The Post-Partisan Emporium

  The Dodgers have a Groomer Problem How the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence exposed children to live sex acts TECHNO FOG For years, the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco has been a venue for public debauchery. Billed as “the world’s  largest  celebration of kink, leather, and alternative sexualities,” it brings together a perverse crowd to browse “exhibitors showcasing their kinky wares and ample live BDSM demonstrations over 13 blocks of historic Folsom Street.” Its current policy allows for public nudity and disallows public sex acts. But that wasn’t always the case. In the 2000s (and really up until recently), the Folsom Street Fair was notorious for allowing public sex acts (couples, solo, etc.), urination, and more extreme displays of bondage and fetishes. Nearly everything was allowed on the city street. I won’t go into further details on the acts themselves, but you can view the  work of a photojournalis t who was there. ( Warning - it’s graphic. ) And the public was there to

  Make perverts pathetic again Society celebrates the hideous, the deviant and the compulsively transgressive. The result? Fat Satan aka Sam Smith, and other -- far more horrifying-- things Jenny Holland Trigger warning: this post features some seriously gross men being totally disgusting, and a very messed up young lady. Don’t read if you have just eaten or if you are in a despairing mood. When I was in kindergarten in the early 1980’s, at a public school in very blue-collar Brooklyn, there was a boy in my class who caused problems for us little girls. He was simpering and voyeuristic, he would follow us into the girls bathroom and try to peek at us while we were peeing, going so far as trying to stick his head under the toilet stall door. I remember him as having permanently wet, slobbery lips, which were fixed in a creepy grimace that tried to win us over, as if to say “don’t run away girls, I’m just like you.”  But it failed: he could not hide his trespasses on our boundaries and w