Spent yesterday in Branson Missouri, for anyone who doesn’t know it is the mecca to all things kitschy, country, loud, garish, obscenely patriotic and I hate it. It is about 45 minutes south of where I live and the home of My best friends Mother. I went there with Ms. Scarlett < said best friend > to see her Mother and Stepfather, have dinner, and go to see some fabulous Bluegrass. Allison Krauss and Union Station played at the Grand Palace, it is a theater designed specifically for live music, which meant that even though we were so high up Allison and the band looked tiny, the music was awesome. Afterwords, back to Her Moms for a late night dinner and gab session. I will say spending the evening in Branson and the repressive air it reeks of was a bit harsh. Leaving the show was of course a cluster fuck of car, as we pulled out we saw many many examples of bad driving and inflated egos. Not only did some Geeze in a Miata think that he could worm his way into the exit lane another lovely example of masculinity showed his true colors by LAYING on his horn for a good 5 minutes. Why? you may ask… Because he was the 7th car in a line of traffic that wasn’t moving. That would still need to turn into another line of traffic that wasn’t moving, to finally inch its way up to the road and eventual freedom from the bottleneck the exodus had created. He would not stop honking and while annoying I must admit to finding some humor in the fact when gazed upon from My angle his SUV was framed by the HUGE mural painted on the back of the Grand Palace.

One Nation Under God
The only thing that made it any better for Me was the magnetic door sign for his SUV that said ” in god we trust” in eerie repetition of the Mural. I was amused and saddened at the same time to see how quickly one loses faith like that. But then the question really is do they have it to begin with? I don’t think so. I think it is an ingrained belief they were taught as children and they never thought to question. I see daily examples of it all around Me, Then again I live in the Ozarks…… enough said.
Tonight I went downtown with The Dragon to have dinner with our slave and a friend of hers. The dinner enjoyable, the conversation amusing. After dinner He and I decide to walk around a bit and maybe get a drink at one of the other watering holes near there. We found ourselves in an utterly delightful bar that served beer from the Felinfole Brewery which is located in LLanelly Wales, Home of the Dragon himself. Needless to say this brought about much rejoicing and talk from him about growing up there and all sort of wonderful memories relived. The evening in fact was quite nice until on our way home we happened to pass a group of 3 men all holding signs telling the passers by the were going to Hell. Now as a Pagan I don’t necessarily believe in Hell but for those that do, I know this is an issue. But what struck Me the most about the whole thing is that the signs all 3 of them had were horribly misspelled. Adultery was misspelled, as was divorce, as well as women. It was sadly amusing to know that they are not really doing much to turn the crowds downtown away from the sin and debauchery as they are an amusement to all those still sober enough to read. Haven’t they realized that in this day and age of slick marketing campaigns they need an edge to grab the people and that edge is not coming from a misspelled protest sign and crudely done at that.
This may not seemed tied together other then the fact that around here if you don’t Have God you have something very wrong with you. Yet I choose to live here and live a sex positive life, enjoying my time not only for BDSM and being Pro Domme but just the idea of living an alternative lifestyle and still being a positive person in the lives of others. For I believe by living in the backyard of the enemy I am doing a better job at subverting what they are trying to do.
Now after the day I have had I came home fired up the beast and looked at a lot of really good porn just to cleanse My mind from the rightwingedness and fake familiarity that comes with being a false christian. AH PORN!! I feel better…. Sphere: Related Content


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