The president of William & Mary has been fired/asked to resign/something over his latest in a series of progressive acts: allowing the college to host the Sex Workers Art Show.
Here is what I have to say about this: c'mooooooooon, Virginia. I mean it. Honestly.
Punk Rock Femme and I attended the Richmond leg of the Sex Workers Art Show, which was held at an alternate location because Virginia Commonwealth University got squicked out by Teh Evil Sex Workers. Controversy! Protesters at the door yelling things about Jesus and "sins of the flesh"! Extremely large turnout! Standing room only!
I expected sauciness and filthy, filthy things. What we got was kind of tame. A queer dude escort did a really, really long and boring monologue about daddies and jury duty. A burlesque dancer did some things with her insanely large hooters. A porn star read a really beautiful short story. A domme rocked it performance art style, and she maybe got a (strap on) blow job on stage. Someone else sang a piece from a musical.
At intermission, the venue sold hot dogs, french fries, and Pepsi. It was like a high school football game, only with less violence and more of a sense of community.
Firing offense? Protestors? Honestly, Virginia ... I don't know what I'm gonna do with you.
[Via Jezebel]
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