Barber Shop Wisdom

rosco rathbone

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I was sitting in the neighborhood barbershop, getting my hair cut and eavesdropping on the guys next to me, as you do. The man in the chair was some kind of Latino, but Americanized, no accent. The barber was Turkish or Armenian. They were talking about the Rangers and sports gambling, but then they got onto the hotness of telenovela actresses; since one was playing on the TV.

They started talking about women from various places in the world, and I kind of tuned out, so I don't know which nation was reputed to produce women of this description:"...they're feminine, they don't talk back to you. It's very appealing."

A lightbulb kind of went off and I thought to myself "that's what it's all about". Wisdom from out of the mouths of mooks; guys who wouldn't know what "bdsm" was if it hit them on the head. A lot of things fell into place. I realised that I wasn't a bdsm pervert, or even a dominant. I don't have any dominant powers of making people obey me, I have no idea how to tame shrews. I just like women who don't talk back.

Bdsm, I renounce thee.
 
Why wouldn't they know anything about (or be devastatingly into) bdsm? And maybe you just need a shrew to tame you, not the other way around. :devil:
 
oh no, i feel a SAmmy thread in the making.


*runs for cover*

Whaaat? *flutters eyelashes* I'm pretty sure he never had any intention of ruffling feathers.... I'll behave until the sammy bandwagon rolls through. Then maybe I'll jump on. Join me? Could be a fun ride... :D
 
i wouldn't even know where to begin to be sammy. I don't think I'll dare.


*bats lashes as well*
 
I was sitting in the neighborhood barbershop, getting my hair cut and eavesdropping on the guys next to me, as you do. The man in the chair was some kind of Latino, but Americanized, no accent. The barber was Turkish or Armenian. They were talking about the Rangers and sports gambling, but then they got onto the hotness of telenovela actresses; since one was playing on the TV.

They started talking about women from various places in the world, and I kind of tuned out, so I don't know which nation was reputed to produce women of this description:"...they're feminine, they don't talk back to you. It's very appealing."

A lightbulb kind of went off and I thought to myself "that's what it's all about". Wisdom from out of the mouths of mooks; guys who wouldn't know what "bdsm" was if it hit them on the head. A lot of things fell into place. I realised that I wasn't a bdsm pervert, or even a dominant. I don't have any dominant powers of making people obey me, I have no idea how to tame shrews. I just like women who don't talk back.

Bdsm, I renounce thee.

You will bore in five minutes if they're not *perverts* and don't like to talk back. As much as you insist otherwise.

Admit it.

I think sometimes I just want passive boys, but then I meet vanilla passive boys and it's like, oh God, not this.
 
Point of clarification: isn't 'mook' a slur for an Italian American? Just wondering.
 
well, maybe you're kinda like Daddy and i...not really a practictioner of bdsm activities/dress/protocol, not a devout reader of Jay Wiseman and his ilk of politically correct D/s and S&M 101, don't really give a flookie about SSC or RACK, munches or leather....just a basic, no frills old-school-style Dominant man who needs an old-school style submissive (or what used to be known of back in the day as simply "a good woman").

some of us don't really get into the accessories or rulebooks, and just believe in the natural order, female being the property of Male. my Master's definition of a submissive woman is not some strong, otherwise independent woman who, through respect, admiration, and/or someone's ultimate Domliness, chooses to yield to the will of another. His definition of a submissive woman would be one who lives to serve and please others, for no other reason than because that's just the way Nature/God made her. a woman who'll cook, clean, suck and be f*cked on demand, and will do so without giving you any lip about it. who responds well to a firm slap/punch/kick when she steps out of line. who lives for you and would die for you without hesitation. what my grandpa would've called "a good woman."
 
