HYPNOSIS USA: From Victoria Woodhull to Donald Trump to Jacqui Holland on DrSuzy.Tv
Length 1:54:26 Date: Mar. 12, 2016
You are getting sleepy….
Escape the mass hypnosis of the Trump rally, stirring the mob to brutal mayhem, and experience its bonoboësque alter ego, erotic hypnotherapy, helping you to relax, evolve and discover greater heights of pleasure, arousal and harmony with the world. There are many sides to hypnosis—good, evil, erotic and political—and this show explores them all .
We also continue Women’s History Month with a nod to Victoria Woodhull, along with a hat tip to the Woodhull Freedom Foundation, now fighting for our rights to practice consensual BDSM, recently threatened by a Virginia federal court ruling. Woodhull herself was a great freedom fighter, a maverick and a very successful businesswoman who ran for President at a time when American women didn’t even have the right to vote.
In a way, Victoria Woodhull was a female “Trump” of her times: a popular, wealthy, charismatic, controversial, entertaining, establishment-defying non-politician running for President of the United States. However, the resemblance stops at a vital point. While Trump incites violence and bigotry in his followers, Victoria Woodhull was a bonoboësque advocate of peace, free love, female empowerment, equality… and hypnosis.
Here, the paths of Woodhull and Trump converge again. Waving his #smallhands (thanks Counterpunch!) and some really big flags, seeming to “speak his mind” in boldly offensive, unpredictable ways like a mystic seer, preying upon the interracial insecurities and furor (and Fuehrer) filled fantasies of his faithful Trumpeters, Trump campaign rallies are exercises in all-American mesmerism with a generous dollop—or a wallop—of xenophobic rage.
Fascist leaders throughout history, most notably Hitler, Mussolini and Franco, have hypnotized huge crowds with their oratory and symbolism, exuding empathy for their followers’ grievances while offering scapegoats for their rage. In Trump’s case, the scapegoats are “Muslims (who) don’t like us,” “Mexican rapists,” and, most viscerally, the protestors, many “Black Lives Matter” activists, conveniently located right in there in the auditorium where they can be scorned and beaten for the nonconsensually sadistic pleasure of the mob and the mesmerized exultation of the media, recording every precious despicable moment, as Trump glories in what “fun” they are having.
Trump mass hypnosis is integral to his U.S. Presidential “art of the deal,” and quite a fine circus art it is, though, of course, it would be a bad deal for America. However, hypnosis isn’t always so bad. It has done and continues to do a lot of people tremendous good, as demonstrated by this week’s Women’s History Month poster girl, Victoria Woodhull.
Before she made her millions on Wall Street with the help of Cornelius Vanderbilt (another devotee of the mystic, hypnotic arts), ran for President (and was arrested on obscenity charges a few days before the election), Woodhull practiced hypnosis, then called “mesmerism,” on private clients and in groups or “meetings.” Whether it “worked” or not, scientifically speaking, mesmerism or hypnotism empowered those who practiced it and often helped those who experienced it, probably a lot more than all the quack medical cures going around at that time. Mesmerism was one of the few “professions” in the mid-nineteenth century for which women were considered equally suited, if not more so than men, especially beautiful women like Woodhull.
Which brings me to our featured guest on this show, a beautiful woman who happens to be a professional hypnotist. When last we met Jacqui Holland back in 2011, she was an actress starring in, among other things, the very funny film Hollywood Sex Wars, written and directed by the uber-clever clever Paul Sapiano. Flash forward five years, and Jacqui is now a hypnotist (thanks Del Rey for finding her at the Conscious Life Expo, held at the same Hilton LAX as DomCon LA, and for associate-producing this show), and she shares her talents with us right on the air. She even brings her Pomeranian puppy, Boots, who looks like a miniature wolf crossed with a teddy bear who hypnotizes people… or does he get hypnotized? Whatever, he’s adorable, and so is Jacqui.
Jacqui’s first hypnosis subject is the fabulous Dayton Rains—award-winning porn star, webcam and phone therapist with the Institute, and associate producer for DrSuzy.Tv. Dayton also does erotic hypnosis (having learned “Color Hypnosis” from me), but tonight she is a subject. Jacqui takes her on a journey into a “past life” in the 1920s… or was it the 1940s? Whatever, Dayton looks great laying there topless in nothing but skimpy panties (which she generously donates to the Panty Boy Collection) and purple fishnets, purple being Jacqui’s favorite color and the deepest, most mesmerized hue of Color Hypnosis.
