Sometimes, working with a group of people significantly older than I am, I think I know all the freaky little internet communities.
Then I accidentally stumble across something like this.
Domestic Discipline.
A nice middle-aged way to say “Gorean,” I guess.
This is normally a punch drink cry kind of moment, but after reading some of those entries, I don’t think I’ve ever felt less like punching.
Okay, okay, I figured out how to summarize this. “Inability to admit to the sexual fetishization of spousal abuse, primarily as a means of maintaining the vastly widening and neuroses-creating gulf between wanting to be an independent mature adult person and wanting to be an American Christian version of ‘feminine.’ “
Or, you know. Gorean.
Sometimes I miss being in school. Oh, to write a term paper on this peculiar brand of broken home.
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