Book Sample: Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy

This blog post is part of “All the World,” a sixth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil” (2024), as well as “Make It Real” for Volume One and “The Total Codex” for Volume Zero. Those promotions sought to promote and provide their respective volume’s individual pieces for easy public viewing in single-post form; re: for the Poetry ModuleUndead Module and Demon Module, followed by my PhD and manifesto. “All the World,” by comparison, caps off my book series with a promotion for Volume Three; re: my Praxis Volume. As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

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Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy (feat. Meowing from Hell and Sean Jones)

“That the rules of a game are real and formally defined does not mean that the player’s experience is also formally defined. However, the rules help create the player’s informal experience. Though the fictional worlds of games are optional, subjective, and not real, they play a key role in video games. The player navigates these two levels, playing video games in the half-real zone between the fiction and the rules” (source).

—Jesper Juul, Half-Real: Video Games between Real Rules and Fictional Worlds (2005)

Traveling in a light beam

Laser rays and purple skies.

In a computer fairyland

It is a dream you bring to life (source).

—Pascal Languirand; “Living on Video,” on Trans-X’s Living on Video/Message on the Radio (1983)

Picking up where “Chapter One: Sex Positivity (opening and ‘Illustrating Mutual Consent’)” left off…

We’ve laid out the relationship between workers and the elite as it pertains to art in the workplace (and peoples’ respective roles in this unfair arrangement). Now let’s further examine mutual consent as it exists in sexualized artwork: as a complex, ongoing relationship between art and the viewer under Capitalism. This includes our own lives and the emotional intelligence required when performing successful praxis through our own social-sexual customs. Art and life aren’t separate; they flow in and out of each other, one informing the other. We’ll examine examples of either, then apply them to sex-positive lessons we can express in our own iconoclastic lives and art; re: with models like Harmony working with artists like myself, but also Sean Young (next page):

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Note: This is the first portion of Sex Positivity I ever conceptualized and wrote down; i.e., standing in my kitchen and rubbing my chin thoughtfully about illustrate mutual consent and how to go about it. Everything else—from Gothic Communism to ludo-Gothic BDSM to Metroidvania “danger discos” to Amazons—comes after this basic premise as I raised it back then. —Perse, 4/20/2025

First, art itself. As part of a collective effort to defend worker rights, artists foster empathy. However, even when empathy is functionally present, mutual consent—and by extension, bodily autonomy—are difficult to isolate in pin-up art or photography. When genuine empathy is absent, it’s not like an activist can talk directly to the sexist image; they can’t ask the prop-like girl on display if she agreed to be photographed. Even if she did, further context is generally not communicated by the artist, the model or the patron. She could be wearing her makeup for herself versus for the audience, but don’t expect the picture (or its assemblage of co-contributors) to communicate that each and every time.

Take this picture of a pretty girl (Sean Young) smoking a cigarette. It can be

  • an advertisement overtly selling the product (the cigarette, but also the girl, who is a sexual promise to consumers: “smoking makes you sexy” or “smoking gets you laid”)
  • product placement in a film, appropriated to boost sales
  • part of the story in ways that appreciate the mere existence of cigarettes (or their advertisement) as part of the world, not as something to directly sell to the audience

Three different uses of the same basic image: a girl and a prop, and different ways to assist in either through play. However, none of these functions communicate mutual consent (or its absence) regarding the girl herself. To do so requires empathy as a means of investigating the image beyond its surface-level visuals: the girl as more than mere object, but someone with basic human rights, specifically her ability to consent as a worker (and promote this idea through her own likeness, which neoliberal corporations will privatize for their own ghoulish purposes—below, exhibit 62b).

