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     Questions from the mailbag!

    “Have you ever beaten your slaves and left marks on their thighs so that they had to see it when they jerked off?”
                –a random European Internet Stranger who also advises me to look up “rent-seeking behavior” on wikipedia.  I know what rent-seeking behavior is, thank you very much, Mr. Mansplainer of the Year.  I have at least fifty books about political and economic theory in my library right now, and God-knows-how-many journal articles.  How many do you have?  Do not get into an intellectual dick-measuring competition with me.  Like a good Stalinist, I will liquidate you. 

     But on to your question…!

     Well, no, but that’s a fine idea and it sounds kinda hot…

      The thing is, I do not have any personal slaves at this time.  I’ve had one “personal” in my life since I moved here…David, aka No. 29.  I trained David over the summertime a few years ago.  I haven’t written too much about him because he’d just finished college and was starting a new career, and I was protective of him. 

      The men that I see at the Studio in my capacity as a domme might identify as subs or slaves, but they are not my subs or slaves, although I have cultivated closer, more intimate relationships with a few of them over time (I do feel personally dominant with these men, and I enjoy it, and them, tremendously).  

    My professional role as a domme is is usually that of a Service Top.  I do what he hires me to do, so long as it does not violate personal boundaries (his or mine).  I put as much of my personality into it as possible, but I don’t have free reign to punish, discipline or train clients however I like.

       Following that, many of my clients are married or in relationships.  They cannot be marked in tell-tale ways…or even marked at all.  They don’t want their significant other, or anyone else, inquiring about how they got the bruises or welts on their thighs.  
       Bruising the thighs is a great idea, though.  Sometimes, if I can, I like to leave a bruise somewhere where they can see it looking down–usually on the hip or torso.  I call it “The Button,” and if I poke it with my fingers or a stick or my shoe, it means they have to act out a specific command…mmm, The Button, very hawt…..


       “What are your favorite movies?”

                                          –Random Internet Stranger

        You must be a woman, whoever you are. 

        Wow, what a date question!  I feel like I’m being courted right now, as I sit here in my underpants and one of my ex-boyfriend’s old shirts, wishing I could go back to sleep or at least do some housework without waking up the birds. 

         Hmmm, haven’t thought about it before, but…in no particular order, here you go:

         The Fog of War: Eleven Lessons from the Life of Robert S. McNamara.  Errol Morris’s work is always first-rate, but I think that this is his best.  

       I read McNamara’s books for a university seminar.  I find him repulsive but fascinating.  His IQ must be in the stratosphere.  (My father remembers when he would view slideshow presentations of fifty, sixty, seventy slides, all unlabeled, and McNamara could keep track of the slides…he’d say, “Go back to Slide 42.”)

       Something is also very wrong with his capacity for empathy.  I’d love to see this guy’s brain scans. What an arrogant, disingenuous prick.  I am not a psychiatrist, but I think he is probably a sociopath, and I am not saying that because I disagree with his politics.  The only time he displays emotion in this film is when he talks about things that affected him personally, like the assassination of JFK.   


    Next: The Thin Red Line.  The film’s a little confused, but I like it because it gives me a lot to think about and when it’s good, it’s very, very good.  It’s also explicitly philosophical and very American.  I think Terrence Malick is the reincarnation of Walt Whitman, lol. 

      It’s not all Transcendentalist navel-gazing.  The war scenes freak me out in a very bad way.  There’s a scene where a bunch of soldiers are standing in a river, sitting ducks, awaiting their imminent doom, and they’re asking their CO for orders…and he doesn’t know what to tell them.  That scene just rips my heart out, because that’s life sometimes. 

        Next: CASINO!   I love this film!  Loved it!  ARRRGH!   It was soooo much fun!  The characters!  The sets!  The pen scene with Joe Pesci!  

      Sharon Stone was such a jerk in this movie!  But god, did she ever knock it out of the park.  

     Mistress C and I watch this sometimes at the Studio when we’re bored.  She likes Joe Pesci’s character.  I am more attracted to Sam Rothstein.  

