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First of all: few things are as spectacularly wonderful as going to a fancy event with a dirty secret, and heading out to Broadway’s utterly gorgeous Cort Theatre, massive red velvet curtain, beautifully painted ceiling, opera boxes and all, was … Continue reading →

I know, excitement!  A man writing about feminism!  Another genius gazing down into his endless navel from the perch of male privilege. But here’s the thing.  Men need to think about what it is to be genuinely pro-woman.  Not think … Continue reading →

And now for Volume 2 of Really, Guy?, my weekly column of utter disbelief.  This week we’ll be featuring the words of Glenn Beck.  If you don’t know his work, he’s a fat, sexless scrote-elf who yammers about Socialism (he’s … Continue reading →

Thus begins a new chapter in the ongoing saga of savage weirdness and perversion that is my life.  I, Bastard Keith, am submitting to a period, yet undefined, of chastity, to be supervised by my beloved wife and keeper, Madame … Continue reading →

“I’ve been waiting 2 c a movie like SuckerPunch my whole life.” – Madame Rosebud’s Twitter Director Zack Snyder has so polarized his viewers, pitting those who adore his cinema du right-this-moment and supernatural genius for imagery against a growing … Continue reading →

You know, I’m in my thirties now. One of the really amazing benefits of age is that I need increasingly scant reason to do anything. By the time I’m in my 50s, my lack of accountability will be ghastly. I’ll … Continue reading →

It’s always a faintly astonishing moment when a mind glimpses the very bottom of its owners’ depravity and then finds itself willing to go further. Yesterday, shooting a local commercial for a not-to-be-named office cleaning company, I had such an … Continue reading →

Of all the enterprises to which I’ve been asked to lend my considerable reputation, Darling House has to be the tawdriest, the lowest, the most contemptibly exploitative. It is a scumhole for perverts and queers; a dank, fetid tit that … Continue reading →