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Date: 06/05/2010

Ah, l’amor! With joy, devotion, multiple orgasms, mirrors on the ceiling and a friendly orgy (not in that order), Prince Max and I recently celebrated our 18th anniversary of wedded love. Ah, le mariage! It’s not for everybody. It looks like it’s not even for Democratic power couple Al and Tipper Gore—at least not now, after 40 years of it. It certainly wasn’t for Max the first couple times, but three’s the charm for him; the first time has been the only time for me.

For many, marriage can be deadly. Not that it kills the husband or wife—at least not usually. It does, however, tend to kill the romance. Why? Because romance thrives on doing what’s forbidden and, in marriage, sex is sanctioned by religion, family and the government. “God created sex,” said Voltaire (who happened to have a 15-year love affair with the married Marquise du Châtelet), “Priests created marriage.”

Marriage is an institution and, like court houses, jails, schools, hospitals, mental wards and other institutions, it can feel like a prison. As a therapist, I talk to many POMs (Prisoners of Marriage), doing my part to help them find a little freedom, either within or without the marriage.

But for some reason, I’ve never felt confined by my own marriage; it has always been a rock of sexual security as well as a constant catalyst for erotic change.   I realize that statement could someday explode in my happily married little face, just as Al and Tipper’s famous 2000 Democratic Convention kiss is now exploding in theirs, but I’ll take that chance, as I’m in a celebratory mood. Also, I feel that it’s important, in this age of marriage after “perfect” marriage falling apart, to ruminate upon the possible reasons why ours keeps on ticking, with lots of licking.

Make Love First If You Want to Make Love Last

First and foremost, our love is based upon sexual attraction. I don’t know about “love at first sight,” but we sure felt lust at first sight (he for my legs, I for his smile). That’s an important component to making desire last: feeling it first. People who aren’t attracted to each other when they get married may get along fine—and even share orgasmic sex—but they can’t re-ignite their spark of lust if it was never fired up between them in the first place. If sparks did fly in your first meetings, there are always ways to keep them alive, like the eternal flame in Solomon’s Temple.

Which brings me to another possible reason Max and I haven’t “grown apart” as so many other couples do: we practice what we preach. We try to do all those things that we tell other people to do to keep their marriages hot: sharing fantasies, complimenting each other, maintaining open communications, making plans for sex, taking romantic getaways, using toys, staying in touch (literally), making each other laugh, mixing it up with other people (though always with each others’ feelings paramount), making love first (priority-wise) so that we can make love last…

Third, we’re lucky. We found each other at the *right* time in our lives: when we were ready for love. Also, we don’t have kids or careers that compete with our relationship. In a way, our relationship IS our career, though that’s hardly a guarantee of marital success—most relationship “experts” are divorced or terminally single.

Another factor in our success is the slow pace at which our relationship developed.   It may have been lust at first site, but we didn’t have sex for the first six years that we knew each other. Of course, that was mainly because he was married, and I’m not into husband-stealing. But whatever the cause, those six years of chaste but deep friendship not only solidified our respect and affection for each other, it seems to have created an ever-flowing stream of desire for each other. Taking your time taking something that you really want is the art of the tease. Men need to be teased because it makes them slow down; women need to be teased because it makes us come around.

Maybe another reason why two strong-willed people like Max and I have been blessed with such an awesome, erotic marriage, lo these 18 years, is that we’ve faced so many people—from friends to family to disgruntled staff members to the LAPD—bent on tearing us apart. When you’re married, you’re on a team, and there’s nothing that fosters team spirit quite like a common enemy to battle, especially when that enemy is out to kill you—or, at least, destroy your relationship. Personally, I could do without the enemies. I really wish they would leave us alone (and for the most part, at this point, they have), though sometimes I wonder if their efforts to pull us apart have actually helped keep us together.

Common goals are even more vital to long-term romance than common enemies. We’re lucky in that our goals tend to involve sex, spreading the Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure and expanding our Institute for the erotic arts and sciences; so our ambitions enhance our sex life. Along the way, we’re always getting ideas and erotic inspiration from our wonderful, whacky, brilliant and bawdy clients, not to mention all of you incredibly sexy people that come to our Saturday night shows at the Speakeasy.

Make-Up Sex: Bonobo-Style

Another reason we’re still standing might be that we subscribe to the Phyllis Diller School of Conjugal Harmony: “Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.”

Going to bed mad hardens anger into resentment. We’d rather stay up and fight, talk, rant, rave, cry, bellow, bitch and moan our way to some sort of exhausted reconciliation. Furthermore, make-up sex is loads of fun!

In the primate world, bonobos are the masters of make-up sex. They appear to harness the give and take of sensuous, sexual pleasure to diffuse violent tension. This could be why bonobos have never been seen killing each other in the wild or captivity. All that hot sex just chills them out.  Even though the bonobos themselves are not at all monogamous, let alone “married,” the Make-Love-Not-War chimpanzees inspire us to use all forms of pleasure—from culinary to intellectual, but especially sexual—to keep the peace between us. Certain kinds of arguments do require verbal negotiation, but so much marital discord can be resolved with a well-timed blow-job.

Or a foot massage. Or just the right gift. Some form of pleasure. The power to give pleasure is the greatest power we have. It’s the Bonobo Way. And, in a way, it’s our way of marriage.

“In the opinion of the world, marriage ends all, as it does in a comedy. The truth is precisely the opposite: it begins all.” ~Anne Sophie Swetchine

18th Anni Orgy & Farmer’s Daughter Getaway

Our anniversary fell on a Monday this year, so we celebrated on the Saturday before with a show, party and orgy (doesn’t everybody celebrate that way?). After rickshaw rides, cake, champagne, speeches, dancing, hot crazy sex with two of the most gorgeous young ladies in all of La-La-Land (RubberNecroand Asia), a Jesus Jackhammer dildo, a Pyrexions glass vibrator, and a multitude of spankings and floggings, Max and I were primed for epic orgasms once we hit the marital bed. And we did not disappoint each other—nor our Twitter and Facebook fans. Yes, I’m almost—but not quite—embarrassed to say that I pinged that post-coitally.

How could we top that for our actual anniversary? Well, we couldn’t, especially on a Monday, so we did something completely different. We took ourselves on one of those “Romantic Getaways” we’re always recommending for other couples: to the Farmer’s Daughter Hotel.

It would prove to be a night of decadent pleasure as well as a trip down Memory Lane. This wasn’t the first time we’d checked in at the notorious Farmer’s Daughter. Back in 2001, before the renovations made it a chic spot for couples of all orientations, we had stayed in room 101. Actually, Max had been staying there during a very enemy-rich period of our lives, while a variety of individuals and institutions chased after us—or after Max—all for madness, long since proven bogus. I would work at the Institute all day but, come night, they’d whisk me over to room 101 at the Farmer’s Daughter, where Max and I would fall into each other’s overwrought arms, to scheme and dream and scare each other with paranoid fantasies of what our enemies would do to us in between rounds of passionate, this-could-be-the-last-time sex.

We felt a little like Bonnie and Clyde—without the guns, but with the fear and the romance. When it comes to erotic passion, a little bit of fear is like spice in your enchilada; too much spoils the meat. So it’s great that, at this point, most of those enemies have backed down or faded away. Thus it was a treat for us to spend our 18th “honeymoon” at the Farmer’s Daughter, heightened when we found that we’d be staying in room 101: our old hide-out!

Not that it’s the same room. The whole hotel has been renovated, and room 101 itself has been transformed into a hot sex room with artisan-quality country-style finishings and mirrors on the ceiling.Ooh-la-la!

I do so love those mirrors on the ceiling, offering their different—and rather flattering—perspective. Most people look sexier lying down. And so, the added, fantasy-exhibitionistic spice and erotic disorientation of seeing our heavenly reflections floating above our earthbound, humping bodies made for even more orgasmic sex than the night before.

But the best part was that we got to leave together in the morning, though not before a delectable breakfast at their quite nice, post-renovation, hotel restaurant, aptly named Tart, which included a yolkless omelet and rattlesnake sausage (sorry Eve!).

Close to the Farmer’s Market (another one of our old courtship haunts) and Cantor’s Deli, the Farmer’s Daughter is a great, inexpensive, little romantic getaway even if you never used it as a hide-out. Make sure to ask for #101 as that’s the only room with the mirrors on the ceiling.

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by Dr. Susan Block.

Brimming with joy, sorrow, a nice climax, a good laugh, a good cry, two songs, self-loving tips and a whole lot of bonobo peace through pleasure for a Free Palestine, I ride the rails of FDR once again with my great love and hubby of 32 years, Capt’n Max who gives me such a glowing introduction, I feel like I should rip off my headset and quit while I’m ahead.

But I stay on the Love Train, from the Capitalocene to the Bonobocene on X/Twitter and Rumble, and I begin with a big thank you to the students of America (and now the world) who have so bravely stood, sat in and camped out on dozens of college campuses, to protest their schools’ investments in genocide, despite intense attacks from Zionists (see my letter below).

These students are beacons of light in this dark tunnel through which we’re now riding, when our leaders are failing us, and we are faced with a dismal dilemma: Genocide Joe or the Orange Turd….

Speaking of that Marmalade Poop Pile, Mango Mussolini, Trumpty Dumpty, Trumpus Rumpus, Don the Con, and I could go on…  check out my interview in the Mirror about the spank heard round the world – Stormy Daniels spanking tRump’s rump – in that Tahoe hotel room and now in a New York courtroom, spanking him with her fearless testimony. We recently spanked Trump at our 32nd wedding anniversary too, you may recall – it’s the parody of our times.

Stormy Daniels is such an inspiration, like the students, but different. Funny how I wrote about Stormy and the Students inspiring me back in 2018, and now they’re doing it again. Stormy’s star is brighter than ever, and the students are different, though it’s a similar idea. In 2018, they were on a “March for Our Lives” for gun control. Now they march and camp out to stop the killing halfway around the world. Stop genocide!

Masturbation not Occupation!

That’s one way to segue into the merry month of May, and a Merry Masturbation Month to you. Seasons Beatings! Give yourself a Hand.

We discuss our favorite masturbation techniques and devices with the one and only Maria Von Fiddybritch, whose preferred method is to *get head* from an adjustable shower head or jacuzzi jet blasting water on her “little man in the boat,” cause tidal waves of pleasure.

Masturbation Month 2016 on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Jux Lii

That reminds us of our Spring Showers show in 2006 where a couple of guests actually brought a full shower onto our set, and then everybody got very wet and wild. It’s one of the hundreds of amazing shows in the archives soon to play in our Midnight Theater.

Motherhood is kind of the opposite of masturbation; you don’t become a mother through masturbating, unless maybe you’re the Virgin Mary, but Mother’s Day and the M Month both fall in May, so we wish Maria – whose 27-year-old daughter is getting her doctorate in chemistry – a Happy Mother’s Day!

Maria is overflowing with love – for her daughter, for us, for my Mirror interview on Stormy Daniels, for the Palestinians (“people are dying!” she exclaims), and for music, singing us two songs, the second of which is a camp song for FREEDOM.

Yes indeed, Free Palestine. Free Assange. Free Yourself.

And then there’s our Free Speech, which META and Mark Zuckerberg have stolen from me, deactivating, terminating and exterminating my Facebook and IG accounts.

If it’s happened to you, if you too have been a victim of META abuses – whether activated or deactivated – you know it’s unfair, unjust and a sign of our algorithmic, bot-controlled, dystopian times.

That’s why I’m taking META to arbitration. This should be my inviolable right, according to META’s own contracts. However, META lawyers are now doing their legal-beagle best to get my case kicked out before we even get to arbitration, attacking, trying to slut-shame me and hiding their hypocrisy behind Section 230.

Meanwhile Ginny Thomas, wife of our most corrupt Supreme Court Injustice Clarence Thomas, used her Facebook profile to incite Insurrection, while our show about the Insurrection got censored on YouTube, and my Facebook and IG profiles got deactivated.

Justice is more and more of a myth in a dehumanized America that is driven by bots for the benefit of the Rich (F*ck Da Rich!) – and the bots

I also briefly address the latest reports on bonobo male “aggression” that has bad, snarky journalists trying to say bonobos don’t really make love, not war. But yes, they do! Listen to the show as I explain that their aggression is never lethal nor directed towards females, making it more like pro-wrestling than war.

We’re into Freeing Your Inner Bonobo, Free Speech. Free Assange. Free Palestine. Free yourself. Be Cage-Free. Be Bonobo.

Of course, not everybody’s into what we’re into, such as Ms. Aimee Hawkes who wrote me the letter below (dropped like a psychological dumb bomb into my inbox), followed by my reply (may it help you to create your own mental Iron Dome against any Zionist psycho dumb bombs tossed your way):

Read My “Reply to a Zionist Troll” on Counterpunch

Dr. Block —

When did you start becoming a self-hating Jew like Larry David, Joy Behar and decades before, Woody Allen?

Your CounterPunch commentary reflects self-denial of facts, mostly one most liberal/progressives love to bury: Israel was attacked on October 7th. I won’t go into gory detail, but you might want to look up the carnage Hamas produced against young women on the concert grounds that day and ones not seen since.

As a Free Beacon journalist, I wouldn’t waste characters interviewing you regarding your hatred of Natanyahu or the actions of the IDF. Instead, should I see you on the campus of UCLA, USC with the bands of anti-American insurrectionists, only then will I approach you to explain your sordid viewpoint.

Until then, I personally hope Israel finishes the job and rids the world of Hamas, Hezbollah and every Iranian-backed proxy you defend.

Sincerely,
Aimee Hawkes

Dear Ms. Aimee Hawkes,

Thank you for your email. It’s always illuminating to hear from my readers, even when they troll me with nasty Zionist tirades like yours.

I must say that your first question, “when did you start becoming a self-hating Jew?” is as rancid as week-old borscht.  It also incorrectly presumes that I am one. I’m not sure what the litmus test is for “self-hating Jew,” but I doubt I’d pass, as witnesses to my beautiful Bat Mitzvah, teen summers in Israel and Camp Ramah, Har Zion Temple wedding presided over by two Rabbis, popular Israeli TV show (1998 – 2003), big bacchanalian Purimschpiels and hot-wax Hanukkah parties can attest.

A self-questioning Jew, yes, but self-hating? Nah. I’ve long loved many aspects of Jewish culture, from Queen Esther to the Marx Brothers (including Karl) to the soulful prayers of Kol Nidre. Polytheistic libertine that I am, I could never “hate” my Jewish roots. I do hate war, genocide, apartheid, but I don’t hate people… least of all myself.

My hatred for war – but not people – inspired those Counterpunch articles you reference, including my first seriously anti-Zionist apartheid piece in 2021; stepping up the pace a bit with an Anti-Zionist Hanukkah, Purim, and a tribute to The Burning Soldier – since Israel stepped up its pace to genocide in 2023-24, as you well know, my dear Ms. Hawkes.

Not that we’re friends, but I doubt the Jewish celebrities – canceled and/or acclaimed – that you namedrop “hate” themselves either. They are practitioners of the rather Jewish art of self-deprecation and, like me, they question things – as the Talmud encourages us to do.

So, who are these “self-hating Jews” of which you speak?

Maybe you?

It seems to me that the true “self-hating Jews” among us are the Zionists. Why else would you feel the need to steal land, murder, mass-murder, practice apartheid, even commit genocide, and then lie, lie and lie some more to try to cover it up?

The religo-Zionist world-view, that they are “chosen” by God, strikes me as a vain effort to compensate for this nagging, unflagging, self-hating, inferiority complex, with myths of superiority, making them special, exempt from the rules.

Now, with no rules to restrain them, the “Chosen People” are attempting to mitigate the self-hate that fuels them by waging genocide against the natives of the land they’re trying to conquer.

How’s that working for you?

Zionists seem to self-hate so much (often, I must say, with good reason), it’s unbearable, so they project their self-hate onto others – the Palestinians, the Iranians, the American student protesters, the Amalekites, Esau, Ishmael and all their innocent children. There are no innocents when you hate yourself so hard, you can’t get the stains of self-hate out of your soul no matter how much you kill, and then try to wash your hands with excuses…

You are the Zionist Lady MacBeth.

The sheer, blood-soaked futility of the Zionist cry, “We will defeat Hamas!” echoes Shakespeare’s most damnable, guilt-ridden villainess’ notorious line, “Out damn spot, out, I say!”

Or maybe it’s not just a spot, but a bloody hell like the artist Jonathan Yeo painted around King Charles.

It must be a kind of bloody hell for you too, Ms. Hawkes.

As for me, I have lived a long and pretty comfortable, agnostic Jewish life among people of all faiths (sort of like Palestine used to be!), though I must confess, arrogant, bombastic Zionists like Bibi (who went to school in Philly near where I grew up) have given me the creeps since Hebrew school.

I was an antiwar girl – attending Vietnam war protests at local colleges with my older draft-age brother – and the Zionist Israeli Defense Forces (IDF) were the great warriors of our time.

At least, our Hebrew schoolteachers taught us they were great, the world’s most “moral” army. Ha! Even as a kid being fed fake news with my fried matzah, my stomach cramped with the unpalatable presence of this serious contradiction. If this “God” of ours had commanded, “Thou shalt not kill,” how could any killing – let alone a killing machine like the IDF – be moral?

When I visited Israel with Zionist Camp Ramah, I asked my counselors: Why was “a land without people for a people without land” actually inhabited by these people – these Palestinians that Israel’s motherly prime minister Golda Meir said simply didn’t exist (“there is no such thing as Palestinian people”)?

My counselors muttered that all these people were “Bedouins,” and chastised me when I returned from a free afternoon in Jerusalem riding around the Garden of Gethsemane on the back of the motorcycle of a young Palestinian man I’d met in a café. They would have been livid to know that we also shared a kiss.

Later, I learned the “D” in IDF was really an “O” for “occupation,” inflicting horrific death, destruction and trauma on the occupied, from apartheid to genocide. I didn’t know the extent of Israel’s atrocities for years (and I regret to admit I didn’t want to know), but now we see it every day on our screens, despite the mainstream media’s attempts to obfuscate the wretched truth.

And what about the occupier? What about those who support the occupation? What about you, Ms. Hawkes?

As a sex therapist in private practice since 1991, I’ve talked to hundreds of PTSD-afflicted veterans of multiple immoral American and Israeli wars and occupations. Many occupiers (especially the leaders) are stone-hearted sociopaths – but others (the more *normal* ones) are afflicted with great regret, self-hate and depression.

Deflecting their self-hate onto the occupied, they might develop sadistic urges laced with morbid, fetishistic kinks. We see this on perverse display in the IOF soldiers who steal and play with panties, bras and high heels belonging to dead or fleeing Gazan women whose homes they just demolished. Some dance wildly between bombing missions, trying to flaunt their erotic vitality. The worst relish humiliating and torturing Palestinian prisoners. We’ve seen it before in Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo, and now we see it on steroids in Gaza and the West Bank.

You speak of the “carnage” wrought by Hamas’ prison break on October 7th – as though it came out of nowhere, instead of 80 years of Zionist mass-murder, oppression and occupation – and no, I do not support Hamas (for the umpteenth time), and no, I don’t want to live amongst them under Sharia law. Nor do I want to live under Christofascism, Judeo-fascism or any religious law. I tried living with the Chabad Lubavitchers and the Amish Mennonites; neither worked for me. I’m a pro-bonobo sexologist, and I shouldn’t have to accept murder and mass-murder (especially odious when it’s the powerful killing the weak), in exchange for my sexual freedom, should I?

And yes, I did “look it up” multiple times, and I found that many of those “gory details” of October 7th have turned out to be Israeli hasbara (propaganda), and some of the worst violence – such as the burned-to-the-ground kibbutz and Nova parking lot – appears to have been committed by the IOF’s “friendly fire,” shooting and firebombing wildly and indiscriminately, as this most “moral” army tends to do in general, and in particular on that terrible bloody Saturday when so many rusty, unprepared reserves were called in.

As for Hamas, it seems they were mostly trying to kidnap Israelis for leverage in prisoner exchanges, and they also killed many people, which is a terrible crime, but they did not put babies in ovens.  This Zionist hasbara is still being repeated though it has been utterly debunked (often by Jews).

Indeed, I feel like we’re in the middle of a Jewish Civil War. On one side are anti-Zionist Jews like me who feel the “Never Again” message we all received growing up means “never again for anyone,” while the Zionist Jews see “Never Again” as only for them. Along with Christian Zionists, they see Zionism itself as so *sacred,* absolving guilt for all crimes in its name, from apartheid to genocide, ecocide, scholasticide and even, a kind of Jew-icide that is killing all that is good about Judaism and stoking anti-Semitism worldwide.

And that’s the idea, isn’t it? Stoke anti-Semitism, conflating it with anti-Zionism, so more Ashkenazi Jews will “make Aliyah” to Eretz Yisrael where we can be “safe.”

Ha. That gig is so up. At the moment – though it could change if Zionism somehow prevails – we Jews are way safer here, there and anywhere other than Israel. Case in point: Israel’s Philly-schooled prime minister would rather wage genocide than negotiate to get the Israeli hostages back home safely.

As this Jewish Civil War deepens and widens to way beyond the Jewish people, I have no doubt that my side – the side of peace and justice for all and “never again for anyone” – is the right and even the righteous side.

The problem is your side has all the guns.

But my side has the Jewish college students standing up for Palestine, with fellow students of all faiths. Just as I am ashamed of Bibi “Natanyahu” (as you so charmingly misspell it), these Jewish students for Palestine make my heart swell with pride and gratitude.

These students are beacons of light in this dark tunnel through which we’re now riding, when our leaders are failing us, as we face the dismal dilemma of the Orange Turd (check out The Mirror’s interview with me about Stormy Daniels spanking him first in that Tahoe hotel room and more recently in a New York courtroom) or Genocide Joe… Maybe Stormy should spank Joe!

Seriously, the students seem to have spanked – or had some impact – on old AIPAC-corrupted Joe, since he withheld the most destructive 2,000-pound bombs from his already obscenely expensive and destructive billion dollar of “aid” package to Israel – even while Lindsey Graham is calling for Israel to nuke Gaza.

Being a Yale grad (where I taught Sunday school with Hillel), I’m particularly proud to see young Bulldogs camping out (if only we’d had tents at our sit-ins!) at Beinecke Plaza, demanding that Yale divest the portions of its endowment invested in the stocks of military contractors, which make the weapons Israel is using to destroy Gaza.

Yale President Peter Salovey, with whom I’ve chatted at several class reunions, is famous for coining “emotional intelligence” or “emotional quotient” (EQ).  Now he must use all the EQ he can muster to navigate between the students’ very reasonable, humanitarian requests and the demands of running a huge corporate university in bed with war, the weapons industries and Israel. I hope Peter’s EQ rises to the occasion – and he divests!

As for these “interviews” you conduct on college campuses “as a Free Beacon journalist [you call that journalism?],” no, you need not interview me; I’m just a humble anti-Zionist sexologist. You should interview the students – the Jewish ones, the Palestinians, all of them and their professors protesting this genocide. They are heroes, and your interviews – despite your warped views – could be historic.

Speaking of warped, when you call these students “bands of anti-American insurrectionists,” I think you’re confusing them with those wannabe “insurrectionists” who, on January 6th, 2021, invaded our Capitol to stop an election. The students are just hanging out on their own campus, practicing their First Amendment rights, protesting their universities’ investments of their tuition money in the War Machine.

And what an education they’re getting! The college presidents who have called the police on these peaceful student protesters – acting with brutal, militaristic aggression ranging from the horrific to the ridiculous – have just given their students a crash course in the workings of the Military-Industrial-Academic complex. Lesson 1: these presidents and their staffs work for the War Machine – not for the students they pretend to serve, and certainly not the faculty that they are willing to have shackled and tackled by cops just for expressing concern for their students. Talk about sick kinks!

You say you hope that “Israel finishes the job.” What “job” is that?  Eradicating Hamas? How? The main guys are in Qatar. Moreover, Hamas – whether or not you call it “Hamas” – is an idea, like “resistance,” not a lifeform you can kill.

Even if you could “finish” Hamas, that wouldn’t be enough to cool your raging self-hate; there’s also “Hezbollah and every Iranian-backed proxy.” Some Zionists call the student protestors “Iranian-backed proxies”… so that’s a big “job.”

Because let’s get real: The “job” you hope to “finish” is genocide, the ethnic cleansing of all Palestinians – and maybe Lebanese and Jordanians – from the River to the Sea. Because your settler-colonial self-hatred is fueled by greed; you want to steal the land, bulldoze the bodies, clear the rubble and rebuild Gaza into an Israeli Disneyland, as the religious fanatics sacrifice a “blemish-free red heifer,” and Zionist oil rigs suck up that offshore gas, and bulldozers carve out that Ben Gurion Canal, putting a capitalist gleam on America’s sacred military outpost in the Holy Land. Is that your dream? Your depraved nightmare brought to life by Palestinian death?

Who knows if you will pull it off in our increasingly dehumanized, dystopian world, but one thing I do know…

You won’t wash away the self-hate nor the blood on your hands, my dear Zionist Lady MacBeth.

Stop self-hating! Actually, it’s the month of self-love (May): Merry Masturbation Month! So, enjoy a little self-love, Ms. Aimee Hawkes.

Give yourself a hand. And stop stealing land. Masturbation Not Occupation!

Break the shackles of self-hating Zionism. Be Bonobo. Free Palestine! And love yourself.

Sincerely,
Susan Block, Ph.D.

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“If wars can be started by lies, peace can be started by the truth.”
Julian Assange

by Dr. Susan Block.

Now, more than ever, we need to “Make Kink Not War.”

Rattled by battles, wars and more wars, including the war on women, plus rising inequality, tyranny, misogyny, insanity, political criminality, sex-negativity, truth-relativity, hyper-religiosity, murder, mass murder, appalling apartheid, worsening climate chaos and the nuclear Doomsday Clock at 100 seconds to midnight… like so many other thinking, caring humans, I feel like I’m losing my marbles and my mind at the same time.

Consent is Key to Kink.

Thus, I’ve taken this little jingle as my light in the dark, my mantra against the madness and a bit of a gag (all puns intended) in the gloom:

Make Kink Not War!

It’s the fierce yet peaceable kinkster’s *battle cry*… but what does it mean in the real world—on the battlefield, in the bedroom, the boardroom, the classroom, the dungeon, the protest march or the play party?

Everyone’s heard “Make Love Not War,” that groovy nugget of Swinging ‘60s-70s gold that’s guided my life since I was a child accompanying my draft-age older brother to protests against the American War in Vietnam and the nukes at Three Mile Island. As I ogled the sexy, earthy hippie protesters, I fantasized about beautiful people “making love” so passionately, they would somehow stop the wars. Unfortunately, they didn’t. Though they did stop the draft (woohoo!), the wars got worse.

But “Make Kink Not War” (MKNW) could be an even better idea… especially now—and not just because “now” is October, which happens to be “Kink Month” aka Kinktober. Happy Kink Month 2022!

Why kink instead of love? Well, many people “make war” in the name of “love.” It might be love of country, religion, family, heritage, “democracy,” or just one person (see Helen of Troy) who may or may not be real (see Jesus). Unfortunately for humanity, love-sweet-love can ignite all manner of murder and mayhem.

Another famous saying explains why: “Love has no rules.” Though no one’s sure who said it first, everyone knows it’s true.

Kink, on the other hand, has lots of rules. Otherwise, it’s not kink; it’s abuse.

Get the “Make Kink Not War: Be BONOBO” T-Shirt!

A kink is a “twist,” as Thomas Jefferson, one of the first to use the term to describe a feeling as opposed to a bend in the bondage rope, opined. One rule of kink is that it must be between consenting-adults when practiced in real life.  SSC or “safe, sane and consensual” is the guiding imperative of kink and any kind of erotic power exchange. A step beyond SSC is RACK: Risk-Aware Consensual Kink.  

This may sound like alphabet soup or seem to lack spontaneity, but kink rules when it’s based on rules.

Since Jefferson’s sexual relationship with Sally Hemings—a real slave—was not consensual, that would be abuse, not kink. Even if her shackles were made of French perfume, her reality was that she couldn’t choose to leave or say no to Master Tom.

If your kink is just fantasy, I say anything goes. Go ahead and roleplay Master Tom and “slave sally,” or Mistress Interrogator and hapless prisoner, Antifa and MAGA mud-wrestling; nothing is taboo when it’s all just playing in the movie of your mind… at least until our corporate owners start implanting us with microchipped “thought police.” It’s coming.