(exhibit 62b: Top: Blade Runner screenshots; bottom-left: Gui Guimaraes; middle: Ronin Dude; bottom-right: Jeremy Anninos. Neoliberal Capitalism is an experiment of the owner class that turns the likeness of the girl [or the man] into a product that enforces heteronormative roles sold through cheap canonical “junk food”: Blade Runner‘s poster girl selling Coke to the audience, which, like cigarettes, historically contained whatever chemicals corporations could put in them to coerce purchases. This tasty treat can certainly be enjoyed [usually with varying degrees of guilt] but should not be blindly endorsed; its canonical presence denotes exploitation as sublimated by the replica as the product, the worker entirely replaced by their own likeness. The bourgeois copycat becomes something to mass produce in the cheapest way possible, selling canonical hauntology to the masses: useful brain chemicals triggered by formulaic pleasure sites—the cyberpunk ruin and its boys and girls with their various props and superpowers, their cool gadgets, their guns. As stated during “Origins and Lineage” from Volume Zero, such creations are often liminal, combining the retro-future Western and other genres to introduce imperfect allegories with leftist potential [re: Lucas, Star Wars]. These allegories must be disinterred from the midden and expanded upon, reintroduced in ways that transmute canonical praxis/vice persecution for iconoclastic variations that strip away the cheap canonical junk food/product placement [and its fascist/neoliberal outcomes and pro-state subterfuge, bad-faith “beards,” nuptials, etc] for something far more emotionally/Gothically enriching: sex-positive brain food with revolutionary potential that can still disguise and keep us safe from TERFs, cryptofascists and other reactionaries unfettered by neoliberal agents by reclaiming vice, humanizing it again; exhibit 62c.)

While the starting point of empathetic recognition/performance is presentation and function—how the image is being shown and why—the investigator needs empathy to identify the human rights abuses or celebrations, be these implied, declared, or haunted. For example, if an image was manufactured to profit the bourgeoisie, the drawing is probably sexist. However, confirming this suspicion generally requires a fair amount of investigation, which won’t occur if empathy for the subject is not present within the examiner. The problem is, canonical hauntology tends to inspire hollowabstract, or displaced empathy that doesn’t undermine elite hegemony at all; it relies on people to confuse the ghost of counterfeit as simply “spice” that paying customers deserve, not sprinkles of Soylent Green.

However, if Gothic stories communicate trauma and Gothic Communism is the interrogation of trauma (in its various forms) as a historical-material consequence, then empathy is the mindfulness of trauma mid-exploration—be it one’s own or someone else’s. The image—as something to investigate and comprehend—extends to living people in front of us, who we associate with symbols of women and the social behaviors attached to the symbols that carry over to their representees. When taken literally and without nuance, this generates a divide between reality and canon, effacing the person behind the image. Moreover, it weakens the viewer’s emotional intelligence regarding social cues as things to read in relation to people as images.

For example—and here’s a bit of dating advice from Mommy Persephone to cis-het men: PWMs (re: people who menstruate) are canonized as women. Regardless of this unwanted standardization, even if a PWM is actually cis-het, most girls really don’t like getting hit on everywhere they go from random strangers (the same idea applies to any marginalized group, but this particular advice is pointedly aimed at white cis-het men being the most privileged, tone deaf and abusive group at a systemic level, so I’ll be sticking to cis-gendered models to keep things simple)! Dating is an incredibly complex and game-like endeavor whose rules are not fixed or communicated in simple language; indeed, their education to the public exists in opposition using shared language operating at cross purposes.

Despite chercher la femme being canonical praxis, for instance, girls actually prefer to have some say and control in these exchanges by representing for themselves what the symbol of woman means; i.e., not just an object of pursuit by men, but a fully autonomous being that can self-express in various (a)sexual ways should they choose. Even if that control is them being able to put on the sexy dress and be able to predictably get cat-called—if they predicted it and welcomed it, that’s still their choice, their agency to sex-positively “flash” in some shape or form towards a public audience.

(exhibit 62c: Artist, top-left: Cheun; bottom-left: Alyssa; top-middle: Sciamano204; bottom-middle: Tiffany Valentine; top-right, source: a “gender critical” TERF counter-protesting a gender-recognition reform bill in Scotland; bottom-right: Angela, the coercively demonized trans character from Sleepaway Camp, 1983 [“The Real Peter Baker,” 2012]. Despite that film making Angel a transphobic, “cavewoman” exhibit, she has every reason to be enraged with the status quo.

(exhibit 62e: The Busenaktion [“breast action”] of 1969 [nice]. Radical students protesting Frankfurt fancy-pants, Theodor Adorno: “After a student wrote on the blackboard, ‘If Adorno is left in peace, capitalism will never cease,’ three women students approached the lectern, bared their breasts and scattered flower petals over his head” [source tweet: whyvert]. Ferocious boobies. Run away, Brave Sir Robin, you’re being repressed by killer rabbits!)