       Next: WINGED MIGRATION.  Birds, birds, birds.  Birds and more birds.  Beautiful birds!

       It’s also a virtual vacation.  Put down the manuscript and fly to France with the cranes, man. 

         The Libertine.  Oh, the bad old days.  The film does an excellent job of capturing how wretched life must have been back then, even if one was rich.  

       Seriously, though, it’s very well-written and full of wisdom and the relationships are captivating and very true to life.  It’s also funny as hell sometimes.  I watch this film very year and I always get something out of it.  

      If I was an actress or artistic person, this is the sort of film I’d want to make.

Finally: The Proposition.  An ultraviolent Western set in Australia.  Men!  Men with guns!  In the desert! Go make some popcorn.

  It’s a shocker.  And I love the soundtrack by Nick Cave. 

      Downfall.  I’ve read three biographies of Adolph Hitler.  His constellation of personality disorders was very ODD.  His entire administration…what a rogue’s gallery of losers and misanthropes.  It was like revenge of the nerds gone all fucking wrong…where instead of the awesome geeks taking over and getting revenge, it was the Columbine shooters.  

     Anyway, the film captures what a disgusting person he was.  Can you believe this weird, middling-bright fucker got 90% of the vote?  Stalinism was horrific, but at least the Russian people can say: it was foisted upon us.  The way the Bolsheviks seized power in the vacuum was criminal.  In contrast, Nazism was an organic movement.   The people loved it.  They made it.  And him.  

      I have zero sympathy for the Germans.  Those Teutonic assholes caused the Franco-Prussian War, World War I, and World War II, and if you don’t think they’d march on Poland tomorrow if they could get away with it, you’re wrong.  They are not the reformed techno-loving environmentalists they appear to be.  Take it from me.  They’re killers.

      I feel pity for exactly two things: Dresden, and what happened to the women and children when Berlin finally fell.   It was wrong that that happened.  

      I could talk about war all day.  I’m worse than a dude, lol.

      Those are my favorite movies off the top of my head.  I also like Amadeus and that PBS special about lions and hyenas.  And Immortal Beloved!  I loved Immortal Beloved!  And the documentary film Why We Fight.  A State of Mind, about girls training for the Mass Games in North Korea, is also jaw-dropping.

9 thoughts on “Reader Mailbag”

  1. Hello Miss Margo!

    As one of your eight readers I am stepping out partly out of anonymity. You basically made me to do it!
    I highly enjoy your posts and always celebrating a little if there is a new one. Thanks for that.
    But as a reformed techno-loving environmentalist German I can assure you that the Germans who would do that are in the vast minority. To say those people don’t exist is unfortunately wrong.

    Teutonic greetings

  2. Guten Tag, mein Herr (Frau?)!

    To my complete surprise, I discovered that I have three German readers, and all three of you took time off from running Europe’s economy and enjoying your annual four weeks of summer vacation in Spain to inform me that you object, strongly, to my sentiments in this blog post. (sarcasm sarcasm please don’t be mad, I’m joking)

    I have relatives in Germany but I have never been there myself (yet), so I shall defer to your expertise. I never meant that Germans are currently inclined towards Nazism or any abuse of human rights. I mean that you are a serious-minded nation with civic values that promote/d hegemony in modern times. You guys are serious as a heart attack, and that is not a compliment, but an observation. The Italians went fascist and came close to going communist. The Germans did both and took both totalitarian ideologies to town. Besides Romania, who were the most enthusiastic political communists in Europe outside of the USSR? You are enthusiastic extremists in politics.

    And yes, one can say all this was a long time ago..but it is only one generation. Put it in a 300-year perspective. For the first time in history, Europe is no longer at war.

    But what will happen in 100 years?

    Thank you for reading and I am happy you like my blog! I never meant to suggest that Germans are Nazis.

    Please comment any time!


  3. Guten Tag!

    unfortunately you can’t count me on the side of your female readers :).
    Right after posting I thought that you didn’t mean it that way. But as you said we are sometimes serious-minded :).
    Hopefully when you have the chance to visit your relatives in Germany you will find it as open minded as I think most of the Germans are and don’t bother the stupid people that exists unfortunately everywhere.