DomCon LA Mistress Photo Gathering, Class of 2022. Photo: Unscene Abe

Meanwhile, just imagine… anything you like! Habitual fantasies of abuse might be a red flag, but even that’s *okay* if it’s only happening in your dreams. Sometimes your dreams are the only freedom you have.

However, if and when you transition from your impossible dreams into fragile, fleshy reality, there are many consenting-adult kink rules and protocols, and following them is part of the fun.

Making “love,” on the other hand—at least in the old-fashioned, PIV (penis-in-vagina) sense of the term—is a pretty risky matter, especially these days, with America morphing into a Christofascist Gilead out of The Handmaid’s Tale, overturning abortion rights and threatening to restrict contraception, in addition to various old and new STDs going around (monkeypox anyone?) like party-crashers at a masquerade.

Concurrently, with growing awareness, personal therapy, groups, workshops, practical tips and guidance available online, “making kink” is now safer—and maybe even more fun—than ever.

Kink can channel natural violent energy and erotic desire into mutually agreed-upon playtime activities for the sake of physical and mental expression and pleasure. You can even include a little consensual, carefully monitored pain; for kinksters, that can be the best part.

At the Met Gala of Latex with DomCon Board Member, Mistress Porcelain Midnight, in Head-to-Toe Latex. Photo: Unscene Abe

Does this sound like some strange unnatural perversion? Sorry to pop your neo-Puritanical bubble, but kink flows through nature, from the horny mountain goats to the FemDom hyenas to the pansexual dolphins frolicking kinkily in the sea. Humans are far from the only kinky—or even the kinkiest—creatures on the planet.

Indeed, our closest great ape cousins who share over 98% of our DNA, the female-empowered, male-nurturing, sex-positive bonobos, are very kinky in a Bonobo Sutra of ways. I call them the “Kinkiest Apes on Earth.” They’re also astoundingly peaceful and have never been seen killing each other in the wild or captivity. It’s amazing but as true as my stiletto heel is sharp: bonobos utilize various kinds of kink to make peace through pleasure… with a little pain.

Can we do it too?

I don’t know If we will (in time to save civilization), but I do believe that we can and—considering a cataclysmic WWIII is always hovering on the horizon—we ought to try.

Let’s give kink a chance! It might well save the world… or at least, improve your love life.

Who is that Masked Speaker? Photo: Carl Russell

It’s also the basis for my presentation, “Make Kink Not War: Be Bonobo,” Version 6.0 of The Bonobo Way at DomCon LA, now playing on a platform near you.

I love DomCon LA.

It’s one of my favorite “homes away from home,” or you could say, a BDSM-focused Bonoboville away from my Bonoboville.

With Satanatrix and Mistress Mia Darque. Photo: Jux Lii

I call DomCon “the MetGala of Latex” and “the Comic-Con of Kink.” All that lubed-up flash, flesh and studded fashion gives it eye-candy allure for the voyeur connoisseur… for sure!

But the heart and soul of DomCon are the Dommes, Doms, subbies, Tops, bottoms, fetishists, exhibitionists, Masters, Mistresses and kinksters of all kinds—plus a few kink-positive sex therapists like me—all of us coming together (sometimes literally) to share the love, the spanks, the ideas, the accessories, the rules, the protocols and the kink, always the kink.

It takes a village to create a DomCon, or maybe a school, and the Headmistress of that School of Hard Knocks and Impact Play is Mistress Cyan St. James, who happens to have given me my first consenting-adult birthday spanking in 2004, the same year she founded DomCon,“the World’s Premiere Lifestyle and Professional Domination Convention.”

With DomCon Founder & Director Mistress Cyan spanking Phoenix Dawn with our new Speakeasy Journal, “Splosh ‘n’ Art” edition. Photo: Unscene Abe

I didn’t get there until 2015 when the divine Goddess Soma and her then-BF, kinky lefty Fat Mike of NoFX, invited me over for a tour and a talk about my then-new book, The Bonobo Way, and its implications for kink and the FemDom lifestyle.

With that, a series was born, tailored for the largely Mistress-led DomCon, delivering an updated version of The Bonobo Way at DomCon LA in 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018 and 2019, getting more elaborate each year, even incorporating a kinky cast of characters we called the Bonoboville Commedia Erotica Players.

On the Red Carpet with two of the hottest Dommes of DomCon: Goddess Soma Snakeoil & Goddess Phoenix. Photo: Hugo Flores

In 2020, Mistress Cyan honored me as DomCon Mistress of Ceremonies. Alas, the Coronapocalypse kept us from getting together in person, so DomCon 2020 Virtual was a blast from my couch.

DomCon 2021 was held in person (and Mistress Cyan graciously invited me to MC again), but—my respiratory system being a veritable welcome wagon to congestive ailments, sending me to the emergency room with pneumonia five times in the past five years—I still wasn’t ready to mingle. Somehow I didn’t get and still don’t have Covid (as of this writing)—and I’d like to keep it that way.

When DomCon 2022 rolled around, with two vaccines and boosters, I felt ready to return. I almost didn’t make it when—after an erotic exotic Bonoboville Reunion with Vice TV!—I came down with pneumonia. Fortunately, I kicked that nasty intruder out of my lungs within a week and was good to #GoBonobos at DomCon

Mistress Cyan kindly offered me MC honors again, but to reduce the risks, I declined, determined to make this DomCon a quickie.

The old in-and-out, aka “the quickie,” may not be the greatest way to make love, but if you’re pushed for time or want to minimize human contact, it’s for the best. Besides, this was about making kink, not making love. And with the right timing, good kink can be as quick as a single, sharp, well-placed spank, the whisper of a naughty name or the swift kick of a stiletto heel.

We decided to further diminish risk by taking the motorhome rather than staying at the Hilton like usual. Eating in the restaurants and drinking at the hotel bar with all those laughing, chatting, maskless people crowded together just seemed like inviting Covid to an orgy in our lungs.

Bound for DomCon 2022 with Chico the Kinky Spitz-Pomeranian.

Besides, taking the RV meant Chico the Pomeranian-Spitz Power Pup could ride with us.

So, off we went with Miguel at the wheel, Ana riding shotgun and Capt’n Max captaining our FDR radio Ship of Fools for Love and Kink on Wheels.  

Adriana and “Sexiest Comedienne” SUZY award winner Alyssa Poteet (last seen on DrSuzy.Tv in our Self-Love September Impeachment Party 2019) were our DomCon Virgins. Don’t get excited; they’re virgins to DomCon, not sex. Mar and Unscene Abe drove in front and behind, making it a DomCon-Bound Bonoboville-on-Wheels Kinkster Karavan!

Considering how the Coronapocalypse had kept me captive for two years, this felt like a major jailbreak.

Unmasking is kinky, as is Anger Management, the Bonobo Way. Photo: Carl Russell.

We arrived just in time to register, find the lecture hall and catch our masked breath. This was good for the Quickie Plan, but disorienting for entering DomCon. Plus, there were many more protocols than usual (rules are great, but can be confusing when ambiguous), and attempts to communicate with muffled voices and darting eyes above crinkled masks were a bit of a challenge. People seemed warier than usual. Or maybe I was warier than usual. I didn’t run up to hug old acquaintances, nor did I hug them when they ran up to me, especially if they weren’t wearing a mask. This seemed sensible (and as it turned out, it was very sensible), but also meant less hugging, less physical affection, less connection and less fun.

It was great to connect with fellow kinksters at my talk, but even that had complications. Everybody seemed cool, kinky and very pro-bonobo, but not many wore masks. I swear I could almost see those little spiked Covid balls dancing around the leather and lace. Though these mostly maskless attendees seemed eager to learn the Bonobo Way, they weren’t my submissives, so I decided against commanding them to “Mask up or get out!”  I just kept my own mask on until I was ensconced in my bar chair, several feet from my audience, then tore it off, savoring the sensation of the air caressing my face like a lover I hadn’t been with for a while. Still, I felt far, far away.

Technical difficulties are the spice of life… Photo: Carl Russell

We also had a few technical glitches, never good for going bonobos or even just going with the flow. As we learn from the mythical suffering of Prometheus—the plucky Greek Titan who gave humans fire—technology is a great gift… and an equally great curse.

Despite the challenges, we powered through for the pleasure of all. Technology be damned; these kinksters came for the Bonobo Way, and I was bound to deliver it—bonobo female empowerment, male well-being, sharing resources and peace through pleasure in all kinds of weather—even Climate Changed weather—infused with this year’s theme, “Make Kink Not War,” which felt especially imperative then (and now).

Russian forces had just attacked Ukraine, with Shock & Awe, the likes of which the MSM (mainstream media) hasn’t shown us since the U.S. attacked Iraq. Sitting safely in our Hilton lecture hall, we were all still pretty shaken up by the atrocities of another war—a big one—that the U.S. didn’t even start (this time).

Being a sexologist, I mused about Putin’s legendary long Covid-era meeting table (at the time) compensating for his shortcomings below the belt, literally distancing him from his fellow humans and his own humanity. Of course, that happens to all leaders who become dictators… but there seems to be something especially, disturbingly shady about Vlady.

Maybe it’s the KGB in him. In Vladimir Putin, the U.S. “War Machine” has an enemy even Hollywood couldn’t create; he’s so easy to hate. Putin’s brutalities make it a little more challenging to “be bonobo” and advocate for peace, to say the least. Of course, nobody said this would be easy, and it’s likely to get worse. But peace is the way, the Bonobo Way.

“Make Kink Not War: Be BONOBO” DomCon LA 2022. Main photo: Carl Russell. Bonobo photo: Vanessa Woods at Lola ya Bonobo. Bonobo Drawing: Helane.

This is why, even though I loathe Putin’s Russo-fascist war crimes (what’s to like?), the Bonobo Way is to make peace somehow, so I try not to demonize him as “pure evil” or “inhuman” (I don’t even call tRump those names), like some of his other critics.

Unfortunately, the little dick-tator is all too human—just another numb, dumb, disturbed, desensitized member of our species with way too much power… and too much gas (pun intended).

On the other side, NATO is no bonobo organization. Quite the contrary, NATO’s purpose is war and, unfortunately for humanity, Putin’s inexcusable aggression has given NATO greater purpose than ever.

It could work! In war, surrender means defeat, but in kink, surrender can be sweet, especially to a power freak like Putin.

I’m only half-kidding when I say that the right Domme could do the job—that is, use her kinky wiles to persuade Putin to make peace… though I don’t think NATO would let her.

As I write this four months after DomCon, other wars have taken the headlines, from America’s Christofascist Supreme Court’s war on women, police wars on protesters, and a Civil War (or something crazier) brewing between “Left” and “Right,” as individual mass-shooters declare war on their communities for revenge, fear, racism, sexual frustration or a moment of ill-begotten fame.

Between Putin’s aggressions and NATO’s expansions, the war in Ukraine rages on—as does the Saudi war on Yemen, Israel’s war on Palestine, colonial wars on indigenous peoples, the wealthy’s war on the poor, the Capitalocene Megamachine’s war on the Earth, and many other wars around the world—making the arms dealers and oil barons rich and everyone else broke, afraid, sick or dead.

Meanwhile, the MSM covers war like a wrestling match, mass murder like a video game and sex like the work of the Devil.

Actually, the “Devil” (recently voiced by Danny DeVito and denounced by Louisiana Congressman Mike Johnson) isn’t such a bad fellow, being a Christianization of the Greek God Pan, Lord of the Wild and a rather kinky creature. Pan also lends his name to Pan Paniscus, the Latin classification for bonobos.

Getting Kinksters “Lei’ed” at DomCon LA 2022. Photo: Carl Russell

Which brings me back to The Bonobo Way at DomCon LA 2022, which may not be my *best* in the series, without my sensational Bonoboville Commedia Erotica Players, signature OTK (Over-the-Knee) Bonobo Way book-spankings nor hugs for my audience when they asked good questions. Though I did fling green garlands around their necks (from two yards away) proclaiming, “You got lei’ed… at DomCon LA!”

Well, it was good enough. Actually, it was a lot better than “good enough.” Sometimes I swear I whip myself harder than any Mistress or Master would.

But really, the important thing was just to be there, even for just a quickie, and to deliver “Make Kink Not War.” Not that most DomCon attendees are war criminals, warmongers or even pro-war, although quite a few are veterans of America’s wars.

Most (though not all) DomCon folks are out of the closet and know what’s good, and mass-killing at home or abroad—with or without the badge, stripes or kinky medals—is demonstrably not good.

However, there are a lot of closeted kinksters currently working in all branches of government and the military, on police forces, in sheriff’s departments, in conservative billionaire-funded think tanks, in bigoted enclaves, even in the anti-abortion groups that are making war on women and LGBTQ people. Hopefully, some will realize (as a closeted Chelsea Manning did in 2010) that this military juggernaut is growing and will continue to grow—domestically and internationally—even as it slides towards tyranny, consuming us all, destroying life on Earth—unless we stop it, or at least slow it down.

Kinksters in the Military and in the Militias: Lay down your arms! Pick up a sex toy. Expose the War Machine in whatever way you can. Make kink, not war.

I’m only half-kidding when I say maybe kink can liberate us from the War Machine, the first and worst tyranny of the MegaMachine. So far, nothing else has.

The U.S. War Machine, aka the “Defense” industry, with a bigger budget than the next 10 countries combined, is getting slicker, trickier and more effective at making its case for war, war and more war—even as it LOSES war after war, only to brazenly demand money and support to fight more wars.

Some call it “Forever War,” but I think that sounds too romantic. I call it Perma-War, like Perma-Press, only instead of pants that don’t crease, it’s wars that won’t end.

Perma press stays wrinkle-free thanks to isocyanates and other toxic chemicals, but the chemicals of war are far more lethal. Not only does war kill countless millions and damage our fragile ecosystem; it also does irreparable harm to our collective human spirit. 

Bonobos share food and sex to make kink, not war. Photo: Carl Russell

As another great old 1960s saying goes, “War is not healthy for children or other living things”… and that was before we learned that the U.S. military is the worst polluter and contributor to global warming on the planet.

War is not only unhealthy and the opposite of the Bonobo Way; it’s not even the Human Way. More and more archeological evidence is showing us that warfare is not an innate human trait (though violence is), but a function of private property ownership, agriculture and so-called civilization. For over 100,000 years, humans with bodies and brains like ours lived without war. Can we do it again? Can we make peace through pleasure or are we hell-bent on burning the Pale Blue Dot to ash?

The erotophobic Victorians called masturbation “self-pollution,” but unless you toss your tissues out the window, it actually pollutes very little. Indeed, a little self-pleasure is the ultimate in clean energy, releasing feel-good hormones. Same with kink.  Both are rewarding, renewable human resources.

DomCon Kinksters. Photo: Carl Russell

Most kinky pleasures—with a little consenting-adult pain—can be shared with no serious harm to anyone or anything on or in Mother Earth (unless your kink is ammosexual roulette or joining the Mile High Club). War always causes serious harm and has a tendency to destroy everything in its path.

But never fear, the Bonobo Way is here! The bonobos, our closest genetic great ape cousins, show us the way out of war and into kink and mutual goodness.

As far as humans go, there are almost as many different kinks as there are stars in the sky, but a lot of them fit under the Big Tent of BDSM, which breaks down to consenting-adult Bondage & Discipline (B&D), Dominance & Submission (D/s) and Sadomasochism (SM).

If you want to engage in BDSM play, I recommend you study this ancient, somewhat esoteric practice, preferably with an experienced BDSM practitioner, then start light and gradually ease into more intense activity. Share ideas and techniques with fellow kinksters on the “Make Kink Not War” path. Take classes at DomCom!

When responsibly handled, BDSM can be a great bonoboësque channel for erotic power exchange, a way to express potentially violent passions without hurting anyone, including yourself. It can involve sexual psychodrama, safely and imaginatively releasing aggressive forces that fester in our subconscious, so they don’t explode into real-world destructive behavior.

Make Kinky Masked War Cosplay, Not Real War! Photo: Carl Russell

In our modern militaristic, ammosexual culture, it’s no surprise that many of us have violent fantasies and desires. Of course, acting on these fantasies nonconsensually would be unethical, criminal and profoundly heinous. So… what to do about them?

Complete suppression is usually the only solution on the table, even though it has long been proven to be ineffective and, for many, impossible.

BDSM is certainly no panacea, and kinksters can be abusers like any other humans. However, the conscientious practice of SSC and RACK BDSM can effectively channel these feelings, even sometimes helping to heal trauma. Studies have yet to be done on this subject, but based on my three decades as a sex therapist, relationship counselor and kinkster, I’ve personally seen that, yes, kink can be that healing.

Of course, it’s not just about healing ourselves; we desperately need to heal this earth we’ve harmed and continue to harm. Many endangered species need our help, including our kinky kissing cousins who show us the way to peace through sharing pleasure and resources. Save the bonobos—and they will help us save ourselves! Please support Lola ya Bonobo and the Bonobo Conservation Initiative for a kinkier, friendlier, more peaceful and sustainable world.

After the presentation, we made our way to the great gathering of the Dommes—and a few Doms—for the traditional DomCon LA Mistress Photo, Class of 2022.

As always, it was held on the Hilton’s mezzanine patio surrounded by kinky corporate structures of silver, black and grey glass and cold steel glittering in the setting Spring sunlight.

DomCon 2022 Mistress Gathering: The Ends. Photo: Jux Lii

It was lovely to be outdoors and great to connect with certain special people I hadn’t seen in forever, like Madame Margherite, Goddess Phoenix, Mistress Porcelain, Goddess Severa, Goddess Serenity Smith, Goddess Nicolette, Lady Victoria, Mistress Mia Darque and Alice in Bondageland.

Everyone looked more gorgeous than ever!

Mistress Photos: Jux Lii & Unscene Abe

I didn’t have time to meet many new people, but DomCon Mistress of Ceremonies Queen Layla stood out for her striking beauty, power and personable friendliness.

“LOVE Queen Layla” commands her twitter account, and I do love this queen.

Yes, I LOVE Queen Layla. Photo: Carl Russell

Unfortunately, I didn’t see my beloved Goddess Soma nor Mistress Tara of Dominatrixes Against Donald Trump (D.A.D.) and, though I glimpsed Mistress Cyan during the Mistress Photo, before I could say hi, she was gone. Normally that would be no biggie as I’d run into them in an hour or two at another event, but this year, we had to go.

That’s the downside of a quickie. You miss a lot.

I popped into the DomCon Marketplace, where I used to love to wander, but it felt too stuffy (Covid-y?) and somewhat unwelcoming, so I didn’t stay long.

Cinderella left the Ball in a carriage made from a pumpkin, and we left DomCon in an RV… or tried to, but apparently the battery turned into a pumpkin… a hidden pumpkin.

Capt’n Max at the wheel.

Max tells the whole torrid tale on F.D.R., but did you know that RV batteries are sometimes under the stairs? We didn’t, and more alarmingly, neither did the mechanic that the insurance company sent over. Then the receptionist told us we’d have to wait until morning before a specialist could come by. “At least, you’re in a motorhome,” she said, vainly attempting to console us as she prepared to abandon us, “You have a roof.” Well, yes, that was true, and many are homeless on the streets of LA, and others are getting bombed in Ukraine and Yemen, but meanwhile, my butt was puckering from spending 12 hours in a tight latex skirt, and what were we paying RV insurance for if their mechanic couldn’t even find the battery?

Fortunately, we had the sense to give up on the inept insurance company and call good old AAA which sent over a mechanic who had a feel for motorhomes like I have for vibrators, and we were soon on our way back to Bonoboville.

Even factoring in the motorhome mishap, it was fortunate that we made our DomCon 2022 trip a “quickie.”

Why? Because we didn’t catch Covid, and apparently, a lot of people who attended DomCon 2022 did. We may be “done” with Covid, but it’s not quite done with us.

Thank Goddess most of my kinky friends are vaccinated and boosted, so none have come down with a bad case. Still, many got sick, so I’m glad we made it a quickie this year, avoiding this latest, extremely contagious Omicron variant.

Covid and Covid-avoidance definitely cramps one’s kinky style. Hopefully, we’ll get into the more intensive, extended, fetish fun at future DomCons.

In the meantime, the MKNW seed has been planted in the great, swirling, sparkly, lubed-up and lusty DomCon-o-sphere and, now on Youtube, IG and Facebook, it can wind its way into the closeted kinky ears of government, think tank and military personnel, as well as poor lonely misguided ammosexuals everywhere.

Lay Down Your Arms!

MKNW (Make Kink Not War).

And Happy Kink Month 2022!

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© October 1,  2022 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 626-461-5950.

Need to talk? Sext? Webcam? Do it here. Have you watched the show? No? Feel the sex. Don’t miss the Forbidden Photographs—Hot Stuff, look at them closely here. Join our private social media Society. Join us live in studio 😊. Go shopping. Gift shop or The Market Place. DrSusanBlock.tv, real sex TV at your toe tips. Sex Clips Anyone? FASHION, we have fashion! We also have politics. Politics? Have you Read the book? No? How about the Speakeasy Journal? Click here. Ok, how about some free sex advice?

by Dr. Susan Block.

We knew it was coming (so to speak), thanks to Sam Alito’s leaky dick—I mean, draft. Still, when the Supreme Guillotine came crashing down, it hurt like a Constitutional Cliterectomy—which is what it is.  

On Friday, June 24, 2022, a Judicial Coup led by a Gang of Five radical, religious, right-wing Supreme Court Injustices hit “delete” on the reproductive rights of millions, directly thwarting the will of the majority of Americans, endangering women’s and other pregnant people’s lives, setting the stage for further degradations, and just generally pooping on our party (what’s left of it).

Read “Forced Breeding” on Counterpunch

With their masks off and evil clown grins on display, the Gang of Five and their Judicial Coup are part of the rolling Trumpublican takeover, aka “Coup Anon.” Elements include: racist voting restrictions and gerrymandering, installing tRump-compliant election officials, harassing nonbelievers of the Big Lie, beefing up military-style policing (especially of leftist protests) and demanding zero gun control.

The colorful Coup Anon centerpiece is the Christofascist cosplay Insurrection, tRump‘s 1/6 raging Rape of the Capitol, now the focus of a Congressional show trial revealing some of the criminal machinations behind this mad carnivalesque prelude to Friday’s Supreme misruling that has given the thumbs-up for forced breeding in the bleeding Red States.

It’s all connected like a conspiracy or a fever dream, and it’s all happening faster than we can shout “U-S-A,” from the top (SCOTUS) on down to the bottom (Proud Boys, MAGAts, etc.). And this hurts all of our bottoms… nonconsensually, to say the least.

As a prelude to turning Big Roe into *just a ‘ho*… on Thursday, the sadistic Supremes struck down New York gun laws, triggering a little Wild West into the Big Apple; so, if anything happens (or doesn’t) on the subway, now we can all pull out our guns and shoot each other. That same day, they also hit “delete” on our previously precious Miranda rights (which if you’ve ever been arrested, you know come in handy), making it even easier to cuck the Constitution and convict innocent lawyer-less suspects based on coerced confessions.

Then on Friday, they did the heavy lifting, completing their vile hat trick, wiping out a woman’s right to choose an abortion, a right enshrined in the Constitution for 50 years, and giving individual states the power to make pregnant people into breeding slaves.

Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, though we just celebrated Juneteenth and the freeing of the slaves, slavery is back. Forced breeding is rebranding (read JoAnn Wypejewski’s “Long Hand of Slave Breeding Redux”), as America metamorphoses into a neo-Puritanical Gilead (see The Handmaid’s Tale) with no Miranda rights, but lots of guns, dead women and poor, screaming, unwanted babies. You’d think they were trying to instigate a new American Civil War…

It’s equal parts awful and absurd. Even the Russians are laughing at us. Abort this court!

So, how the hell did it happen? Let’s start with the obvious. It’s no coincidence that three of these five radical right-wing SCOTUS Gang leaders were chosen by (or for) the Trumpus. Back in the 1970s, 80s, 90s and early 2000s (when he could get it up), tRump enthusiastically supported abortion and pro-choice candidates; Stormy Daniels’ recollection of his refusal to wear a condom, even on the first date, gives us some idea why. Then the Chosen One got religion when he realized being anti-abortion would seduce the rich and powerful Religious Right, giving birth to his shoulda-been-aborted Presidential aspirations.

All three—Neil Gorsuch, Brett Kavanaugh and Amy Coney Barrett—were forced through contentious Senate confirmation hearings, each unjust in its own way, like three illegitimate forced births.

Then, shortly after shamelessly mumbo-jumbling their views of Roe v Wade as “precedent,” “settled law” or whatever gibberish they used to hide their true feelings (which everyone but Susan Collins could see through), all three joined the SCOTUS Gang of 5 to murder abortion rights. The other two hitmen, Clarence Thomas (another forced-birth confirmation) and Samuel Alito, Jr., were nominated by George H.W. Bush and George W. Bush, Jr., respectively. In Alexander Cockburn’s and Jeffrey St. Clair’s Holy Alito, we learn that Sammy’s “90-year old mother Rose snapped at reporters the day Bush nominated him, ‘Of course he’s against abortion.'” Out of the mouths of nonagenerians…

The mysterious, equivocating sixth member of the Gang of 5 would be Chief Justice John Roberts, who voted to uphold the Mississippi anti-abortion law but not to overturn Roe V. Wade, claiming to desire a “more measured course” to stripping Americans of reproductive rights (because he’s “a man with a slooow hand”). But that quick and ruthless Gang of Five just overwhelmed poor Chief Johnny’s resistance in what appears to have been a black-robed judicial gangbang.

Speaking of which, two gangbangers, Thomas and Kavanaugh, have been charged with sexual harassment and attempted rape respectively. Let that sink in: Two men credibly accused of sexual abuse during their Supreme Court confirmation hearings have just sexually abused the entire country.

Thomas’ wife Ginni Thomas was (is?) one of the more enthusiastic ringleaders of Coup Anon. To be fair, with such a rightwing activist wife, Thomas should recuse himself from everything. However, this bitter man who has confessed that his deepest desire is to make liberals “miserable,” is far too busy taking revenge on those of us who believed Anita Hill to even consider being “fair.”

The one woman in the Gang of Five, Amy Coney Barrett, was raised in “People of Praise,” a Church more draconian than the Vatican and more cultish than Heaven’s Gate with Gorean notes, where she served (wait for it) as a “Handmaid.”

Yes, it’s a slightly different kind of handmaid from the The Handmaid’s Tale, but these black-robed fundamentalists are now our American Taliban overlords and ladies overseeing our bodily functions. Less than a year ago, in Sept 2021, we were talking about the Texas Taliban, laughing off those crazy Texans. Now we find ourselves ruled by the Supreme Taliban, the Republican Brain on steroids… with a horse dewormer chaser.

Speaking of bodily functions, if American fascism were a body, the Trumpublican party would be its fleshy face, the Proud Boys its ass, and the police are the dicks on the beat, shrinking in their pants, too scared to save a school full of kids from a mass shooter, but horny and ready to use their big phallic batons and guns to beat defenseless protestors and shoot unarmed citizens.

The body politic collapses with the spineless Democrats who didn’t have the cajones to codify Roe v Wade when they had majorities in both Houses of Congress and Obama was president. Sure, Barack tweeted his chagrin over losing Roe v Wade, but he didn’t codify it when he could have. He saved the banks instead. Well, his daughters won’t suffer.

The rich will be fine (for a while) without Roe v. Wade. Aside from a few affluent red-state girls whose parents will use the new anti-abortion laws to force grandbabies out of their reluctant uteruses, the poor will be the victims of “forced breeding,” compelled to bear children too broke not to serve in American military branches, factories, jails, schools, and dangerous, “essential,” custodial, low-income jobs that the wealthy would never take.

Talk about “forced labor.” The double meaning is double trouble. Though consenting adult sex work is not sex trafficking (delete SESTA/FOSTA!), if anything fits the definition of “trafficking,” it’s forcing someone to stay pregnant and give birth against their will.

Forced breeding is a sexual fetish (some of my sex therapy clients are into it, though just in fantasy… I hope!). However it was also a very serious, horrific, real-world component to ensuring the indefinite viability of institutionalized, home-grown slavery in, *coincidentally,* many of the same states in the South now salivating over criminalizing abortion.

The capitalist strategy is a lot more harmful than the sexual fetish (though the kinky fantasy is informed by the historic reality) and, with a little imagination, this ruling could turn it into an everyday part of the modern neo-Puritanical marketplace. Could online adoption auctions for the rich and childless be next?

While the GOP is going for blood, the disappointing Dems appear to be more concerned with providing security for these Supreme Injustices than codifying our reproductive rights. I’m sure some are sincerely disturbed by this ruling, but in general, they seem to just want to use it to fundraise and make us vote for them. So, I’m supposed to stay in a house with a passive-aggressive ass because that house is surrounded by rabid AR-15-toting elephants?