(exhibit 62f: Artist: Persephone van der Waard. Cavegirl Ayla from Chrono Trigger, 1995—in the words of Jadis, “Chonk, stronk and ready to bonk” [with “bonk” being slang for fucking—e.g., boning, boinking—but also her tendency to literally “bonk!” lizardman over the head with her club; re: “Death by Snu-Snu“].)

Liminalities aside, there’s a pretty big functional difference between showing some skin and literally flashing one’s junk (versus female nipples, which are canonically treated as sex organs when they actually are not sex organs). Frankly, more aggressive forms of exhibitionism are generally relegated to erotic art or transgressive performance art (exhibit 62c). This can be appreciative or appropriative—with trans people and sluts more broadly being made exhibits of tied to horrifying violence meant to incite moral panics and lead to mass public shamings: “Don’t show your body or have premarital sex or you might be a slut, sex demon, transsexual, etc” (conflations that we’re examine more in Chapter Three).

However, if a girl wants to reclaim sluttiness and other abjected variables by grooming a figurative/literal beard, rocking a tramp stamp, flexing her strength (exhibit 62f) showing her pussy to a consenting audience (exhibit 61), or showing off a “whale tail,” do not shame her. Look but do not stare, and definitely don’t touch her without her express permission (such matters become more intuitive after first contact, of course: “red light, green light,” etc). Flashing can certainly be a transgressive, “live” political act, but this is relative to the room in question; no one is going to stroll into a Baptist congregation and flash the ministry without a backup plan (unless they want to martyr themselves, even if inadvertently like Oscar Wilde did during his own trial for gross indecency [Douglas Linder’s “The Trials of Oscar Wilde: An Account,” 2023] for being a queer man in 1895—the first trial of its kind [though not the first attacking queer people before “homosexual” was an official term; re: Broadmoor]). More likely flashing is performed in ways that grant the performer agency without infringing on the rights of others, or punching up against powerful authority figures (men of reason) for whom the act will not pose any real threat (exhibit 62e).

Moreover, ordinary girls wearing “sexy clothes” (which honestly may as well just be clothes in general, as women’s clothes—even Walmart-brand stuff—are subtly/not-so-subtly sexualized by men by default) is still not an invitation to abuse them, obnoxiously stare at them, or hector them, nor is them rejecting you regardless of how they go about it (and spare me your “what ifs,” please; I’m talking about regular people, not outlier cases when a woman is mentally ill, prone to destructive behavior, or under someone else’s power to try and fleece you)! Most dudes not only can’t take the hint; they’ll blame the victim:

Likewise, an incel, nice guy or creep is still creepy regardless if they think they’re God’s gift to women. To hit on someone without reading the room is foolish; to do so in a room where sex and dating aren’t really on the table to begin with doesn’t help your case or your odds. Try a dating website or some other place where you and they both know that being there is a precursor to sex if you play your cards right—not at the laundromat, bus stop, or some other public space where they’re just going through their day and don’t want to be bothered; e.g., “When I’m at the gas station, this ain’t no Christian mingle!” (Greg Doucette’s “Girl Gets Slammed over Viral TikTok Video,” 2022; timestamp: 8:11). Trust me: You’re not so charming that they’ll think otherwise, let alone drop their panties and suck you off, let alone marry you and have your kids. To think otherwise is to infantilize them. Likewise, “friendzone” isn’t a thing so don’t say they’re doing that to you? What I mean is, it’s a not a legitimate thing to accuse someone of not wanting to be with you; it’s a strawman, one that self-reports when used unironically.

To that, cis-het men (or anyone in the Man Box), women (or any chosen mates) don’t owe you sex, and bullying them isn’t going to make them want to sleep with you. Doing so only lowers your odds of success by your own metrics, leading many white, cis-het men to blame women, not Capitalism, for their failures; but even if you “succeed” in the way you’re taught, a “body count” is a poor metric for success if it costs you the ability to relate to other people—i.e., to treat them like people instead of objectives inside a larger game. There’s always an element of luck involved when it comes to love, but reducing the odds through force cheats everyone involved by turning you into a bully and the other people into victims (whereas “changing the odds” through class warfare makes it much easier for you to find love without chasing someone down and coercing sex out of them).

