{"id":1619,"date":"2010-09-24T00:28:02","date_gmt":"2010-09-24T06:28:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/?p=1619"},"modified":"2010-09-23T11:29:23","modified_gmt":"2010-09-23T17:29:23","slug":"everything-is-about-sex-and-death-which-is-also-about-sex-and-death","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/?p=1619","title":{"rendered":"Everything is About Sex. And Death. Which is Also About Sex. And Death."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As we all know (because I&#8217;m just addressing my past and future selves&#8230; okay, addressing you too, dear reader, but you probably also know. Also, you&#8217;re dear. You&#8217;re a dear. Also maybe a deer. I mean, I have furry friends. You could be.) I am knee deep in the theory shit. It comes with the English grad student territory. As I work and try to make sense of the incredible quagmire of bullshit that theory entails, I find myself coming back, time and again, to one thing: Dom\/sub, power play sexual relationships, BDSM or no.<\/p>\n<p>The question I have to ask myself is why.<\/p>\n<p>For some reason, it makes it quite easy for me to grok a lot of these theories when I go &#8220;but how does this apply to a D\/s situation?&#8221; I quickly lay out these ideas and I am instantly fine. Well, okay, not instantly, but they do make a whole lot more sense to me. I mean, it is something I know, but at the same time, it&#8217;s not something I KNOW. I dabble, but I can&#8217;t say I&#8217;m really in such a relationship. The closest thing I have to that is my relationship with Ecks, but even that is just an incredibly awesome friendship wrapped up in that kind of clothing simply because it&#8217;s fun. I&#8217;ve done a lot of thinking about it, and it&#8217;s something I know about, but it&#8217;s not my life. It doesn&#8217;t seem like it would be something I&#8217;m constantly drawing on.<\/p>\n<p>Yet it is.<\/p>\n<p>If I had to venture a guess as to why things work out that way, it would be because a sliding scale of social power is a metaphor I use to easily and, as far as I&#8217;m aware, effectively deal with social situations that come my way. I use it to plan my actions and feel out how people are reacting to me and what I&#8217;m doing. I use it to judge when people are not being honest, because if they&#8217;re playing outside of their projected power space, they&#8217;re up to something, or they&#8217;d be projecting that level of power. Similarly, I tend to look at how the world works as social relationships and social systems. Even my potentially bad habit of putting a ton of personification on objects that don&#8217;t really fit that mold (the writer of all the post-humanist rhetoric I&#8217;ve read would be disappointed in me) is all done in order to make the world work in the social interactive metaphor I&#8217;ve put forth.<\/p>\n<p>Once I&#8217;ve force everything into that view, I suppose that a D\/s sexual relationship is one of the purest, and least hidden forms of such a relationship, making it easy to choose as a non-confusing example to apply it to.<\/p>\n<p>In the end, I have a pretty good grasp on this stuff, and that&#8217;s what&#8217;s important, education and future-wise. But I&#8217;m endlessly interested in my own thought processes and why I do things the weird way I do them. I spin it around in my head again and again. I write blog posts to put my thought processes out there in a more concrete way, to better understand them. I do these things. <\/p>\n<p>The way I do them is kind of like a D\/s sexual relationship&#8230;<br \/>\n*<a href=\"http:\/\/instantrimshot.com\/classic\/?sound=rimshot\">rimshot<\/a>*<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As we all know (because I&#8217;m just addressing my past and future selves&#8230; okay, addressing you too, dear reader, but you probably also know. Also, you&#8217;re dear. You&#8217;re a dear. Also maybe a deer. I mean, I have furry friends. You could be.) I am knee deep in the theory shit. It comes with the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[7],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1619"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1619"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1619\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1622,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1619\/revisions\/1622"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1619"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1619"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1619"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}