Okay, okay, I’m not crazy enough (yet) to walk into a hail of honking bullets or vote Repugnican, so I will vote for the ass, not the elephant, being a Lesser-of-Two Evils gal.

But the evil is mounting daily, and I’m started to wonder if “Lesser Evil” is really just slightly slower evil. As of this writing, these Dems haven’t even charged the Trumpus for Coup Anon, leaving it open for him to run again. Do they want that… again? It ain’t over yet, so I still have hope to see the Orange One in an orange jumpsuit, though let the loser have his Miranda rights.

Third to blame (after the Toxic Duopoly) for this mess is us, the American people, because the buck stops here, even if we don’t have a buck to our name with the top 1% constantly stealing our money. Still, it’s our country—sort of… So, it looks like our Bonobo Summer of Love will have to be a summer of protest. Out in the street, Brothers and Sisters! Speak out against this horrific Judicial Coup that is sure to result in more murders of pregnant women by can’t-handle-it boyfriends, in addition to the deaths by suicide and botched, illegal abortions.

We should also fight for our Right to Party. Seriously, we have human animal needs to experience healing, consensual, peacemaking pleasure together.

It’s the 1970s all over again! Or is it? There are a few differences… like, where are all the dudes? Women and other marginalized pregnant people’s lives are on the line. Will straight men, our husbands, lovers, fathers and brothers, support us through the long haul it’s looking to be? Some are, and kudos to them! But look at how many aren’t… where are all the straight men who love women?

Tons of men—straight men—supported Roe v Wade, starting with the male Supreme Court Justices that made the ruling, along with their mostly male clerks, right on down to the dudes in the streets, the bars and the bedrooms. Why? One of the reasons that straight men supported a woman’s right to choose in the early 1970s was that it was the Sexual Revolution. They were getting laid. You could say they had skin in the game.

And now they don’t. In fact, it’s the opposite. To a great extent, straight men are not getting laid (for various reasons, some good and some really bad), and even if they are, it’s not usually with—to steal a word from the rainbow community—pride.  All of us like to take pride in our sexuality, even privileged straight dudes, but between anti-sex religion on the Right and #MeToo political correctness on the Left, it’s tough.  You may not think they have anything to complain about, and they don’t necessarily complain out loud (unless they’re hiding behind a Twitter handle or doing a podcast), but on the Right, you find rage and violent aggression against women and the marginalized; on the Left, apathy and despair.

The Sexual Revolution of the 1960s and 70s was inclusive, or tried to be—straight, gay, bi, group, trans, kink. Not everyone liked it, and it was wildly imperfect, but its ideas and many of its practices were very bonoboësque. There were some US Air Force swingers and gay U.S. Marines, but most out-of-the-closet sex revolutionaries of that time were against the Vietnam war and war in general. “Make Love Not War” was the rallying cry of the Sexual Revolution, and rally we did, around sex, love, swinging, stopping the war(s) and around abortion rights.

After all, a big part of “making love” was and is focused on recreation, not procreation, as well as good relation-ship(s). The rights to legal contraception and abortion were championed by the Women’s Movement (as everybody knows), but they were also integral to the Sexual Revolution… as many people are too embarrassed or erotophobic to admit.

Too often, especially lately, abortion rights have been framed as a “women’s issue” or about “women’s health.” However, most human pregnancies involve or at least involved a straight man. Maybe we should be getting these dudes on board with abortion rights for all, because it really is for all of us.

Straight men enjoyed the Sexual Revolution of the 1970s, and even if they didn’t participate, they could hope and vote accordingly. Thus, many young, old and middle-aged dudes who identified as straight, including many not-so-feminist men, actively supported contraception and abortion rights. Call them shallow, selfish horn-dogs, if you like, and you wouldn’t be wrong, but a lot of support for Roe vs. Wade in the bedroom, the boardroom and the courtroom came from the Sexual Revolution.

Unfortunately, right now, we do not have a Sexual Revolution. Quite the opposite. What we have is an Ammosexual Incel Revolution. Let’s call it a revolt, because it’s quite revolting, with the Sadistic Supremes at the top and the sexually frustrated misogynists in their parents’ basements, along with the predatory Proud Boys on the street, at the bottom.

Those men who are currently crowing, “Don’t have sex if you don’t want to get pregnant!” are the same incels who cry in their forums that women reject them sexually. Every so often (way too often), they grab an AR-15 and massacre innocents in a final deadly ejaculation. Or maybe they just joke about it, encouraging others to do the deadly deeds. It’s the Revenge of the Nerds, the awkward guys who, more than most, really need sex education (something else the Religious Right would like to delete) and, unlike Marky Z, Jeffy B and Elona Musky, they don’t have enough money to hide behind.

Sanctimonious voices on the Right and Left shame straight single guys who have trouble dating, and heaven forbid they engage in healing, consensual sex with a sex worker, or they’ll be labelled a “loser” or accused of engaging in “sex trafficking.” Viable erotic alternatives are rarely discussed, let alone provided. No wonder so many men are, or just feel like, incels.

The technical definition of “incel” is an “involuntary celibate,” and for a variety of reasons, their numbers are growing.  I’m also starting to see the word used to describe men—like Alito—who may have a wife and kids, but seem to despise women who enjoy sex for pleasure or erotic power. I’m embarrassed to admit that Incel Alito attended my Alma Mater for Law School. Mother Yale really should have aborted this one.

Tellingly, while a Princeton undergrad, young Samuel joined the Concerned Alumni of Princeton, which was formed in October 1972 at least in part to oppose Princeton admitting women. He may not be a technical incel, but Alito could be the black-robed spokesman for an incel cologne; call it “MISOGYNY,” the scent of rejection.

Some incels say they are so furious that they *can’t* have the women they desire (and the married ones fear being cuckolded), that they want these women to suffer and be demeaned, “brought down a peg.”  So, of course, they are attracted to the idea of “forced breeding,” in fantasy and now reality. Forced breeding is inherently anti-sex; the coerced pregnancy is *punishment* for making love, not war.

All five Injustices (and Slow-Hand Roberts makes 5 ½ ) are far more anti-sex than “pro-life,” a well-paid gang of religious fundamentalist, partisan hacks on a mission to hack off our pleasure in a judicial cliterectomy and make us into breeding slaves, all while lining the pockets of their corporate benefactors and throwing red meat to their hungry, horny (and sexually frustrated) base, now celebrating sadistically as they deprive not only women, but all Americans of erotic power, sexual pleasure and general peace of mind.

This is the opposite of what I call The Bonobo Way of Peace through Pleasure.

The bonobos, our close great ape cousins, show us how important sex for pleasure is for the mental and physical health and well-being of great apes like us, as individuals and as a community. Bonobos are also known for female empowerment, solidarity and the power of sisterhood (even though most female bonobos in any given tribe aren’t blood-sisters). The #MeToo movement could learn something from bonobo communities where rape is rare and sexual harassment swiftly stopped.

The other, equally important side to bonobo female empowerment is male well-being. If the bonobo males aren’t being taken care of—given love, nurturance and some access to sex (whether with females or other males)—the whole beautiful female-empowering structure falls apart.

Same with humans, I guess. We see it happening now, in real time.  On the Right, we see the guys—and their subservient-to-the-patriarchy women—playing hardball with anti-female laws, threats, guns, physical abuse, contempt for our consent, and now this, loss of our fundamental power over our own bodies, or to be very sexually specific, all fertile, child-bearing bodies. As for the frustrated straight males on the Left, most are, sad to say, not fighting back much at all.

Though some are fighting back, and they should be acknowledged. #GoBonobos for U.S. Chief Justice Stephen Breyer! Of course, he’s now retiring, but at least he’s doing it with a Dem in the White House. Bexar County, Texas Sheriff Javier Salazar says he will not “persecute” women who get abortions. Harry Styles is giving pro-Abortion Rights concerts. And there are many more. Somebody give these men a hug.

Instead, driven by nightmares of unwanted babies, some Gen Z women say they’re now swearing off sex with men altogether. This is very understandable, though LGBTQ rights could be on the Supreme Court Injustices’ chopping block next. Moreover, this is exactly what the anti-abortion set wants young people to do: “Abstinence only” is the Religious Right’s control rod, enabling them to morally beat their base into submission. Meanwhile, beneath the surface, it adds fuel to the fiery fury of the Ammosexual Incel Revolt.

On a more realistic and exciting note, many young people and a few elders are sharing tips (don’t use a period tracker app!) and organizing “underground railroads” for people in red states who need abortions. If these ammosexual incels in power are going to treat us like slaves and criminals in service of their corporate overlords and capitalist owners, we should learn from Harriet Tubman and the courageous slaves of history how to make that underground railroad roll through tunnels of love into freedom.

Twenty-nine year old Adriana calls in to talk about the ruling and how important abortion rights are to her and so many in her generation, though she also has friends and family on the other side of this great American divide. Having been born to a teen mom who considered abortion, she’s intimately aware of the difficulties inherent in those families that “choose life,” but can barely afford it. She also gives us some tips for pregnant people considering their options to avoid the long arm of abortion “trigger” laws, now in place in some unfortunate states, such as delete your period-charting apps and don’t google “Abortions Near Me.”

Driven by nightmares of unwanted babies, some Gen Z women say they’re now swearing off sex with men altogether, though “going lesbian” gals might consider that LGBTQ rights could be on the Supreme Court Injustices’ chopping block next. In any case, this is exactly what the religious right wants young people to do: Have no sex. It is already adding fuel to the fiery Ammosexual Incel Revolt.

Don Pascal, aka Polybi, whom we’ve known for decades, also calls in and talk about the importance—and the pain—of voting for the “lesser of two evils”… in these times when one side might be consistently disappointing, but the other is dangerously destructive.

Incel Alito interprets the Constitution like a fundamentalist interprets the Bible. But if these Bible thumpers actually read the Bible instead of just thumping us over the head with it, they’d see that it says life begins at “breath,” not conception and not a heartbeat.

B’reishit, “in the beginning,” God “breathed” life into the world. God is said to have formed Adam, the first human, from the dust of the earth, but Adam was like a clay sculpture, not yet alive. Then God blew into Adam’s nostrils the breath of life, and at that point, Adam began breathing on his own and became a living being.

According to the Bible, an unborn fetus is not considered a person until it has been born. The fetus is regarded as part of the mother until it separates from her body during childbirth. Exodus 21:22-23 concerns a case in which two men are fighting and one injures a pregnant woman causing her to miscarry. The culprit must pay for her miscarriage like property damage, but it is not a murder where he must pay with his life. In Numbers 5:12-31, the Bible recommends that if a husband suspects his wife is cheating on him, he take her to the priest who makes her drink bitter water that causes her to miscarry. Sounds like a Biblical abortion to me!

Not that religion should dictate our civil laws. Which reminds me: Abortion rights should not fall under “privacy.”  In our current high surveillance society, there is virtually no privacy anyway. Abortion rights should be based on “freedom of religion.”

Most anti-abortion activists, including those Supreme Injustices, are ultra-religious. Theoretically, this shouldn’t matter, but it does… a lot.

If your religion says abortion is murder, don’t get an abortion.  My religion says a microscopic group of cells is not yet a person and should not have more rights than an actual woman, or really any “rights” at all. I’m not saying I’m correct, or that strict Catholicism or Evangelism is incorrect. I’m asking: Isn’t there supposed to be a separation of Church and State? America isn’t Gilead… yet. Though ammosexual heartthrob Lauren Boebert has proclaimed that it is.

In closing, here’s a little confession from your Mother Confessor. I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again. I have had an abortion. My story isn’t as dramatic as so many out there, but it does show you can think you’re being responsible, and still get knocked up. I was having sex with a man who had a vasectomy and, unbeknownst to us, the vasectomy broke. I found out when I was less than 6 weeks along, so it was an embryo, not a fetus, and I honestly didn’t think of this clump of molecules as a human being at all—not then or now—not any more than my appendix is a human being. Fortunately, the guy agreed. My pregnancy was a mistake that would benefit no one, and my abortion corrected that mistake, harming no one. Not that I am any kind of poster child for abortion, especially nowadays. My life wasn’t at stake. I was well over 18. I wasn’t raped. I wasn’t working on my medical degree to become a life-saving oncologist. I didn’t have other children to raise. I was pretty sure I wanted to be child-free for life. I didn’t hate the guy. I just didn’t want to have his baby or any baby, and I knew I had that right, and that was enough.

And now it’s not. Suddenly, for many Americans, it’s not at all.

So, let’s protest, object, vote, abort the court (impeach these injustices!), practice the Bonobo Way of female empowerment and male well-being, and help grease the tracks of that new Underground Railroad for the refugees of forced breeding in America.

Read “Forced Breeding” on Counterpunch

MAX 
By the way, nice sex! This is FDR radio and we’re happy to be in your house, unlike some people in the world. Anyway, my dear friend, co-partner and sex mate, my beautiful wife, Dr. Susan Block. Here she is…

Dr. SUZY 
Hello Capt’n Max, our Captain of the Ship of Fools for Love, riding that Love Train, F.D.R., which stands for Franklin Delano Roosevelt, our 32nd president, and also “Fuck Da Rich,” and we are riding along, and yes, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, IT has finally happened. We knew it was coming, thanks to Sam Alito’s leaky dick—I mean, draft. But still, it shocks and shakes the heart and the soul to watch this Supreme Guillotine come down on women and other pregnant people (I say that because, of course, trans men can get pregnant). And in a sort of judicial coup that directly thwarts the will of the people, the great majority of the American people, 5 radical right wing Supreme Court justices, just hit delete and stole away our right to choose. And let’s call them Injustices, what do you say? 

MAX 
Sure, sure. 

Dr. SUZY 
And let’s recognize that this judicial coup is part of the rolling Trumpublican coup. 

MAX 
Yeah, sure. 

Dr. SUZY 
Coup Anon.

MAX
Yeah, that’s basically what it is. 

Dr. SUZY 
It includes the racist voting restrictions, the harassment of election officials, the military style policing, especially of leftist protests, the guns, guns, guns for all, and of course the January 6th cosplay insurrection now on show trial, where 800 MAGATs have been charged, but not the ringleader, the Trumpus, the Coup Anon Generalissimo.

MAX 
What was his name? 

Dr. SUZY 
The former guy. But really, what we need to realize is that this clown riot, this violent carnival of MAGAts, was just a prelude to what is happening all around us right now, faster than we can say, American fascism, both from the bottom—like the Proud Boys, Oath Keepers and the kooky Qanon’ers—right on up to the top— the Supremes—and back down again to us. And oh, those sadistic Supremes, they have been busy, busy, busy. On Thursday, they struck down gun laws in New York, so if something happens on the subway or if something doesn’t happen, and either way now we can all pull out our guns and shoot each other, so say The Supremes. And that same Thursday they also hit delete on our precious Miranda rights.  And if you’ve ever been arrested, you know you need those, and you’re not always granted those, but you’re supposed to be. You remember Miranda rights, Capt’n Max?

MAX 
Oh yes, I certainly do. 

Dr. SUZY 
Well, now they’re gone. And they were important. Without them, it makes it much easier to convict innocent people.  When you can coerce them into a confession without a lawyer present and you don’t, as they say, read them their Miranda rights, you’re in violation, or you were, because now you really don’t have to, as a cop, you’re not legally bound by Miranda.

And then Friday was the big day. That’s when they did the heavy lifting, overturning a woman’s right to choose an abortion, which has been enshrined in the Constitution for 50 years, giving the states the right to turn any pregnant person into a breeding slave. That’s right, brothers and sisters, a breeding slave. We just celebrated Juneteenth and the freeing of the slaves. But slavery is back in America.

MAX 
I mean that stuff sounds like forced breeding to me. 

Dr. SUZY 
Yes, forced breeding is another way to put it. 

MAX 
You’ve now become a cow. 

Dr. SUZY 
Yes, you are a breeding slave.  You are being forced to breed. 

MAX 
You’re all set now, yeah. 

Dr. SUZY 
Forced breeding. I think, our friend Joann Wypijewski put it that way, and others have to. Forced breeding. It’s being put in similar terms all over America, because it is a reality. The Handmaid’s Tale is coming true, as this nation we call America, which was once a land of nature and freedom, that the. 

Natives called Turtle Island, is now turning into Gilead. If you know The Handmaid’s tale, you know what I mean. A Gilead with guns and no Miranda rights and lots of poor screaming unwanted babies. Also, adults screaming like babies on all sides. Actually, we’re all screaming. And on this show, we’re trying to examine what the hell happened? 

MAX 
It’s very strange. 

Dr. SUZY 
Very strange, it’s very strange how this happened. 

MAX 

Then any very strict sure that happened… No, that’s true. 

Dr. SUZY 
Very strange, and yet it’s not so strange. Unfortunately, I wish this was just kind of this strange blip that you could just reboot the country, and it would be fine, but no, this has been brewing for a while. It’s been right under our noses actually. And it stinks. But hey, a lot of us hold our noses and keep going about our business. 

But why? Let’s start with the obvious. It is no coincidence that three of the five radical Right Wing Supreme Court justices were chosen by Mr. Qanon, the Trumpus, who by the way supported abortion, and probably paid for a few throughout the 70s and 80s and 90s, and most of the 2000s, up until he started thinking of running for president, and then he realized he could get the Republican vote if he just went against abortion.

And all three justices that he chose, we all remember this recent history—Gorsuch, Kavanaugh and Barrett—were forced through Senate confirmation hearings like 3 forced births. 

MAX 
Yeah no, I get it. 

Dr. SUZY 
The first was Gorsuch, he shouldn’t have been up for that Supreme Court seat he was filling because it should have been filled by Obama with Merrick Garland, who would have made a decent Supreme Court Justice and makes a not very exciting attorney general. No, we the Democrats had to give up on that, and so Trump got to force through Gorsuch. 

Then there was Kavanaugh who was certainly forced through. Lying, crying Kavanaugh was a Yalie, I’m embarrassed to say. He was forced through, even though he was credibly accused of sexual harassment, and really problematic on so many political levels, a torturer, an incompetent and a drunk all at the same time.

Number 3 was Amy Coney Barrett. Well, she was forced through, first of all, rushed through. Barely was Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s body cold, with an election winding up, when they just pushed Amy Coney Barrett through confirmation hearings that she should have never been even going through in the middle of a pandemic and an election, and they just pushed her through.

Forced confirmations, three of them. And they all lied, saying that they considered Roe vs Wade as precedent not to be overturned, and all three then proceeded to join the SCOTUS gang to basically shiv—knife in the back—abortion rights. And the other two gang members, Alito and Thomas, were nominated by the bushes. 

I should also add that two of the leaders of this judicial coup, Clarence Thomas and Brett Kavanaugh, both went to Yale, have been credibly charged with sexual harassment and attempted rape, respectively. Let’s let that sink in. Two men accused of sexual abuse during their Supreme Court confirmation hearings have just sexually abused the entire country. Don’t we learn? Guess not. 

So that one woman in this deadly gang, Amy Coney Barrett, grew up in a church, more conservative and draconian than the Vatican and more cultish than Scientology. And she served—wait for it—as a handmaid. 

MAX 
She did what? 

Dr. SUZY 
She was a handmaid, like The Handmaid’s Tale, except this was in her little Christian cult. 

MAX 

Yeah, yeah. Not that. 

Dr. SUZY 
That’s similar in that the woman serves the man, yes. I mean you can’t make this shit up. This is the Real Handmaid’s tale. This is the American Taliban Supreme Injustice.  Less than a year ago in September, we were talking about the Texas Taliban, weren’t we? And we were laughing because, after all, this was Texas, and we could laugh.  Now we got the Supreme Taliban. And it’s true, we’re in California right here, so we’re kind of a little bit protected, but still, what’s to come?

Eric Carbone on Facebook says, “Yes, exactly, woman haters.” You can post your comments on our different platforms, and you can also give us a call at 213-291-9497. Although I got a few things to say if you haven’t noticed, so it might take a while to get to you.

So, the Republican Party has become the face of American Fascism and the Proud Boys are, you could say, the asshole. If you look at this emerging American Fascism as a body, the politicians are the face, the MAGAts are the butt, and the police—not every police officer, there are some good ones—but an awful lot of police are basically the dicks on the beat. These dicks are scared to save a school filled with children from a mass shooter, but ready to beat defenseless protesters with their big batons. I notice how they’re relishing beating the pro-abortion rights protesters, just like they relished beating the Black Lives Matter protesters.

Of course, the money behind the face, the dicks and the assholes comes in from the Koch brothers and many other corporate billionaires, Elon Musk, the Defense industry, the NRA. 

Speaking of body parts, next to blame for this horror, are the spineless Dems who wouldn’t codify Roe versus Wade when they had majorities in both houses of Congress. I believe Clinton was president at one time, and certainly Obama was president. There were majorities in both houses of Congress, and they did not codify Roe versus Wade. Obama actually had said in his campaign that he would, and then he said, well, you know, “It’s not a priority. I’d rather bail out the banks.”

I mean, he didn’t say it in one sentence, but basically, that’s what he did.  And now he’s bemoaning the loss of Roe V. Wade on Twitter and OK., thank you for siding with us, Barack, but you didn’t codify it when you could have. You saved the banks. 

MAX 
They didn’t save the rights. 

Dr. SUZY 
They didn’t save the rights, they saved the banks, they didn’t save the poor people either from that Great Recession that Dubya caused. 

MAX 
Right? 

Dr. SUZY 
Of course, Obama’s daughters won’t suffer. The rich will be fine on this. It’s the poor that will be the forced breeders. Why the poor? you might wonder. Well, the American military needs troops. And of course, American business needs some workers. Of course, most of it is going to automation AI, but some is always needed from human bodies, especially dangerous work that they want poor people for.  So, America needs poor breeders. Plus, America’s rich people want to kind of hold it over their children that they’re not allowed to get an abortion now, it’s not legal, so you better give me grandchildren. It’s a combination of sick, selfish, greedy, anti-sex motivations. 

Forced breeding is also a fetish. Actually, some of my clients are into this fetish. They see it as a fantasy. I don’t think they want to see it as a reality, though who knows?  I mean, I haven’t really questioned them about that. I think they don’t for the most part. I think it’s a fantasy that often intersects with cuckolding, that a guy fantasizes about being married to a woman who has sex with another guy, often an African American guy, and there’s some sort of forced breeding going on. 

MAX 
Oh yeah, no, no, no. 

Dr. SUZY 
That’s a fetish, but honestly, the fetish is a lot less harmful than the capitalist strategy. 

MAX 
You’re right, right, right? 

Dr. SUZY 
It’s a real strategy, forced breeding, and maybe those heads of companies do have the fetish too, maybe they don’t, it doesn’t really matter, they just see it as money making, and they also wanted to throw some red meat, so to speak, to the base. That’s the Republican attitude towards this.

And spineless Democrats, the current batch of Biden Democrats, could have maybe codified Roe versus Wade. It would have been difficult, but they didn’t even try, they are really more concerned about providing security for these Justices, or Injustices than codifying our right to choose, than protecting any of our rights.  They want to protect these justices in their houses from protesters who aren’t even armed, and the one armed guy turned himself in to the police before he even got near Kavanaugh. 

MAX 
That’s kind of funny. 

Dr. SUZY 
Yeah, and I’m going to vote for these almost useless Democrats, and that’s what they’re using. I feel so exploited.  They just want to use this to make us vote for them as the lesser of two evils. And I will and I do. And I feel sick because the evil is mounting daily anyway, and I don’t think you should vote for the evil and I don’t think you should throw away your vote. I just wish these Democrats have got to develop a spine to deal with the face of fascism that is the Republican Party as well as the dicks that are our militarized police serving only the rich as well as the assholes, yeah, the Proud Boys. They do kinda  

deal with some of the assholes if they break the law because the assholes, the Proud Boys, the Oath keepers, they’re expendable and so some of them are in jail is true. But the big ones? The face of fascism? Trump, for instance? Why isn’t he in jail? Giuliani? Just ’cause he’s a clown, doesn’t mean he’s not dangerous. Look what this clown unleashed on these innocent poll workers, all this frightening harassment and deadly racist threats. 

MAX 
Threats. 

Dr. SUZY 

But they’re not charging Trump, these spineless Democrats, for this Coup Anon, even though they’re having this show hearing, giving him publicity, leaving it open for him to run again and it makes me wonder, do you want that, dems Dems? Do you want Trump to run again? I heard Hillary said she had wanted Trump to be the candidate in 2016 because she thought he’d be an easy one to run against, and I’m not blaming her for that. I also thought he was eminently beatable. But he wasn’t. We were wrong Hill and you guys, you Dems, are wrong if you think he’s an easy one to win against. None of them are easy to win against, especially now. So, you have to fight, not just for your own political careers, but for us. 

I don’t feel like you will. 

I mean the least you could do is charge SCOTUS Gang Injustice Clarence Thomas’ wife Ginni Thomas who was one of the ringleaders of Coup Anon. We’ve been talking about her since January 6th.  She was one of the ringleaders. Why isn’t she charged? We know why. She’s one of you, right?  You don’t want to charge each other because you’re all part of the the “elites” (I hate that word, but it works here).

Anyway, David D on Youtube says, “Gotta love that GOP brain.”

Actually, I interviewed a guy who wrote a book called the Republican Brain, which is very authoritarian. But David D has some other interesting things to say. “They’re anti-vaccine when millions of people are dying, anti-gun control as schools get shot up, but heaven forbid a woman makes a choice concerning her own body.”

Very eloquent and very true, and I must say it is quite the conundrum. And yet most of the Republican Brain people are in line with this, anti-vaccine when millions of people are dying, anti-gun control as schools get shot up as well as supermarkets and shopping malls.

MAX 
And churches.

Dr. SUZY 
Yes, churches and massage parlors. 

MAX 
Yeah, parking lots and garages.

Dr. SUZY 
And homes, mostly people are getting shot in homes. 

MAX 
At home. 

Dr. SUZY 
“And heaven forbid a woman make a choice concerning her own body,” says David D.

Exactly, David D. Thank you so much.  Harry says, “How do GOP women support this shit?”

Well, Harry, men are not from Mars and women are not from Venus. We’re all from this beautiful wild sexual crazy planet earth, and we’re far more alike than we are different, although there are some differences, and there are some reasons that women support this shit. And some of them just want a baby, so why not? 

MAX 
Well, that’s the thing. 

Dr. SUZY 
At any age, a lot of women these days want babies. It’s more fashionable, I think, than it was when Roe V Wade was passed. 

MAX 
I mean, with all due respect, we already can tell you struggling to breathe. 

Dr. SUZY

Exactly. There is a population problem, but do you think that the Republican women care about the population problem? I do not. 

MAX 
No, of course not. 

Dr. SUZY 

I think a lot of the older ones want to try to make sure their daughters have babies. And I think that the other ones want to be sure that their maids have babies. 

MAX 
Did you see that all the big sort of companies? Like the you know, the coffee joint Starbucks and other companies are going, “No worries, we’ll take care of the abortion.

Dr. SUZY 

Yes, which I have mixed feelings about.  I think it’s good, they should take care of abortions. They should take care of all health care, and that’s health care, and they should take care of plane fare, if necessary, as well. 

MAX 
Right. 

Dr. SUZY 
They should do all that.  They shouldn’t have to, and we shouldn’t have to be so beholden to these corporate structures. It’s kind of sick, but in the short term, it’s good that they swoop in, just like it was good they supported Black Lives Matter. It’s kind of creepy, in terms of more and more corporate control in all of these situations, but good at the same time. So, it’s the lesser of two evils. Better that these corporations support the cause then oppose it, even though it kind of makes you feel creepy to be in bed with some of these corporations 

UNSCENE ABE 
Alright, I’m gonna go get a job over there just so I could get an abortion.

Dr. SUZY 
Yeah, well, why not? 

MAX 

No, no, yeah of course. 

Dr. SUZY 
Hey, some people get jobs in places because they offer health care. 

MAX 
It’s a right? It’s a benefit. 

Dr. SUZY 
They offer this as a benefit, and I might if I was young. 

UNSCENE ABE 
Yeah.

Dr. SUZY 
But I’m still figuring out who’s to blame for this horrendous occurrence that we have to live with now for who knows how long. So, the primary ones to blame, as David D agrees, as we all, I think, can agree. are the Republicans. I think the Republicans themselves would even agree because they’re saying, hey, this is great, and we are going to celebrate, and they are celebrating.

But let me tell you something, you Republicans, and I don’t know if you care, but this does not in any way stop abortion. All this does is make abortion more unsafe. That’s what it does. Making it illegal doesn’t make it go away. It just makes it very dangerous. 