This being said, love (and affairs) can happen at work and on the road. My first serious relationship started when I was 29 and happened with a 20-year-old girl I met at the bus stop. I’ll call her Constance Reid (after her favorite book, D. H. Lawrence’s last novel, Lady Chatterley’s Lover, 1929). Before you say “pot, meet kettle,” consider that we lived in the same town and took the same bus route everyday—first to the nearest city and then to different colleges. We saw each other every day and she talked to other people on the bus. At first, I was shy. In fact, I was socially awkward at school and had been going to therapy to help learn how to make friends in person, including how to make romantic partners (after having several unsuccessful attempts at this point). After several weeks of watching this person and wanting to talk to them, I shyly broke the ice: “So, is that your boyfriend?” They’d just been talking with someone who looked like their boyfriend. When asked, they didn’t run away screaming. Instead, they simply said yes. We talked for the next several weeks on the bus, commuting four hours(!) to and from school every day. Turns out, we were both unable to drive and had similar timetables despite going to different schools in the area. What are the odds, right?

Learning relationships is like learning to paint. You’re gonna make mistakes along the way. But you have to be willing to try. I was bearded like Karl Marx (exhibit 63a) and she was pale, zaftig and enchanting. We slowly grew closer, talking about rock ‘n roll, literature and artwork until eventually I shaved my beard (for some reason, I decided to keep a porn ‘stache). The girls at school certainly noticed, one crying out in class, “You look different! I can see your face!” I took this as a good sign. After class, I decided to “make a move” that night on the bus with Constance. This involved me telling her I wanted to kiss her despite her having a boyfriend (and me stating I didn’t care; I was bold, to be honest, and had much to learn). For all my gusto, I was frankly terrified. I played it cool, though. I even did the old “yawning trick” from Hellboy (2004) and put my arm around her shoulder. Much to my surprise, she happily gave me some sugar. Turns out, she barely knew the person she “was with”; they’d only just met on the bus like me!

(exhibit 63a: Me still in the closet: from Kurt Russel to Jesus to Jonny Cash in under a week!)

A few days later, Constance came over to visit me at my grandparent’s house. There I was, sitting on the porch reading Henry IV (1598) for class (on a page, no less, where Hotspur’s wife is doling out all these none-too-subtle sexual innuendos to her husband, wanting him to eat her out instead of riding his stupid war horse all the time). Along comes Constance, riding up on her bicycle like Albert Einstein. We ended up going upstairs to watch Rosemary’s Baby (1968). About halfway through, she’s giving me bedroom eyes—in my bedroom. So, I stopped for a moment, thought about it, then asked, “Can I kiss you?” She said yes and I did. After we kissed, I figured, might as well go for the gold, laid my hand on her stomach and asked, “Can I touch your pussy?” Constance consented and I went about it. She didn’t seem to mind. When I asked her if she wanted to have sex, she said she had to break up with her boyfriend first. Curious.

That was a long week. After Constance broke up with her boyfriend, we made plans to have sex. Leading up to having sex, we talked about our histories. She told me she was a virgin; I told her about my Hep C (which I had contracted mysteriously and didn’t even know I had it, requiring me to jump through a lot of hoops to get the medication I needed to lower my viral count to “cured” levels) and sexual history. We planned for about a week, selecting time for her to come over where we could have some privacy and give things a shot. On the fateful night in question, we held each other in the dark on the way home (it was winter and the bus was dark on the inside to allow the driver to see). She said she was nervous but excited; I asked if she still wanted to do it and she said yes. I had purchased some condoms ahead of time. Using one, we had sex that night. It wasn’t the “best” sex in the world (she was a virgin and I had to be gentle and patient) but she was a little poet—mad as a hatter but still my Fairy Queen (which I called her, after Titania from A Midsummer Night’s Dream, 1605).

Regardless of the sex and how good it felt (it was nice, to be fair), the whole experience taught me a lot: that learning someone’s body is like learning to appreciate a good song or book; it takes time and repeated viewings, but a willingness to engage with a fun toy that plays back. More to the point, any time we were in bed or out, I never forgot her needs or placed them above my own; despite my initial boldness, I always asked if this was ok and didn’t just assume. I also learned that I liked discovering what she liked or disliked in general, but especially music: Constance likes Van Halen, Zeuhl likes The Who and The Cars (and a million other bands; re: “The Eyeball Zone“), Jadis likes Tool and NIN (re: “Seeing Dead People“), and Cuwu liked Slush Puppy and FKA Twigs (re: “Out of This World“), etc. All the flowers are beautiful and unique, not just the ones that Capitalism privatizes and sells back to you with your own labor.

