Let’s Make it Clear

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It’s been a while since I’ve posted on my WordPress blog so here we go. I think it’s about time for a post like this, long overdue.

So, for the last few months, I’ve been trolling and watching the social medialites blab on their soliloquies, wondering if anyone is really listening or reading for that matter.

A few months ago, one of the automated paper.li tweets mentioned a person (who shall remain nameless), who became upset at the fact they were mentioned.

What the fuck, I thought to myself. Why is this person getting a hair up their ass over being mentioned by paper.li – when the paper is actually promoting their stupid shit.

I’m not one to argue with people on Twitter. The back and forth banter just doesn’t look good and at the end of the day, I’m running a business. I’m not here to throw mud at idiots (maybe once in a while LOL).

So I ended up blocking this person. Funny this person has noted in their profile they’re a coach or expert on some sort of fetish thing.

Right….and I’m an expert on building the Brooklyn Bridge.

Yet again, a similar incident happened with another person, who shall remain nameless. Bear in mind, some of these people are not even worth putting on blast and I’ll get to that “why” in a minute.

I see a response from the paper.li tweet, “Please take me off this or I will have you all blocked”, something to that effect. This time I didn’t hold back.  My response was pretty clear about this automated tweet and if you don’t like it we’ll just block you.  #stuckup

I mean really? What the fuck is wrong with people? Yet here’s another one who owns something similar to Kink~E Magazine #WeOpenTheDoor – all of these sites mind you are the same as my magazine.

Now I’m not saying Kink~E Magazine was the first fetish magazine ever. Back in the day, newspapers and personals were used in order to connect with kink communities. The only logical way back then was connecting via newspapers and personals through letter writing and perhaps phone contact.

When I began establishing my presence online was in mid 2000, when AOL gave you your own webpage as part of your subscription and I began keeping an online diary of my blind dates.  My friends thought I was insane to put my life out there, but at the time, and still now, I didn’t care. It was a great way for me to share exactly what was going on in my life, what I felt about blind dating and the blind dating itself. This was sort of a release for me. Life wasn’t good for me back then. I made a terrible choice that ended up saving my life. I did’t see it then but I see it now. Anyway as part of my restoration of self progress I was keeping these online dairies and it helped me put a lot of things into perspective with my life, myself and my needs of what I wanted in a relationship.

Even when guys got wind of my blogging, I realized they were only dating me so I can blog about them, even when they knew there was a bigger possibility of me writing not so good things about them. Maybe they were learning themselves how to be better on the next date. Who knows?

I did discover this. Because of my blogging, I was able to connect with women who related to the horrors of blind dating and it gave me an idea on how to expand on that and incorporating fetish lifestyle, one I personally life and enjoy. It was important for me to connect some type of alternative lifestyle because it wasn’t good for women to secretly keep ideas of fetish to themselves or feel shame to express something they really liked and wanted to explore. So there’s your bit of history of Kink~E Magazine.

The Internet was just booming by then and other than your local newspapers, how many fetish magazine sites did you find in 2002 as oppose to now? Today we are saturated with endless means of fetish advice, domination along with the fakers looking to rake in fast cash without having to honor what they say they are offering.

I’m not going to put down my magazine by any means.  I really believe that having this opportunity, I opened the door along with others who are still around today who believe in promoting the alternative lifestyle correctly.

I’m sure anyone that looks at the magazine thinks to themselves, “Oh I can do this better”.  I’m sure you can.

On the other hand, thanks to my business management courses and communication courses (yes unlike most I’m actually getting a real degree), I continue to transition the magazine and once again it will be seeing another transition. So while people are taking a back seat stealing ideas, they have yet to see what my pretty little head is putting together.

One thing I’ve learned about all of these social medialites and their sites sites, everyone is a “shark” waiting for their hater to disclose what they are doing so they can copy it. Don’t think I even noticed one site who conveniently copied the same last four digits of my business phone number. (Yeah I caught that).

Now back to my “why” point about not putting people on blast. First and foremost they aren’t worth it. Second and most importantly, why bother give these assholes any type of notoriety?

If you’re paying attention to your social media feed, really read what people are writing. If you’re following someone who’s apparently some coach of sorts, why is it they become easily offended over a tweet that’s actually promoting them? Wouldn’t that defeat the purpose of someone who claims they are here to enhance your self esteem but catch an attitude at the mere fact they are being mentioned in a positive way? Also, think about this, why aren’t people looking up what paper.li is?

It’s super easy. All you have to do is go on google and type in paper.li…wow how simple is that?

Here’s another thing about me. I’m not one to pitch a fucking fit if someone tags me on something. Actually, I’m grateful that other people in supporting communities think of me or my magazine to tag us and help them not only promote but inform.

Wow…let’s read that word again….”Inform”.

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I mean I would think so….unless I missed the memo of the weekly stupidity report. (I always seem to miss those.)