MAX 
Well, I always liked what you say about when does life begin? 

Dr. SUZY 
Yes, well, according to the Bible, it begins with breath. 

MAX 
Thank God.

Dr. SUZY 
God breathed life into Adam. Life began with breath, and that’s why I do say abortion all the way up to the end isn’t killing anyone.  But I understand, you know, if you want an abortion, you’re usually going to have one before a few months. You’re not going to wait till the end unless you find out that it’s going to kill you or that it has a problem, but if it’s a question of lifestyle or you were raped or incest or just a bad time to have a baby, you’re going to want to get it done before a few months. 

Next to blame! Let’s talk about who’s next to blame for this wiping out of abortion rights. In some states, it’s not going to be a question of months or anything. It’s going to be a question of never. 

On Malta very recently, there was an American woman who was pregnant, wanted to have a baby Speaking of late term, she was celebrating her pregnancy with her husband on Malta, having a nice vacation when she developed complications to the pregnancy that threatened to kill her.  And because Malta had the anti-abortion law, and even though she was very pregnant and the baby was going to kill her, she couldn’t get an abortion there.

MAX 
She was pregnant. OK. 

Dr. SUZY 
Malta would not perform a lifesaving abortion on this woman because the baby had a heartbeat. 

MAX 
Oh yeah. 

Dr. SUZY 
The baby I say well and almost a baby because this was a late term. But it was not alive, and it was not an actual baby.

MAX 
It hadn’t moved into the world yet. 

Dr. SUZY 
It had not moved into the world yet, but it had a heartbeat.

MAX 
Right, yeah, that’s in. 

Dr. SUZY 
But it was going to die if it moved into the world through killing her, which would be how it would move into the world. She was going to die, so they had to fly her out of there, even though the doctors said it would be dangerous to fly her out of there, but they did. 

MAX 
They flew out. Right, right, right.

Dr. SUZY 
Even though some of the doctors on Malta said, you know, we should be doing this.

MAX 
And who stepped in? 

Dr. SUZY 
They just had to fly her out to Spain and they performed the abortion in Spain where it is legal. 

MAX 
OK, OK. 

Dr. SUZY 
That’s what they had to do. 

MAX 
OK, I can. 

Dr. SUZY 
I mean, it wasn’t illegal to fly her out of Malta, it was just illegal to perform an abortion in Malta. 

And that’s what our future looks like right now. That’s the way. It is not the Bonobo way. 

So, we’re still talking about who’s to blame. And I would say that yeah, the blame primarily lies with the Republicans and secondarily lies with the Democrats. And thirdly, the blame lies with us. The buck stops here. That’s right, it’s our country. Well, sort of. I mean like George Carlin says, we have owners. We actually don’t own anything. But we live in this country, some of us are citizens, and we are supposed to abide by its laws. So, it is imperative upon us—even though I believe we only share a minuscule part of the blame—to get out there and make our voices heard. So, it looks like our Bonobo Summer of Love will have to be a Summer of Protest. And some of us, those of us who don’t get foot cramps will have to go out into the street. 

MAX 
Right, right yeah nobody told me about that when I was younger. 

Dr. SUZY 
The foot cramps. Right, they’re terrible, but they get you out of having to go to street protests anyway.

MAX 
They told you about your pulmonary stuff here. 

Dr. SUZY 
Out into the street! It’s the 1970s all over again. 

MAX 
1970s. 

Dr. SUZY 
Or is it? Is it the 1970s all over again? One of the reasons that so many people supported Roe versus Wade in the 1970s, one of the reasons that straight men supported a woman’s right to choose abortion in the 1960s and the early 70s. What was it? It was the Sexual Revolution. They were getting laid.

Remember the Sexual Revolution, Max?

MAX 
I remember indeed, I remember indeed, and I do remember that men certainly supported that, especially when there was this new openness about sexuality, you know, and the opportunity is a guy to get laid. 

Dr. SUZY 
Yes, you could say they had skin in the game. And now they don’t. In fact, it’s the opposite. And to a great extent. A lot of people are not getting laid these days, so I hear, but straight dudes are really not getting laid. I mean, some of them are getting laid and some of them are getting laid a lot, but a lot of them are not getting laid, and even more of them are getting laid not well, or with the message being told to them that it’s not a good thing for various reasons. This is happening right now. And we are not acknowledging its connection to the overturn of Roe V. Wade.  Because straight men, the men who overturned Roe V. Wade, who all identify as straight, and the one woman, of course, who is a Handmaid to her straight husband and all other straight men in her conservative Church, these are the leaders of our religious judicial coup in America. And straight men are also the foot soldiers, the Proud Boys and the Oath Keepers, and they are in a rage on the Right. And on the Left, they are kind of confused., for the most part, trying so hard to be politically correct, and they’re horny too. They’re all horny. Everybody’s horny, as usual, but with an edge.

Now, in the 1960s and 70s that horniness was channeled into something we called the Sexual Revolution.  It was kind of inclusive, or tried to be, maybe not really, maybe not enough, but ideologically, as I recall, as I know from the history books and some experience, the straight, the gay, the by, the group, the BDSM, the kink. 

Maybe people say it was too straight, although gay was also included. But straight was leading the way of the Sexual Revolution because, hey, there are more straight people, and this Sexual Revolution was for everyone, not just the marginalized, but everyone. And lots of straight people were exploring their gay or bi side, or even trans. And not everybody liked it. Of course, not everybody liked it. A lot of conservative people were terrorized by it. Some Lefties didn’t go for it. And it was totally imperfect. But as I always say, you know, there’s nothing perfect, and as you always say, the ideal is the enemy of the real and the sexual revolution was real. But it had ideals. And so, its ideals and many of its real practices, when I look at them, in retrospect, they were very bonobo. I mean, there was a lot of sex. You could say women were exploited to some degree, but there was a lot of female empowerment. And there were some US Air Force swingers like Bob McGinley. Dr. Bob. He was a military guy. 

MAX 
The Key Club.

Dr. SUZY 

The Key Clubs, right, they were before the 60s. 

UNSCENE ABE 
Right, what about those Marines? You know you’re on a boat for, like what is it, a couple months or a year? 

Dr. SUZY 
Yeah, yeah. Well, those are the gay ones, right, ’cause they didn’t have ladies in the Marines then.

MAX 
And all of them, all those penises.

Dr. SUZY 
There was a lot of that in terms of the Sexual Revolution on the Right. On the left, the sexual revolutionaries I hung out with, and that were kind of famous for being sexual revolutionaries, were against the Vietnam War. 

MAX 
That’s right. 

Dr. SUZY 
That was part of it. In fact, “Make Love, Not War” was the rallying cry. It was such a great rallying cry. So great, it became a cliché, such a great cliché that I changed it to “Make Kink, Not War.” But the original, Make Love Not War, is great. It rallied us around sex, around love, around stopping the war and the nuclear arms race. And around abortion rights.

Make love, not war. After all, a big part of making love was and still is focused on recreation, not procreation, as well as relationships. Love. And I’m not just talking about romantic love, although that’s important, but just like the sexual revolution was about, you know, making love with your friends and strangers. And it’s not all about penises and vaginas, not at all, but sometimes that penis does slide into that vagina, and what do you know? Somebody gets pregnant who doesn’t want to be.

MAX 
Ha ha. 

Dr. SUZY 
The Sexual Revolution was all about that. The Pill, and other forms of contraception, and a pregnant person’s right to have a legal abortion were all important, and they were spearheaded by the Women’s Movement of the same period, and everybody knows that everybody talks about that.  The Women’s Movement started this right. But so did the Sexual Revolution. And a big big part of it all, and especially support for abortion rights, was the Sexual Revolution which was enjoyed by rather let’s say not-so-feminist guys too.

MAX 
Oh correct.

Dr. SUZY 
Not all the guys that supported a woman’s right to choose were feminists, as I recall. 

MAX 

Correct, but they had a dream because now they didn’t have to worry if they had sex. 

Dr. SUZY 
Yeah, they understood the benefit to all of this. 

MAX 
That is correct.

Dr. SUZY 
The benefit was to them and to the society, sexual freedom, pleasure, fun and they don’t get that now, unfortunately. 

MAX
Right.

Dr. SUZY 
Now we do not have a Sexual Revolution. Quite the opposite. What we have now is an Ammosexual Incel Revolution with the sadistic Supremes at the top and the sexually frustrated misogynists in their parents’ basement or out on the street like the Proud Boys at the bottom. The Ammosexual Incel Revolution.  Those men who are currently telling women, well don’t have sex if you don’t want to get pregnant are the very same incels who cry in their forums or maybe they grab an AR15 when women don’t want to have sex with them. 

Now the technical definition of incel is an involuntary celibate. I’ve written a few articles about them.  I have a few incel clients. I’ve been watching these guys for a while. And I’ve been very wary about them because they’re very cagey and they put a lot of energy into their misogyny. They are generally misogynists. They are also horny. They are not easy to love, but love is what they need. And they are just treated with such disdain by feminists and by the whole society – and I understand why – but they just rage and rage even more. And they are infiltrating the mentalities of our leaders. And I’m starting to see the word “incel” used to describe dudes like Alito and his leaky draft. And he might have a wife and kids, but he does seem to despise sex for pleasure and women who enjoy it. And I’m starting to see all five injustices as anti sex, not pro-life, as resentful, raging, religious, partisan hacks on a mission to sadistically deprive women and all Americans of power and pleasure. 

And so, we’re in the opposite of a sexual revolution, and the bonobos show us how important sex for pleasure is for mental and physical health. So, we know this is hurting us in many ways, which we’re going to talk about in a few minutes, but we have a call here on FDR and our number is 213-291-9497 and we’re going to talk with Adriana. 

Hello, hello, hi, welcome to FDR. Hi Adriana, how are? 

ADRIANA 
I’m OK, I guess. 

Dr. SUZY 
So how do you feel about the news? 

ADRIANA 
I’m pretty furious actually. It’s been a very trying time. I guess as a young woman, I’m 29, so it’s been very frustrating few days… week in regard to that. 

So, like you mentioned, Roe versus Wade has been around for 50 years, and to think that it would be overturned in my lifetime as I’m in… I guess childbearing age, like in an age where you know I’m an adult like that is very, very disheartening to see. I’m also just realizing that other things are in danger of being taken away like contraception, possibly like same sex marriage and all those things that we thought we would be able to enjoy in this lifetime are in danger right now. 

MAX 
They’re gonna try this and that not only endanger they are right now involved in in a really a war technological war between us and them. 

Dr. SUZY 

And so, they did a coup, a little judicial coup. 

MAX 
No problem. No problem, it was no problem. 

Dr. SUZY 
It was just five people. Four sexually frustrated men and one woman. 

So Adriana, I know you are exploring your sexuality and feeling very good about it. And I have been very encouraging, and I continue to encourage you, but oh boy, does this throw a wrench into the birthday cake, huh?

ADRIANA
Oh yes!

And to go back to your question about if it’s the same in the 70s, I think it is slightly different because I did see an article that it is different because we have more surveillance by the government and also big data.

So, I saw on Twitter they were saying delete period tracker apps because they can track your data and see if you miss your period, or you decide to skip, or something happens, or you become pregnant.

So, there are things… Delete that and then don’t Google anything like where to find an abortion in this state, or anything like that so they can track your data and ultimately find you.

Dr. SUZY
Right.

ADRIANA
So that’s a very scary thing that wasn’t quite around in the 70s, I don’t think. It is like we’re in very scary times right now.

Dr. SUZY
You’re absolutely right about that and me being more of a Cougar kind of female, I’m looking at this in terms of history and ideology. You’re looking at the practical side, and that’s a very good tip to delete all your period trackers. And don’t be searching for abortion online. And that’s such a terrible thing to advise. But yet I guess it’s practical advice for people, especially who live in states that are outlawing abortion right now.

MAX
When did we first meet, 1984?

Dr. SUZY
Yes, or that’s when you first wrote to me, right?

MAX
Right.

Dr. SUZY
We didn’t actually meet.

MAX
Right, but you already started your show.

Dr. SUZY
We sort of knew each other but didn’t meet you saw me when I sold an ad to your client.

MAX
Correct, right.

Dr. SUZY
Why are you asking this now?

MAX
Oh, nothing is just something that came up in my head as I was looking across the Council console.

Dr. SUZY
Are you trying to imagine how long I have known you? A long, long time, since back in 1984 when Roe V Wade was only 11 years old.

MAX
Yeah.

Dr. SUZY
And we kind of took it for granted. I just thought people were making some sort of progress, although I did already have a sense of foreboding from the fact that Ronald Reagan had been elected President. That might have been one thing that helped to set me off on my path of exploring sexuality and relationships more than politics. I had been interested in politics, but I got discouraged by Reagan becoming president. I feel that was really the beginning of the anti-abortion movement was right as soon as they passed it really. And then Reagan became president, and he was an anti-abortion president. That really put the brakes on the enthusiasm for a lot of people, but there was so much enthusiasm in the Sexual Revolution, but it was taken for granted in the 80s and 90s. And then in the 2000s it started to be demonized really badly in the mainstream, although the mainstream never accepted the Sexual Revolution as the good thing that it really was.

ADRIANA, you grew up in a religious family, I guess in your religious family, what was the word on contraception and abortion and all of that, Adriana?

ADRIANA
They were against it, so I guess I’ll be honest… My mom was a teen mother and she had me when she was 19 years old.

She ended up becoming more religious later on, so she was very against the idea of abortion and thinking it’s wrong, but I guess based on my experiences growing up, I became very pro-abortion because dealing with a teen mother and the fallback of that, I guess you would say having a largely absentee father, I wouldn’t want that for a child of mine or anybody for that matter.

Aith abortion, I believe it, you know, prevents financial hardship, generational trauma… It prevents all these other things if you choose not, you know to have a child and I think a lot of my family is very pro… I guess they would say pro-life.

I even saw one of my cousins recently celebrating this, and it took a lot not to like cuss her out on social media, but it’s been very difficult.

Dr. SUZY
Right.

UNSCENE ABE
Does she have kids already?

ADRIANA
I can’t hear you.

Dr. SUZY
Abe wanted to know if she has kids.

ADRIANA
No, but she works in the medical field, and I just want to say, “You have no business being in medical field.”

She’s a nurse, I think.

Dr. SUZY
Yes, I feel it is very mature of you, in my opinion, to form this view. After all, as a child you could have been aborted, and you weren’t. And let me say I’m glad you’re alive. I’m very glad you are alive.

ADRIANA
Oh, thank you.

Dr. SUZY
Well, but when it’s just a clutch of cells, I just don’t see it the same way. I don’t see it as a person, and I do believe that life begins at breath, and I do believe we have to cherish the lives we have now and that our society really treats single mothers or just parents who aren’t wealthy so badly. It’s all part of the game and abortion should be part of the game too.

MAX
Yeah, yeah.

Dr. SUZY
Just like contraception.

MAX
I’m just astonished at that one part of it.

Dr. SUZY
The forced breeding. Yeah, that way of putting it is very disturbing, but that’s what it is.

MAX
That’s what it is.

Dr. SUZY
That is what it is. I guess it helps to frame it in the right way for people to understand what it is, and we have to do that right now since we don’t have the fun of a Sexual Revolution to float us all along into supporting abortion rights.

MAX
Do you know what it is?

Dr. SUZY
Harry says, “I wonder what will be the next Republican crusade?”

Right, Trump even said it’s too bad that they deleted Roe V Wade because that was a good election point campaigning strategy.

MAX
Right, right?

Dr. SUZY
Now they can’t use that, although they’re going to try taking it to the limit, that’s what they’re going to use.

UNSCENE ABE
They always use immigration I guess, maybe.

Dr. SUZY
It’s different, as Harry says, abortion has been their white whale for a long time. It has, you know, people have different views about everything, and abortion has certainly been one of their big crusades.

MAX
Oh yes, forever.

Dr. SUZY
Radio Don Network, oh Don, that’s right Polybi says “we need a new revolution.”

Thank you Polybi.

“Yesterday we just saw the tip of the iceberg.”

Polybi and Don, you’re the same person, I know, but we have loved you for many years, since wow, 1990s when we first were on KFox. Maybe you’ve even known me as long as Max has known me.

MAX
Yeah, yeah, yeah, because right, you were when you were on Kfox.

Dr. SUZY
Right.

MAX
And he was your friend or some-

Thank you.

Dr. SUZY
I never met him in person, but we love each other from afar. One day we will meet, I hope yes, indeed.

So, Adriana, what are your plans for yourself and your friends and family? People have different points of view. One family member is celebrating you say and others I’m sure are mourning, some protesting, some planning to move to California.

ADRIANA

I’m not sure, I’m from North Carolina. Right… So as of now they haven’t-

They don’t have trigger laws that I read that they’re going to probably try to instigate or… Right, what’s the word? Instigate or start a ban in 2023, so that seemed very unlikely I’d be able to go back home to move in that event, especially with other laws that might be coming, and I still have my sisters there actually called my 19-year-old sister today and she’s very upset, very pissed off. Rightfully so.

Dr. SUZY
Ah, I can imagine.

ADRIANA
And I have a 23-year-old sister, so they’re both very upset. She’s very active, she’s very vocal about social justice, so she’s very unhappy and just trying to figure out ways to be an activist with social media and other ways that she can.

And so, like of course, if they need to come out here you know I would-

Dr. SUZY
How are young men reacting to it that you know?

ADRIANA
The men that I know… I haven’t heard too much. Honestly, I wish more men would be upset, you know, because it affects them as well.

Dr. SUZY
We need a Sexual Revolution.

MAX
Yeah, yeah.

ADRIANA
A lot of women really have to bear the brunt of this. Women have to worry about birth control, you know our hormones can change.

Dr. SUZY
Right.

ADRIANA
You can gain weight from birth control and there’s the great tampon shortage…

Dr. SUZY
Right, and they’re talking about male birth control, which is great that men should take a pill, and I agree that they should. However, it’s not so simple. A woman has to trust that her man took his pill and how can she trust that? How can she be sure that he remembered? It might not even be his fault. He might have forgotten, and yet they’re all horny so they do it, and hey, stuff happens in life. It’s really important to acknowledge that.

And in that spirit, I want to just confess, as your Mother Confessor to my own abortion. I’ve said it before, but I want to say it again at this time, and I’ll say it with Adriana on the line.

ADRIANA
OK.

Dr. SUZY
I just feel like this needs to be heard by women especially, but really everyone. So yes, I have had an abortion. I got pregnant when I was young. Not that young. I was over 18. But I was having sex with a man who had a vasectomy.

UNSCENE ABE
Whoa.

Dr. SUZY
So the vasectomy broke.

UNSCENE ABE
Wow, that happens?

Dr. SUZY
Yeah, that happens. Abe is looking like he doesn’t believe it. Well, it does happen. We checked it out, and it did happen to us.

MAX
No, no. I mean I-

UNSCENE ABE
I believe it, I mean-

Dr. SUZY
It did happen.

UNSCENE ABE
The doctor was lying, or he did a crappy job.

Dr. SUZY
Well, I had had sex with this guy before, and everything was fine and he had a vasectomy, and it worked. He said it worked for him for years. But then it broke. Anyway, who knows, I’m not going to try to pinpoint why it happened. This was years ago.

MAX
You got pregnant.

Dr. SUZY
Yes, I got pregnant.

MAX
Yeah, yeah.

Dr. SUZY
And I got an abortion. I was less than six weeks along. I missed a period, so I wondered, “What happened?”

So, I got checked and I found out that I was pregnant. It was an embryo, not a fetus. I didn’t think of it as a human being. Sorry to all you people that think of an embryo, a clump of cells, as a human being. I did not and I do not.

Speaking of which, I want to just jump aside to say those liberals that say this is a matter of privacy, no, it’s not. It’s a matter of religion, actually, it’s a matter of freedom of religion, and the separation of Church and State.

MAX
Right so.

Dr. SUZY
It’s a matter of the Right wing believing that a fetus or even an embryo is a person with rights. And my religion, which is basically science, says it’s not.

So that’s all there is to it. It’s not a matter of privacy, that’s ridiculous because there is no privacy anymore in our surveillance state, and that’s one way that we screwed it up, saying it’s just a matter of privacy. It’s a matter of freedom of religion.

Anyway, I did not think of this embryo as a human being. I thought of this as a problem like needing to get my appendix out. I had to get this out of me, and I got it out of me, and I felt better, and so did everyone around me. My pregnancy was a mistake that would benefit no one, and my abortion corrected that mistake, harming no one.

And not that I’m trying to be any kind of poster child for abortion, especially nowadays, because hey, I can’t say that my life was at stake. It was not. I can’t say that I was raped. I was not. I was well over 18. I wasn’t working on my medical degree to become a life-saving oncologist. I didn’t have other children to deal with. I wasn’t super poor, though I wasn’t rich. I didn’t hate the guy; I just didn’t want to have his baby. And I actually didn’t want to have any baby. And I knew I had that right. I was pretty sure, at the time, I wanted to be child free for life. I wasn’t totally sure, but I just knew I wanted to be child free at that time and that was enough. And so, I had the abortion, and I went about my wonderful life. That’s it. Sorry, but it’s not even a great story. It doesn’t have much suspense. It just happened with no drama. But now it’s a drama for every young person who can become pregnant.

I’m sad. I apologize for my generation dropping the ball.

MAX
But we have been warning about this event for many, many years.

Dr. SUZY
We have, personally. I didn’t apologize for us personally, but for my generation who had this right and then lost it for the next generation.

MAX
Yeah, no, no, I’m just saying.

Dr. SUZY
I apologize for my generation.

MAX
Which event… What do you explain what you’re-

Oh, what I’m saying… We’re great. In other words, is that we’ve been telling people about what’s coming for many, many years in our little broadcast on pirate radio on this radio station.

Which is nothing more than a on a train, not a ship, so that we’re on a train now. One’s right running a little fast.

Dr. SUZY
David D says, “I feel that Republicans think, “What would really fuck over the poor? and that is their policy.”

MAX
Yeah, no, that sounds really obvious.

Dr. SUZY
I know. I think they think, “What would make me money?” but it consequently fucks over the poor.

But he’s right the Roe V Wade decision really fucks the poor. How many women are going to die from back-alley abortions? How many women are going to die from other things, like suicide? How many women are going to die from their boyfriends killing them because they’re pregnant?

MAX
I get it, it’s-

Dr. SUZY
This is a horror.

MAX
Oh, horrific.

Dr. SUZY
It’s just one horror among many, I grant you, but I guess being a woman, it hits close to home.

MAX
What have you got going there?

Dr. SUZY
Don Polybi is on the line. Did you have a closing comment, Adriana? We have another caller on the line.

UNSCENE ABE
We could put him on the line too.

Dr. SUZY
Oh, want to have a four way? Maybe not for this…

ADRIANA
Well, I don’t really have much else to say, but I just hope that more people help share proper resources, especially in this age of the Internet. Share correct resources. Share the right information before and just speak out for women more ’cause it affects everyone. It ultimately affects women, but you know men who are with women, partnered, or even if you love anyone with a uterus, you should care too.

MAX
Exactly I love people with uteruses.

Dr. SUZY
Good one, although they took out my uterus, but I had one before.

UNSCENE ABE
Awomen!

MAX
So, you had one.

Dr. SUZY
Right.

MAX
But then it became a pain.

Dr. SUZY
Exactly.

MAX
But it’s fun to play with the other surrounding parts.

Dr. SUZY
Yes, it’s the surrounding parts really that experience most of the pleasure, but the uterus is the part that has the baby.

UNSCENE ABE
Right.

Dr. SUZY
You know, that’s the issue. You can’t have the baby without the uterus, at least that’s the natural way.

But let’s just say this: Guys, we understand. We’re sorry we don’t have a Sexual Revolution right now. We tried. We’re still trying, but you still have to step up to the plate and help us. You have to understand that this helps all of us to give women the same freedoms you have. If we can’t have access to reproductive rights, we don’t have the same freedoms you have, and we become breeding slaves.

UNSCENE ABE
Right.

Dr. SUZY
Adriana, keep the faith! Solidarity and go bonobos. And be Bonobo.

MAX
Be Bonobo.

Dr. SUZY
Yeah, if you go bonobos, you could get pregnant, right?  But even if you just try to “be Bonobo” you could also get pregnant, so be careful too. But I just want to remind everybody the bonobos show us how important sex is for pleasure.

MAX
Yeah, right.

Dr. SUZY
As well as the physical health and well-being of great apes like us, as individuals and as a community.

Bonobos are known for female empowerment, in addition to being very sexual. They’re the Make Love Not War chimpanzee. And they are the original #MeToo tribe actually, speaking of female empowerment.  But let me tell you the other equally important side to bonobo female empowerment is male well-being, male nurturance. If the male isn’t being taken care of, including sexually, then the female empowerment gets attacked and often, sadly, falls apart. It’s harder to keep going, I guess.

I think it’s the same with humans. And we’re seeing it happening in real time.

The #MeToo movement has been wonderful for a lot of women and men also and others. But it demonizes straight male sexuality without providing an alternative.

So, I’m seeing Alito, Thomas, Gorsuch and Kavanaugh, and all these Proud Boys and Oathkeepers, those are the worst, but I’m seeing other straight men as well fighting us with threats and with anti-female laws and with guns and now with this loss of our fundamental right to control our own bodies.

Don’s on the line.

MAX
Hey Don.

DON
Hi guys, I took a coffee break.

Dr. SUZY
Hey how you doing?

MAX
All right, how’s it going?

DON
How am I doing? Well, I’m just trying to not bust the wall here, yeah?

I have been pretty much on social media, on YouTube, on TikTok pretty much since 8:00 AM yesterday morning about-

Dr. SUZY
You’re one of the good guys! But you’re “Polybi” – so you’re not just a straight guy, you’re poly and you’re bi.

DON
You figured that one out.

Dr. SUZY
Of course, and that’s cool, that’s one great thing about modern times is we like the bonobos are now encouraging guys to acknowledge their Bi and Poly sides, although there’s a backlash against that.

DON
Yeah, unfortunately in American culture, you are… Men are not supposed to acknowledge that side of them and it’s wonderful. Two girls get together but not two guys. It’s amazing.

Dr. SUZY
There are all kinds of ideas about that, I believe our society has trouble with it. I believe that there’s just as many bi guys as there are bi females. I hear about it all the time as a sex therapist, that guys even more intensely than females desire the same sex, but feel it is just too taboo.

DON
Yeah, I know, I know. Well, uh, and here’s the here’s the thing, and I and I know we were talking specs and all this.

If we’re going to get this thing turned around because it can be turned around, the first thing we need to do, all of us- everyone listening to this program either live or on the replay, every single person needs to understand that they need to vote. They need to vote in November. They need to vote in whatever election that’s leading up to that, and they need to vote for people who will help to turn this around.

Dr. SUZY
Well, we agree, and we vote for what we call the lesser of two evils. But what do you say to people like me who are discouraged today by the Democrats for not codifying Roe, V Wade? And sure, I’ll vote for them come November because I don’t want the Republicans who are totally against abortion rights and who are fascist on its face. But I feel that Democrats are almost like handmaids to this fascism, they’re letting it happen.

DON
I know.

Dr. SUZY
Besides voting for them, which, yes, yes, I agree we should vote for them, but at the same time, how do we make sure that they really represent us?

DON
I know, I know, uh, first off what I tell people is we have to stop voting with our hearts and we have to start voting with our heads. We have to start voting with purpose and our purpose right now is to stop the tide. We have to stop the tide of this stupidity and ignorance. Stop that, and then once we stop that then we can work on our codifying and things like that.

Dr. SUZY
Let me tell you something, I don’t know if I’m older than you Poly Bi, but I’ve been voting to stop the tide since Reagan.

MAX
Yeah.

DON
I know.

Dr. SUZY
And the tide keeps coming. And the Democrats kind of stop it a little bit, but then it comes some more and look what it did just now. The tide just turned into a tsunami and washed away rights that so many people felt was enshrined, even though we’ve been warned, even though we saw the tsunami coming, we’re feeling it now.

MAX
Yeah.

Dr. SUZY
And the right to abortion is a sexual right. And I think one of our mistakes is not calling it that. It’s our right to pleasure. It’s our right to be able to have sex and to be able to say, oh, I made a mistake. I didn’t really want to have a baby, so I’m going to take this little clump of cells and get rid of it.

DON
As a great philosopher once said, “Amen and Awomen” and thank you.

MAX
Hallelujah absolutely.

Dr. SUZY
Thank you.

DON
And A-trans, as well.

But I’ve been seeing this happen. I’ve been seeing this coming for 10 years at least. I know these people, I live amongst these people, that’s why I do a podcast that’s why I’m on YouTube when I when I feel like it.