The point of my story isn’t to crow about my own accomplishments, but to illustrate the complexities of having a relationship, no matter the length. Ours was intense but brief, with Constance breaking things off after several months and us only having sex four times (and me only cumming twice). Turns out, Constance was largely looking for someone to lose her virginity to and I’m the person she chose (she was also ghastly afraid of getting pregnant several days after having sex; i.e., a childish misunderstanding of how pregnancy works, but also the fear of pregnancy after missing one’s period as being a very female fear). Not gonna lie, that broke my heart. However, seven years later, we briefly touched base again, only for her to tell me she never forgot me, that I would always be her fairy queen. More to the point, she thanked me for being gentle with her that first time. Not only that, but she said that she was using what I taught her in her own relationships. It was a compliment I was only too happy to take—that I could be empathetic towards her in ways she remembered years after the fact. We both got something positive out of it.

Let’s take the same idea of empathy and respecting someone’s agency and apply it to an everyday situation, one where we view it through a Gothic-Communist lens.

(artist: Nigel Van Wieck)

You see a girl at the bus stop. She’s an ordinary person—a worker like the majority of people under Capitalism—and she seems usually on edge when a polite man moseys up and starts hitting on her. He’s not some Disney villain; he’s just an average Joe, a regular worker just like her. For the sake of argument, let’s level the playing field slightly and say they’re both “fives” and single (to be clear, sliding scales are incredibly shallow and anyone who uses one to seriously gauge a person’s value in the Sexual Marketplace™ is probably bigoted—doubly so if they apply it to their jawline or IQ levels, too).

Let’s also say there’s no obvious red flags. Our Romeo is nice, but she doesn’t care. She rejects him with a curt “fuck off” before icing him out. Even if there’s no ill intent and she still “bites his head off,” her being rude doesn’t change the dialectical-material reality that women are raped and killed by men far more than the other way around; they also go their whole lives being being reminded by popular media that any man, if slighted, will kill and rape them, and cops won’t believe them (as for the dude, I’m pretty his wounded feelings will survive a tongue-lashing from someone who can’t physically hurt him—grow a pair, buttercup). Do we have to like her for doing it? No, but we can try to understand her position relative to the man’s; despite both of them being workers, she’s far more disadvantaged than he is. What’s more and he—polite or not—was cross her boundaries at the cultural level by hitting on her in a laundromat. Crossing boundaries is fine, but if she wants to reject him with extreme prejudice, she’s still the disadvantaged party by a mile. Moreover, learning to read the room and develop a social-sexual “radar” for these things will make such “horror stories” far less common than you might think. I fucked up at first, too; but eventually I got better at it by not hitting on girls at the laundromat, or the teller at by bank who’s just trying to do her job and be polite. In short, I learned “how to play” by learning the ropes beyond the formal/intended rules, but also the informal/emergent rules of play.

The idea of sex-as-dangerous manifests in Gothic hauntology at large, showcasing sexuality as imperiled by Gothic analogues: the castle. Regardless of the exact format, Gothic stories more broadly illustrate the complexities and ambiguous of human, social-sexual interactions under Capitalism; i.e. ,as informed by the imaginary past and its recycled conventions, reifying a dimorphic, “Love is a Battlefield” scheme presented in phenomenological terms: through the ballroom drama as ergodic, thus requiring a “game,” skilled and savvy player to navigate the perils thereof—i.e., is my dance partner a killer or not? This isn’t just a cliché from a story that demands dance partners a priori, but a half-real commentary on the Neo-Gothic, Romantic-quotidian struggles of women forced into doing customary social-sexual rituals in everyday activities that men don’t even think about; e.g., the Metroidvania as a summoning of the castle for a heroine to move around inside according to gendered roles that promote, promise and threaten, but also subvert and transgress sex as a dangerous-if-titillating position—i.e., the urgency of it all tied to conventional expressions of the human condition predicated on material conditions, specifically the taught/flaccid libido as something to comment on in various ways that comment on meeting through such examples:

You’ve got a pussy
I have a dick, ah
So what’s the problem?
Let’s do it quick (Rammstein’s “Pussy,” 2009).

