behind bedroom doors

Alexander Cockburn: The CIA's New Campus Spies

At least one CounterPuncher didn't care for another paragraph in that same diary of mine, which went as follows:

In his wonderful The Duchess of Windsor (recently reissued with sensational new material along with his equally gripping Howard Hughes) my friend Charles Higham quotes the Duke's equerry, Sir Dudley Forwood, who used to peer through the bedroom keyhole, as saying of saying of Windsor that "It is doubtful whether he and Wallis ever actually had sexual intercourse in the normal sense of the word. However, she did manage to give him relief. He had always been a repressed foot fetishist, and she discovered this and indulged the perversity completely. They also, at his request, became involved in elaborate erotic games. These included nanny-child scenes: he wore diapers, she was the master."

Jason Rhodes wrote:

a) people who look through keyholes and report on bedroom activity are such human scum that they are ipso facto untrustworthy, and have no place in any account of anything

b) what goes on between consenting adults behind closed doors is private, even among the worst people. criticize what they do on a social level ­ don't try to shame them, even post humously, with what they did with their genitals.

i'm taking it too seriously. i don't realize that these all these people are just the flabby, pathetic, mind-addled so-called british royalty. they deserve any and all vulgarities we commoners can throw at them. etc. etc.

but it doesn't wash. people who look and tell, in hopes to shame, are far more effective sexual police than any alabama sodomy law. i hate it, and the implication that we all should perhaps stop and make sure that our own sex somehow measures up to a new standard of "counterpunch" normal. what's wrong with feet, diapers and nanny the bedroom? do we all have to like sex like you?

peace,

and power to the people

--jason rhodes
seoul, korea

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been dumped. "Those leaflets", complained Amneh as he held up one such picture, "cost us more than a bomb. A bomb - somebody just takes it and leaves it. Leaflets need two people: one to take photographs and the other to hand out the leaflets."

Despite such precautions, Amneh described Nuri as continually fretting that "the Americans will cut off financial aid to us."

Whether or not Nuri's funding was curtailed, the burden of the bomber's complaint concerned the way his superior continually short-changed him on pay and expenses. "We blew up a car and we were supposed to get $2,000 but Adnan gave us $1,000," he grumbled at one point, going on to gripe that at a supply dump meant to contain two tons of explosives he had been given only 100 lbs, the dump's custodian claiming that the rest had been stolen. He had not been able to buy a car or pay the dozen men on his team. On one occasion Nuri had paid him with dollars that turned out to be forged. Despite his position as a sub-contractor for the richest intelligence agency in the world, he "had to buy clocks in the soukh (market) and turn them into timers."

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