Non-Consent Tattoos

Wow. From SFGate: A nurse measures one of the many insult tattoos inscribed on a woman’s body by her former boyfriend in Changchun, China. Zhou Jingzhi used a sewing needle dipped in ink to forcibly tattoo the woman and two lovers he was holding hostage. He has reportedly been sentenced to death for the deed. […]

Wow.

From SFGate:

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A nurse measures one of the many insult tattoos inscribed on a woman’s body by her former boyfriend in Changchun, China. Zhou Jingzhi used a sewing needle dipped in ink to forcibly tattoo the woman and two lovers he was holding hostage. He has reportedly been sentenced to death for the deed.

The whole story, what little I can find of it, is here.

Ya know, I’m big on the marking. That may not be news. I’ve got lots of fantasies about marking a lover, by ink or fire or blade. I’ve even shared certain fantasies of forcible marking with those who love the more, say, non-consent flavor of fantasy. You know – the movie Tattoo, which I recall as being lame but which I love in concept.

But what I don’t get? Insults. That one’s just a head-scrtatcher. The ugly scratchings.

I wish I could see more of this, though. I want to see all the marks and thier meaning. I’m perversely fascinated by the entire episode.

…than hell

It’s hotter than hell, I still have not even caught up on all my email accumulation from last week’s vacation, I’ve got server issues at work and server issues here on the m’sphere (teach me to go fucking with unix groups without knowing what I’m doing). I’m havin’ a fucked up allergy attack from this […]

It’s hotter than hell, I still have not even caught up on all my email accumulation from last week’s vacation, I’ve got server issues at work and server issues here on the m’sphere (teach me to go fucking with unix groups without knowing what I’m doing). I’m havin’ a fucked up allergy attack from this damned weather, and I managed to break my sprinkler controller last weekend when I decided I should move it.

And did I mention that it’s hotter than hell?

All this adds up to not feeling at all like being in front of a computer, for work or play or creativity. So blogging’s gone by the wayside for a bit.

I need another vacation already.

On the bright side, I finally got my motorcycle out of the garage, cleaned, batter charged, and am riding again. It’s been months since I’ve ridden, and it feels really good, apart from the heat (see above.) I gotta not let it go so long next time. If it gets cooler, I’m thinkin’ I need to take off for the coast and just keep on ridin’ one of these days…

But not today. Because, you know, it’s hotter than hell.