While the romance is a facsimile for codified interactions, dalliance and rendezvouses, women (or beings forced to identity as women, or at least feminine) are doing everyday activities implicitly coded for them as romanticized courtship rituals, despite many of them being things women simply do to get from point A to point B. In these liminal spaces, they don’t want to be outed as “whistleblowers” for just standing up for themselves. It’s a pretty low bar, but one that society still punishes the woman for “violating” by default: “Don’t go out, don’t wear sexy clothes or you’re “asking for it!'” But in equally Gothic terms, a veil is no defense when the game is in play. As Matthew Lewis pointed out over two centuries ago, the canonized ritual is to hit on any maiden, even if she’s veiled. Canonical “modesty” is not protection from predators, but segregation; indeed, those “protecting” you are, more often than not, the very people who abuse you, then lie about it to your face. Deception comes with the package in Man Box culture; giving them what they want/endorsing their ideology is incredibly dangerous and only prolongs abuse (exhibit 87e1/2).

(exhibit 63b: Rape culture is romanticized as normal through nostalgia. For example, Matthew McConaughey as Wooderson in Dazed and Confused [1993] says, “That’s what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age.” Not only is this pedophilic behavior utterly textbook; the act of grooming is normalized, through Man Box, in a role model for younger men to follow and emulate in a nostalgic worldview: the 1970s and its hatred of women as sex objects to exploit by resentful, covetous men. Indeed, for them “woman is other” translates to the resenting of women as the assigned givers of pleasure that is owed to men, but taught to men by men that they must win this pleasure through deception and force. Such hatred plays out during fascist expansion through radicalized male culture under crisis: the “incel,” aka “involuntary celibate” as a kind of “straw dog.”

Likewise, many would-be rapists/incels are often conventionally prettier than people care to admit, meek-looking-yet-menacing real-life murderers like Eliot Rodger eliding with the rape fantasy as romanticized and mass-produced for white women; e.g., Alexander Skarsgaard as Charlie from Rod Lurie’s 2011 Straw Dogs or Adam Driver as Jacques Le Gris from Ridley Scott’s The Last Duel [2021]: the blackguard, the rogue, the lothario-as-rapist Quixotic who things he understands what love is and then rapes the professed recipient, then aims to retreat into the Church as a black penitent. Of the Black Penitents, Nick Groom writes in The Italian‘s explanatory notes, 

Penitential orders were Roman Catholic monastic orders in which the members undertook severe penance or mortifcations of the flesh. The chief Confraternity of the Black Penitents is the Misericordia (also known as the Beheading of St. John), established in 1488 to give aid to those condemned to death [… “having the power] to release one criminal per year and shelter him from capital punishment” […] Radcliffe presents the Black Penitents as clothed in sackcloth adorned with a death’s head. 

Clearly words like penitentiary still exist and, indeed, are commonplace under Pax Americana as a domesticated slaving ground built around the business of false imprisonment and cruel punishment: a fear but also romanticization of the jailed as paradoxically privileged.

Moreover, the inverse applies to a corrupt system whose privileged few could retreat within to dodge punishment—i.e., an exclusive sanctuary hinted at by Radcliffe’s own outmoded romance [The Italian‘s second title being The Confessional of the Black Penitents]. Her bigoted, xenophobic terrors were outdated by the time she penned them, done so at least in part to comment on the hauntological nature of the abuse of power and presence of rape within mighty institutions renowned for their legendary harm: the Church, but also the knights templar brought forward out of the past in new fearsome forms; i.e., the black knight as false holy order adorned with skulls, promising torture and death to their own torturous heroes and far worse to everyone else [which both Radcliffe and Scott posit onto an imaginary Eastern European, but also the Catholic Church; their Protestant dogma/anti-French lens is both standard-issue British polemic, as well as a semi-false, but also partially legitimate barb common in such fictions]. The Gothic is utterly rife with such things and has been for centuries.

Such a fetishized persona might, then, read like bad fiction on paper but it emulates the fascist spectre as quite at home under Capitalism as having evolving out of older structures, while still having their medieval qualities that torture workers and benefit the powerful; i.e., the strongman as a brute working for the nearest centurion in a grander structure the operates through force and authorial decree: a medieval system that threatens abuse when the veil of propriety falls apart. The veil becomes black, menacing to those the system normally accommodates.