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well, maybe you're kinda like Daddy and i...not really a practictioner of bdsm activities/dress/protocol, not a devout reader of Jay Wiseman and his ilk of politically correct D/s and S&M 101, don't really give a flookie about SSC or RACK, munches or leather....just a basic, no frills old-school-style Dominant man who needs an old-school style submissive (or what used to be known of back in the day as simply "a good woman").

some of us don't really get into the accessories or rulebooks, and just believe in the natural order, female being the property of Male. my Master's definition of a submissive woman is not some strong, otherwise independent woman who, through respect, admiration, and/or someone's ultimate Domliness, chooses to yield to the will of another. His definition of a submissive woman would be one who lives to serve and please others, for no other reason than because that's just the way Nature/God made her. a woman who'll cook, clean, suck and be f*cked on demand, and will do so without giving you any lip about it. who responds well to a firm slap/punch/kick when she steps out of line. who lives for you and would die for you without hesitation. what my grandpa would've called "a good woman."

Who's your grandpa? ;) You are absolutely entitled to your beliefs, OSG, and are free to lead whatever life you choose. But I have to say that I don't think any of us have the market cornered on what's the natural order of things.
 
Point of clarification: isn't 'mook' a slur for an Italian American? Just wondering.

The word may have started out that way. It has just come to mean "a working class schlub, a schmoe, a joe", here in NYC. Joey Ramone, a Jew, called himself a mook.
 
....some of us don't really get into the accessories or rulebooks, and just believe in the natural order, female being the property of Male. my Master's definition of a submissive woman is not some strong, otherwise independent woman who, through respect, admiration, and/or someone's ultimate Domliness, chooses to yield to the will of another. His definition of a submissive woman would be one who lives to serve and please others, for no other reason than because that's just the way Nature/God made her. a woman who'll cook, clean, suck and be f*cked on demand, and will do so without giving you any lip about it. who responds well to a firm slap/punch/kick when she steps out of line. who lives for you and would die for you without hesitation. what my grandpa would've called "a good woman."

This sounds a lot like me, all but the not being strong or otherwise independent part. Oh and the punch/kick thing.... that's just a little too Colour Purple for me taste. Mark my words, if ever a man puts his hands on me in a way less than what I consider desirable, I'll pour hot grease in his ears while he sleeps.
 
Oh and the punch/kick thing.... that's just a little too Colour Purple for me taste. Mark my words, if ever a man puts his hands on me in a way less than what I consider desirable, I'll pour hot grease in his ears while he sleeps.

:) I love you! :heart:
 
hehehe, I suppose I'm a little more sammy than I thought I was.

*smirk*
 
Then count me in on the sammy thing..

Most of the times, a stern word and/or look is enough to get me back in line. A punch or kick is just too close to.. wait no.. in my book that crosses over the line into abusive and right after the hot grease, would come the knitting needles under each nail of the appendage that struck me..

or I'd leave.

but that's just my opinion
 
I'm in the strong and in charge in other areas of my life, not into being punched or kicked camp.

:rose:
 
Then count me in on the sammy thing..

Most of the times, a stern word and/or look is enough to get me back in line. A punch or kick is just too close to.. wait no.. in my book that crosses over the line into abusive and right after the hot grease, would come the knitting needles under each nail of the appendage that struck me..

or I'd leave.

but that's just my opinion

Exactly! That stereotypical "good woman" sounds like no matter who she was stuck with, she'd cower and serve, no questions asked. Geez, I need a man worth serving before I'll take any discipline. And that's not because I am a woman, but because I am me. Lemme know how the knitting needles work out! I could use to update my arsenal! :D
 
Eh, different strokes for different folks. OSG's life seems extreme to me, but at the end of the day it's her choice.
 
I agree.. that's why I added it was my opinion. I couldnt live that way. That extreme may be the spark that causes her inner fire to burn but would extinguish mine.
 
I agree.. that's why I added it was my opinion. I couldnt live that way. That extreme may be the spark that causes her inner fire to burn but would extinguish mine.

Totally. :) I'll admit that osg's posts have made my jaw drop in the past. But I really value having a variety of opinions here, so I just want to be clear.
 