Dr. SUZY
Why is that?

DON
Somebody’s got to say this stuff.

Dr. SUZY
Right, well, you know what I’ve been saying for the past 20 years? Everybody should have their own show. And now everybody does have their own show.

MAX
Right.

Dr. SUZY
But we haven’t saved the world with our shows. In fact, the world is collapsing faster and faster.

MAX
I have said that.

Dr. SUZY
We’ve all got voices, you know. We thought being on the Internet, everybody having their voice, would be great. Max even published a magazine that gave everybody a voice. Now it’s more than a magazine, it’s the Internet. And yet we have less of a voice in a way, because YouTube and Facebook and Instagram control us, especially controlling our sexuality. That’s why Zane Disek writes on YouTube just now, “Do you have OnlyFans? And yes, I do an OnlyFans. I think I do.

UNSCENE ABE
You have all kinds of fans.

Dr. SUZY
Yeah, but I think I have that too.

MAX
You know on this site do we have the OnlyFans? I know I think we’re on this site. I think we’re on the site.

DON
Well, I don’t have that many fans.

MAX
Yeah, yeah, yes.

UNSCENE ABE
Well, you got one at least one.

Dr. SUZY
We’re your fans, Don.

DON
At least.

UNSCENE ABE
Yeah, that’s me.

DON
Yeah, myself, I guess.

UNSCENE ABE
Yeah, no, I mean-

Dr. SUZY
No, no, we are definitely your fans.

When you say “vote,” do you just mean vote for people that are pro-abortion rights?

DON
Yes, not just abortion rights, but pro trans people who want to preserve… I mean there are kids right now who are thinking about committing suicide because of all this stuff and they are the low hanging fruits.

MAX
Low hanging fruits.

Dr. SUZY
So, so to speak. No pun intended.

MAX
No, no, but the new serfs, the boo hoo-

UNSCENE ABE
So, along with the young the younger kids, I mean, I have just a question.

It’s like even with this abortion debate like should maybe abortions be OK for like people that are under 18 because they’re, you know, they’re still… Maybe they’re not ready. Well, I’m just-

Dr. SUZY
They should be OK for everybody.

UNSCENE ABE
I’m just asking. I mean, I’m just asking everybody.

Dr. SUZY
They should certainly be OK for people under 18.

UNSCENE ABE
Because you could have a child at 14 and 15. Right is that is that it might-

Dr. SUZY
Of course.

UNSCENE ABE
OK yeah, so should that abortion right be reserved?… At least 14 or 15?

Dr. SUZY
I think I understand what you’re saying.

UNSCENE ABE
I agree with you, it should be reserved for all women. All women should have the right for that, but for the young kids, it’s like-

Dr. SUZY
Yes, and there are states that are saying that no abortion is allowed at all, and that would include a kid that’s under 12. You can get pregnant as soon as you get your period.

UNSCENE ABE
Really, really?

Dr. SUZY
And some kids these days because of the hormones in the milk, etc., are developing periods at age 10, and that means they could get pregnant, unfortunately, which would definitely damage their bodies at that age.

UNSCENE ABE
Yeah, that’s not right.

Dr. SUZY
It’s not right at all. And the fact that they’re debating this is really horrific, it’s disgusting to even think about it. It should be an unthinkable thing that of course you take a young pregnant girl of that age to get it removed, no matter how it happened. And of course, abortion should be allowed for everybody.

I guess if you’re in a religion where you gotta let it go to term, you gotta do that because it’s your religion. It’s just like being Christian scientists. Some Christian scientists believe in never going to the doctor, and you know what? They should never go to the doctor. But they shouldn’t prevent the rest of us from going to doctors.

And there are all kinds of people that believe in different things, and they should do those things. They should not foist their beliefs upon the rest of us. There is a separation of church and state in America, although as of yesterday I don’t think there is anymore. I think when they say supreme, they’re starting to think of themselves as supreme deities, the reigning gods on Mount Olympus that can take the rights away from the American people, and they are evil in that respect. And we have to stop them.

MAX
This is tragic.

DON
It’s been great to talk to you. I love you.

MAX
Take care.

Dr. SUZY
Thank you, love you too Poly Bi, Don Don.

UNSCENE ABE
Thanks, Poly Don!

Dr. SUZY
Go Bonobos, be bonobo and be pro-bonobo.

Adriana says she had her first period when she was nine. Yeah, see? Women, that is, girls are getting their periods younger and younger and that means they are susceptible to getting pregnant.

UNSCENE ABE
And that’s what I really was… I mean, I wasn’t trying to create any, you know, but I understand.

Just I just realized that, like you know, sometimes it’s the right moment, sometimes it’s not the right moment when you’re at that age. It’s not the right moment, so…

Dr. SUZY
Oh, not at all.  For me I guess, looking back on my life, it’s never been the right moment.

MAX
For me, looking at my life… It’s been at the right moment, but the moment. And the moment that comes into your life, this other creature, you know who has hopefully survived in some way his own way, but today it can’t. God can’t breathe life into it.

Dr. SUZY
And today we have Incel Alito. Even though he’s got a wife and two kids, he is being called an “incel” all over the Internet. So Incel Alito was a member of the Concerned Alumni of Princeton before he went to Yale Law School, and this organization was formed in October, 1972, in part to oppose Princeton decisions regarding admitting women. Alito did not want to admit women to Princeton in 1972.

MAX
Got it, got it.

Dr. SUZY
You get to know these people and their insidious motivations.

Emita Altair on Facebook says, “Clarence Thomas is already planning to go after gay rights and contraception rights.”

UNSCENE ABE
Oh yeah.

Dr. SUZY
He is, and you know what? I wouldn’t be surprised if he goes after even interracial marriage later and doesn’t worry about his own because he’s in the District of Columbia.

MAX
Oh shit, could be, yeah. Something horrific is happening, yes.

Dr. SUZY
Very horrific, it’s an Ammosexual Incel Revolution, in part because, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, we have pushed away male sexuality from acceptance, and it has turned into ammosexuality, to a great degree. It’s not true of all men, not Max, not Abe, not a lot of guys. But let’s just look at these guys that did this to us, Oathkeepers, Qanon, Proud Boys, gun owners, the NRA. Let’s just look at these Supreme Court justices, these injustices that just says it’s OK for everybody to carry guns, who say that a state can’t regulate guns, but it can regulate a woman’s body.

UNSCENE ABE
Now there’s a lot of crazy people with guns, actually.

Dr. SUZY
Well, some of those crazy people are on the Supreme Court.

MAX
Right.

Dr. SUZY
They did it in two days.

MAX
Right.

Dr. SUZY
They didn’t wait, you know, a little time in between, so it wouldn’t seem like they went together, but ammosexual and incel was right up against each other. Day one: Ammosexual ruling for New York, you can’t get away from everybody shooting you. Guess they want a civil war.

And then the next day, they take away abortion rights, mainly from women, but not just women. They took away the rights of us all, but especially poor people.

UNSCENE ABE
Yeah, because the poor people, they can’t have access to abortions but the rich people, all they gotta say is like, “Oh yeah, we’re going to go to the Dark Web and we’re going to find a plane ticket and you’re going to go to Guatemala… I don’t know other countries; I’m just blabbing about it.

But you’re just gonna go to like Mexico or some other country and just get an abortion, but yeah.

Dr. SUZY
Yep, but right now we got Ammosexual Incel Alito and sexual harasser Clarence Thomas leading the charge as Lyin’ Cryin’ Kavanaugh drinks a beer to it, and Handmaid Amy prepares the coffins for the little children whose mothers were forced to bear them, only to be mass murdered in a school shooting, now that the Supremes have greenlighted concealed carry and open carry, all kinds of carrying guns, guns, guns. 

It’s the Revenge of the Nerds, ladies, the awkward guys who need sex education more than most. And we haven’t given it to them. Instead, we’ve just laughed at them. And we’ve called them names and we put a lot of them in jail.  And I’m not saying that some of them don’t belong in jail, including ones I might like, but some of them don’t, and some of their careers have been ruined. And I’m not even talking about those guys. I don’t really care about the celebrities who have been accused, mostly they have plenty of money. I’m talking about the other guys, the regular guys of the world, the guys of America who see this happening and are angry and aren’t supporting us in our fight for our rights.

We need to understand that bonobo female empowerment is very connected to bonobo male well-being and nurturance and sexual understanding. And that doesn’t mean accepting any kind of bad behavior. The Bonobo females do not accept rape ever. And they don’t accept abuse. It just means they understand that sex is important to the male, and we need to deal with that. We need to handle it one way or another, and if we don’t handle it, they will. And when they handle it, they become common chimps, or worse. Much worse. And it’s not good for them either, not for the common chimps because they kill each other and not for the human men because they kill each other much more in wars and on the street.

And so, we on the Left, we women, we need to acknowledge sexuality as an important component of this judicial tragedy. There is an ammosexual incel revolution in American now. We lost the Sexual Revolution, and we have to win it again. But no, that doesn’t mean you have to fuck guys. It just means don’t denigrate male sexuality so much we do it. I do it too sometimes. We all have to understand it is important, because look what’s male sexuality did just now. It just took away our rights with the Supreme Guillotine. And it isn’t small of us to understand that. Although I am a petite woman, it’s true. But to speak truth to power you would be wise to make power feel good.

MAX
Indeed, indeed, to make power feel good.

Dr. SUZY
That’s the way to disarm power. And that’s why we say Fuck Da Rich! And this is FDR…

Radio Don Network says, “You are going to see more children wind up in dumpsters because of this.”

Oh yes, in dumpsters, yes Radio Don, so sad but true, there will be so much more death of real living creatures, real living people because of this fetus fetish.

MAX
Yeah, yeah, yeah, this is highly advanced fascism The world has ever known.

Now we’ve been saying that for at least the last 30 years.

Dr. SUZY
But now it is upon us.

And yet the sun is shining, maybe a little too much because of global warming, but we still have hope and even some pleasure. But we have to talk about the climate next time. Did you see those devastating rains in Yellowstone? And even here we had huge rain, then a heatwave. And speaking of here, we are in Arcadia, and we do want to invite the Arcadia Politburo Kangaroo Court to Bonoboville.

MAX
Yeah, a long running series about a bunch of actors and players, creative people that are doing a vlog… You know vlog.

Yeah, so it’s very important that we have the freedom to do that.

One of the reasons we’re inviting them is because maybe some of them were all drunk at the City Council meeting. So, there you go.

Yeah, everybody was like “Oh yeah.”

So, this might be fun to send to them as a peacemaking effort to save them and us hundreds and hundreds of dollars.

So, you’re invited. You’re gonna get an invitation. We’d love to have you come by and see some of the artists that we protect here and the art that we archive, you know, anyway, that’s all I got to say about that.

Dr. SUZY
All right!  And I still want to say one more thing which is: Free Julian Assange! He is being extradited to the United States and that is wrong. We have to free this journalist!

And we have to make like bonobos, not baboons. Make Love, Not War. Make love to someone you love tonight, even if that someone is you.

And maybe that’s a better idea to do it with yourself because you will not get pregnant from that.

Dr. SUZY
Regardless of who you make love to, always remember: I love you.

MAX
Whoa, what a trip!

Show Length 01:31:54  Date: June 25, 2022

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The Great Bonobo Spring Easter Bunny Matzah Goddess. Photo: Rick Slick

Length 01:34:50 Date: April 15, 2017

by Dr. Susan Block

Easter Bunnies and Passover Kinksters gather together in my Womb Room to celebrate the erotic, often pagan roots of the Judeo-Christian Rites of Spring.

Officiating in my priestly robes, tallit, cross (given to me by a devout Catholic sex therapy client), Star of David (woven for me by Twin Towers inmates from the threads of their prison uniforms), “Lox et Veritas” g-string, “Love Me, Kiss Me, Marry Me” thigh highs and Easter Bunny ears, I, the Irreverend Dr. Susan Block, channel the spirit of The Great Bonobo Spring Easter Bunny Alien Matzah Goddess.

Whereupon great miracles occur!

At least, we pull off a great show, balancing blasphemy with ecstasy. The bitter herbs and other herbs, chocolate eggs and Manischewitz converge with “sub space” and Dom power to hatch the egg of that “miraculous” feeling of personal passion and collective joy (with a hat tip to Barbara Ehrenrich).

Easter Eve & Kinky Passover in Bonoboville. Photo: Jux Lii

Religious rituals, myths and symbols of our childhood take on new meanings that are really very old. Some are older than the religions themselves, such as the eggs of Eostre and the Resurrection of Persephone. The old Easter/Passover horrors of slavery, bondage, torture and pain are transformed into pleasure through consensual roleplay, as my guests take on the roles of Egyptian taskmaster and Hebrew slave, and the Res-Erection of Jesus as a woman wearing a giant strap-on screwing a nun into a frenzy.

Tax March!

Before we enter the sanctified sacrilegious haze of these Judeo-Christian-Pagan holidaze, we shout-out the all-American Carnival of Cash & Reckoning, April 15th, Tax Day, specifically the HYUGE (much bigger than Trump’s inauguration!) Tax Marches going on all over the country demanding that Trump show us his tax returns or, better yet, get out of town and take the whole damn Trump Family Empire, along with Pence and Ryan, out with him.

Gypsy tells us about going to the Tax March on Max’s Facebook Cam. Photo: Rick Slick

Our own Gypsy Bonobo, cute as an Easter button in overall shorts and pigtails like droopy bunny ears, and Clemmy Cockatoo actually attend a local Tax March, which, Gypsy reports, was filled with wonderful ladies. The Moral of this Story is: Guys (or Gals), if you want to meet hot “Nasty Women,” forget the bars and dating apps; just go to an anti-Trump protest. Make a clever sign – like “Trump Has No Tax Returns! Putin is claiming him as a dependent…”—and you’ll be sure to score some hot dates.

Trump himself, the quintessential big dickhead with small penis syndrome, looks like he could use a hot date, what with his lovely wife Melania rarely visiting him in the White House, and his vixen daughter Ivanka mercilessly teasing him down the hall. Then again, maybe he doesn’t care about all these women—nasty or nice—as caught up as he is with his new fetish for big bombs, and no that’s not a colorful term for big boobs. Odds are that Little Donnie probably always had this fetish, but he just couldn’t actualize it until the presidency gave him the “toys” and the power to finance and shoot off Tomahawks and other bombs whenever he feels like it (with his HYUGE defense budget, he can always use our tax dollars to buy new ones), including the mindboggling MOAB, aka the Massive Ordnance Air Blast, aka the Mother of All Bombs.

Forcing Trump to attend the Bonoboville Seder while gagged with an Easter egg. Photo: Selfie

As a sex therapist, I’ve counseled many big dickheads with tiny penises who fetishize big dicks, big guns and big missiles. Let’s just say the fetishizing of the actual dicks, controversial and humiliating as it may be for many “straight” men, is much safer for all concerned than the fetishizing—and dropping—of actual bombs.

It’s funny and fitting that the MOAB of the Moment, our biggest non-nuclear bomb, is colored hazmat orange just like it’s made for the Cheeto-Colored Missile Fetishist in the Oval Orifice. Instead of letting him shoot off bombs like deadly premature ejaculations into random countries, killing a hundred terrorists and creating hundreds more at a massive cost to the American taxpayer, maybe we should collectively shove the thing up his orifice…

My professional guess is that he would really like that.

Bonoboville’s Trump, an actual big dick pillow with an appropriately-sized micropenis made from a straw, is sissied up for the holiday in an Easter frock of buttercup yellow and baby blue with a yarmulke and an Easter bonnet with bunny ears on his head, a piece of Matzah and The Bonobo Way between his balls and a golden egg stuffed in his mouth. Gypsy, my guests and I take turns torturing him throughout the show. Of course, it doesn’t change the crazy, racist, sexist and increasingly perilous situation being commandeered by the Big Orange Baby with the Big Orange Bombs, but it’s a lot of fun. I call it “Trumpocalypse Therapy.”

Bonoboville Seder Plate on Easter Eve 2017.

Since Trump refused to attend the White House Seder, we force him to attend ours… under gag-order with an egg.

Calendar-wise, we are a little late since the official Seder nights of 2017 fell on Monday and Tuesday, and we were way too swept up in enjoying our sterling 25th Wedding Anniversary Bacchanal—and then before we knew it we were rushing off for our private romantic getaway at the Marina del Rey Hotel (more on that coming soon in a future blog)—to hold a Seder on the proper days. But I’ve loved Pesach, the Seder, the stories and rituals since I was a little girl reciting the “Four Questions” and having my first tipsy sip of sweet 11% alcohol content Manischewitz. Besides, it’s still Pesach week, so we’re not totally off-calendar, and ours is a very kinky Passover. Basically, we “pass over” the usual theme of liberation from nonconsensual bondage and miserable slavery into a spectacular showcase of consensual bondage and slavish submission.

Matzo BALLS & Easter EGGS. Photo: OCSnaps

Like I’ve said before: Freedom is the greatest aphrodisiac. But restraint is a close second.

Sir Pent & His Happy Tribe

Our first guests are BDSM lifestylist and teacher, Sir Pent, and his slavegirls, Princess and Fire, all last seen in Bonoboville on our Pre-Lupercalia Flog-Fest. On this show, we learn a bit more about their fascinating “tribe” of BDSM lovers and friends, led by “the strong hand and outstretched arm,” fluid Florentine wrist action and mischievous smile of Sir Pent . Like a Mormon patriarch without the Mormonism, Sir Pent lives with his loving wife, Princess, a part-time submissive, as well as their friendly full-time submissive, Fire.

Sir Pent flogs His Princess as Fire watches and waits her turn. Photo: JoeyXLA

Then, let the whippings begin! Like an Egyptian taskmaster who honed his trade in the Pyramid “construction centers”  (similar to Sean Spicer’s “holocaust centers,” but without the poison gas), Sir Pent skillfully whips, flogs, paddles, spanks and wallops Princess and Fire, together and separately, topless and panties flogged halfway down. They don’t get any pyramids constructed, but they do get smacked into “sub space,” that sublime, almost beatified trance state that many consensual submissives go into as they are beaten or tortured, endorphins rising in their bloodstreams as rapture rises in their souls. For this, they appear to be deeply, perhaps eternally, grateful.

And isn’t being “grateful” what Easter, Passover and the Res-Erection of Spring are all about?  

So, what’s in it for the Dom? Sir Pent is, by his own exuberant admission, quite “sadistic.”  The fact that he is able to channel his sadism into smacking the backs, boobs and behinds of various happy masochists and submissives, rather than bullying small countries with big bombs, is a credit to his creativity and bonoboësque morality.

Princess & Fire submit to their beloved Taskmaster. Photo JoeyXLA

Chocolate Easter eggs all around!

Mistress Liz & Her Big Dick

It’s always (well, almost always) fun to receive a surprise holiday guest, and ours is the vivacious Mistress Liz, a lifestyle mistress who is great fun, and might be as “sadistic” as Sir Pent, though she does it in her own, distinctly feminine, effervescent fashion.  She is also a gal after Dr. Sigmund Freud’s heart, as she is a perfect example of a woman with “penis envy.” Dr. Freud might be somewhat shocked to see how Ms. Liz satiates her phallic desire by simply rocking one of her own, lifting her red latex skirt to reveal a 10-inch realistic strap-on dildo.

Almost immediately, Mistress Liz lifts her latex skirt to show us what she’s packing. Photo: JoeyXLA

She’s only started wearing strap-ons this year, but feels she’s a “natural” and can’t wait to show off what she can do. In fact, throughout the first part of the show, she’s like a guy who can’t keep his dick in his pants, except…she’s a gal who can’t keep her dick under her skirt.

Mistress Liz’s big gun hovers over Trump. Photo Rick Slick

At various points throughout the show, her big silicon MOAB hovers over the helpless head of our Trump dick, portending… something ominous, though who knows what with Trumplethinskin the Missile Fetishist trying to shore up his sagging ratings.

Eventually Mistress Liz finds a “home” for her hot cock, first inside the worshipful mouth, and then (sheathed in a Glyde America Vegan Condom and lubed up with Astroglide) the very happy ass of a demonically devout nun, our own Sister Jacquie Blu, in shackles and chains reminiscent of Jesus’ bondage under the Roman centurions.

Sister Jacquie’s submission to Mistress Liz’s big dong is not exactly a miracle, but it is a sight to behold.

Preparing the Sacrificial Nun. Photo: JoeyXLA

Though I suck the Jesus Jackhammer with some conviction, Sister Jacquie receives Ms. Liz’s rod like it’s the staff of God Almighty.

She moans and calls out his name, in prayers and curses, as the merciless (but consensual) Mistress Liz wallops and then reams her ass, thrusting violently enough to make most folks crack, but apparently just enough to make Sister Jacquie explode like a love bomb.

Easter Love Bomb Communion. Photo: JoeyXLA

Yes indeed, fire that Mother of All Missiles between your legs. Make love not war.

Jesus Jackhammer Rising & Dayenu Flogging

Before this apocalyptic climax, we indulge in a few other rituals that some might call a divine sacrilege but we feel is simply divine, as well as fun and meaningful, such as roleplaying the Res-Erection with a Divine Interventions “Jesus Jackhammer” dildo rising up out of a Vulva Puppet. Amen and Awomen.  Upon penetration, all sing, “Hallelujah! Jesus is in her now!”

Jesus Jackhammer rises up from the Vulva Puppet! Hallelujah. Photo: OCSnaps

We also interrupt the serious beatings with a little scallion flogging, a real Sephardic Jewish tradition that Orthodox Rabbi Shmuley Boteach  taught Capt’n Max and me at his family Seder, as his seven kids, wife, dad, brother and sister-in-law sat around the Seder table smacking each other on the back with green onions during every chorus of “Dayenu.”

Dayenu! Sephardic Scallion Flogging explained on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Rick Slick

Then and now, the scallions break as we smack, simultaneously breaking everyone up into giggles of cathartic release, though Sephardic tradition tells us they are reminders of the whippings the Hebrew slaves endured from their Egyptian taskmasters.

It’s a different kind of “family-style” consensual whipping, if you ask me. In Rabbi Shmuley’s case, you could say the scallion smacking was an appetizer for the Seder meal. In Bonoboville’s case, it’s just a smellier kind of flogging. Here is a case in which something that appears sacrilegious is actually religious. Yet isn’t that often the case with religion? One person’s blasphemy is another’s voice of God.

Is The Bonobo Way blasphemous to your faith? Photo JoeyXLA

Indeed, our intention in this Commedia Erotica celebration of perhaps the most profound Judeo-Christian holidays of the year, is not to offend, but to entertain, challenge, investigate, tickle your pickle and inspire your sapiosexual and yes, even your spiritual desire.  

It certainly inspires the Captain’s desire as we more than dutifully fulfill the Jewish “mitzvah” (good deed) of having sex with your spouse on a holiday, whereupon Jesus rises again, my bunny gets hopping, and soon we’re the ones calling out to God.

Ready for Our Mitzvah! Photo: Selfie

Enjoy the show, and have a happy Bonobo Spring! May peace through pleasure sprout from the deep dung of our times.

First Row: Gypsy Bonobo, Trump Sucks Eggs, Princess, Fire. Second Row: Jacquie Blu, Mistress Liz, The Irreverend Dr. Susan Block, Sir Pent. Third Row: Ikkor the Wolf. Photo: JoeyXLA

Thanks to this week’s volunteers and staff: Camera Operator – Alan Smithee; Photographers – Rick Slick, JoeyxLA, OCSnaps; Intern –Maurice Plough; On-Campus Bonobos – Abe Perez, Del Rey, Gypsy Bonobo, Harry Sapien, Jacquie Blu, MarsFX, Johnny Jungle, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel. 

© April 15, 2017. 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.

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Catherine Imperio, Ricochet, Capt’n Max, Dr. Suzy (with Dirty Tequila) and SAC Creator Dr. Sarah Russo. Main Photo: L’Erotique

Length 1:38:31     Date: May 24, 2014

We open this live DrSuzy.Tv show reeling with revulsion over the umpteenth mass murder in our violence-crazed world. The latest “spree killing” happened to be committed in our fair state of California, just up the coast from Bonoboville in idyllic Isla Vista near the campus of UC Santa Barbara, having been the scene of another high-profile mass-murder when Hollywood kid David Attias ran over four pedestrians back in 2001, but that’s another movie—er, story.

The now-infamous perpetrator of this latest horror, one Elliot Roger, another lonely child of Tinseltown with what the family lawyer called “high-functioning Asperger’s,” is the eldest son of award-winning British-American filmmaker, Peter Rodger, best-known for his work as assistant director of The Hunger Games, a popular dystopian-futuristic film series about attractive young people who, in a nationally televised action spectacle, desperately try to kill each other.

The younger Rodger’s internationally broadcast spectacle includes a series of videos, writings and, of course, murders, that reveal him to have been a deeply disturbed, narcissistic, misogynistic, racist, sexually frustrated, creepily-metrosexual, utterly alienated, self-confessed 22-year-old virgin who really, truly defies analysis. That doesn’t stop lots of us, from feminists and psychiatrists to gun nuts and “game” players, from trying to analyze him. None of us knew Elliot Rodger (the folks that did are lying low), so we’re primarily speaking from our own understanding of what we’ve heard and seen in a kind of whisper-down-the-lane outpouring of emotional horror, intellectual posturing and general human hysteria.

Since the final “scene” of Rodger’s three-part real-life rampage occurred on the streets of Santa Barbara, we start the show webcamming with our “reporter” on-location in Santa Barbara, Catherine Imperio, partly to make sure she’s not among the victims and partly just to see her adorkable face with no make-up, looking lovely if a little sleepy, cuddling with her mini-dragon Ricochet. Last time we saw Cat, her hair was electric green. Now she’s blonde, which triggers our panic reflex since Rodger had a special hostility for the “beautiful blondes” of Santa Barbara who apparently didn’t want to date him, have sex with him or let him push them off a roof, preferring the company of other, less-obviously-woman-hating guys. Go figure!

Then, like a regular news show, my tech team deftly switch our webcams from Santa Barbara to Boston, home of one of last year’s more disturbing mass murders, the Boston Marathon bombings, committed by a couple of brothers who may have been slightly more interested in terrorism than seeking vengeance against snobby blondes, but were just as vainly metrosexual as Rodger.

Desperate to take a break from these ever more atrocious atrocities, we’re happy to talk about their antidote (in more ways than one)—SEX!—with the very sexy, smart, single and also very blonde Dr. Sarah Russo, Boston area pharmacist and creator of the Sexual Activity Calendar (SAC), a cell phone app which organizes your hook-ups according to date, place, name of partner, type of activity, e.g., “sex,” “making out,” “handjob,” “saw boobies” or “slept with more than one person.” Basically, you put the what, where, when and with whom you wound up in the sack in your SAC. It also helps you to keep track of your meds, allergies, insurance and other important medical information, which is far more important than keeping a sexual conquest list, unless you’re Lindsay Lohan. But it’s also far more fun to talk about sex than meds (though we do wonder if Elliot Roger was on or off of his).

And yes, it’s still the merry Masturbation Month of May or, as M Month bloggamy reader Tehachapi Lover calls it, Maysterbation Month. So we explore how SAC can be used to log self-love sessions as well as hook-ups. Politely avoiding Avid Masturbator’s tweeted requests, Dr. Sarah doesn’t deign to masturbate for us, or join us in Bonoboville Communion (though if she had her own bottle of dangerously delicious Dirty Tequila, I’m sure she would) or even tell us how she likes best to let her fingers do the walking. “My parents could be watching!” she explains, which isn’t just an excuse, since her Dad is her business partner in getting SAC’d (we won’t look too deeply into that partnership). With a wink and a smile, Dr. Sarah does promise to think about us later when she jills off. We certainly will think about her!

Mid-show, we take a moment to remember Alyssa Funke, the 19-year-old University of Wisconsin straight-A student who recently committed suicide, after having been outed and cyberbullied for performing in porn. We talk about the consequences of bullying for the victim and society, a recurrent theme since our XXtra Cialis show when we read Chris Gagliardi’s open letter about the bullying he suffered as a child with infantile autism.

With just a few minutes left, we continue to try to understand the recent horror in Isla Vista. ““It’s obviously the work of a madman,” said Santa Barbara County Sheriff Bill Brown, regarding the younger Rodger’s spectacle, in an apparent effort to say something without saying much of anything to the violence-hungry, quote-needy media. Of course, killing seven people, including yourself, would seem to be the quintessential definition of “madness.” At least, everyone (besides other crazies) can agree on that point. And yet, in his chilling, now viral “Retribution” video, he does not act like a wild-eyed, drooling “madman,” but more like a well-spoken (if scripted) actor delivering his soliloquy, detailing his self-obsessed misery as if to future journalists, screenwriters and bloggers whom he imagines will write his story, pouting, preening and adjusting his designer sunglasses as he announces he will soon “take great pleasure in slaughtering all of you.”