As with Neo-Gothic fiction, the ghost of the counterfeit presents the fabrication as caught between the history and the reality as half-real. As rapist personas, both Charlie and Le Gris play their parts, then, as the sexy-but-sexually frustrated looker [attractive and covetous] who feels owed sex within the state as in crisis. The fiction punches the designated bag as a partial critique, scapegoating the symptom but ignoring the cause to make the story thrilling [the Catholic Church as a den of criminals, in Radcliffe’s case; pre-fascism in the early Renaissance period, for Scott; and fascist as having never left, for Lurie]. While the commentary is there to breathe life into the voice of women, often these women are swept aside for the theatrics of the dueling men fighting over women as property to defend their image of themselves to the men who look up to them.

In turn, the people who critique these men—like Charlie’s employer or Le Gris’ rival—are themselves, imperfect; i.e., the “white knight” maneuver of someone who, if not overtly devilish, are waiting patiently in the wings for their “friend” to get hurt and then take advantage; or think they have “game” thus can pull off similar advances without being creepy themselves, while still expecting a reward from a false rescue during chercher la femme and staring at the talking woman as if the presumed property suddenly speaking were as miraculous as a statue weeping blood—e.g., Rebecca Watson’s “elevator gate” incident, where a man got in the elevator with her at four in the morning and propositioned sex to her on a whim [re: “Richard Dawkins Promotes Creationism,” timestamp: 5:03]. They—and the overblown, fascists-posturing as centrist, scientific “authorities” forcing people into a binary based on basic misunderstandings[1] about binary sex [again, Dawkins; Rebecca Watson’s “Richard Dawkins Doesn’t Know What a Woman Is,” 2021]—are harmful in a different way and generally to a lesser degree than the stereotypical highwayman, open fascist or rake.

In other words, they’re still knights, cowboys, cops, etc; i.e., traditionally male positions of power than are romanticized and given the benefit of the doubt by the audiences who conflate real-life versions with their fictional-counterparts; or grant the player of a fictional variant the authority and power of a real cop, priest or teacher as hauntologized to harmful, misleading extremes [Sergio Leone’s 1969 Once Upon a Time in the West starring Charles Bronson, a bigoted man playing a “good” brute/escalator of violence; versus his 1984 Once Upon a Time in America, starring Robert De Niro who plays a “good” brute framed as less shitty than James Woods’ character but still rapes a woman onscreen—exhibit 100c2c]. See: “Dark Shadows” for more on this topic, and on Radcliffe’s banditti at large.)

Gothic Communism, then, is a communal effort, dialectically addressing the material world’s current stigmas and biases in subversively medievalized/Gothic language. The aim in doing so is to think about transgenerational trauma in a sex-positive way that teaches emotional intelligence regarding sex pests as disconcertingly common and celebrated (above), even when their hauntology becomes openly criminal (exhibit 86a2). To this, thinking on one’s feet, or toes, occurs when having relationships with people—or artwork by, with or about people, including Gothic examples and oscillating, ambiguous arrangements inside and outside of the text. The point of empathy is to have caution for the person you’re empathizing with, who may be hyperviligent from past trauma and automatically no their toes in response to you doing normal activities with no trauma attached to your side of things: empathetic caution in respect to a victim’s caution, allowing you to form bonds, establish trust, and make artwork that can address the horrors and lies of Capitalism in a group effort.

However, Capitalism historically doesn’t incentivize these things, deprioritizing relationships where people talk about their feelings, treating sex workers as criminal and women as aliens, while boys don’t cry. The outcome of that particular social configuration are cis-het boys who have no idea how to talk to women on a pathological level. Instead, they hide their true intent and lack of game by trying to downplay their formulaic, lazy and inherently dishonest, even treacherous approach; e.g., Wooderson in exhibit 63b, above, emulated in real life by Ryan Evans’ auto-pilot pattern of self-described “awkwardness” (Quelsee, 2023) when serially harassing women online and in person of increasingly younger ages than himself (ibid.); or weird canonical nerds like Caleb Hart saying they “aren’t a rapist” (exhibit 93b)—it’s feigned innocence/nonchalance, even a deliberate, forceful[2] weirdness; i.e., of acknowledging one’s approach as “coming on too strong” before denying it in the same breath. Thanks to Capitalism, such persons become blind to the correct way to talk to others—as equals. Instead, they grow into bad players who target younger and younger girls, becoming increasingly entitled, ignorant, pampered and cruel towards those they’re conditioned to regard as literally inhuman, but also fetishized (the structures that perform these rituals outlined in Chapter Two; their consequences explored for the rest of the book).