Oh this is a good example. Recently, the President and his wife went on a venture trip and part of that trip was to visit the Pope. According to protocol, the first lady is supposed to dress in black with a veil. The next day I get up and there are hash tags going around she’s dressing for her future.

Look, motherfuckers, it’s shit like this that pisses me off. I think to myself how other countries must look at us and how stupid we are. Does anyone do their homework or research or are you taking things at face value.  I go and look up as to why Melania Trump is dressed like this and find out when Michelle Obama when to visit the pope with her husband she was also dressed in the same get up. So where was the hashtag for her? Not…right? Protocol dummies. #DoYourHomework

I never thought I would see such a level of stupidity and on a daily basis.

Am I pissed off? Hell yeah? Please people wake up and read. Take a history course. If you don’t know something or a term in social media, look the shit up before flying off on the deep end making all sorts of unrealistic threats, especially over a mention on paper.li. There is too much shit going on in this world to solely focus on hate that’s not going to change.  Hello Manchester fucking assholes. While everyone is diluted in their own hate look at the shit going on around you!

I mean, really?

And then here we are back at the lab where you have some of these bitches talking about they’re a coach? An advisor? A sexpert (now there’s a recent term for the last few years).

All of these are great names while most aren’t backed up with a degree. #Sad.

What’s even sadder is no one is evolving. People spend more time copying and not really make a real name for themselves other than social media. Whoever their followers are, they make a star for themselves but let me tell you ladies, once you step out the door of you apartment, you are like everyone else. No one is stopping you in the street for an autograph. You’re not getting nominated for Person of the Year in Time Magazine or a star in the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

I’m not sure what we are coming to. Almost frightening when I think about it.  I try to stay in my own lane and focus on finishing my book An Illegal Affair (which is in its final stages before proofreading), but at times I veer off course and see stupid shit like, (in valley girl voice), “you betta take me off that tweet or I’m going to block you”.

Really, fuck you bitch. No one has time for such meagerness.

Good luck being 60 and thinking you’re going to get some man to pay you for a BDSM session.

That’s the funny part. Some of these women are forgetting day by day they are getting older.

Better think about your future princesses.

Until then.

Marabelle Blue~

Leaving New York…

byebyeplateAbout a month ago I tried putting this post up and it wouldn’t let me save into draft form and it wouldn’t let me post either which was weird.

Despite the technical difficulties, I wanted to share my feelings from the past until now in regards to leaving NYC.

About a month ago, I received an offer I just could not refuse. Through my current employer (yes I do have a day job), an opening came up I couldn’t bypass and after several weeks of interviewing I was offered the position.

I never really shared with anyone about the job or what my plans were. It was probably my best kept secret. Sure I shared with a few close friends, but nothing I needed to share on social media, public or personal.

Once the job was offered, it took me forever to pack. Not realizing how much shit I had, I never really organized myself in this move. Being depressed every now and then didn’t help and of course my parents were too busy to help me pack. I’m not sure what was going on with me. It was a distressed feeling as through the packing was draining me.

I saved everything for the last minute. It was just awful. As excited I was to move, I was still suffering with some form of depression. Even in the state of mind I was finally leaving NYC, I couldn’t shake the dead weight of my mind.

Needless to say, once I did make an announcement I was moving, everyone was sending me messages, asking where was I moving to. Some people didn’t realize they were on a need to know basis, on top of that was any one of these people for me when other things were going on in my life where I could have used a friend? Now, relocating, suddenly people want to be your friend.

No thank you.

Of course a select few were chosen to know, people who I regard as friends.

Right down to the last week, I got cheap to buy more boxes to move the rest of my things into storage since there was only so much money to go around it was either move me or move my things. (Hence the go fund me page www.gofundme.com/mbluemove).

While my stuff is hauled up in storage due to arrive the later part of January, I have to say relocating was the best choice I ever made for my life.

I never thought I would feel a sense of peace. I had been extremely unhappy in NYC since 2009, all I ever wanted to do was leave. When this opportunity came, what better way to go.

It was emotionally taxing to leave. A city I loved for so long felt as though every turn I made to try something new and better myself, wasn’t happening in an overpriced residence. I didn’t like my neighbors anymore, the noise became unbearable. The constant shoving and being squashed by people on the 1 line with those tiny chairs no one fit unless you were like 5 years old, just wasn’t cutting it for me.

My friend has asked me the last two weeks if I miss the Bronx….well.

I don’t.

NYC served its purpose. Something similar my ex said in 2001 when I thought we were working towards reconciliation. Some things serve a purpose and once that purpose is fulfilled, it’s time to move on.

For those of you wondering (and if you’ve seen my instagram posts you already know), I live in Arizona now. Close to Vegas and California. I was scared it would become a “Squidville” episode (for those who watch Spongebob), but thankfully it hasn’t.

