Oliphant in the paper today.

My biggest wish is to pervert everything ya thought ya knew about women, and show an unflinching glimpse of my own (and our) sexuality.

Say, did the room just get hotter???

No flirt intended.



:cool:
 
Therapy is helping. Really.


As an adopted child I was told several times by a drunken mother that if I was not the sort of child she wanted I could always be returned to the orphanage - a threat I internalized and, to my detriment, projected onto most of my relationship with females of authority including Wives, Ma'ans bosses, lovers, ever bottoms (not a good thing if ones wants to be a Dom, but not so bad in a Top).

The nuns did not help much when their threat was of eternal damnation :eek:
I don't know what to say, and I really wish I did.

I'm sorry, man. I'm glad therapy's helping.
 
They didn’t beat me with a ruler. Maybe that is why I want a ruler now. It’s all their fault. I feel duped.
 
They didn’t beat me with a ruler. Maybe that is why I want a ruler now. It’s all their fault. I feel duped.

Def this. When you're talking about "Catholic school" or "the Church" one is talking about a pretty profoundly huge entity, encompassing everything from Fordham University to Liberation theology to Magdalene asylums and boy touchers and the dirtbag powers that shield them. It's not simple.
 
They didn’t beat me with a ruler. Maybe that is why I want a ruler now. It’s all their fault. I feel duped.
Rulers aren't really all that effective, except on hands and maybe breasts or other smaller areas. For bottoms, yardsticks, on the other hand...

Incidentally, we picked up a couple of really nice, thick, seemingly strong yardsticks as hand-outs at a convention we recently attended. Haven't gotten around to trying them out yet, but ... we will. :devil:
 
Rulers to the hand are extremely effective in regard to sensation.

I had this one a few times at home, no penguin costumes needed to create rage filled donut.
 
I don't know what to say, and I really wish I did.

I'm sorry, man. I'm glad therapy's helping.


Thanks -



I could use some cash to help make up for past divorce settlements ;)



Actually I'm fine with who I am now, it is just interesting in seeing what surfaces out of nowhere that feeds personal insight. That cartoon did it for me.
 
Where were these nuns when I attended Catholic school k-8, my son K-until June? I never had a nun tell me that dinosaurs and man were on the planet at the same time. I never had a nun tell me that my questions how the Earth could be created in just 6 days could be scientifically factual: She did tell me that the term "day" was relative, not 24 hours. When I entered high school, I was further along in science and English than my fellow students.

Yes, there was physical punishment, but only as a last resort: and the kid did deserve it.
 
Def this. When you're talking about "Catholic school" or "the Church" one is talking about a pretty profoundly huge entity, encompassing everything from Fordham University to Liberation theology to Magdalene asylums and boy touchers and the dirtbag powers that shield them. It's not simple.
I guess it is not that simple at all, but at the time it was simple enough for me: Memorize the stories and curtsey in front of the office every day.

I miss the confessional, it's like free Saturday morning therapy.
 
Where were these nuns when I attended Catholic school k-8, my son K-until June? I never had a nun tell me that dinosaurs and man were on the planet at the same time. I never had a nun tell me that my questions how the Earth could be created in just 6 days could be scientifically factual: She did tell me that the term "day" was relative, not 24 hours. When I entered high school, I was further along in science and English than my fellow students.

Yes, there was physical punishment, but only as a last resort: and the kid did deserve it.

It's called being lucky. They weren't there. You got the "fordham and jesuits" experience. Maybe you should consider that other members of the laity who weren't so lucky aren't lying, crazy, and that they matter.
 
It's called being lucky. They weren't there. You got the "fordham and jesuits" experience. Maybe you should consider that other members of the laity who weren't so lucky aren't lying, crazy, and that they matter.

It's called the Sisters of St Joseph. They were/are EDUCATORS first and foremost, whether it's religious or scientific. My son is also fortunate to be attending a Catholic school. When he enters college this fall, he will have 12 credit hours!! If he was in the public school, he would not have had the opportunites to have college courses.
 
It's called the Sisters of St Joseph.

Much has changed for the Sisters of St. Joseph from the 1950's and today.

The sisters of today are real champions of community service and care for those in need.

In my youth some were very much the knuckle smackers, face slappers, "that is what is in The Book (New Baltimore Catechism they were teaching from then), sorta people.

I struggle to not paint today's nuns with the lessons of my youth.
 
Much has changed for the Sisters of St. Joseph from the 1950's and today.

The sisters of today are real champions of community service and care for those in need.

In my youth some were very much the knuckle smackers, face slappers, "that is what is in The Book (New Baltimore Catechism they were teaching from then), sorta people.

I struggle to not paint today's nuns with the lessons of my youth.

I began in 1969, ended in 1978. My aunt attended the same school a decade and a half earlier. Nothing changed expect the habits. Could have been just our school or the diocese, but there hasn't been the horror stories coming out from the older attendees, except from those that were in an orphanage, but then it was found out to be two nuns being abusive, not the systematic as those who hired ambulance-chasers wanted everyone else to believe.
 
Could have been just our school or the diocese

That is a fair point. In the '60 & '70 when I still was in the church I heard stuff like "if you don't like the message for your pulpit, change parish".

Given news reports lately, Rome is working to bring many back into line.
 
That is a fair point. In the '60 & '70 when I still was in the church I heard stuff like "if you don't like the message for your pulpit, change parish".

Given news reports lately, Rome is working to bring many back into line.