Then Jacqui demonstrates her form of “erotic hypnosis,” speaking to me in the calm, lilting, automatic voice of a flight attendant, suggesting that I would soon have the “best orgasm of my life.” I put that suggestion to the test immediately with my handy Hitachi Magic Wand which, while not giving me “the best orgasm of my life,” does give me a nice buzz, a form of clitorally-induced hypnosis in itself. Very nice. I’m surprised that Jacqui has never utilized self-hypnosis to self-induce “the best orgasm” of her life. However, she says, now that I mention it, she will.
We explore other ways to induce this highly pleasurable, deliciously out-of-control, kind of stoned, “hypnotized” feeling, such as the baked offerings of HB Edibles. Sweet chocolate chip and rice Krispies makes the eater feel like he or she is simply devouring an innocent dessert, and then an hour later, BOOM, the effect creeps up on you like a quiet kidnapper, taking control of your mind and perhaps your body (with a “body high”), as if you are hypnotized by the Great Goddess Venus Cannabis Herself.
PHOTOS: ONO BO
Alcohol is even more mesmerizing than weed, and Bonoboville Communion, featuring the Great Goddess Agwa Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur, is a hypnotic erotic experience if ever there was one, from salt lick to Dayton’s lap, “getting lei’ed” and slightly blitzed with titties in your face and then under your head. For Jacqui, raised Jewish, we even sing the Hebrew prayer over the Agwa. Then we bring on the Vulva Puppets. We’ve got the three H’s: Humor, Hotness and Hypnosis.
Some say that all hypnosis is self-hypnosis, because you choose to go along with it. You can’t be hypnotized against your will, even though it might make you feel–-deliciously–-like you have no will.
This show also includes the hypnotically talented Ikkor the Wolf and friends, weighing in with the always mesmerizing Capt’n Max on the clear and present dangers of the hypnotic, psychotic, runaway Trump Train.
Trump isn’t Hitler (der Fuehrer had bigger hands, proportionately), and hopefully, we the American people won’t let that happen here. That said, even some of our favorite people are Trump supporters, such as the delightful Dayton Rains, who professes her love—or is it lust?—for Herr Trump on this show. But then, Dayton’s dad is a Hitler buff. She grew up surrounded by Nazi memorabilia, hypnotized from birth by the creepy charisma of the Little Dictator. Fortunately, she found an antidote: The Bonobo Way.
In a sense, Trump mania is a backlash to what I call the Bonobo Way, an effort to “take back the country” from evolving in the direction of a more peaceful, egalitarian, female-empowered, ecosexual society like that of our kissing cousins, the bonobos. Relative to Trump and the other GOP contenders, both Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton represent different aspects of the Bonobo Way; Bernie because he is so egalitarian and Hillary simply because she is a woman and strong on female empowerment. Whoever wins the nomination, he American 2016 election could come down to a stark referendum on whether we follow El Camino del Bonobo or the Way of the Trump Baboons.
Speaking of non-human animals, maybe it’s all that relaxation, but we really let this show go to the dogs in more ways than one. There’s something wondrously hypnotic about non-human animals commandeering your lap, though Boots and Boo break the trance and do some canine “penis-fencing” even though neither of them have reproductively functioning penises.
In any case, all this hypnotic erotica has its effect on the Captain and me, and our orgasms that night (or was it the next morning?) are, well, maybe not the “best I’ve ever had,” but up there in the top fifty…. so far this year.
Coming up on DrSuzy.Tv live from Bonoboville: Dayton Rains Green Birthday Bash 3/19, Easter Eve Res-Erection of The DTease and Unlicensed Professionals 3/26, Goddess Fae Black 4/2 and our 24th Wedding Anniversary (parts one and two) on April 9th and 16th. Join our pleasure under the palm trees. RSVP: Call 310-568-0066. Or just tune in live every Saturday night and check out what’s playing in the archives of DrSuzy.Tv and Clip-O-Rama in between.
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© March 12, 2016. Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is a world renowned LA sex therapist, author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 310-568-0066.