A blogging interlude

If you don’t have a Worpress blog, this post will be of no interest for you, other than the last part (where I post a spanking photo to make up for off-topic rambling. Scroll right down if that’s the case.)

If you are a blogger, you may have faced with so-called “RSS scraping”, which is when spammers steal the content from your blog and surround it with their own ads. This is aggravating for two reasons: firstly, the arseholes are making money from your hard work, and secondly, they create duplicate content, which compromises you in the eyes of Google. Not good all around.

The easiest way to deal with the problem is to publish a partial feed on your site, and plenty of big blogs do exactly that. I’ve always been reluctant to go down the partial-feed route, because as a blog reader I don’t like them. So I won’t do unto my readers what I don’t like done unto me.

Anyway, having caught another splogger this evening, I went digging for a solution, and found a nifty WordPress plugin that will poison the well for any future plagiarists. AntiLeech is supposed to send scrambled content to spammers after they’re identified – so I can still publish my full feed, but if it’s scraped, it becomes illegible. Cool, huh?

I haven’t tested it yet, but it looks pretty sweet. I thought you other WordPress users might want to know about it as well.

And now, a spanking picture to make up for all that geek talk.

Actually, I’m feeling generous; have two:

Oh, what the hell, have three.

(They come from this free spanking gallery.)

Charming, my arse

This lovely comment has landed in the moderation queue in relation to a post about what school knickers I wanted.

White cotton ones r the best! And u have a marvalous arse! Id luv 2fuck it after iv given u a gud hand spanking! Do u take it up the arse babe???

Wow, what girl can resist such charm and fluency in txtspeak! Ladies, form an orderly queue.

Oh, by the way, the bottom on the pictures in that post? Not mine.

No, I don’t know whether she enjoys anal sex, either.

Office of Government Wanking

I was going to post a hot spanking picture for you tonight, munchkins, but before going online I was watching the satirical news show “Have I Got News For You”, and they told a hilarious story that I felt the need to convey immediately.

Apparently, there’s a governmental department here in the UK called “Office of Government Commerce”, OGC in short. They have recently commissioned a new logo, which looks like this:

After the new design was rolled out, somebody noticed that you could turn it upside down for a piece of social commentary on the state of governmental offices:

Civil servants are such dirty buggers, all of them.

Boobs? Open Source?

Sometimes news and gossip relating to human sexuality completely stumps me with its sheer whackiness.
John Scalzi writes:

The gist of [Open Source Boobs Project] is that at Penguicon women who were wearing buttons that said “Yes You May” were allowing folks of both sexes to touch their breasts (edit: the button apparently meant you could ask to touch, to which the answer could be “yes, you may” or not). The idea there, as I understand it, was to reinforce the idea that breasts were not these sacred and yet bizarre objects designed to attract attention to themselves and away from the person they are part of.

And handing out free gropes reinforces this idea… how exactly? When you are feeling up breasts, you’re feeling up breasts. I doubt that your perception of this pleasant activity is going to change much whether you have the boobs on tap, or have to struggle for each handful.

I’m all for this idea, though. I would love to be ordered to wear the button, and to be told that I may say no only to three people over the course of the weekend, and so to choose my rejections wisely.

The next logical step would be the “Open Source Bum Project”, intended to show that bottoms were made for smacking, and are wasted when not thus used. The button worn by participants is to say “You wouldn’t dare!” The code question would in turn be “Do you want to try me?”

Voyeur Central

Is it wrong of me to enjoy looking at the neighbour opposite as he walks around with no shirt on?

Is it wrong to hope that he’s also barefoot, wearing nothing but his tight blue jeans?

Is it wrong to want to hurt him – though in a way he would enjoy… afterwards?

Reducing a man to a sex object seems wrong. It feels lovely, though.