Monday, January 7, 2008

The Future of Sexerati

filed under: Erotic Elite by Melissa Gira | 4 Comments

Year Three of Sexerati begins now, and I’m taking it elsewhere we’re back where we started, but read on for what’s new now:

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To pull the sheets back for a moment, Sexerati has produced sex in what we would once have called my future (the present) in forms that still feel novel. The Pink Ghetto has jumped to the printed page, in this year’s volume of Best Sex Writing. The first bit of sex gossip I manhandled from a rising star blogger put us in bed together (and love, which is even filthier). Queen of all glories, though, is having the sex smart writers who inspired me way before day one take notice, and for the encouragement of the internet generation of sex media makers to provoke the whole thing on (Susannah and Viviane and Dacia especially).

In fact, Susannah beat me to a 2008 forecast, and did it even better than I could have, and in part using my own words which read:

So, in this context, I could say I’m only doing this–this sex thing on the Internet–to get somewhere else in my career, as a stepping stone to some supposedly elevated ground as real writer, a real journalist, a real contributor to society. Sex is a commodity, that’s for sure, but it’s only really socially acceptable to traffic in temporarily. Where once upon a time, the story of sex for women was from virgin to whore, in the story of the business of sex writing, there’s the chance for all us soiled doves to reclaim our purity by renouncing sex, relegating sex to “that crazy thing” we wrote about to get our start, revising not just our resumes but our passions.

What if sex is where you want to go, not just your rent as you get there? (Hey, it’s been my rent, too, Not knocking that for a millisecond.) What if sex is your work, not limited to prostitution or porn or what we think of as sex work, but as your medium? What is so less noble about thinking sex rather than money, rather than politics, religion, or art? Sex being so fully embedded in the human experience, I want to put out there that there really is no way to engage the culture on “what really matters” without looking at sexuality.

Producing sexual media, theorizing and studying sex, and educating about sex are not some marginal activity, or at least, they should be thought of as such no longer. For us working sex, refusing to be ghettoized for our labors and loves doesn’t mean “rising up” from the gutter, but resisting the idea that sex is in some gutter at all.

Though I’m not one for themes all the time, I do get it up for a good, long theoretical wrestle with a question. Which as of today is, “How can I explain how the internet isn’t ruining sex?”

Until we’re bent into the floor, wet with pride and choice words, and this time even a few live shots of the action as it unfolds, I’ll be tackling it hard now and right here. (Edit, 2008.02.16: and for more of my personal take on sex, my tumblr is here.)



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“In American culture, monogamy isn’t the only norm when it comes to relationships; it’s expected that everyone wants to and should be part of a couple. The fact of the matter is that some people who identify as non-monogamous or polyamorous prefer not to be in a “partnered” relationship, however they define that for themselves. In general, people who practice solo polyamory may date and have non-primary partners, but they don’t want to co-habitate, mingle finances and resources, raise children, or make important life decisions with a partner.”

- Tristan Taormino, “Solo Polyamorists” (on Naked City, where she’s posting stories about non-traditional relationships each week this month)



MTSS Episode #16 (Sex, Drugs, and Alcohol) at Midwest Teen Sex Show

funblr:

ASSIGNMENT: Make a fake track list from a fake album from a recording artist you like.

Second up Thieves’ Songs, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

  1. It Ain’t Tonight
  2. Love Down The Devil
  3. Whiskeyman
  4. The Ballad of Josephine (you know, that “tilting at meat, they’re tilting at meat!” song)
  5. Papa’s Back
  6. Devil Love
  7. Baby’s Gone Up the River (Again)
  8. Her Tender Blood



hystericalparoxysm:

[via Art Deco]

I think I’ve fallen in love. With a blog. I want to ride in a Model T with it! Drink Aviations, and dance the Charleston with it all night long!

That special blog is Art Deco, and it really caters to my inner-flapper. Lots of glamorous snaps & ads from yesteryear. Lots of Louise Brooks, Anna Mae Wong, and Clara Bow.

The pin-up flair this ad has is quite appealing. (Plus, that blonde totally looks like Goldfrapp.)

Briana, this only means that you have to come to San Francisco for the Gatsby Afternoon this September: an entire period afternoon garden party on an historic estate, and you can mix gin cocktails in the sunshine in nothing but silk crepe, surrounded by classic motor cars and a few hundred others, and dance to a live jazz orchestra til you fall down — or a swell young guy scoops you up, either or.

lenachen:

… then now it must be hemorrhaging under his influence…

The Guy? Doesn’t think I’m crazy. Actually thinks I’m not crazy enough. Whether it’s my ardor for corrective public policy or my completely unjustified crying fits, he has a pretty amazing threshold for what he considers “still spoonable.”

“Ja’ estas na chura, e’ melhor ficor molhada.”

- “You’re already standing in the rain, you may as well get wet” Loosely translated from Portuguese- a Madam’s advice to a stripper. (via kimberleecline)

“What also bothers me about this is that the media tends to only focus and be comfortable talking about women bloggers if they’re a Mommy Blogger, or, if they’ve been involved in prostitution or are sex writers. There is a huge, diverse community of women bloggers, but as far as people the mainstream media outlets are concerned - we’re either whores, ex whores, or mothers.”

- DollyMix: How in the world is the concept of Mommy Bloggers still blowing people’s minds? (I’m not digging it up, but there was a rather strange interview I did in 2006 on the same — how mommybloggers and sex bloggers are comrades)



Actually, this too has been up for debate. Some believe the blog and book on which this series is based are pure fiction, written by someone with no experience in the sex industry. [Belle de Jour] writes pointy-headed prose about “the explicit commodification of sex” being “preferable to the hawthorn thicket of modern relationships”, and discusses the works of Germaine Greer, Goethe and Pablo Neruda with clients before disrobing for a spot of hectic how’s your father.(via)



diesel sweeties: (rstevens is a mad man and that is beautiful)

“If you can watch the amount of sex Carrie, Charlotte and Miranda have without shouting ‘harlot’ at the screen; if you’re not horrified by the idea of women having professional jobs, living alone, talking about sex, drinking alcohol, having children out of wedlock, experimenting with lesbianism, owning vibrators and all the other stuff they do, then you support a level of freedom for women that is a very long way off for a majority of women in today’s world.”

- Kate Smurthwaite - quoted in this article (via gauntlet)

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