Eh, different strokes for different folks. OSG's life seems extreme to me, but at the end of the day it's her choice.

you know, people have said that here and in other places like this (online) about my way of life quite a bit...being "extreme" and all. but really it's all a matter of perspective. from my particular window, my life is for the most part simple, basic, and often mundane. "extreme" to me would be some of the things i hear others casually describe here...cutting/bloodletting, electrical gizmos on private parts, male subs begging to be tortured by Dommes, leather and pvc obsessions, strap-ons and all other sorts of whatnot. it's as difficult for me to fathom the drive and purpose behind such things as i suppose it is for others to understand my way of life. but at the core i'm something akin to the old-fashioned housewife, cooking his meals, handwashing his undies, keeping his home tidy. we don't argue because he doesn't tolerate backtalk, and yeah he'll knock some sense back into me when i screw up, get too big for my britches or just generally step outta line. it's a simple, uncomplicated, and for us natural way of living.

many of our parents and grandparents and great-grandparents lived much the same way, without the perverted sex...was their way of life "extreme?"
 
Yes, actually, I do consider that kind of lifestyle to be extreme now, in the past, or anytime if the two involved don't fully feel free to consent or decline the situation.

Since you are happy and on board with it, that is fine by me but if you weren't I would not feel it was okay.

:rose:
 
you know, people have said that here and in other places like this (online) about my way of life quite a bit...being "extreme" and all. but really it's all a matter of perspective. from my particular window, my life is for the most part simple, basic, and often mundane. "extreme" to me would be some of the things i hear others casually describe here...cutting/bloodletting, electrical gizmos on private parts, male subs begging to be tortured by Dommes, leather and pvc obsessions, strap-ons and all other sorts of whatnot. it's as difficult for me to fathom the drive and purpose behind such things as i suppose it is for others to understand my way of life. but at the core i'm something akin to the old-fashioned housewife, cooking his meals, handwashing his undies, keeping his home tidy. we don't argue because he doesn't tolerate backtalk, and yeah he'll knock some sense back into me when i screw up, get too big for my britches or just generally step outta line. it's a simple, uncomplicated, and for us natural way of living.

many of our parents and grandparents and great-grandparents lived much the same way, without the perverted sex...was their way of life "extreme?"

Their way of life wasn't extreme, it was normal, but that doesn't mean all of the housewives of the past were as happy with it as you are.

As others have said, if you are happy and content, well, great! But for a lot of people, that way of life stopped being normal for a reason.
 
you know, people have said that here and in other places like this (online) about my way of life quite a bit...being "extreme" and all. but really it's all a matter of perspective. from my particular window, my life is for the most part simple, basic, and often mundane. "extreme" to me would be some of the things i hear others casually describe here...cutting/bloodletting, electrical gizmos on private parts, male subs begging to be tortured by Dommes, leather and pvc obsessions, strap-ons and all other sorts of whatnot. it's as difficult for me to fathom the drive and purpose behind such things as i suppose it is for others to understand my way of life. but at the core i'm something akin to the old-fashioned housewife, cooking his meals, handwashing his undies, keeping his home tidy. we don't argue because he doesn't tolerate backtalk, and yeah he'll knock some sense back into me when i screw up, get too big for my britches or just generally step outta line. it's a simple, uncomplicated, and for us natural way of living.

many of our parents and grandparents and great-grandparents lived much the same way, without the perverted sex...was their way of life "extreme?"

My great grandmother on one side worked in a commercial kitchen while her brood ran around on the streets of the LES taking care of themselves the way most kids did. My great grandmother on the other side was rendered insane by cossacks and lit drapes on fire if she wasn't watched. I don't think either of these women were safe to smack around, but hey, traditional varies. I probably have some of each of them in me.

As for happy, none of them were. Neither were the husbands.

I have no idea why my grandparents stayed together, other than what else would you do? I think she married him to get back to Brooklyn from Pennsylvania. Natural instincts and order having nothing to do with it.

Halcyon old days stuff is creepy to me, sorry. Someone would have owned the man who owns you and treated him quite abysmally if you want to examine the rose colored tint of tradition. Ick. I don't.
 
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