I have found a bit of peace in the sea of my own chaos…the ones that live in my head. 😉

And finally you know that crazy question people ask….did you take all your animals? I ask., did you take all your children when you moved?

Until then.

Loves and Hugs,

MB~

 

As the 50 Shades Nightmare Draws Upon Us….

The other night I rented Secretary. I had to. It was a way to remind myself set upon film that BDSM is a mindset, a mind fuck, if you will. James Spader played an excellent Dom while Maggie Gyllenhaal played the submissive women who found her BDSM side through Edward E. Grey. Grey….what a coincidence?

E.J. James, the supposed author who wrote this badly written book, had housewives losing their minds in to believing what what Fetish life is. I never read the book but I have read the comments about the book and I trust the comments. There’s no way that a “million” different people are wrong when they say this book is terrible. But yet somehow this poorly written book has been converted to a movie.

While I cannot judge the book for myself, I can only speak from my personal experience on both sides and the experience of those I interview. Recently. I added a section in my magazine called Domination Nation. The section features exclusively people in the BDSM industry where women work as professional Dominatrixes.

These women travel worldwide meeting subs around the world that will not only worship them but the subs get to live the lifestyle of having their personal desires met, whatever that may be.

I’ll give you a bit of an insight. There are those who have as fetish of being humiliated. Humiliation tactics may include, dressing up as a maid or being naked. Being dressed as a woman and collard while the mistress walks them around dressed like this.  Other humiliation tactics can be brutal, from spankings to pain and torture techniques that can include nipple clamps, chastity devices, electronic. butt plugs, caning, whippings and spankings, toilet training, eating cigarette ashes…possibly more. I’m sure. Please read what I just wrote. Can anyone honestly say they can partake in this type of scenario and be okay with it?

Probably not.

What did I start off by saying. BDSM is a mind set. a mind fuck.

Do you think that if they showed the true BDSM lifestyle on 50 Shades would it get an R rating. Absolutely not. People would be watching rated X at it’s best!

Is there such thing as light BDSM…sure, I guess. Blind folds, handcuffs, swing sets but if that’s all you’ve done you can’t honestly say you’ve experience BDSM in it’s purest and tortuous forms.

Recently the star of 50 Shades said he visited a Dungeon to gain inspiration for his role and instead ended up bashing those in the lifestyle by exclaiming he had to run and get in the shower before he touched his wife and child.

Actions such as these tells me that a person like this actor does not have an inkling of respect for this lifestyle. If that’s the mindset, then he can maintain his vanilla lifestyle and go fuck himself.

That tells me that you think BDSM is dirty and that the people that choose this lifestyle are dirty too.

Obviously there is no perfection in BDSM. One of the recurring themes you see at the request of any authentic Domina’s website one of the requirement is hygiene. No one wants to work with a smelly or dirty person. People that are in BDSM are not filthy people who live in filthy and have dirty dungeons filled with residue of cum.

Let’s get a fucking clue. BDSM is a lifestyle where the top requirements should be adhered to that any professional Domina will know to ask or even have up posted on their site.

Know CPR
Does the sub has any health issues that should be disclosed (i.e. heart problems)
A Safe Word
What are the limits if any
Does the Domina herself have any limitations – yes believe it or not she can say no
What kind of training has the Domina received?
Is anyone allergic to latex?

Just as it is important for the Domina to pose questions it’s just as important to the sub that they take their scenes in safety.

I had an interesting conversation with a Professional Dominatrix last night who comes from a superior lineage of those who live the BDSM lifestyle and extremely well trained. We both agree, going into your local sex shop, buying a latex dress and a whip does not make you a Dominatrix in any way shape or form.

I think the internet has bought many of those that noticed they can score quick money buy building a site, creating an Amazon wish list and make money without doing much of anything. While I don’t knock on how anyone makes their money, the fact remains. BDSM is a mind set and should be respected to it’s highest degree. In the same note, we also have many male subs who would rather play games and not tribute to a Dominatrix because they feel they can get over and get whatever it is they think they can get for free.  Male subs who are true to the lifestyle do not play games.

Mistress Christianna who resides in Florida has been in the BDSM life since the 70’s. Now in her sixties, she still practices the lifestyle.  You can only imagine how she felt when she found her list of rules in E.L. James’ book. Also note Christian Grey…..

I’ve also been told that a man wrote this book. Would not surprise me within the least. I mean Christian Grey…..

Sounds like this man who wrote this book did very little research on what BDSM is and wrote a fantasy of his desires without probably proofreading and then asked his friend to be the face of this book so that housewives could feel good about their mundane lives.

I know this sounds cruel. I’m sure housewives reading this are saying. what is that bitch talking about, my life isn’t mundane.

Okay so if it’s not, and you really want to explore true BDSM don’t support this stupid movie.

Until then,

MB~

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