I was packing my bags, looking forward to a week trip to the Feminist Porn Awards and the Feminist Porn Conference, having finally earned enough through my Patreon patron-funded writing to travel and have a bit of a cushion when I got back. Payments would be processed at the beginning of the month, and I welcomed the assurance of my first paycheck that would pay my rent. I was finding it refreshing to be making a living (albeit barely) through getting paid to write on my experiences in the sex industry, giving me some hope that I could transition out and still survive financially. Finally I was getting paid for my writing… not in “exposure,” but in rent money!
That’s when I got an email from Patreon, saying that the payment processor PayPal had threatened to shut down all integration with their site because it contained “adult content.” The email stated:
“[A]s you can imagine, this would be detrimental to creators — hundreds of thousands of dollars were to be ‘frozen’ unless we flagged all adult content pages, made them private, and removed Paypal functionality from their individual pages… I’m so sorry that we had to do this without warning you first, but it was SUCH an emergency! We simply had to take action to avoid a situation where creators would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars of legitimate pledges.”
Patreon emailed all of our patrons to warn them and suggested we also email them to ensure payments went through as usual at the beginning of April. While Patreon was open to artists creating work that was adult in nature, their hands were tied. And not in a kinky way. Keep reading »
Just when you thought your friends were oversharing on Facebook and Twitter, someone else comes along and puts them to shame in the TMI department.
Exhibit A: New mom, Ruth Iorio.
In case you haven’t heard, Ruth decided to liveblog her home birth, giving her followers (and the world) a play-by-play of her birthing experience. As totally grossed out as I am by the Facebook photos of Ruth’s bloody bathtub and details about how her “asshole aches,” I find myself intrigued, and unable to look away … kind of like a bad car accident that you can’t stop staring at. Meanwhile, Amelia thinks it’s all awesome and educational and, yeah, sure, a bit scary. Keep reading »