I am torn. On the one hand, I want to keep my kinky lifestyle private, because it is private. I want it to be something shared only between me and A. But on the other hand, at this moment in time (and at most other moments in history), sexuality is so political. The personal is political, the sexual is political and that means that the kinky is political too. Arguably more political.

Part of me wants to only read the book I just bought, Slavecraft: Roadmaps for Erotic Servitude (a grateful slave and Baldwin, 2004.), alone in my room, talking to A. But another part of me wants to read it on the subway, at school, on the streetcar, sitting in a park. Because I want BDSM to not be so…looked down upon. I want it to be “normal”.

I recognize that this is perhaps one of those battles that I may never win, that I will never be able to decide whether to be public or private, or worse, that BDSM will continue to be the shunned turn-on of society.

I realize that this is quite a useless post. But I don’t know what else to say today.

Keep kinky,

SubmisSir