As an American Catholic, I barely listen to the old fashioned blah blah blah out of the Vatican. I believe in the basis of the Church, but there are things I will never agree with.

I believe in Same Sex marriage. Why should loving couples not be afforded the same rights to be miserable?

I believe in a woman's right to choose. I said woman's right: Her body, hers to do with what she wants.

I believe in female priests.
 
As an American Catholic, I barely listen to the old fashioned blah blah blah out of the Vatican. I believe in the basis of the Church, but there are things I will never agree with.

I believe in Same Sex marriage. Why should loving couples not be afforded the same rights to be miserable?

I believe in a woman's right to choose. I said woman's right: Her body, hers to do with what she wants.

I believe in female priests.

Rather progressive - if you were a nun today you'd be spanked....

:eek:
 
JMohegan said:
Beyond the notion that you don't want PMs (and fear not! I have no intention of sending any), I've got no idea what you're trying to tell me here.
S'not that I don't want PMs. I do enjoy interaction. My statement regarding "ego in shreds" was a direct result of the monster sadist looking up. Rape stuff pushes my danger button. The ways in which I'll dominate violation attempt is personally delightful, but I'd prefer not to feed that beast. Iggy, the obvious answer. ;)

What I meant towards your quote was that I understand where you're coming from about being pissed off about the inability to take pleasure due to abusive authority figures. *references her first visceral response as ju jitsu* Also, it seems to be the highest mountain for my experiences with BDSM and even mysogyny.

"Food for thought" is speak for "I'm reflecting."

Suspicious as to why a lump of men are adverted to bondage and a woman directing sexual activities, the notions yourself and sir winston are musings which I share, albeit a different manner? The question itself has once again risen to the surface as I consider, yet again, bringing someone else into my (our) world.
 
As an aside, I find it interesting hearing things about the Catholic Church and how they screwed up people's lives.

I'm not being flippant; I just couldn't figure out how to word that statement. I grew up in a completely different environment--the Southern Baptist church--and I was affected in different ways. It's interesting in a sad way, I suppose I should say.
 
The cartoon's bashing the Pope's late attacks on U.S. nuns for their "radical feminism." For not being, among other things, anti-women enough. Everyone I know of a certain age who did Catholic schools still remembers nunslaps with terror, so the idea of his using that as an excuse to impose his crazy-ass views - as friggin POPE - is, to me, well-mocked.

Oh. Ok. I didn't get the comic, but I'm not catholic and don't care what the pope thinks about anything.

I never was exposed to anything catholic, as a child, because my stepdad went to catholic school and was molested by a priest there.

I am the product of approximately two hours of Catholic nuns and their grade school system in the 50s... 1959 IIRC.

My parents thought - in mid-schoolyear - I might get a more rigorous (and complete) education, which might keep me out of trouble, in a Catholic grade school. About two hours into the day, the sister teaching our class heard someone whispering in my vicinity and accused me of being the culprit. She strode to my seat and demanded my hand. Not knowing any better, I said, "It wasn't me whispering, Sister," as I stuck my hand out. "Three more for lying," she said, and brought the ruler down on the palm of my hand.

As she brought it down for another smack, I grabbed the damn thing with my other hand, ripped my stinging hand from hers, broke the ruler and threw it in her face. "I told you it wasn't me," I shouted. "You can go straight to hell," I added on my way out the door.

I was back in public school the next day. I've never liked nuns since, not even Mary Tyler Moore or Sally Fields. The single exception is Julie Andrews.

When I was in kindergarten my teacher didn't like me. She told me I wasn't smart enough to learn to read (and now i can read a full length novel in a matter of hours with perfect understanding of what i read) and her dislike of me bled to my PE teacher. Once we were all standing in line, and I wasn't standing PERFECTLY in line (no one was, we were five) and he spanked me.

After my mom got through with him, whenever he saw her he'd flinch and duck. :D
 
Oh. Ok. I didn't get the comic, but I'm not catholic and don't care what the pope thinks about anything.
Every American should care what the pope thinks, because he cares a great deal about what goes on in America. And even though his is not a US citizen, he wields his alleged divine ties, his threat of eternal damnation for Americans who don't fall in line behind him, his organization that spreads to every town in the land, as well as his extraordinary wealth, to influence our society in non-church ways, large and small, all while enjoying tax-free status because of that alleged divine connection.

The latest target of his attack is the Girl Scouts. No lie, the Girl Scouts.

http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-501363_162-57431990/girl-scouts-under-scrutiny-from-catholic-bishops/

He declares himself the enemy of equal rights for women and alternate sexual lifestyles, and so he is. An extremely powerful enemy. Yes, you should be paying attention.
 
What I think is sad is that these "radicalized" nuns, who have been so busy caring about poor people that they haven't had time to tell everyone to vote discrimination into the state constitutions of states they probably don't even live in, or remind everyone that they're going to hell for using a morning after pill or whatever psychosis of the moment it is - are going to be faced with the choice of leaving their orders or being treated like wayward children. And when you're probably 65, and probably have no other means of support "just leave the order" is not really viable advice.

The problem as I see it, is quite the opposite of how oliphant paints it. A LOT of nuns are remaining relevant, that's why they're the threat.

It's kind of like young gracie and her straightness obsessed PE teacher, cast Ratz as the PE guy - actually. Times like this make me wish I believed a divine Jesus WAS coming back with a can of whoop ass, there'd be a LOT of very surprised people.
 
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