    1. Hello again, Flo!

      I am honestly sorry if I have insulted you, as that was never my intention. I was slightly sarcastic in my last response…and sarcasm via web blogs is a bad in communication to non-native-English-speakers.

      Your country is beautiful and I can’t wait to tour it. And I know Germans are nice.

      Please take a castle tour in my name and complain directly to the Red Baron himself if this comment does not please you. (KIDDING! KIDDING! KIDDING, JESUS!)

      Thanks for reading, Flo. Where do you live in Germany? I’ll tell you where my father’s family hails.


    2. Hello Comrade Margo,

      yes, being sarcastic in written is even hard to tell in your own language.

      I search for the Roter Baron. There are some castles here so I might have a chance :).

      I live directly in Frankfurt.

      And thank you for writing your blog!


    3. Hi Flo! No idea if you’ll see this response to your comment, since I just found your comment in Spam and posted it. Sorry about that.

      I’m glad you know I was just kidding with you. I dunno, maybe my jokes were a little chauvinistic.

      By the way, I am not really a communist. I wrote that in my response to DownLow’s comment because he’s sent me email before in which he asked me if I was “some sort of communist.”

      I have family in Frankfurt and my father was stationed there when he was in the Army!

      I am glad you enjoy my blog. Thanks for reading.


  4. Dear Miss Margo,

    I used to love, love, love having my thighs bruised. At the end of the scene, as I approached the pinnacle of onanistic bliss, Mistress Olivia, standing between my spread and bound legs, would smash a cudgel against my inner thighs in order to leave some bruises. It didn’t hurt much, either. But the sight of her raising her arm was very powerful and sexy.

    By the way, I think it is most peculiar that anyone’s favorite movie is a documentary about Robert McNamara. Bizarre, actually. But I agree with you about Casino. I love the colors and neon lights. I would add the movie ‘Z’ to any list, but especially as yours is so political. I saw it in the theater back when I was in high school in the 60s and its one of those movies that deeply affected me. I just got the Criterion Collection’s grossly overpriced DVD and have watched it three times this month. One honest man defeats fascism in Greece. It’s really uplifting, except for the coda about the military coup.

    There is a whole subgenre of Hitler movies. I really like the one with Alec Guinness as Hitler in the bunker. There’s also one with Richard Baseheart that is very Freudian and experimental in an early 60s kind of way. Downfall is excellent.


    1. Hi John;

      I think you sessioned before my time, but do you refer to a beautiful blonde Olivia, perchance? Gorgeous, slender but not thin, big boobs? When I first started, there was an Olivia I knew.. She was very good.

      The thighs, the thighs…JOHN YOU WACKADOODLE, HOW COULD YOU EVER CRAVE THE THIGHS??? ESPECIALLY INNER THIGHS??? That’s one of the most tender places! The Attorney caned the hell out of me there–you can find a photo of it if you search his tag. It left 3-week stripes. I’d take bastinado before that.

      But, different strokes for different folks, right…?

      If you watch “The Fog of War,” you’ll understand. It’s not (necessarily) about MacNamara. It’s about history, and war, and human hubris, and how this high-IQ asshole believed in his stupid-ass ideas so much that he couldn’t see the forest for the trees. And look at him dance and jump to evade straightforward questions such as, “Who approved the use of incendiary bombs for Tokyo?”

      I don’t watch the film to catch the guy in a lie because I don’t like his politics. That train has left the station, and way before I was born. I watch it to study his thought processes. I derive lessons from him.

      I will look up the other Hitler movies to see if I am familiar with them. I study totalitarian movements recreationally. I’m reading “The Rise of Fascism” now. It is very good. Dry but very informative.

      You’ll hear from me about those films.


      P.S. I hate fictional Hitler accounts–too soon for fictionalized history–but “Max” was pretty fucking fantastic.

  5. Ass, ass, ass! “Rent-seeking behavior.” If he’s getting at what I think he’s getting at, he’d be wrong. All the way back to some animals! And besides that, it *does* have value on its own.

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