His pronouncements might seem ridiculous, and certainly pathetic, if they weren’t followed by a real-life rampage that took the lives of six innocent people and wounded several others: “Tomorrow is the day of retribution, the day in which I will have my revenge… You girls have never been attracted to me. I don’t know why you girls aren’t attracted to me, but I will punish you all for it.”

The terrible truth is that he really did “punish (us) all” by doing something so heinous he got his smug little mug in front of almost as many eyeballs as his dad got with The Hunger Games, maybe more. And now here we all are, wringing our hands over him and his ilk. Those of us who happen to be blonde, female or a male whom females like are looking over our shoulders with a bit more fear and suspicion. The little creep is punishing us all. The most effective thing we can do is hashtag #YesAllWomen until our fingers hurt. At least we’re reaching out to each other. That’s positive.

Because “madman” that he was, Rodger is part of a terrible trend of very mad men in line to go on the next “spree,” spraying bullets at innocent women, men and children like the ultimate evil ejaculation, each “copycatting” the others, each adding their own twists, a manifesto, a shock of Joker red hair, a religious tract, a homemade reality show… and who knows what the next lunatic will choose as his motif? Maybe it’s because I’m a sex therapist but I often feel that, suicide bomber or mad gunman, frustrated sexuality lurks at the heart of the problem. Whether these sexless young men are looking forward to 72 virgins in heaven or revenge on all the girls they couldn’t have (or, in some cases, the girls they couldn’t be) or a frighteningly perverse, posthumous glory (there have already been attempts to post Elliot Rodger “hero” pages and guys on PUAHate threatening to “go Rodger”), sexual repression and denigration is pulling the trigger on many innocent lives.

Of course, the vast majority of these moaning sexual frustratos don’t kill anybody, and sexual frustration is no excuse for any kind of bad behavior. But could part of our society’s problem be that we don’t give young men better answers as to what to do about sexual frustration if, for instance, the objects of their desire don’t desire them? Not to minimize Rodger’s personal madness, misogyny and bloated sense of privilege… but could it be that our culture gives killing and gaming far more honor, glamour, glory and respect than we give sex and loving?

Though some of the crazed violence in our world spews from the shaking hands of bitter loners like Rodger, let us not forget that most of it is organized and sanctified by our Military-Industrial Complex, Prison-Industrial Complex and generally gun-crazed police. They are the kings of far larger killing fields, all of it glorified and gory-fied by mass entertainment, from Red Dawn to The Hunger Games to the slick advertisements that entice aimless young frustratos to join the military and become professional killers (or get killed). This brings up some of the same themes we discussed with Lara Riscol in Gun Shots or Cum Shots? Sex Vs. Violence in American Media surrounding a couple of other mass murders in 2012. It’s all part of America’s passionate fetish for guns. And yes, it is a fetish. Large numbers of Americans, including a disproportionate amount in power, love guns, bombs and violence better than regular sex in essentially the same way that a nylonfetishist loves pantyhose, stockings and garter belts better than regular sex. Of course, a nylon fetish is pretty harmless. But a gun fetish? Look forward to more blood in the streets and in the media.

Stuck in a waiting room the night before Rodger’s spree, Max and I were forced to watch “regular” TV, which meant a non-stop barrage of killing, from comic-book-style, razzle-dazzle mass-murders to balletic, operatic homicides to slow, gory immolations. It still amazes me that you can show a woman’s blood and guts spilling out on prime-time American TV, but can you show her healthy naked breasts? Of course not! That’s considered obscene.

Not that I’m for any kind of censorship, not at all. I just wish there could be more rewards for artists doing work that encourages peaceful, erotic solutions to conflicts instead of the sexploitative violent stuff that always gets the green-light. What about gun control? Yes indeed, America needs more gun control, especially to keep semi-automatic weapons out of the hands of children and “polite” nutcases like Rodger. But gun control is no panacea. Rodger used a hammer and knives to murder his first three victims. The Boston Marathon massacre exploded from homemade bombs created from pressure-cookers. We should pay better attention to violent threats posted on YouTube. And yes we should take a few bucks from the war chest and invest in a better social system for addressing chronic mental-health issues in angry, mentally ill individuals like Rodger. Then again, there is also the great and grave danger of a One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest “combine” of well-meaning mental health professionals over-medicating and confining people unnecessarily.

The only “solution” to human society’s violence plague that I can hang my hat on is following the Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure. The Make-Love-Not-War bonobo apes who share almost 99% of our DNA have created a society where sexual pleasure and empathetic communication are paramount, and war and murder do not exist, where the females gently dominate or share power in most spheres of life, even though the males are physically stronger. Of course, humans aren’t and can’t be just like bonobos, but we can and should learn from them, as well as help save them from extinction, because they will help us save ourselves.

As a sex therapist, I can’t help but wonder, if Elliot Rodger had been my client, could I have helped him? Could I have stopped him? That’s one reason he’s gotten under my skin, because his grievances remind me of some of my clients’ complaints. The Rodger family lawyer says Elliot was seeing “multiple therapists,” but were any of them specifically addressing his sexual problems? Of course, Rodger was an extremely tough case, but sex therapy has helped countless sexual frustratos grapple with their perceived inadequacies, their overblown sense of entitlement and their disturbingly high levels of misogyny. One of the most rewarding aspects of sex therapy is helping guys who, like Rodger, find themselves reluctant virgins (a.k.a. “incels”—involuntary celibates) well into adulthood, and there’s no one with whom they can discuss and evaluate their options. Many of them are profoundly angry with the women inside and outside their lives who haven’t “given them a chance,” from those goddess-like “popular girls” to their mothers and step-mothers. I try to help these men stop blaming women and fussing over their virginity and just lose it already. I’m not sure if it would have worked for Rodger, but I’ve sent many a shy virgin to my friend Dennis Hof’s legal brothels for their first-time sex experience, and that often really does make a “new man” of them. I’ve sent a few of the more fearful or touch-averse to IPSA-certified sex surrogates, and I’ve encouraged others to take up activities ladies love like ballroom dancing so they can meet women on their own, but with the odds well-stacked in their favor. This is not about being a “pick-up artist;” it’s about coming “out of isolation,” as my old friend performance artist Frank Moore would say.

Of course, some men have problems with women because they’re actually more attracted to men, and I try to help such men accept their homo- or bisexuality and find a nice guy. Some rage at females because they really wish they could be women, but they’re profoundly afraid to admit this “sin” against masculinity, even to themselves. I wonder if Rodger might have felt such feelings, since he “never even kissed a girl,” and reports so far indicate that he didn’t try to ask out any of the women he claims to have lusted after. I try to help such individuals to acknowledge and explore their deepest desires as well as their shame, and then decide what action to take, if any. As for the very few who genuinely want to stay virgins, I just try to help them enjoy the everyday wonders of solo sex, and not just in the merry Masturbation Month of May.

Fortunately, there are very few individuals as disturbed as Elliot Rodger, and even fewer that would carry out their vicious fantasies as he did. But many angry adult virgin men, like Rodger, are confused by the mixed messages about sex and violence that our society sends out to them and all of us. They hear that virginity is something we should “save” and then effortlessly “lose” to someone special—whether someone we love or the most popular kid in school—when it is really just one of many steps we take on the road of our sexual evolution. They get the message that sex is bad enough to keep off of prime time TV while brutal violence and murderous “games,” where the losers die and the winner takes all, are perfectly acceptable family entertainment. Then they watch the news and see “real life” where a “spree killer” like Rodger becomes more famous than his own award-winning dad literally overnight. And we wonder why so many “madmen” stalk our sororities, our streets and our psyches.

On that note, I’d like to personally thank Richard Martinez, whose son, 20-year-old Chris Martinez, was shot and killed while standing in a deli, for having the courage and fortitude to speak out in the midst of his anguish and remind us, “people need to understand that real people died here… because it could be them,” and ask us to reach out to each other across the aisle of politics, that “rudderless bunch of idiots in government” and across the rivers of blood, Hollywood glitz, military brass and NRA cash and “do something” about America’s out-of-control fetish for guns, violence and killing-as-conflict-resolution.

Far be it for me to lay this horror at the feet of Elliot Rodger’s poor mother, who seems to have tried her best to get help for her crazy son and then stop him once she got the news. But I can’t help but think of the advice Max’s mother gave to him when he was a little boy. Quite the Neopolitan princess, she didn’t give him much advice about anything, but she did tell him this, “Always be nice to girls.” If only more of us—from the streets to the Pentagon—could get and follow that simple message. Be nice to girls… and boys. It’s the Bonobo Way… coming soon to a Kindle near you. In the meantime, let’s connect in Bonoboville (our exciting new social media site!) and do our best to make the world a more bonoboësque place.

Parts of this blog are published in COUNTERPUNCH “America’s Best Political Newsletter” as “Hunger Games, Killing Fields: The Terrible Truth about Elliot Rodger“

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Length 01:45:40 Date: June 2, 2018

by Dr. Susan Block

Happy International Whores Day! The more politically correct term is Int’l Sex Workers Day (though there’s something satisfyingly blunt and naughty about the word “whore”), and on this special holiday show, we celebrate and defend the human rights of sex workers of all kinds. Yes, indeed Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, Porn Stars and Presidunces, Crusaders and Cam Girls, Hookers and Johns, it’s Pride Season, and it’s time for Sex Worker Pride.

Ikkor, Abe, Anne,Violet, Dr. Suzy, Kacy Tgirl, Phoenix, JuxLii. Photo:: Capture It Photography

Stop the War on Whores!

Our new Speakeasy Journal’s “BACKPAGE” section is now accepting classified and display ads from Sex Workers of all kinds. No Traffickers Allowed!! Just Good Old-Fashioned Honest Adult Whores, Happy Hookers, FemDoms & Healers. Photo: Capture It Photography

As I wrote over 20 years ago when I first visited my old buddy Dennis Hof’s Moonlight Bunnyranch Bordello:

“We all know prostitution is the “oldest profession,” probably one of history’s earliest forms of human commerce. I’d say that it’s older than humanity, since plenty of other animals practice their own versions of prostitution. When a male chimp goes up to a female chimp with a banana and an erection, and she takes both, but insists on getting the banana up front, what is that? Okay, so I’m anthropomorphizing a bit, but not much.

“Back to human history. Though some say prostitution is the epitome of sacrilege, it wasn’t always so. There was a time when prostitution was a vital aspect of religion. The ancient Hebrew word for “prostitute” is k’deshah, which means “sacred” or “holy.” Organized prostitution was first practiced by temple priestesses in Mesopotamia, ancient Greece, Crete and Canaan, and the money they made was used to support the temple. To be a sacred temple prostitute was to be a powerful, respected woman. To have sex with the temple prostitute was to commune with the Goddess, to have a religious experience. Some were career prostitutes, others were placed into the “service” for a few months or years by their families, rather like a family might send a son into the military.

Temple prostitution, along with the general sexual freedom of women, was crushed with the rise of various patriarchal tribes, such as the Hebrews who called it an “abomination,” and was virtually wiped out with the spread of Christianity and Islam. Over time, all prostitution became synonymous with illegal, immoral, sacrilegious sexuality, but it never disappeared. And it never will. Why? Because good sex is very valuable. Hey, even bad sex has value to some people. And some people will always be willing to pay for it.”

Since I wrote those words, it seems like society has become more and more accepting of prostitution and other forms of sex work. However, with the recent passage of SESTA/FOSTA (passed by a disgustingly overwhelming Congressional majority and signed into effect by America’s most famous John, the uber-Hypocrite-in-Chief, “David Dennison” tRUMP), we have taken a giant step backwards into a new Sexual Dark Ages.

We keep the Hypocrite-in-Chief, the Trumpus John who signed the evil SESTA , under gag order with a penis pacifier on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Capture It Photography

It’s all very disturbing, but on this special day, we take courage from the Whores of Yore, especially the hundred or so sex workers who occupied the Saint-Nizier Church in Lyon, France, 30 years ago, on June 2, 1975, to protest the criminalization and exploitation of their profession. Eight days later, police forces brutally raided the Church; the action sparked a Sex Workers Rights movement and a holiday to commemorate those brave French whores who stood up for sex work long before it was even dignified with that name.

Cleopatra, Whore of the Nile and Great Queen of Egypt

Many whores throughout history inspire us.  Some have been very political, like Cleopatra who saved Egypt from being demolished by Rome by seducing of Julius Caesar. Of course, she picked the wrong john when she hooked up with Marc Antony, and both lost badly to Octavius Caesar, but even whores make mistakes, like everyone else.

Sex workers are human!

PHOTOS 1&2: PHOENIX DAWN.  PHOTOS 3&4: JUX LII

That’s one of the major points of #InternationalWhoresDay or, even more gangsta: #InternationalHeauxDay.

Times are tough for sex workers, but I’m optimistic about our chances for progress. It’s true that many “johns” (including the whores for the NRA and Defense Industry in Congress) don’t feel that decriminalization is necessary or even beneficial because they think they can keep their dirty little secrets about their infidelity, their fetishes, their taboo predilections and pecadilloes, etc, hidden under a cloak of anti-sex work politics. In other words, they’re hypocrites. But in the Internet age, secrets, including sexual secrets, are becoming more and more difficult to keep.  This is problematic in many ways regarding our privacy and personal security, but may prove advantageous for the Sex Workers rights movement.

Speak Up, Speakeasy & Spanking

Our cast of guests and staff include people who marched in the great LA Sex Workers March earlier that day.

Bryan and Lexi Lore, holding the “Sex Work Is Real Work” sign, march for International Whores Day. Photo: Jux Lii

DrSuzy.Tv Associate Producer, Phoenix Dawn‘s arms are covered with the slogans of the movement, “Let Us Live” and “#SWOP #APAC,” (Sex Workers Outreach Project and Adult Performer Advocacy Committee).

Spanking Phoenix with our new Speakeasy Journal. Photo: Capture It Photography

As naughty as she is fabulous, Phoenix gets a series of spankings throughout the show for various infractions  such as talking off-mic, wandering off-set, etc

Also, of course, because she is my Ass. Producer.

Bare Hand Spanking. Photo: Capture It Photography

Full disclosure: Phoenix’s spankings also serve as “product placement opps” for our new SPEAKEASY Journal, as well as The Bonobo Way, my Jux Leather finger flogger and my bare hands.

Phoenix gets an Em-BARE-ASSED spanking. Photo: Capture It Photography

Phoenix and our lead photographer, Jux Lii, joined our friends from Dominatrixes Against Donald Trump, including Mistress Tara Indiana and Goddess Soma Snakeoil, plus XXX’s cutest young couple, Lexi Lore and Bryan Jameson, as well as the brilliant “Whore Next Door,” Siouxsie Q. James, along with Bella Bathory, Michael Vegas, Wry Mantione and many more in LA’s great 100-strong March for sex workers, whores and working girls.   

Phoenix with Dominatrixes Against Donald Trump (D.A.D.), aka “Women Who Pee Standing” director Mistress Tara and Goddess Soma leading two tRUMPs by the tie at the International Sex Workers Day March in LA

 Now, just in case you don’t know, I am not a “working girl.” Nor am I a pimp or panderer, although I have had my broadcast studios invaded (once in 1997 and again in 2000) by over a dozen armed and dangerous LAPD officers who figured that anyone that dresses like me, talks like me and acts like me must be a prostitute. But no, I’m not. Sorry to disappoint you, officers! Actually, I’m not sorry at all; in the second raid, one of them put a gun to my head and almost killed me, claiming that my glittering rings looked like a gun. For their egregious error, I sued the LAPD (see my briefs), fought them in Federal Court and was lucky and plucky enough to win a nice settlement from them. Though I’m not at liberty to disclose the amount, let’s just say it really helped us build Bonoboville. 

Though it’s not my “thing,” I do have great respect for in-person prostitutes. Hookers are the foot-soldiers in the field of sexual freedom. They’re the infantrywomen and men fighting for all of our sexual rights in the trenches, putting their bodies on the line.

Jux Lii, in “Rentboy” shirt and kilt, talks about being at the March as Phoenix fondles her own boobs (you like that, don’t you?). Photo: Capture It Photography

I myself am not so brave. I’m just a simple sex therapist, sexologist, pop philosopher, mistress of the airwaves and your designated driver through the intoxicating world of human sexuality.

And yet, I’m the first to acknowledge that all forms of sex work can be very therapeutic, which is why, in my fashion, I join the fight for the rights of all sex workers.

Cougar and Camtern Communion

We’ve got a relatively small group gathered in the Womb Room for this show, as some of our scheduled guests are too exhausted from the March (or whatever) to make it.

Chatting with guests Violet Myers and Kacy Tgirl. Photo: Capture It Photography

First on the mic is Kacy TGirl , a sex worker in various aspects of the field, from producing adult films to seeing clients privately, a trans/MILF/cougar and an activist in the sex workers’ rights movement. We talk about how much of the private sex work she does isn’t “sex,” at least not physically, as she often talks with johns, like a therapist, about their innermost erotic feelings that they can’t share with anyone else.

Kacy Tgirl is Bonoboville Communion Altar Girl as Phoenix chats with Violet. Photo: Capture It Photography

Later in the show, Kacy doffs her top to be an Altar Girl for Bonoboville Communion. Having taken many traditional Catholic Communions as a youngster, our eroticized version of the ritual holds a special meaning for her.

Kaci Tgirl gets a spanking. Photo: Capture It Photography

For talking off-mic, Kacy also gets a spanking. So much naughtiness in the Womb Room!

Next to Kacy as we start the show is our new intern, Violet Myers, a college psychology major who is helping out with various aspects of the show in conjunction with her career interest in sex therapy, as well as her sociology “Sex & Gender” class. Last Saturday was Violet’s first show with us, and we were down a crew member, so she ran camera (and did an excellent job, according to Capt’n Max, the connoisseur of cam work).

Bonoboville Communion Altar Girl Violet Myers unveils her beautiful natural 34DDD’s. Also, did you notice her cute sneakers? . Photo: Slick Rick

This show, since we had a few guest no-shows, Violet fills in as a guest. This actually makes me a little nervous at first, since the show can get pretty raunchy, and I see her as a very bright, knowledgeable but “innocent” college gal. Besides, she’s my “intern,” and I don’t want to be that kind of boss lady…

Then she spills that she’s also a Cam Girl! My nerves thus soothed, we talk about how nowadays many college students do cam work to support themselves and their (often rather expensive) educations. Cam work is a very popular modern form of sex work (we offer Webcam Sex Therapy here at the Institute) and, unlike in-person prostitution, is perfectly legal. However, it is stigmatized, as so many forms of human sexual expression (besides married, monogamous procreation under the covers with the lights off) are denigrated in our society.

Giddy for titty. Photo: Capture It Photography

We talk about the stigma, as well as the fact that much of Violet’s Cam Work/Sex Work is a lot like sex therapy. Also she loves roleplaying “Catgirl.”

Saying the “Prayer” over the Altar before sprinkling the Sacred Salt… much to the Altar Girl’s amusement. Amen & Awomen! Photo: Slick Rick

In the second half of the show, Violet volunteers to serve as Altar Girl for Bonoboville Communion.

Sprinkling the Sacred Salt on Violet’s Communion Altar. Amen and Awomen! Photo: Capture It Photography

 Though her grandmother is a strict Catholic, her mom is more of a “spiritual” person, and Violet herself is, as we discover on this show, a very open, adventurous young woman.

The top of her elegant burgundy dress is a bit difficult to pull down, but the results are more than worth the effort. All eyes in the Womb Room widen as “Camtern” Violet unveils her beautiful, bountiful “altar,” measuring an all-natural 34DDD.

Phoenix and I lick the Sacred Pink Salt from Violet’s Altar. Photo: Slick Rick

Phoenix and I take one boob each for a very yummy Bonoboville Communion. Though I know Violet’s an experienced cam girl and has volunteered to be Altar Girl with more than “enthusiastic consent,” I still feel a tad naughty for so lasciviously licking the sacred salt from her luscious, hardening nipples, since she’s also our intern… uh, “camtern.”

Our in-studio audience certainly “laps it up” visually, and a sense of communal ecstasy pervades the Womb Room, another example of real “breast therapy” in action.

Next: Waterboarding, Bonobo-Style with Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur. Unlike new CIA director “Bloody” Gina Haspel, our waterboarding is consensual and fun for all.

Happy POW Phoenix gets Waterboarded, Bonobo-Style. Photo: Capture It Photography

This time I get waterboarded (one of the benefits of not having most of your scheduled guests show up), “imprisoned” by the hot legs of three sexy sex workers!

I get Waterboarded, Bonobo-Style, imprisoned by three hotties. Photo: Capture It

Sex-Work is Pro-Choice

Joining us again is Anne Hunter, masseuse, singer, bon vivant, self-described “Christian,” sometime phone and webcam sex therapist with the Institute and sometime (other times) escort/courtesan/sex worker.

Anne Hunter talks about the relationship between Roe vs. Wade and Sex Work. Photo: Slick Rick

An opinionated MILF/cougar with mischievous charm, Anne makes some excellent points about Roe vs. Wade having acknowledged women’s rights to control our own bodies, including our genitalia, thus essentially giving us the right to use our bodies for sex work. With that in mind, it’s about time the Pro-Choice Movement lend some support to sex workers.

It’s also time for the #MeToo movement to support sex workers. As I’ve said many times since Harvey Weinstein was first outed, the decriminalization and destigmatization of sex work will help to prevent at least some sexual harassment in the workplace.

Anne frees the nipple, providing a little free Breast Therapy to our Bonoboville viewers, incel or active, as do Phoenix and I. Photo: Capture It Photography

It would also help to stem the Incel Epidemic, currently on the rise, and at its worst, massacring innocents.

Ann also gives us some lovely Breast Therapy.

Naughty Annie gets a spanking. Photo: Capture It Photography

But like so many naughty DrSuzy.Tv guests, she talks off-mic a couple times too many, earning herself a good OTK (over-the-knee) spanking, much to the delight of the Womb Room.

Happy Bday Abe!

It’s also our technical director Abe Bonobo’s birthday.

Happy Birthday, Abe! Photo: Capture It Photography

Abe started working with us when he was just under 21, and much of what Bonoboville is today is thanks to his technical direction and web mastery. We won’t say how many years ago that was because he appears to have reached the age when he no longer wants to tell how old he is.

He emerges from his control room duties to sit through the Womb Room warbling a very off-key (well, I’m off-key) rendition of “Happy Birthday.”

Blow, Abraham, Blow! Photo: Capture It Photography

Then he puts his lips together and blows… out his candles.

This engenders a bit of birthday splosh. I lick up a couple of super-sweet globs of icing from Kaci Tgirl’s and my Ass. Producer’s nipples.

Cougar Anne Hunter offers her sploshed nipple to the Birthday Boy. Photo: Slick Rick

Anne offers the birthday boy a lick of frosting from her nip. When he demurs, she offers him a taste from her shoulder, whereupon the Womb Room goes wild and, somewhat succumbing to peer pressure (after all, it’s his birthday), Abe takes a lick.

Coincidentally, the June 2018 issue of Cosmo features an article about food, sex and sploshing, with a couple of quotes from yours truly.

I’m in Cosmo again, in the June issue talking sexy Chocolate & Pineapple Splosh. Photo: Capture It Photography

For much messier splosh, including “Sploshing Trump,” check out the first edition of our new SPEAKEASY Journal.

Happy Bday Marilyn

It’s also Marilyn Monroe’s birthday, so I wear a Marilyn halter top given to me by Squirting Queen and one of our favorite guests of all time, Annie Body, many birthdays ago.

Wearing the Marilyn top that Annie Body gave me for Marilyn’s Bday. Photo: Slick Rick

My middle name is “Marilyn” (Dad adored MM, but Mom refused to name me after the world’s most famous sexpot, so they settled on it being my middle name), and her legacy has followed me around—for good and bad—all my life. MM is both my guardian angel and naughty little devil.  

Marilyn and Me. Photo: Selfie

I’ve been thinking lately of Marilyn as a type of sex worker. Her work as a Hollywood actress was perfectly legal, of course, though she almost certainly did some sex work in her early Great Depression days, rolled through many a “casting couch,” and often played real-life sex workers, such as in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, How to Marry a Millionaire and Some Like It Hot.

In front of the original Mark Christian painting of Marilyn that Max gave me before we got married. Photo: Selfie

Whatever she portrayed, MM always stimulated the sexuality of her fans. She was greatly beloved for that talent, but also denigrated. Even though she held her own with intellectuals like her ex-hubby Arthur Miller and political leaders like the Kennedy Brothers, the sexpot/sex worker stigma clung to this great comedic actress, perhaps contributing to her tragic ending and her iconic tragi-comic-erotic status in our hearts.

Sex Workers of the World: We Bad!

After the sploshing, it’s time to dance it off.

Ikkor takes the mic and the gals get up and dance. Photo: Capture It Photography

Bonoboville Rapmaster Ikkor the Wolf takes the mic and serenades the sex workers with “She Bad.”

Let this be our rallying call.

Bonoboville Rapmaster Ikkor the Wolf LIVE on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Capture It Photography

As Mae West, who played sex workers before Marilyn’s time, said, “When I’m good, I’m very good, but when I’m bad, I’m better.”

Gardner & Daughters Publishers is BUSY with The Bonobo Way & Splosh ‘n ‘ Art. Photo: Capture It Photography

Post-Show Play

After the show, the fiesta continues, as Abe’s friends celebrate his birthday and Max’s friend, Jonathan Straus, one of his oldest pals from the 1970s, joins the fun.

With Jonathan Straus, Pr. Max and Ikkor the Wolf. Photo: Selfie

Sex is always in the air in Bonoboville, and sometimes on the beds and couches, but it’s sapiosexual conversation that continually plays through the night.

All that fun takes the Captain and myself upstairs on a nice wave communal ecstasy, mixed with (legal!) cannabis and champagne, where we release our inner bonobos with orgasmic love.

Almost Bedtiem…. Photo: Jux Lii

Before he goes to the potty, he tells me to “leave the money on the dresser.”

Just kidding, but there’d be nothing wrong with it, if it were true!

Free the Nipple! Support Sex Workers! Photo: Handsome Hollywood Jake

For more fun, latex and bonobo philosophy, check out my freshly posted DomCon LA 2018 Blog.

DomCon LA 2018 Mistress Photo by Jux Lii

Then join us again this Saturday June 9th, when we’ll hold a Magazine Launch Party right before the show at 8-10pm for our new SPEAKEASY Journal, then celebrate my B-day, which is technically on June 10th, but the show always goes past midnight, and probably at that point, someone will slide into my cake.

Support Your Local—and International—Sex Workers!

Thanks to Our Volunteers: Videographers/FB Cam— Kris A, Gideon Grayson, Danny; Photographers –  Patrick Photography, Slick Rick, Jux Lii; On-Campus Bonobos – Phoenix Dawn, Abe Perez, Camille Rosebud, Mita Altair, Harry Sapien, Gideon Grayson, MarsFX, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel

Now Anne is after Abe’s nipple! Photo: Handsome Hollywood Jake

© June 2,  2018. 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.

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Length 01:51:12 Date: March 10, 2018

by Dr. Susan Block

It’s Women’s History Month, and the Womb Room is rocking with woman power. Bonobo sapien females of all ages, shapes, sizes and races engage in nude wrestling, oral pleasures, sapiosexual Weapons of Mass Discussion, music, comedy, encounters with various men and a joyous, raucous tribute to one strong sexy woman in current American affairs whose very name evokes the ethos of our times.

Last week, we kicked off Women’s Month paying tribute to Queen Esther, a Biblical woman who saves her people from genocide with nothing but her own Weapons of Mass Seduction. This week, we continue in Esther’s lineage, honoring a living woman with the potential to “save” America from the terrors of the Trumpocalypse with her own not inconsiderable seductive powers.

And a porn star shall lead them!

Some might call that a rude bastardization of Isaiah 11:6, but really, when it comes to toppling the Trumpus, who has more legs than Putin these days? And not just legs, but also boobs the size of Obama’s first inauguration?

Stormy Daniels, of course.

Eminently worthy of a Women’s Month tribute, Stormy is a strong woman, a successful actress and director of adult films, a real-life MILF (with a seven-year-old daughter), an accomplished ranked equestrienne, a fantastic twitter smackdown artist and an American patriot now on a “Make America Horny Again” tour of strip clubs around the nation. Even as she is pilloried by alt-right trolls and mocked by sex-phobic lefties, she stands tall and true to her porn-star ethics, a role model and champion to good, honest sluts, bonoboesqe whores and “nasty women” everywhere.  

