Naked Lunch revisited

Hey dd, I did post a thread which has basically been ignored! I would fully and completely welcome any criticism you have, provided it isn't simply motivated by some inane desire to 'get back' at me!

But I'm not attacking you personally, well... I suppose I kind of am, but only because I really think you really need a fuller appreciation of Burroughs before you start linking your writing to his... from what you've written, I don't see a single connection that isn't painfully and embarrassingly superficial... maybe you've picked up on a lot of the obvious points, but the subtleties and even the bravery of his work are completely absent in this piece.

Burroughs was never just about being 'weird and hallucinogenic', his work was also about combining dialects, lingo, and various forms of corrupted English in the speech. And not just about including the occasional random banner announcement, it's about honing and developing a coherent philosophy and spirituality and wit, then integrating it strategically with the text... also, you need to include various paranoid plots as well as references to social, sexual, political and technical literary experimentation... as well as various highly resonant terms which connect the reader instantaneously with some eerily uncanny netherworld with its own design.

But ultimately, there can never be another Burroughs because his experimentation was so idiosyncratic, and also because it's been so popularized that any hint of similar technique outside of a Burroughs novel actually becomes like a kind of cliche!

I would fully and completely endorse any attempt to bring together all kinds of sociological, psychological and psychic fields in a form which echoed his, but do you really think some bit about a plane trip actually compares to any segment of Naked Lunch, the cut-ups, or the Red Night trilogy???

Also, please refrain from using homophobic remarks and petty, low-brow name-calling, as they do immeasurable damage to any valid argument you may have.

 

is this the thread you mean
http://www.hipforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=241483

hmmm.... K now talk to mr handy
what are you complaining about?

 

ronald,

I was talking to dirtydog. He said something about 'asking my boyfriend', which I suppose is pretty much the standard response when someone has a valid point and you have nothing. Just call people gay-- that'll throw them off!

You didn't make homophobic remarks, did you?

Actually, I was just happy that I got a response on my post!

 

when DirtyDog (DD) first came here he made some fantastic posts and wrote excellent stories but I think since then he suffered a mental breakdown when I criticised one of his works and since then he thinks everone is against him and he just trolls all the while

 

This is funny because:

• I didn't actually insult (or particularly mention) you personally or your writing. I just suggested that the titular association with William Burroughs was unnecessary. Obviously I was mistaken, and the title was integral enough to the piece for you to take offence to it.
• You call me on my "bad metaphor", and then go on to explain that it's bad because it can't be taken completely literally. So you're criticising it for not doing something that metaphors explicitly don't do? (This isn't a big deal, I'm just kinda curious why you thought it was worth mentioning and getting so wrong)
• I've never made any secret of my homosexuality on here.
• For someone who likes Burroughs enough to do a tribute to him, you seem to have some serious hang-ups about homosex.
• My location is right there, numb nuts.

Short summary: you're pretty inoffensive.

 

OOhh get them two - theyll be havin it off like nobodies business in a few posts !

 

I can see "this" happening here in a little while if we continue like this...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4QAlt4Sfl7Q

 

One thing you guys have to keep in mind is, this is not a free speech forum. If I wrote the type of lurid BDSM scenarios here that I'd like to write, I would be banned immediately. So would Burroughs if he were still around and could post here.

Case in point: someone was banned for posting a photo of a woman baring her breasts. At that time I had posted a shot of a teenage girl tied down and having whip marks on her bottom. Someone warned me to to get rid of it or get banned, so I got rid of it. With that kind of puritanism with regard to photos present here, I can only assume the site management has a similar attitude toward the written word.

I also prematurely stopped work on the thread 'Home Entertainment' for this reason. The thread was going to develop a BDSM theme I started in a post in the thread 'story ideas', which see.

Sorry about the personal remarks guys, but when someone insults me I respond in kind. I'm only human.

 

Dude, you know there's totally different standards for writing than for images. At least, there are everywhere else everywhere.

 

Dirty dog - publish and be damned - better to give us a laugh than to cower in underpants that are five sizes too small. I doubt that the king troll will look unfavourably on it - as there is a lot different between a picture of someone being rodgered up the sphincter and someone writing the scene

I think it will all happen here like this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8t03nYyyDU&mode=related&search=

 

bullshit.

I'm not into BDSM, but let me give this a try.

