Adult Content. Rated "Over The Edge". My apologies for any offence caused. Sometimes, a mirror seems the most appropriate response, even if the reflection is ugly.
NZ Conservative has been outed as a masturbatory blogger, flashing our stats for all and sundry to see. It's time for me to come out and confess.
Yes, it is true. All true. Sob. Please, allow me to explain.
I once exposed my statistics willingly to all and sundry, not for the gratification, but because I had found out some-one was sneaking into my blog and perving at my stats without my knowledge.
They then published my stats on another blog, and (I’m embarrassed and humiliated to say) discovered they ranked me for size and penetration and the number of partners I had encountered during the month.
Is that rape or what?
Any normal person would have screamed “victim”, but I was of tougher mettle. I discovered this sad individual was doing this on a regular basis, across many blogs. And it took him hours and hours. Such staying power. Such compulsion.
And I felt sorry for him. Fancy that, having been violated in ways you can barely imagine (given the rather restrained tone of your post, I may be crediting you with virtue you may not have, but I’m a glass half full kind of blogger) rather than taking this person to task, I willingly exposed my stats, all nicely counted and emailed him the link, to save him time.
Wham bam, thank you m'am.
I may have started a trend. He thanked me and others started doing it.
Call me a trollop, maybe I was born bad?
Maybe I’m just damaged goods.
I hope one day you can look on me with respect, and that I can regain that sense of human dignity currently stripped from me for my fornicating ways.
So enough about stats, and more about whatever our other posts at NZC are about.
Although, a blog that just posted stats and nothing else would be even better.
Then it would become apparent that whatever the interest in masturbatory blogging might be, it is nothing compared to the voyeurs who look on feigning disinterest, or worse - disgust!
It's all fun until somebody gets hurt :-)
Related Link: Masturbatory Blogging
NZ Conservative has been outed as a masturbatory blogger, flashing our stats for all and sundry to see. It's time for me to come out and confess.
Yes, it is true. All true. Sob. Please, allow me to explain.
I once exposed my statistics willingly to all and sundry, not for the gratification, but because I had found out some-one was sneaking into my blog and perving at my stats without my knowledge.
They then published my stats on another blog, and (I’m embarrassed and humiliated to say) discovered they ranked me for size and penetration and the number of partners I had encountered during the month.
Is that rape or what?
Any normal person would have screamed “victim”, but I was of tougher mettle. I discovered this sad individual was doing this on a regular basis, across many blogs. And it took him hours and hours. Such staying power. Such compulsion.
And I felt sorry for him. Fancy that, having been violated in ways you can barely imagine (given the rather restrained tone of your post, I may be crediting you with virtue you may not have, but I’m a glass half full kind of blogger) rather than taking this person to task, I willingly exposed my stats, all nicely counted and emailed him the link, to save him time.
Wham bam, thank you m'am.
I may have started a trend. He thanked me and others started doing it.
Call me a trollop, maybe I was born bad?
Maybe I’m just damaged goods.
I hope one day you can look on me with respect, and that I can regain that sense of human dignity currently stripped from me for my fornicating ways.
So enough about stats, and more about whatever our other posts at NZC are about.
Although, a blog that just posted stats and nothing else would be even better.
Then it would become apparent that whatever the interest in masturbatory blogging might be, it is nothing compared to the voyeurs who look on feigning disinterest, or worse - disgust!
It's all fun until somebody gets hurt :-)
Related Link: Masturbatory Blogging