In case you’ve been off the grid for the past few weeks, Stormy is the winking eye of the scandal hurricane that has been brewing since word leaked out that Don Trumpeone’s legal consiglieri, the pugnacious Michael Cohen, paid Stormy $130,000, “out of his own pocket,” a few months before the 2016 election, allegedly in exchange for her silence over a 2006 tryst the then-27-year-old contract porn star engaged in with the current POTUS.

Here in Bonoboville, we’re excited about the Stormy Daniels case for a number of reasons. Photo: Danny Lopez

About a week ago, Stormy sued Trump, declaring that he never signed the non-disclosure agreement himself, not even as David Dennison (his lyrically alliterative pseudonym), thereby rendering it invalid and freeing her to tell her truth about it. Days later, Cohen obtained a restraining order for Trump barring Stormy from talking further about their affair that allegedly occurred just a few months after Melania gave birth to Barron.

It’s too late in terms of public knowledge. Many juicy details of this storm have already leaked and pretty much flooded the Internet and the over-wrought, post-scandalized psyches of everyone connected to it.

Here in Bonoboville, as members of the Resistance and big supporters of the porn industry and sex workers’ rights, we feel particularly close to this issue.

Not that we have any problem with presidents enjoying consensual extramarital sex with porn stars or anyone else. But it’s apparent that this unpresidented Presidunce and his legal hitman have broken some campaign finance disclosure laws in trying to hush things up just before the election when word of his self-confessed, nonconsensual “pussy-grabbing” was upsettingly fresh.

It probably would have been better for the Trump team to let Stormy tell her story then, distracting the public from his ugly boasts with the naughty, but far less “rapey” tale of a woman who’d actually consented to sex with Don Grabby-Hands. Moreover, though she’d never received the promised guest spot on “The Apprentice,” she wasn’t particularly sorry about it.

But no, the mounting Trumposity didn’t want any news of a porn-star affair to soil the Anointed One’s sacred, sordid courtship of the Religious Right, which was fatuously swallowing his flimsy-as-Stormy’s-thongs excuse that his Access Hollywood sexual assault confession was just “locker room talk.”

So, Cohen paid Daniels the (probably illegal) hush money and she hushed, sort of. Now, he’s gotten this restraining order that couldn’t anymore clearly spell out “G-U-I-L-T-Y” than if it were printed on a MAGA hat. That is, this Storm will not be restrained.

#FreeStormy Now! Let her tell her #MeToo story, like everybody else is doing these days.

Whatever happens, my hat is off to the seemingly strong, admirable and very sexy Stormy Daniels. Though I’ve never had the pleasure of talking with her on my show, I’ve interviewed countless other porn stars, including Stormy’s close friend and current assistant, Kaila Paige, retired adult-film actress, Penthouse Pet and wife of Limp Bizkit founding member Sam Rivers, who was on DrSuzy.Tv in a fabulous September, 2011 show, entitled (of all things) Penthouse Confessions.

Go Stormy, go bonobos! The fact that a very worried Drumpf is taking a Saturday morning meeting with one Emmet Flood, Bill Clinton’s old impeachment lawyer, bodes well for the Resistance.

Hopefully, if and when the Orange Menace is extinguished from our over-agitated, climate-worsening lives, he will take Mike Pence with him, as the Veep is so far up the Religious Right’s ass, he would have good sluts like Stormy imprisoned for just existing.

Spanking the Trumps’ balls with Stormy’s Forbes with Phoenix Dawn. Photo: EyePicYou

In keeping with our Commedia Erotica approach to current events, which also serves as Post-Trump Sex Disorder therapy for myself and my guests, we gag our Trump dickhead doll with that restraining order. We also spank him with the 2006 Forbes Magazine featuring himself, Ivanka—about whom his incestuous implications, including Stormy’s memory of Big Daddy saying the porn star looked like his darling daughter, keep making the rest of us gag—and Don, Jr., looking appropriately vacant of any ethics whatsoever. Surrounding our Drumpf effigy with her smooth long arms and inflated bust is the newest addition to my broadcast bed props, a big wide-mouthed blow-up doll that looks, in a way, like Stormy.

Big thanks to the good folks at Adult Warehouse Outlet for giving us our plastic “Stormy Daniels” doll, as well as some cool sex toys, and the lingerie outfits that my lovely assistants Phoenix Dawn and Mia Amore wear on this show.

With Phoenix and Mia Amore, wearing our Adult Warehouse Outlet lingerie. Photo: Selfie

The ladies picked up the bustier-slip I’m wearing, and it’s a little too big for me up top, but that seems fitting for my efforts to honor the uber-busty Stormy.

Steroids & Stormy Women

I’m also just recovering from a wicked flu that is storming through Capt’n Max and my life, practically knocking out our personal power lines. You can hear the scratch of the evil bug in my voice on his show. But I’m at no loss for energy, thanks to the “booty shot” of steroids that the doc injected in my buttocks. No, that’s doesn’t mean I did anal in the doctor’s office, you medical fetishists. But it did “hurt so good,” entering my left butt cheek with a searing pain, practically paralyzing the whole left side of my body and then, in a manic, cocaine-like rush, had me seething with vim and vigor. In fact, as I write this, I am still on said steroids, doctor’s orders (thanks Kaiser, love ya too) to keep my flu-wracked body from moving on to pneumonia. That might (partially) account for the particularly ranting nature of this show journal entry.

I now understand why some athletes love steroids, and why the teams and judges that run athletic contests forbid them. I don’t believe in the myth of sex addiction, but I do believe in the clear painful reality of steroid addiction. Also, I better comprehend the deeply energetic frustration that is called “roid rage.” I’m not personally feeling angry (at least, not so far), but then, I am blessed with the fantastic energy outlet of this show, as well as my sexy (if currently flu-riddled) marriage, now verging on 26 years. But I can easily see how those with outlets no more erotic than shopping, “working out” or just working can go crazy from this stuff.

Steroids: Human dynamite that turns to kryptonite.

Booty Shot! Photo: Danny Lopez

Under the Kaiser’s orders, I flow into the show, stormed up by Stormy Daniels tales, in a Stormy-sized bra with a ‘roid-pumping heart, when suddenly I’m surrounded by these amazing, multi-talented, loving women who seem strong enough to carry me through a real storm, and in a way, they do.

There are big women, small women, curvy women, slim women, trans women, naked women, muscular women, strong women, smart women, sexy women; so many women, it makes me sing “Hallelujah, Amen and AWOMEN.”

There are a few notable men too, as you can see in the photos, as there are in most Bonoboville gatherings, but I will talk about them a bit later. Let the guys, with their wonderful penises and “patriarchy,” get to the end of the line (for once!), at least during Women’s Month. This is Bonoboville, so we’ll treat them gently while they wait.

And allow me to apologize for introducing my amazing guests in a short and sweet, but incomplete manner; should I give them their proper just-due, this journal entry would be a book of Biblical proportions.

Meow Misti Dawn

I’ll start with a returning favorite “daughter” of the Dr. Susan Block Show, former porn star, now podcaster and cosplayer, Misti Dawn, aka “Meow Misti Dawn,” whom we haven’t seen in years before running into her doing make-up for the Red Queen on VDay at Clifton’s Cafeteria.

Meow Misti Dawn returns to Bonoboville. Photo: Danny Lopez

Some of Misti’s make-up talents show on her very own face, glittering eyelids fluttering like angels over her heavenly cheeks, her luscious curves clad in creamy lace.

No stranger to embodying strong sexy women onstage and off, Misti played the starring role of Queen Esther in our 2011 Purim Bacchanal, as well as that of Venus on our legendary Eros Day Orgy in the Womb Room.

I wish I could have spent a whole show just chatting with Misti about how her life has evolved, but as it is, she’s an excellent “panel member,” bantering away on the issues and antics of the night, including her cogent observation that the only month of the year devoted to women is also the month that doubles as a verb: March.

Speaking of which, March for Our Lives, spearheaded by the brave and eloquent student survivors of the Valentine’s School Massacre, is coming up March 24th in Washington.

Mistress Kara: Wrestling, Bonobo-Style

My next guest shows us how to channel that violent human energy into the art and sport of erotic wrestling. 

Mistress Kara flexes for the Womb Room. Photo: Juneau Digital

Mistress Kara is a “professional nude wrestler,” who works with Kink.com, among other companies, tangling lustily with men and women, both on camera and off.

Literally a “strong woman,” Mistress Kara shows off her biceps as well as her boobs (“D cup,” the lady says, though they seem almost Stormy-sized).

Ringside at Bonoboville Ladies Wrestling. Photo: Juneau Digital

She and Phoenix share a sizzling chemistry and wrestle together like wildcats or bonobo gals—juiced up on natural hormones and adrenaline, not steroids (like one of us)—doing a very aggressive hoka-hoka.

First, they tangle in lingerie, fishnet pantyhose and leggings for the Facebook cameras.

Then for the uncensored DrSuzy.Tv and Bonoboville eyes-only, they strip down for naked skin-to-skin, catfight combat.  It’s like the way the ancient Greeks conducted the original Olympics, except their athletes were all men, and ours are women.

Strong Woman on the Loose! Photo: Juneau Digital

There were Women’s Olympics too, in ancient Greece, but with the men controlling the history books, the Men’s Olympics are the ones we mostly learn about. All the more appropriate to honor Women’s History with a little live and unscripted Women’s Naked Wrestling right in the seething, estrogen-sweating, steroid-popping center of the Womb Room.

Between Bouts, Ms. Kara talks about wrestling. Photo: Juneau Digital

We’re not sure who wins this contest. Mistress Kara’s strength—not to mention body weight and muscle—certainly prevails over Phoenix.

And the Winner is… Both Phoenix & Mistress Kara! Photo: EyePicYou

On the other hand, Phoenix appears to be the grand prize winner of a good time. Add “naked wrestling” to my lovely assistant’s long list of special talents! And then there’s that passionate chemistry between both hot strong ladies; at points, it seems the two of them are the only women in the Womb Room…

Funny Fizz D.

But they’re not. Next to Ms. Kara is the elegant, erudite and witty comedienne Fizz D., who regularly hosts comedy shows throughout Los Angeles. Though prepared and encouraged to do a five-minute set, Fizz states that she is so impressed and overjoyed by the experience of being in the Womb Room with such a strong array of free women, she’d prefer to go with the flow of the show and provide commentary during our intimately wild experience. She does beautifully with that. It’s a go with the flow show.

Pointing Fingers with Fizz D. Photo: EyePicYou

Smiling pigtail to pigtail during most of the evening, the beautiful and quick Indian-American actress and comedienne, who can be found on network television shows like How to Get Away with Murder and the upcoming season of Dear White People on Netflix, Fizz D. shows she can not only take the main stage, but also enjoy and support her sisters in entertainment, even explicitly erotic entertainment.

FemCom Hi-Five. Photo: Juneau Digital

Another great bonobo gal engages Bonoboville!

TS Stunner

Moving around my bed to the porn star section of the circle, we come to budding adult starlet, Monica Raven, a trans performer who calls herself a “tranny,” politically incorrect as that might be. I find myself calling her “tranny” too, enjoying enunciating the sexy vowels of the taboo diminutive, feeling certain to suffer the slings and arrows of some of my colleagues who find the term offensive, even though Monica herself encourages me to use it. Such is the complex BDSM nature of modern sex, even when consensual.

Monica Raven strips to Carmina Formosa’s “The Kinkster,” inspired by the Bonobo Way. Photo: Juneau Digital

We cheer all her peers, and many of our own friends, bound for the Teas this weekend.

We also cheer Monica as she strips and teases us to the tune of The Kinkster by Mark Will of [ai] aka Carmina Formosa – inspired by Bonobo Way.  She’s at first a little shy, in that eye-fluttering, Queen Esther-ish way, but the porn star within emerges like the proverbial butterfly from the cocoon, and she shows her entire beautiful, naked, surgery-free body to the Womb Room

Wow. What a babe, and another passionate love for Phoenix whose bisexuality is raging with all the masculine femininity and feminine masculinity in the Womb Room .

Happy Women’s Month, Monica, a strong woman in a whole different way.

With Monica Raven at the Speakeasy Bar. Photo: Abe Bonobo

Lustty Lillith

From “Tranny Porn” to “Granny Porn,” we move along the politically incorrect adult entertainment niche-market spectrum to Lillith Lustt, a veteran porn star (whom some Bonoboville staff remember from her heyday in the 1990s) and self-confessed “schizophrenic” (well-medicated), as well as a bit of a porn activist and “character.”Lillith has done some wrestling in her time, as well as all sorts of other erotic entertainment genres.  

“Granny Porn” actress Lillith Lustt & friend Ron Jeremy. Photo: Danny Lopez

These seven scintillating “Stormy Women” surround me as we lift off into the broadcast. Then, of course, the men start horning in on the action, as well as the dialogue, as men tend to do.

Let’s Hear It for the Boys, or at least Ron Jeremy

It’s all good, in a way. It’s not like this is some kind of Wiccan Witches Circle, though it feels like that occasionally. Capt’n Max is here, most of our volunteer tech people are guys, and our audience is filled with cis-hetero couples bringing more men into our ladies night of nights.

Stormy Women of the Womb Room confront Ron Jeremy, porn icon, #MeToo pariah and old friend. Photo: EyePicYou

Nevertheless, it feels a bit momentous to introduce the first guy onto the Womb Room stage this particular show, especially since this particular guy is Ron Jeremy.

Yes, that Ron Jeremy, my old friend (since I met him in the 1980s through Dr. Toni Grant, when I was ghostwriting her book, Being a Woman, the two of us gallivanting from Beverly Hills to Honolulu, Cabo to La Costa, a different time indeed, but I digress). Ron is also an internationally renowned or notorious (depending on your judgments) XXX-rated icon, undeposed Mayor of Bonoboville, record-breaking multiple-award-winning porn phenomenon, a decent musician and comic, and newly minted #MeToo movement (adult industry wing) pariah. 

Ron hasn’t been back on the show since accusations of sexual misconduct of various sorts came barreling down on him in the tsunami of cultural change that is the #MeToo Reckoning. I’m sure that some people will criticize me and Bonoboville for even having him here; because of the allegations, the AVN convention, where Ron has long been a fixture, has banned him from its premises.

But we welcome Ron back to DrSuzy.Tv, as he has been a guest on the show dozens of times, since the 1980s. Moreover, it is just that—a show—where we interview all types of people with whom we may agree or disagree. Why, we even welcome and cordially interview (though sometimes spank) Trump supporters on this show!

On the other hand, “Dr. Suzy’s Speakeasy” in Bonoboville, LA, is more than “just” a show. It may seem surreal, but this ain’t no Apprentice. This is real reality TV, with a real bar, a real garden, a real business (gotta get your bizness going in proto-capitalist America), a real philosophy and a real community. We share our scene with friends and a few select strangers or “newbies,” so it’s important to us that all the people who are here during and after the show are “cool,” especially to women (who “rule” Bonoboville, on many levels), but really, to everybody. It’s not an exact science, but it’s the Bonobo Way, and it’s the way it has to be if we are to continue to share this relatively free and erotically open environment.

The Women Wrestle with Each Other as Ron Jeremy Wrestles with His Reckoning. Photo: Juneau Digital

Under these conditions, we welcome Ron back to the show, as we always have. I’m not going to pass judgment on any of the recent accusations, some of which sound awful (he denies them), and others that sound a little strange to my ears (like the one where someone accused him of “trying to give her a leg massage” at Hedonism II), but that could be because of media mischaracterization, so I’m reluctant to even judge those (except maybe in private while puffing a doobie). We know Ron is a very touchy-feely, kissy-grabby, “groper,” as he himself readily admits—but all of the gropings we’ve seen him indulge in Bonoboville have been consensual. Well, to be more precise, he may grab first, but as soon as a woman (he appears to only grab women) protests, he stops. He usually then moves onto someone else. There have always been more than enough women in the place who want very much to be grabbed and forcefully kissed by Ron Jeremy, women who line up for it and take selfies of themselves doing it to send their boyfriends as if they’re taking a famous ride in Disneyland, so this has not been a problem. Even on this show, with his celebrity at half-mast and accusations looming, a young woman in the audience boasts, “I got to kiss Ron Jeremy!” just before he joins us onstage. We can’t vouch for AVN or anywhere else, but he has behaved like a gentleman, not “the perfect” sort, but then, those really “perfect” gentlemen are more likely serial killers than a Ron Jeremy.

Ron Jeremy plays harmonica as Mistress Kara wrestles Phoenix Dawn in the Womb Room. Photo: Danny Lopez

Nevertheless, as always, we keep an eye on the wily, wiggly Hedgehog. Though Ron isn’t actually so wiggly this show, nor does he hog the spotlight from the luminous women, as he has done in the past, such as when he played “Pimpin’ Cousin Mordecai” to Queen Esther in last year’s raucous Purim play, literally “parting the Red Sea of Vashti/Rhiannon’s menstruating vagina with his royal scepter.  

I do feel compelled to “warn” all the ladies—on and off mic—that “Ron Jeremy is in the Womb Room! Hold onto your panties!” Or take them off for him, whatever your preference.

I also ask my old friend point-blank, what do you have to say for yourself? What do you want to say to your accusers?

To which he quietly replies, “Nothing.”

Not a brilliant answer delivered with the old RJ-panache, and yes, it’s apparent that the deluge of negative press and angry tweeting has taken its toll on the man. If he has committed sins (and who hasn’t?), he has been taking his punishments and appears humbled, if not apologetic. Certainly, some would want more, but who am I to ask him to apologize, since in all of our decades of friendship, he has never violated my trust?

I sigh and let him go along with “nothing,” sure that folks will interpret that “nothing” as something, in whatever way they wish, as people tend to do in these fast-food-style infotainment days of instantaneous analysis amidst stormy cultural shifts.

Trying to harmonize during stormy cultural shifts. Photo: Juneau Digital

Actually, it’s not quite “nothing.” Ron says he’d rather let the women of his life speak in his defense, and his longtime friend Lillith does just that, stepping in with a passionate portrayal of Ron’s respectfulness towards herself and other women they have known over many years. Ron almost has to stop her, she’s so effusive in her praises of her longtime friend, lover and co-worker. 

Back in the 1990s, Ron actually worked with our woman of the hour, Stormy Daniels, playing an Egyptian Sheik in an adult film she directed called “Desert Stormy.” For his part, Ron says he believes what Stormy has to say about her affair with Trump, whom he also met, generously pronouncing the future president’s hand-size “normal,” backstage at a Jimmy Kimmel show once upon a time.

Speaking of stormy, the air in the Womb Room is so thick with various tensions, I half-expect someone from the audience to jump up and attack Ron, or me for having him (as has been done to me on social media), but no one does.

Drama, Farce and Commedia Erotica in the Womb Room for Women’s Month. Photo: Juneau Digital

Tense or intense, everyone is having too good a time, or maybe it’s just that Ron is being too good a guest, very deferent to the ladies, playing a Scottish tune on harmonica as they wrestle. And I must say, it’s the Bonobo Way.

Ron gropes Monica. Photo: Abe Bonobo

Bonobos empower the females more than any other apes on Earth. But bonobo males are well taken care of, sexually and otherwise. Female empowerment and male well-being go hand-in-paw in Bonoboville, each contributing to the “bonobo miracle” of peace through pleasure.

Womanly Communion and More Erotic Wrestling

Meanwhile, the Women’s Month celebration rages on, with Mistress Kara and Phoenix engaging in a very spiritual and carnal Bonoboville Communion.

PHOTO 1: DANNY LOPEZ.  PHOTO2: JUNEAU DIGITAL. PHOTO 3: JOHN CLARK

As is our tradition, we follow it up with Waterboarding, Bonobo-Style with delicious St. Patrick’s green Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur.

y Waterboarding Phoenix, Bonobo-Style, with Agwa, from Head to Pedicured Toes. Photo: Juneau Digital

Ms. Kara was not brought up or brainwashed by any particular religion. Spiritual wild child, she is a gracious and enthusiastic Altar Girl to Phoenix’s lusty licks. And the Womb Room goes wild with their passion.

Happy Women’s History Month! Photo: Juneau Digital

Amen, Awomen and yum-yum!

“If you don’t have any experience and want to go all in (which spunky Mia does), it’s best to wrestle with someone with tons of experience under their belt, so you can stay safe,” Mistress Kara advises Mia and our audience as they slide in and out of half-nelsons, cradles and other classic wrestling holds, their muscles glistening with sensuous, challenged passion.

Mia Amore takes on Mistress Kara in the Womb Room Wrestling Ring. Photo: Juneau Digital

Later, “little sister” Mia gets in on the wrestling act, as Phoenix catches her breath. Mia seems to thoroughly enjoy big curvy Mistress Kara pinning and roughing up her petite body, with dominant but tender, loving care.

More Men, Music, Desert Susan and Love

At some point in the second part of the show, another male joins the circle, the one wearing an authentic Scottish kilt (which I keep incorrectly calling it a “skirt,” showing my inadvertent political incorrectness yet again), as well as a black leather tie and lace-up corset. He is Jack Friday, partner and fellow “Sir” with Mistress Kara. Yes, she likes to be called “Sir,” and so does he.

“Sir” Corsetted, in a laather kilt and tilt, Jack Friday gets down on bended knee before me. Photo: EyePicYou

Coincidentally, I find out later, that Jack, a U.S. military veteran (a “grunt of grunts” in the infantry) is a fan of our old “Desert Susan” tapes. Yes, some 27 years ago, before Ron and Stormy made “Desert Stormy,” Capt’n Max and I fell in love while making “Desert Susan,” our radio show that we sent overseas on cassette tapes to the troops in Desert Shield and Desert Storm, to both comfort and challenge them to make peace with our so-called “enemies” and stop the perma-wars.

Maybe the effects of Desert Susan are somewhat delayed; in any event, Jack is “studying war no more,” having traded his army machine gun for a leather whip and a different kind of grunting. Debonair in an old-Hollywood cowboy way, he seems to relish his life as a Dominant with his fellow Dominant, Mistress Kara, and his lovely submissive, Surka Noelle.

How about the so-called “low” girl on this polyamorous BDSM-ish totem pole? Surka expresses how happy she is, as a strong woman in control of her life, surrendering that control to “Sir” for select periods of time. Her submission to her beloved emanates grace, and is, in its way, commanding.

Surka Noelle sings an aria in the Womb Room. Photo: Danny Lopez

She especially exudes woman power when she sings an Italian aria, a cappella, for a sex-smell-saturated, hormone-intoxicated and spellbound Womb Room. What a magical musical serving wench to round out our Women’s Month representation.

The Wolf’s in the Womb Room. Photo: Danny Lopez

The show is bursting its storm drains into overtime.But we manage to squeeze in a few more minutes for our own Ikkor the Wolf’s hiphop ode to strong, sexy, stormy women who don’t let the judgments of others restrain them.

 “She Bad”!

She Bad, the Bonobo Way. Photo: John Clark

As stormy as this show is, the after-party is relatively low-key.

“Stormy Women” on DrSuzy.Tv: Lillith Lustt, Ron Jeremy rising from the Lagoon, Jack Friday, Surka Noelle, Mistress Kara, Stormy Daniels Blow Up Doll from Adult Warehouse Outlet, tRUMP doll, Monica Raven, Dr. Suzy with Forbes, Misty Dawn, Fizz D., Ikkor the Wolf, Phoenix Dawn, Mia Amore. Photo: Abe Bonobo

John Clark (an old friend of Ron’s), and his son Derek Wilder, come up to say hi. People continue to talk about the show, almost like it was a hallucinogenic experience. Guests linger under the wet and twinkling palms to chat and drink, then scatter in the stormy weather.

I can’t drink while taking antibiotics. But the steroids are still mischievously spanking my libido, so away the Captain and I go, careful not to slide off the slippery stairs, up to our little love nest above the garden, to catch each other’s colds (which we’d long before caught) and share mutually fluish, steroid-powered, decongestant-squeezed orgasms that take a while to wind up but then pop into remarkably clear-sinused fireworks (not firearms!), and then drop like parachutes into a leisurely ride on the ‘roidal roller coaster up, down and around post-coital visions, dreams and delusions for somewhere between an hour and twenty seconds, before falling into a very deep and (hopefully) healing sleep.

Thanks to Our Volunteers: Videographers- Kris A, JC; Photographers – Danny Lopez,  Juneau Digital, Eye Pic You, Danny Lopez;  On-Campus Bonobos – Phoenix Dawn, Miss Mia Amore, Abe Perez, Camille Rosebud, Mita Altair, Harry Sapien, Gideon Grayson, MarsFX, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel.

© March 11, ,2018. 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.

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Length: 122:09 minutes        Date: 11/05/2011

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This show is dedicated to committed couples who keep their bedroom doors wide open.  My featured guests are three sexy young power couples: one married five years, one about to get married in two weeks and another living and working together “24/7” for the past year.  All three have open relationships, and one even brings a gorgeous American Apparel model/porn star who is their current erotic “distraction.”  It’s a chilly autumn night, but my Womb Room heats up fast when one guest gets so hot she literally breathes fire, tonguing the flames like a lover.  Several other, less dangerous types of oral erotica ensue, climaxing with a hot husband and husband-to-be giving heroic cunnilingus and analingus to their wife and fiancée, respectively, side by side, as the rest of us cheer them on in this make-shift “Pussy-Eating Boot Camp,” demonstrating two keys to any hot sexy marriage: giving fantastic head and a keeping a good sense of Commedia Erotica.

Featured Guests:

Marlo Marquise: Back on RadioSuzy1 for her second show (her first being Retro Pierced Burlesque), this elegant fetish model and burlesque performer is the female half of our first smoldering hot power couple who mix business with pleasure, being lovers as well as business partners for House of Virtue Productions.  Strapped exquisitely, albeit uncomfortably, into another one of her lover’s unforgiving hard-leather corset, Marlo heats up the whole Speakeasy when she deep-throats fire (more…)

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Length 01:32:42 Date: June 22nd, 2019

by Dr. Susan Block.

It’s still LGBTQ Pride Month, and I am a walking, talking, licking, sucking rainbow of love.

Happy Pride Month 2019! Photo: Harry Sapien

Shout-out to the amazing Texas Geyser of Desire, bisexual squirting MILF Queen Deauxma, for giving me my slinky gay pride scarf.

However, like many, I have noticed that Pride has gone corporate, and I have mixed feelings about that.

Apple Pride.

Now sponsored by Wells Fargo, Walmart, T-mobile, Bud Light, Apple and other huge commercial enterprises, Pride parades are no longer revolutionary.

First Pride Parade: Gay Liberation Day on Christopher Street in 1970

That first Pride March, the 1970 Christopher Street Gay Liberation March on the one-year anniversary of the Stonewall rebellion, the amazing spontaneous riots against the ongoing police raids of the Stonewall Inn, a bootlegged dive bar owned by the Genovese Mafia Crime Family, on June 28th, 1969 (yay ’69!)–now that was revolutionary.

The only authentic photo of the Stonewall Rebellion

Now fully armed gay police march in uniform in Pride Parades.

Now armed cops march with Pride.

A lot of people love it, and the cops look like they’re having a ball, but it makes me queasy to see them strutting down the rainbow-strewn street with their guns and ammo, especially with so much police brutality still harming LGBTQ people, especially migrants and other people of color.

Lter in the show, three-time SUZY award winner Chris Gagliardi calls in to share his emotional experience watching Englewood, New Jersey City Hall raise the Rainbow Flag. Tale like this make me happy that Gay Pride has gone mainstream.

Macy’s at Pride 2019

But Pride Marches are now like a Macy’s Day Parade with rainbows instead of turkeys, and not much wild public sex anymore (don’t want to offend those corporate sponsors). Gay Pride, once a force for radical change, is becoming just another revenue stream into the capitalistic corporatization of human life that is destroying all life on the Earth.

As My Rainbow Shades attest, I am NOT on the side of the Pride Anti-Party Brigade. Photo: Bianca

On the flip side, a Straight Pride Parade is in the works, gearing up to mock LGBTQ “identity politics,” being put forth by a group of dangerous dorks called Resist Marxism who have organized racist gathering and guns rights rallies, as well as having leaked neo-Nazi affiliations. We the people need to get more Marxist (or Bernie-style Dem-socialist) and resist the juggernaut of corporate fascist capitalism before it kills us all.

