IT'S OFFICIAL: WOMEN ARE NUTS

Attempting to understand what the hoopla is, this blogger read the Wikipedia entry for ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’.
Which forces me into one conclusion:
A large number of my female fellow men are stark-raving bonkers.
Depraved hussies, who have twisted and unclean sexualities.


QUOTE:
"…tension between Ana and Christian eventually comes to a head after Ana asks Christian to punish her in order to show her how extreme a BDSM relationship with him could be. Christian fulfills Ana's request, beating her with a belt, only for Ana to realize that the two of them are incompatible."
END QUOTE.


It took a whupping to make you realize that?

And millions of women read this crap?

Good lord.

Yuck.


Ladies, how about some nice clean porn instead?

You know, happy people without weird fetishes, hang-ups, or neuroses. Literary smut about nice normal people who rather like each other, for whom sex is admittedly fun as blazes, but not the only part of the relationship.
Maybe they share a healthy interest in philately, or both of them collect antique watches. Something cozy, and intrinsically appealing to mildly obsessive types.

"She looked up from her bitter morning brew, and noticed the handsome middle-aged pipe collector with the graying goatee observing her from the other side of the Chinatown coffee shop. He was pretending to read the newspaper while eyeing her, but she knew better. The copy of 世界新聞 was upside down, you see. She noted with interest the headline which revealed that the provincial party secretary in Jiangsu had been arrested for anti-revolutionary crimes: an addiction to spanking, paid for out of the 'Public Funds for the Betterment of Morality among the Indigent'."

See, it's already got you hooked. A time and place are described, as well as keen knowledge-sets, among two people in a warm and nurturing environment. Perhaps he is a Dutch-American, and she could be anything from a shapely intellectual Germanic type (yes, such people exist!) through sparky red-head with a brain, to a literate and witty local woman.
Perhaps one with dark hair, dark eyes, and a foul mouth.

The only unrealistic aspect is the newspaper wrong way up, but it adds a romantic note of fluster.

All you have to do is imagine your own wholesome self in one of the roles.



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