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Monday, 10 September 2012

Human beings are irresistibly easy to control



This is an article I wrote for skewel like, earlier this year. I kinda liked it even though I got a crappy mark for it.  


Kate Levitt is a professional dominatrix. Most people think of dominatrix’s as being sexy, tough, latex clad, bad bitches. Kate Levitt is no exception, although she wasn’t always as ruthless as she is today. It was only a couple of years ago when she was a simple city gal with a couple of slaves lurking around the house. No, the slave trade isn’t making an unfashionable comeback, slaves were people who Kate basically treated like dirt and they paid her for it. She juggled a few slaves in her corporate life, her favourite being a British cash pig who paid her rent in return for dirty emails. This was pretty basic stuff for Kate, she got kicks out of it but thought she could move up higher in the world, so she called Dee. Dee was the leather equivalent of a sequin covered Madame. She was the reigning Queen among the underground fetish sex clubs. Kate Levitt was permitted to observe Dee at her finer art, humiliating selfless males who are begging for it, literally. She observed sex acts which are too graphic and basically involve too much urine intake for this publication. Yet it was from this experience that Kate Levitt decided to become a professional dominatrix.

Kate Levitt experienced something that people have been learning since the dark ages. The easiest way to control people is via sex, particularly beings of the male specimen. People yearn for some release of all their inner emotions and energy and to be seen at their most vulnerable. They crave to engage in an explicit act that enables all of their inhibitions to let go. Women are avid users and abusers of this thinking. Women are sirens; they lure males near in order to get what they want, in return promising a glimmer of hope for some kind of sexual release. Honestly, apart from Madonna what do people want more than anything else in the world? Sex. A lot of people don’t even want to have sex, they just want to feed off the energy that many women give off. These kinds of people are the type that don’t last it through foreplay. Sex is the one power above all else that makes people so easy to control, for example look at political leaders. Adolf Hitler compared with Barack Obama. Only one of them is and will hopefully continue to be truly successful. People always vote for the better looking candidate. If there was to be sublimation of sex, it would be anarchy. Sexually transmitted disease rates would rise, the rate of prostitutes being murdered would rise, abortion rates would also rise, and the only thing not legally rising would be ‘flesh swords’ around the world.

It’s not just the act of sex, people feed off attractiveness, they feel like in some way that their attractiveness will transfer onto their ugly soul. It doesn’t work like that, it’s the equivalent if going to a Marc Jacobs show in order to raise your self-esteem. Although it may not work for Marc Jacobs it works for the playgroup. Typically the most popular girl at school is cute and pretty. She may not be giving it out like your neighbourhood hooker but she’s pretty darn hot. A study was done showing a pretty woman and a frumpy woman at an airport, both struggling with their luggage up the stairs. Any bets who was helped first? People actually gave the pretty woman twenty dollars because she simply asked. In a society this sick it’s almost impossible not to get caught up in it. If Brad Pitt came up to you at the same time as Danny DeVito asking for a ride, who would you let in your back seat? When sex almost isn’t even censored anymore, children are growing up believing that attractive people have more power in society. People feel the pressure to be beautiful, they feel as if they’ll never be skinny enough, pretty enough, good enough in general because of the values that society shoves upon them.

Human beings are irresistibly easy to control. People are always craving something or an alternative to someone. It’s just how people were built. As though they may seem like strong upheld creatures, humans are really sniveling wrecks. Kate Levitt could see this. She sees people at their most vulnerable, at their lowest most pathetic moments. She controls people for a living although in a much healthier way than a dictatorship. Humans crave acceptance. They dread being exorcized from friendship groups, being outcast from certain activities. During sex they feel uninhibited and alive. People will do anything to feel this way. Men are at the mercy of a high heeled, red lipstick plastered, sex kittens. Brigitte Bardot may not have been a better actress than Catherine Hepburn but she was definitely the bigger star.

Just like Kate Levitt, people react to sex. They feel empowered of overpowered, either way it is a feeling they long for. People are so easily controlled by their sexual desire they will disregard all self-dignity. Sex is the biggest common denominator for happiness in society and people will do anything to get it. They are victims of lust and the urge to fit into whatever society announces is the new sexual fad. Whichever way you look at it, be you a leather loving dominatrix, a 1980’s Club Kid or a sweet home Alabama housewife into BDSM. People crave acceptance and a way to release their sexual energy. Ultimately people are extremely easy to control through sex.

The three worst kinds of feelings in the world, apart from an STD

The most pathetic position in the world: the fetal position
Have you ever done anything really embarrassing? So embarrassing that you wanted to curl up in the fetal position in the corner with a paper bag over your head while your period seeps all over the floor while crying because all of your dignity is long gone anyway? Who hasn't been there? Honestly. Embarrassment is one of the worst kinds of feelings anyone could ever feel apart from physical torture or some form of STD.

I have taken it upon myself to list the three worst kinds of feelings which are as follows:

1. Text regret
The absolute worst. Its terrible. You send a really sexy text to a guy and it just ends up sounding creepy or you have syphilis. Drunk texts are kind of maybe more acceptable than sober embarrassing texts. My friend Alexia drunk texted this guy asking if he wanted to go ice skating as a date. She was shut down so badly. Those are the kinds of drunk texts that she sends. Perfect grammar, sort of rational and really lame and awkward for everyone involved. My drunk texts are so much worse. I turn into this blubbering, scared, horny mess that no one really wants to associate with.

"ohMy gosh. i feeL lik if i don't see you im goingto stop breAthing i actuallylove you so much and im sorrY for everyThing i wanT yuo so baddddddd."

"Okay."

2. Party dread
You know when you're getting ready to go out and you want to die? Its universally acknowledged that the best part of going out is getting ready. The parties normally suck butt and its such a waste of a good outfit. Its when you're driving there that blows. Enough about that cause I can't really think of anything else to write so heres a picture of a young Brad Pitt to distract you.



3. Public embarrassment
It so sucks when it happens to you but its so f*cking hilarious when it happens to someone else. So what if you're a bad person because you laugh at other peoples expenses? Its so worth it. We were at this party and there was a jumping castle. Cassie and I were talking to these two guys and they thought it would be hilarious to pick us up and throw us on the jumping castle. There were other people on there so basically it turned into a massive (partially) clothed orgy. My butt landed on Cassies face and she started laughing, like hysterically. She was lying on this other guy and she screams out,
"Oh my god! I spilt my drink!"
Whatever. We get up. She pulls me into the bathroom and swears me to secrecy. So naturally I tell all our friends and now, the internet.
She was laughing so hard when my cute butt landed on her that she had peed her pants. "Just a little bit." and then obvs peed onto the guy she was lying on. The only thing that I got out of that was that she had peed on someone before I had, even if it wasn't in a sexual way. #embarrassingforherlolz.