Yes, Blushing is White Privilege

Blushing is white privilege. Yes, you heard me. Blushing is white privilege.

White privilege shows up in all sorts of unexpected ways. Dark-skinned peoples cannot run safely; they cannot shop safely; they cannot drive safely. While all of these seem to be incredibly obvious ways white supremacy shows up in our daily lives, white supremacy works under the surface as well.

One socio-biological example of white supremacy in action is the social-construct surrounding blushing. Blushing is a privilege that white people get. It allows them to show anger, embarrassment, and affection in a way that other people simply CAN'T. This has dangerous consequences.

When a white man is angry, other people can see it and will stop angering him. When a black man is angry, others may not notice it and may resort to killing him.

If a white woman is embarrassed, people will stop saying things to her that cause her embarrassment. If a brown woman is embarrassed, nobody can notice this immediately.

If we want we be good white people, we need to recognize our everyday privileges.

How to Chat Up 21st Century Boys - A Guide for Gays

 NOTICE. This article was written in collaboration with our friend and fan of the blog Harvey Dawson. The thoughts are Harvey's, the words are Chance's. This article should not be misconstrued to suggest that either Chance Rollicks or Alan Throttle have ever been in a sexual relationship with a man other than the local youth pastor.



We are now two decades into the 21st-century, and it is increasingly difficult to chat-up hot, oiled-up boys. Now that homosexuality is more accepted by society, gay men don't give it up so easily. We too have become bourgeoise and coy about our desires.  In the past, the average stuff-muffin beefcake would fuck and suck as much as he could because he didn't know where his next dick would come from. Now conversation and dating are what the hunkiest hunky-hunks expect. Boy times have changed. Now even Grindr is full of pacified gays looking for relationships and conversations about what is best in life. What are we? Lesbians?

Tyrese says no. I say no too.
 

I wanted to give some tips on how I chat up guys. Hot guys like Tyrese. No fatties, no wimps, only pure big-muscled Athenian boys and Spartans with humungous javelins.

It's really oh so simple. First, you just need to send a nice hot message to their inbox:



Second, well, there is no second. After sending a hot message like this, most guys (particularly straights) will reject what you lay on the table. They aren't ready for their steaming hot TV-Dinner yet. What you need to do is continue to chat them up. Say sorry. Compliment them. Even the straights will try not to come across as homophobic and will continue talking to you. That is when you can begin to exploit their latent homosexuality. Nobody is purely heterosexual."Ever been curious, young man?" "It's like putting a beer bottle in your mouth, handsome."

That is how you start talking to qt-ies on the internet today. From there, it is only an oily, slippery slope to the bedroom and, yes, maybe even a manly relationship between two handsome Adonises.

The Mysterious Worlds of Cuckoldry, Sex Work, and E-Girls

Over here at 'The Alaskan Pipeline,' we have been doing a deep dive into the dark underworld of sex work. Well, not really, not quite. As it turns out, this world is no longer so dark, nor is it still 'the underworld.' In fact, it is right before our eyes in full-color. It is on our computer monitors and on our phones. It can be accessed rather easily through Twitter.
I suppose one could claim that there is a Twitter 'underworld,' but they'd be mistaken. Unlike the days of yore, one doesn't have to go far or wander into an unseemly part of town to find what one is looking for.



While I've been sitting in my Alaskan wilderness cabin escaping the pending doom of the coronavirus and munching away at bearberries, Alan Throttle has been busily traveling the Twitterrealm to get the inside scoop on e-girls. Unfortunately, some of these girls are as secretive as a Masonic Lodge and as greedy as a two-bit Televangelist. Most refuse to answer our questions. Most demanded some sort of monetary recompense.








Of course, I don't want to sound cruel at all. Life is hard. Time is money. Alan Throtte's Purell breath can be smelt from a mile away and, some might say, even via computer monitor. I'd probably ignore him too.  One lady, not an e-girl per se but a master 'alpha female,' was kind enough to answer our questions on the 'cuckold' lifestyle. Cuckoldry has made a bit of a comeback in recent years. It is now a term of derision nearly as frequently as it was in Shakespeare's time.






Queen Mia (@miaandrewsxo) on Twitter was kind enough to answer a few of Alan Throttle's questions and was quite helpful. Apparently, there is a good deal of money to go around.





I personally can't imagine giving up my money to be put in my place, but whatever floats peoples' metaphorical boats. Frankly, if these guys really are into such things, it is better that they pay women like Queen Mia to treat them like dirt rather than annoy the rest of society with their masochistic tendencies. In an earlier time, these men might have visited actual brothels and have been put at risk. In the digital world, there are few (if any) violent pimps. There is a lack of associated gang violence, drugs, disease, etc. It's also much more anonymous. If anybody objects to the proliferation of prostitution, they must recognize the world of e-girls as a step up. Queen Mia's work is hardly pornographic, and it fulfills the desires of the weaklings that adore her enough to keep them away from risky business.


 (Picture provided with permission by Queen Mia)

Still, the exploitive nature of many of these interactions is a serious concern. The relative ease in which somebody could enter into this world removes the numerous opportunities to reconsider one's actions that existed in the pre-internet age.

So what about the other side of the equation?

Alan Throttle managed to score a private interview with a man who calls himself a "submissive." The man's identity will remain anonymous, but his comments give us an insight into this world. He says he has always been submissive, and that nobody knows his secret, not even his friends.

Yet, he may never live a life as a submissive man. He wants to, like many of us, live a traditional life. When asked if he would ever be a cuckold, he answered: 






This is all, of course, just scratching the surface. Our investigative journalism might just take us further, deeper into this world.