Not that I’m in the side of the anti-party brigade. Pride has been about pleasure and the LGBTQ right to party since Stonewall. Like Emma Goldman, “If I can’t dance, it’s not my revolution”(even though she didn’t exactly say it that way).

By the way, bonobos are gay and that’s okay! Actually Pan paniscus is pansexual!

Mad Moderator Teaser

Capt’n Max and I just got back from AASECT in Philly. I got to see Billy Penn, eat Hoagies, deliver the Bonobo Way, and deal with the Mad Moderator of AASECT, Ms. Roz Dischiavo, EdD, MA, CSE, CSES. I know you want to hear the details of this debacle, and they are coming soon to this Journal. I would have finished it this weekend, but I had this show to do, as well as this show blog. So, stay tuned for the full, unexpurgated story of the Mad Moderator of AASECT that powerful people are now begging me not to tell.

Mad Moderator AASECT teaser talk. Photo: Harry Sapien

As those of you who know me know, I scrupulously protect my sex therapy clients’ privacy and confidentiality. But Roz is not my client. Like the bonobos, I’m a lover, not a fighter. Max relishes a good fight, but I hate it. I just want everyone to get along. However, if someone assaults me (mostly verbally, though there was a bit of close-range spitting), I have no choice but to fight back… if I want to be able to look at myself in the mirror with… well, pride. And you know I love to look at myself in the mirror—or selfie stick (lol).

Pride Selfie: I couldn’t take it if I shirked the Truth.

You’d think a gathering of sex therapists might be sexy, but no, not exactly, at least not for me. Aside from a couple of super duper orgasms with Capt’n Max, my sexiest couple hours was chatting on the plane with an about-to-get-married guy about cuckolding and sperm wars.

The theme of the conference was “Let the Body Rejoice,” but aside from Max, my body was most touched, as well as groped and poked, not in an AASECT session, where touch is essentially not allowed, but in a TSA pat-down! In order to get on the plane, I guess you could say I “consented” to this groping, but you could certainly call it “coerced.”

Ana and Miguel laugh at my TSA jokes while Luzer checks his phone. Photo: Bianca

Listen above, watch the show on DrSuzy.Tv or check out the censored version on Facebook Live for the gory, gropey details.

Hello Sunshine!

Introducing Miss Sunshine McWane!

Introducing My New Show Assistant Sunshine McWane! Photo: Bianca

Sometime striptease artist, all-the-time comedienne and all-around sweetheart, Sunshine has been a guest on DrSuzy.Tv several times, most recently playing the role of the sacrificial goat in our Lupercalia Bacchanal.

Sunshine Selfie. Check out that Weiner!

She’s also in one of the photos in our brand spanking NEW Speakeasy Journal: SPANK ‘n’ ART, censored by Amazon, but available for YOU.

Now Sunshine is my new on-camera assistant, decked out for the occasion in pride-ish colors, with a juicy-looking hot dog garnished with squiggly squirts of relish that says “I <3 Weiners” emblazoned upon her chest.

PHOTO 1: BIANCA.  PHOTOS 2-3: HARRY SAPIEN

And yes, Sunshine is her real name, given to her by her mom in North Carolina.

In the after-party, Sunshine avidly licks my Pride Lolly… and a little bit more.

PHOTOS 1, 3, 4: BIANCA.  PHOTO 2: HARRY SAPIEN

Speaking of dildonic devices, during my talk about TSA’s aggressively gropey pat-down, Sunshine chimes in that whenever she flies, they steal her vibrator. 

Gay Pride Dildo Doggie-Style. Photo: Harry Sapien

This is why I always pack my sex toys in cargo.

Twersky in Palestine

Luzer Twersky, three-time SUZY award winner for “Funniest Fundamentalist Refugee,” is back from shooting “No Name Restaurant,” a German film in which he plays a Brooklyn Jew who gets lost in the desert and is saved by a Bedouin.

Luzer Twersky gets ready for his big DrSuzy.Tv interview. Photo: Bianca

The filming took place in Jordan, Israel and Palestine. What a wild country combo. What an adventure!

Talking with Luzer Twersky about his latest adventures filming “No Name Restaurant” in Palestine, Jordan and Israel. Photo: Bianca

A former Satmar Hasidic Orthodox Jew, Luzer now an atheist mentored by Penn Gillette, who I interviewed, along with Teller (the silent one; though in the interview, he talked more than Penn) for the San Francisco Bay Guardian 30 years ago before he got famous. Still, it’s kind of amazing that he went to areas where Israelis aren’t allowed to go, and Jews aren’t usually welcome either. Then again, Luzer’s a winner at weaseling his way into places—in every sense.

Sunshine enjoys Luzer’s stories. Photo; Harry Sapien

He regales us with amazing and disturbing stories regarding the highly restricted and perilous lives under Israeli occupation led by the Palestinians he befriended. One poor guy was on the road near an Israeli checkpoint when his engine sputtered. He got out of the car to see what the matter was and, within minutes, an Israeli soldier shot him (assuming that if he left the vehicle, it must be rigged with a bomb)! When the guy’s friend came to help, the soldier shot him dead.

Of course, this is unconscionable. Horrifying. How can this be perpetrated by people whose great grandparents lived, and often died equally horrible deaths, in the Nazi holocaust?

Luzer’s a funny guy, but some of his anecdotes of Palestinian life are horrific. Photo: Harry Sapien

Luzer’s experience gives him a nuanced perspective of the multi-faceted inferno of Israel/Palestine. Several of his relatives live in Israel, including a sister whose backyard was hit by a Palestinian rocket that almost killed her whole family. Now he has Palestinian friends who have to constantly deal with the grim reality of occupation, the constant possibility of sudden death or injury, and suffocating restriction of their movements.

If Luzer ever gets laryngitis, he can always talk with his hands. Photo: Harry Sapien

He compares the way Israeli soldiers, many as young as 19, perceive Palestinians as uniformly threatening to the way American police racially profile African-Americans. It’s an apt comparison, but no excuse for either group, especially when the deadly bigotry is stoked in various, insidious ways by leaders in American police forces and the Israeli army. Instead, this racist attitude should be extinguished and countered with training in non-lethal conflict de-escalation. That’s the Bonobo Way.

Even under occupation, some Palestinians manage to lead what we might call “normal” lives, especially in Ramallah on the West Bank (which is less treacherous than Gaza), which Luzer visited in between shooting scenes in the ancient Biblical town of Jericho (fortunately, the walls didn’t come “tumbling down,” at least not while he was filming). He talks about the wide variety of attitudes that different Palestinians have toward Israel. Still, it’s sad to hear about the day-to-day limits of life in Palestine, where even if you have the money to buy a house, you don’t dare to because you never know when the Israelis might blow it up, or just claim it’s theirs. 

Presenting: Tales of Twersky on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Bianca

What about sex? Our lusty Luzer had quite a bit, of course, all with Israeli ladies. Not that he wouldn’t have expanded his horizons, but all the Jordanians were in burqas and, when he managed to *get* a Palestinian gal to check into a hotel with him, the desk clerk wouldn’t let them in because they’re not married.

With Luzer, showing off Sunshine in SPANK ‘n’ ART. Photo: Harry Sapien

Speaking of sex, after the show, Luzer tells me that in shopping for an RV, he told a salesman he works with the Dr. Susan Block Show, and lo and behold, the guy has been a fan since my HBO days! Hopefully, now he’ll give him a good deal.

Hanging out with the winning Luzer post-show, talking about our fans in RV sales. Photo: Bianca

Breaking news: Luzer got an RV from the guy who used to watch the show and is now going to start watching again! And yes, he got a good deal.

Trump Camps

Back to the heavier notes: tRump is threatening ICE raids and mass deportations, one day saying he’s going to round up millions, the next day saying he won’t. Will he or won’t he? People are going nuts with fear, and that appears to be the point here.

Meanwhile, the tRump administration is torturing children in refugee camps, aka concentration camps. No, they’re not death camps where inmates are deliberately exterminated… yet. So, people who hold the Nazi Holocaust against the Jews (and many others, including LGBTQ) as sacred can quit whining that it’s an unfair comparison. These are concentration camps for kids, and they’re worse than prisons. Since Camp Commandant-in-Chief likes to put his shithole name on everything, we could also call them “Trump Camps,” aka #TrumpCamps. Children are being drugged, denied food, beds, soap, diapers and medicine while forced to sleep on concrete with the lights on. They’re being abused and sexually assaulted. All of this is currently being defended in the courts by another evil incoherent blonde Trump lawyer named Sarah Fabian. I don’t particularly *like* most children (come see me when you’re over 18), but the immorality of this situation is shocking. Again, that appears to be the point.

Cruelty is tRump policy.

For this reason and many others, I agree with AOC: The President Needs to be Impeached!

Keeping the Camp Commandant under gag order with a penis pacifier on Jeffrey Vallance Art Trump Puppy Pee Pad. Photo: Bianca

More tRump news: the Orange Menace raped another one: Longtime Elle advice columnist E Jean Carroll in Bergdorf’s dressing room!

Here’s tRump chatting with E. Jean Carroll whom he claims to have never met.

Speaking of which, I spent tRump’s bday (6/15) with his 11th sexual assault victim to come forward, the lovely Jessica Drake. Apparently, his tiny hands were all over her like a TSA agent without her consent on the same weekend he had sex with Stormy Daniels. I show the “11” on my palm in bonobo female solidarity with Jessica’s courage in coming forward despite the Liar-in-Chief denying everything and doing all he can to degrade his accusers.

Showing the 11 on my palm in solidarity with tRump’s 11th sexual assault accuser, Jessica Drake. Photo: Harry Sapien

I’m so embarrassed that tRump’s a Gemini! This is why we keep the Presidunce under gag order with a penis pacifier while in Bonoboville.

Bonoboville Communion Comes Back

To celebrate Pride, as well as surviving the assault of the Mad Moderator of AASECT, Luzer’s return and Sunshine joining our merry crew, we perform our First Communion in our new space!

Breaking out the Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur for our first Bonoboville Communion in the new space. Photo: Harry Sapien

So we break out the salt and Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur.

Handsome Hollywood Jake & Beautiful Rica. Photo: Bianca

As if sent by the Heavenly Concierge, our favorite bartender from the old Bonoboville happens to drop in: Handsome Hollywood Jake and, as if his own handsome self isn’t enough, Jake brings along his adorable girlfriend Rica.

Jake pours the Agwa into the ceremonial shot glasses like a pro. It’s too much for Waterboarding Bonobo-Style, but he slurps off the excess, also like a pro.

Rica Sunshine Selfie

Sunshine and I settle in on the tiger rug which is really sheepskin, a gift from a fan; I would never buy animal skins, even if sheep aren’t any more endangered than chickens.

Boobalicious Sunshine and I settle in on the tiger pattern sheepskin rug. Photo: Harry Sapien

Bonoboville Communion is kind of like Catholic Communion, but vive la difference!

Hello Bonobos! Not you, Marky Z! Photo: Harry Sapien

No Facebook Live cameras allowed! Marky Z will turn into a porcupine if he so much as sees what Tumblr so disturbingly calls “a female presenting nipple.”

Sunshine takes Communion from My Altar. Photo: Harry Sapien

First, I play Altar Girl, as Sunshine “prepares the altar” by giving my nipple a nice lick.

From her Gay Pride towel, Betsy eyes Bonoboville Communion hungrily. Photo: Harry Sapien

I look over at Betsy the Dog, hoping she doesn’t get any ideas, then sprinkle on the sacred salt (“the body”), and she slurps that up. Next, she nestles her head between my thighs, and I perform Waterboarding Bonobo-Style on her open mouth. Bonzai!

First Waterboarding, Bonobo Style in the New Little Love Church of the Bonobo Way! Photo: Harry Sapien

Then I take Communion from one of Sunshine’s lovely, large, natural boobs.

I take Communion from Sunshine. Photo: Bianca

“I grew them in high school,” she explains, semi-sarcastically.

PHOTOS: HARRY SAPIEN

Then she waterboards me. Ooh la la!

Sunshine Waterboards Me. Photo: Harry Sapien

I feel like we’ve baptized our new little Love Church of the Bonobo Way: Let the Body Rejoice! Let the Mind be Free! Let the Spirit Soar!

Baptizing the New Bonoboville with Agwa. Photo: Harry Sapien

Amen and AWOMEN.

Show’s Over, Orgasms On

Then before we can say #GoBonobos, the show’s over.

I call Ana, wearing a rainbow pride lei, up “onstage” and we all blow kisses good-bye to all of you.

Ana joins the Summer Solstice Pride Players. Photo: Bianca

 Make like bonobos, not baboons. Make love, not war. Make love to someone you love tonight, even if that someone is YOU. I love you.

Practicing the Bonobo Way every day. Photo: Harry Sapien

I really do. I guess it doesn’t seem that way to some people, especially those that attack me. Then again, maybe they do it, like tRump, because cruelty is their policy. The Mango Mussolini has made cruelty very fashionable these days. Even folks that despise him seem to be getting into it, in their own particular ways.

I admit it; sometimes it’s tough to meet all this hate with love. But I will not surrender to the dark forces that take so many down these days. I will follow the Bonobo Way.

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I don’t know how I’d do it without Capt’n Max. In fact, I know I couldn’t do what I do without him—body, mind and spirit.

After the after-party, we collapse into our paradise of pillows, roll into each other’s arms and give each other healing orgasms that clear our sinuses and our souls, even if just for a few blissful minutes, then drift together “over the rainbow” in continuously ripening love.

Still Jet-Lagged in Love, Pre-Orgasm Selfie.

Happy Sunny Sapiosexual Summer Solstice, Brothers & Sisters!

© June 22, 2019. 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.

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Cuckolds, Threesomes & Evolutionary Biology

by Dr. Susan Block

Most men are excited by the idea of their women being with other men. Yes, most. They may or may not actually like it. But many an otherwise sensible gentleman finds himself aroused upon seeing his hot wife, girlfriend or significant other flirt with a stranger, or perhaps a friend. He may be jealous, hurt, angry, even enraged. Still, he often can’t help but want to make love to “his” woman as soon as they get home, his erection stronger than usual, and his ejaculation more powerful. It’s as if he is pumped up to win some sort of sexual competition with another male for the prize of this valuable female, his wife.

A more adventurous gentleman might even encourage his lady to have sex with the other man, “cheat” on him with lovers, dress in “slutty” clothing when they go out in the presence of other men, or at least talk about the fantasy of being with another man, perhaps while she is pleasuring herself with a large dildo, which *represents* the other man.

Traditionally, this kind of husband (or boyfriend) is called a cuckold, an old English word that carries connotations of unwilling sexual submission and shame. Many cuckolds, willing or not, are sexual submissives in their relationships, helpless slaves to their women’s desire for other men, or their own fetish for being cuckolded by their “slutty,” often cheating wives, sometimes masturbating as they watch their “hotwives” get it on with “alpha” males, even sexually servicing their wives’ well-endowed partners or being the subject of intense humiliation.

But many other gentlemen who enjoy watching or imagining the women they love having sex with other men in threesomes, at swing parties, in porn or with dildos, don’t feel humiliated at all. They do, however, feel extremely excited, and experience harder erections and stronger ejaculations than usual. Some so-called cuckolds effectively dominate the scene, choosing lovers for their hotwives, sometimes advising the lover as to how to turn on the wife, much like a film director selects a leading man for his leading lady, and then coaches him on how to play the scene.

What do all these very different types of cuckolds – the Submissive, the Dominant, the Sissy, the Swinger, the Director (just to name a few) – have in common? They are all extremely aroused by seeing, hearing or imagining their women having sex with other men.

So, what is going on here? Why are so many men excited by cuckolding? Even if they’re jealous? There are many explanations, but one of the more compelling reasons for this type of male arousal lies in human evolutionary biology. Scientists used to think that there was only one kind of sperm with a single goal: to swim to the egg and inseminate it – ejaculation being like the proverbial gunshot at the start of a marathon, sending all the little tadpoles swimming upstream in a race to the mothership. Sounds plausible, but it’s largely wrong. Looking through giant microscopes, evolutionary biologists Robin Baker and Mark Bellis found that “egg-inseminators” make up only about 1% of a man’s sperm. So… what about the rest? What about the 99%? It turns out that sperm aren’t so much like a bunch of individual runners or swimmers, but more like an army or a football team. The offensive players are the tackles and fullbacks in the Big Game going on inside the female’s reproductive tract. They don’t ever even try to race to the egg because their job is to hunt, tackle and kill sperm.

What sperm are they trying to kill? Not other sperm from the same male, that would be “friendly fire,” and it wouldn’t be very good teamwork. These “killer” sperm are trying to attack and destroy sperm from another male that might be sharing the vagina with them in the Superbowl of Sex. They even use chemical warfare, emitting powerful spermicidal enzymes. But the attack sperm then come up against “defensive” sperm on the other side that block and protect their respective inseminator-quarterback brothers from incoming attacks. And the Big Game is on. Go team go! Or, you could say, the Sperm War is underway…

The Sperm Wars theory explains some men’s passion for football and other war games. More to the point, it illuminates male excitement over female non-monogamy, male competition and the idea of being cuckolded (a cuckold being a man whose wife or girlfriend has sex with other men). This goes back to our prehistoric human ancestors who were probably not monogamous. Like our cousins, the bonobos and common chimps, often several males would mate with one fertile female within a few days of one another, sometimes in the midst of a prehistoric “gangbang.” These different men’s sperm would then duke it out within one woman for the evolutionary goal of fertilizing her egg, and so the male psyche was primed to find male competition arousing.

How do Sperm Wars affect men today? Obviously, we don’t have so many gangbangs as our ancestors probably did. But whenever a man has sex with a woman, he unconsciously considers the odds of her being with another man. If he feels that she is totally faithful to him, he might feel very happy and secure and love her a lot, but his erection won’t be at its strongest, nor will his sperm volume be at its highest. Unconsciously, his brain sends a message to his testicles: Don’t bother to send out the full army (or football team) of several hundred million sperm to an empty field where there’s no opposing team.

But if he suspects his wife or girlfriend is having sex with another man, whether she is or not… if he feels she could be cuckolding him—whether he’s a happy swinger, a curious voyeur, a humiliated cuckold, a knowledgeable polyamorist, a controlling pimp, an angry victim or just a confused spouse—his testicles will spring into action and produce as many hundred million warrior sperm, blockers and inseminators as they can. The result is that the man has a much stronger erection, more copious ejaculate and a more intensely pleasurable orgasm than usual. Studies have shown that a husband’s sperm count rises when his wife is away for a few days, even if he’s ejaculated as much as he normally does during her absence. Not knowing exactly what the little lady is up to when she goes out “with the girls” or stays late “in a meeting” can send that urgent telegram of arousal to a man’s balls to assemble the army, so he’s hot, hard and ready to jump her bones by the time she gets home. This tends to happen whether the man is insanely jealous or filled with sweet compersion. Often considered the opposite of jealousy, the word “compersion” is used by swingers and polyamorists to convey the empathetic, bonoboësque joy they feel for their partners’ pleasure with others. Not everyone is capable of compersion or even wants to be, but it certainly makes the sperm wars effect more enjoyable.

Apparently, the human male is wired to be aroused by sexual competition. This is one reason why so many men are drawn to so-called “slutty” women, despite the fact that so many societies, around the world and throughout history, have consistently and vigorously denigrated sluts. This also explains why so many men love pornography. When a man views porn, he tends to watch a woman he desires having sex with someone else, usually another man, or maybe even with several men, as in the popular gangbang genre of porn. Some male porn lovers enjoy watching women masturbating or lesbian porn, but the vast majority of men choose to watch heterosexual porn. Essentially, they are watching a slutty woman with another man or men. This tends to trigger a stiff, Sperms Wars-powered erection.

The Sperm Wars theory also explains why so many men, even if they adore their wives, get sexually bored with them after a few years. If a gentleman feels there is no possibility that he could be “cuckolded,” and that his wife could cheat on him or that she could be with another man, then his sperm count will stay *comfortably* low. After all, no sense sending out the whole football team of sperm when just a few runners will do the trick.

This is not to say that couples can’t stay monogamous and enjoy hot sex for many decades, but such couples often utilize the power of fantasy, either together or individually. But a long marriage that never even entertains the possibility of cuckoldry, i.e., another man having sex with the wife, is almost inevitably doomed to low sperm counts and comfortable boredom in the bedroom.

What about jealousy? Sperm competition is exciting, reminding a man that his woman is worth fighting for, making his erection fighting hard. The danger is that jealousy, which is all tangled up with possessiveness, insecurity and fear, will add the wrong kind of fuel to the Sperm Wars fire, and all that fun fighting between sperm turns to real fighting between people. Even “retroactive jealousy” over past lovers or “fantasy jealousy” over future lovers or paranoid jealousy over imaginary lovers, might overwhelm a man to the point that the Sperm Wars going on within his balls only adds fuel to his rage and fear. The Sperms Wars cocktail is a potent one, and can be quite dangerous in high doses or when experienced at the wrong time or place.

Thus, a lady must respect her gentleman’s boundaries; with some men, playing the Sperm Wars game is playing with fire.

But remember: the woman doesn’t actually have to have sex with the other man to create the scintillating Sperm Wars effect. It is only necessary that her husband or boyfriend think she might, even if he just imagines it, and even if everyone knows it’s *just* a fantasy. Indeed, for most couples, the power of Sperm Wars and the experience of being “cuckolded” are best and most safely explored in the realm of the imagination. The realm of fantasy which can be almost as exciting as the real thing, and a lot less dangerous. There’s a fine art to this, the art of balancing love and lust. The Sperm Wars theory is not just a sex geek’s delight (thought it certainly is that). Understanding how Sperm Wars works really helps to keep lust alive in a long-term relationship.

Now, if only we could keep the wars to the sperm, and stop the wars between people…

MAKE SPERM WARS, NOT REAL WARS.

© March 29, 2015. 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 (which contains even more information about Sperm Wars!) and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 310-568-0066.

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It’s Self-Love September 2023, and we’re celebrating with all our fingers and toys! According to the Internet, Self-Love September is more about affirmation than masturbation. There’s nothing wrong with affirming how great you are to your Doubting Thomas self, but seriously, if self-love doesn’t include a little quality self-pleasure time (which could include mutual masturbation, if you have a lover), you’re not fully loving yourself.

Sex with partners can be complicated—verging on treacherous—especially these days. Consent is essential, but can be difficult to discern for some. Given the post-#MeToo climate and other concerns, sex with other people comes with new dangers. Better to be safe than sorry and err on the side of caution. Nevertheless, sex is vital to mental and physical health and healing. So, what are we to do? Sacrifice our sexual health and seek safety in celibacy? Never fear! Wanking is here. Solo sex, since it only involves you, may not be the *best* sex, but it does tend to be simpler, especially since consent is 100% guaranteed.

It’s natural! Aside from grasping tree branches and smartphones, the human fingers appear to be made for stroking, strumming—and self-loving!  Bonobos love to masturbate, as do other apes like us – it’s part of keeping the PEACE through Pleasure. If we were more masturbation-positive, we would probably be a less violent species.

As George Carlin said, “If God had intended us not to masturbate, he would have made our arms shorter.” Of course, there’s no reason you can’t go bonobos for self-love all year around; but Self-Love September is a great time for you self-love slackers to step up your game.

Masturbation is often denigrated as a sort of “slacker” sex since, unlike sex with someone else, it’s easy, please-y and doesn’t require hardly any work. In that slacker pleasure spirit, we say “Rest in Paradise” to the late great Jimmy Buffet.

No, he didn’t promote masturbation, though I’m sure he did it, like everybody else. But Jimmy Buffet did popularize slacker chic.

There was something bonoboesque about about Jimmy Buffet’s songs, though bonobos don’t drink margaritas—at least not in the wild—even if it’s 5 o’clock somewhere, though they would enjoy a cheeseburger in paradise.

Just as some people are ashamed of masturbation, back in the late 70s and 80s, I used to be ashamed of liking Jimmy Buffet, because his music wasn’t serious or important. But then I learned how serious and important pleasure and relaxation are, so no, I’m not a Parrothead, but I’m proud to say I like Margaritaville. It’s right next to Bonoboville.

It’s almost Fall or Autumn Equinox, another name for which is “Mabon,” after the Welsh God of the Harvest. In keeping with Self-Love September, I call it “Mabon’er” (yes, women get Lady Boners).

For the Greeks and Romans, Fall Equinox is actually a “fall,” aka the Rape of Persephone (Proserpina to the Greeks), daughter of Demeter (Ceres to the Romans), the great Earth Mother Goddess of the Harvest, Fertility and Agriculture. Like too many unfortunate maidens then and now, Persephone is sexually assaulted by her mean old Uncle Hades, or Pluto, the Lord of Hell.

As Hades sweeps her up into his chariot, Persephone literally falls through the Earth into the Underworld, taking her Mother’s joy and the Earth’s abundance down with her. Raging with grief, the Earth Mother almost destroys the Earth. Fortunately, Mama Demeter has the wherewithal to work a deal for sustainability with King Zeus, aka Jupiter, for her beloved daughter to reunite with her half the year, at which point, she blesses the Earth with the glories of Spring and Summer.

Of course, these Greek myths were created before Climate Change started wreaking havoc with our seasons. Still, they show us that no matter how bad things get or seem to get, we can usually work out a deal to make them better.

It’s also coming up on the 22nd anniversary of 9/11, that horrific yet surreally cinematic castration of America’s tallest Towers of Power, Dick I and Dick II, whose destruction served as two mega doses of Viagra for America’s Military-Industrial-Congressional Complex.

Thus G.W. Bush’s self-proclaimed Wars on Terror entered the Perma War phase of American hegemony, turning into modern “crusades” and devastating losses for everyone (except the war industries) that still harm us all to this day.

Capt’n Max, Unscene Abe, our Callin commenters and caller Burt Sesame reflect upon the 9/11 attacks and American’s aggressive response that changed our world.

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If any single country was responsible for this crazy crime, it would be Saudi Arabia, as 15 out of 19 of the 9/11 hijackers were Saudi, and there has long been evidence of Saudi funding, but we don’t bother the Kingdom—that happens to sit atop 17% of the world’s oil—because they’re our friends. With friends like that, who needs enemies? Well, we do—at least our war machine does—and so we made Iraq and Afghanistan our enemies and attacked these countries without provocation, virtually destroying these nations, gaining nothing for the American people (unless you consider American weapons makers and oil companies “people”), and paving the immoral way for Vladimir Putin to attack “Iraq – I mean Ukraine. Same thing.” Yes, that Freudian slip and accidental confession comes courtesy of our war-criminal-turned-bad-painter George W. Bush when he was attempting to condemn Putin.

Though Dubya was the Prez, he was a puppet president whose strings were pulled by the Dark Lord of Perma War, his “Vice,” Dick Cheney.

Sadly and frighteningly, the crimes of Bush and Dick carry on and expand, as Julian Assange, who exposed them, languishes in prison. It is sad that these two Chickenhawk war criminals can fly free while eagle-eyed journalists who embody the First Amendment are confined to cages.

Speaking of “Vice,” our Vice TV piece has over 180,000 views. If you’d like to see some of the fun frames from the piece, and read about my mixed feelings regarding Vice portraying my adVice and phone sex therapy practice, click here.

View-hungry Vice execs also changed the beginning of the title from “Dial ‘O’ for Orgasm” to the more salacious and neo-Puritan-triggering “Masturbating During Therapy.” It’s irritating, but it’s Self-Love September, so I might as well embrace it, and it’s true that I allow masturbating during phone therapy. It’s a good thing!

I am not the ‘thought police,’ and I believe in the therapeutic healing value of talking about what’s on your mind with someone who can help you handle it.

In honor of everything, Max smokes a joint and I munch edibles, as we discuss the impending decriminalization of magic mushrooms, psychedelics and other fine drugs in California.

Of course, legalization or decriminalization is only the first step. Uva 13 calls in to talk about the problem of corruption in the cannabis industry, as there is corruption in every American industry, including other, more respectable drugs hopelessly corrupted by Big Pharma and the doctors they bribe.  

All the more reason we need a little socialism injected into the run-amok capitalism that is choking us—literally (try breathing our so-called air without coughing like you’re toking weed) and figuratively (try starting up new companies in any field without really good, well-connected lawyers).

Well, we end on a positive note with Uva: As long as the corruption doesn’t poison your pot, it’s a great aphrodisiac!

It’s also almost Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, and even though I am NOT a Zionist nor a religious Jew, I’m Jewish so I wish a “L’shanah Tovah Rosh Hashanah!” to all my Lonsmen who celebrate. Also: Free Palestine!

And free Assange! Make Kink Not War. Follow The Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure. Be Bonobo.

© September 9,  2023 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 626-461-5950.

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