I could feel my strength; feel my absolute power, as I whipped her. The force, the passion, and oh, the power. The black tassels of the whip snapped against her bare ass. Leaving the circle of skin (enclosed by the shiny black latex) red like raw meat.
She wasn't raw at all. She was well experienced at this. That made it all the better, however. Made it more... authentic. You had to push a lot harder to break a veteran. A virgin slave, would be crying by now, screaming "Lord" (my favorite safe word). There would be no way a first timer would consider being gagged at a time like this.
This one was good though. "Why should I call you master?" "What kinda safe word is that?" Opening oppurtunities, for me to show my dominance. Luring me, seducing me. In a way though, that sorta thing made me hate her (which didn't hurt as far as punishment goes) how dare her woo me. I am the master. I am her god.
I ripped off the little red ballgag. I told her, if she screamed, I would only be more rough. I stabbed my thick purple cock into her. My huge PVC erection. Maybe, if the average man was built like this, this lady wouldn't be such a dyke. "You love my big cock, don't you?"
"mmmmmhhm" she moaned
"Tell me you need it."
"I need your big cock."
I pumped a little further into her tight ass. She moaned more, and louder.
"Do any of your other whores fuck like me?"
I pulled her hair... hard.
"ugghhhhh....no...you're....the... ughn.. best"
Things went along this way, for a little while longer. Lotsa dirty talk, lotsa loud moans, lotsa slow fucking; the dildo hadn't even gone in halfway. I wrapped her long hair around my hand, pulled her head back towards mine. She groaned loudly.
"I'm not playing with you any longer. You're just too much of a tease."
I assume she didn't take the warning seriously. We were only playing thus far, she most likely thought this was just part of the game.I would show her how serious I was though.
I let her head forward, then as hard as I could, I yanked it back. She screamed out.
"Fuck, that really hurt."
"I told you, this isn't a game."
I thrusted my purple penis farther through her tight anus. She screamed and squirmed. Her restraints stopped her from getting too far.
"Please stop, I can't take that much."
"You little bitch, you take whatever I give, that's how this works."
I fucked her harder, deeper.
"Lord! Let me GO!"
I grabbed the back of her neck and squeezed tightly, as I thrusted deeper into her.
"Lord! Lord! Lord! Lord!! I said the fucking safe word, now stop it, please!"
"I told you, I am your master, I decide when you had too much."
"This isn't fucking funny! Stop this, you're really hurting me!"
I laughed, she was wrong, it was quite funny to me. Funny, how weak she is. Funny, how she loves to 'submit' but was giving me so much resistance. Funny, how she was powerless against me. Funny, how she squirmed, knowing she wasn't going anywhere, chained down like she is. It was all very funny. Look at me, I'm the laughing Lord. hah.



I think I will actually base a story off of this, but I am quite bored of it at the moment, and I'm spossed to be working on my site right now =P

 

"A prickling wave of cold ecstasy tremored through my nape as he twisted a handful of my hair around his strong fingers and jerked my head back. I tried to remain quiet as I'd been told, but couldn't, and having whimpered with pleasure I closed my eyes waiting for the inevitable blow to the back of my head. When it came, the blood thrummed in my nose and pulsed noisily in my ears, pounding a tattoo with the hard wet slapping from somewhere in the distance behind me."

Yeah, I can't write sex for shit. But I think I'm trying too hard. Part of the genius of Burroughs is that he could write sex as casually or as intensely as it was meant to be. Some of what he wrote was so cold and detached it was kinda scary.

 

Sometimes you have to take a chance in life. I think there has been some good advice in this forum. Perhaps you can write a small warning in the beginning, if you find it necessary, DD, but don't box your emotions, because that's the worst thing that you can do. People have to stand up for what they believe is right, as this familiar clip shows...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1cPbHPqKPc

 

I'm so wary about clicking any link you or ronnie post.

 

I must admit that with all this controversy, I've become kinda interested in the idea of studying an author enough to be able to write like s/he does... I mean, finding out exactly what it is that gives his/her work its 'soul' or whatever.

Kind of like what Olivia Tremor Control did with the psychedelic-era Beatles.

 

Trust some dodgy illiterat **** to say something like that -

I only post to links that are valid besides if you havent heard of youtube yet then you are seriously retardedly getting too old for this place

this is a video of SC and dirtydog yank n burn and all those other wads !
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8t03nYyyDU&mode=related&search=

and this is them discussing things at their highest intellectual level

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OLGx2lGtOc&mode=related&search=

 

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I think Duck and SelfControl show some promise, in spite of themselves. In the real world, if there is such a thing, Duck should respect a safe word. To do otherwise is criminal assault.

It comes as news to me that there is a different standard for written work than for photographs. It doesn't say much for the site management that this is the case, but I want to be careful here, because some site manager might read this and fuck me over good if I say the wrong thing. All Rise. I'm Sorry, Sir, I didn't mean a word I said.

Scene: Courtroom 207, Provincial Court of Alberta, Calgary, 623 6 Avenue SW, Judge Festus McDuck presiding.

"Charles Mason, counsel for the accused, what's that white stuff on your face?"
"Your honour, if it please the court, the prosecutor Paul Stewart and I just happened to meet in the men's washroom, and he started to use some hair dressing, and he just happened to squeeze the tube wrong and it spurted all over my face."
"And you didn't have time to wash it off."
"Your honour, if it please the court, I needed to be here on time. Plus I was a little excited and all. About having to represent this shitbird, that is (points to Dirtydog in the dock)."
"Don't worry about Dirtydog, counsel. I'm gonna have him sucking my dick about 43 minutes from now, just after he sucks off the Sheriff's deputy, the Bailiff and his own attorney." The Judge was starting to get a good hard on, think about the fun he was going to have getting sucked off by Dirtydog, after which he could send him to Calgary Remand Centre to be beaten, raped and thrown in a filthy cage. The sun was out. The Judge knew it was going to be a fine afternoon.

-- "Write what you know" -- Hemingway

 

yeah, I thgought about that too
doesn't seem as fun as doing your own thing, if you ask me

 

Ronald:
You're a little more high tech than me. I have a low speed modem here, and last time I followed a link to Youtube (WS wanted us to watch a fake video of Dildo getting done by Poppers), it took about an hour and a half to load and play a thirty second scene, which is boring and not worth while since I should be out walking my dog or holding up a convenience store or something during that time.

Plus, the television was on, and George Bush appeared, so I had to drop everything and stand up and salute until he went off the air.

 

Let it be known that there were four Riders of the Apocalypse, and so there are Four Writers of the Apoforumcalypse Their names were:

White Scorpion
Ronald MacDonald
LA Matthews
Dirty Dog

Everyone else could join in, learn and become good, and a select few came out of the woodwork after all the hard work had been done (by the above), looking to hog some action