Trauma that must be handled with care. Likewise, canonical interrogation and iconoclastic praxis must be handled with respect towards the victims. With that in mind, let’s re-examine the above picture again, this time through a critically empathetic, sex-positive lens. The picture is of actress Sean Young playing a replicant (a robotic slave designed to look human). She’s not only smoking a cigarette in the photograph; she’s doing it while taking a test to verify that she’s human. If she fails the test, that means she isn’t human, thus open to on-the-spot execution (called “retirement” in the movie, a cryptonym that disguises corporate abuse, which itself is housed inside her temple-like office with the artificial owl and the reptilian male overload, all displaced, hauntological cryptonyms for Capitalism). Not only is this treatment perfectly legal; her rights and her body belong to the company that made her, the Tyrell Corporation. This idea is what drives carceral hauntologies—the duplicate as an “authentic” replica that completely ignores the woman posing for it. She and her abuses are swept under the rug and forgotten.

(artist: Ilya Kuvshinov)

The picture of the cigarette doesn’t explicitly say any of this by itself. Nor can it comment on how its hypercanonical[3] status leads to pastiche in perpetuity (the tech-noir/cyberpunk as the end-point of commentary about the world, echoing Fisher’s take on hauntology). This endless pursuit of profit-through-pastiche demands normalized behaviors that can be repeatedly administered to audiences, the latter conditioned to recognize value in prescribed sexual roles (which tend to conflate biological sex and gender performance/identity): Marx’s Superstructure and Base. As we’ll see in just a moment, this Capitalist framework specifically discourages mutual consent in the workplace, but also empathy towards workers who represent the workplace through art (or vice versa) that tends to shape how either is portrayed and viewed—in short, how it’s empathized with as taught by hauntological forms.

As a workplace representative, Sean remains the central product of the company. “More human than human,” she’s a manmade secretary reduced to feeling artificial because she knows she’s a product (with a four-year lifespan, no less). The reoccurring problem, then, is context, but also bias: How are women viewed whether context is absent or no. Sean Young’s treatment as an actor highlights social-sexual bias relative to her imagery in art; i.e., “woman is other,” hence unwelcome in art save as Patriarchal Capitalism demands—xenophobic subjugation. Since her performance is easily divorced from the text but not the image, determining if either conveys mutual consent in a sex-positive sense will require viewing Sean as a subject, not an object in a picture that sells merchandise. She’s someone to listen to, not dismiss, ignore or attack, but still being judged by bigots who view her as a monster, a madwoman in the attic.

Though Sean personally recounts abysmal treatment on and off set precisely because she was a 22-year old woman working with much older, sexist men (“Blade Runner‘s Sean Young: ‘If I were a man I’d have been treated better,'” 2015), it’s disarmingly easy to look at Sean’s character being abused onscreen and think, “It’s just a movie, right?” It becomes far more dubious when we consider both side-by-side. Not only did Ridley Scott and his team film everything without Sean’s consent—indeed, despite her active, on-set complaints about sexual harassment—they released Blade Runner without reshooting anything: a classic movie that flagrantly depicts the very abuse Sean described, only to be lauded as canon whose hauntology yields carceral outcomes inside the minds of sexist fans who unironically defend Capitalism.

This treatment by a supposed ally like Scott (who doesn’t get a pass just because he made Alien) marked an abusive trend that would haunt Sean for the rest of her career. She would go on to be ignored, distrusted precisely for speaking the truth. Empathy towards her victimized position demonstrates mutual consent was not present. This goes to show how the context highlighting mutual consent must be explained, but also believed in regards to one’s own testimony about abuse experienced in the workplace. Under Capitalism, the workplace is everywhere, and it creates a generational “cone of silence” regarding workplace abuses of various kinds. This includes abuses committed against female workers by male superiors, even “fatherly” types like Bill Cosby (Dreading, 2023) who “took advantage” (quiet part: he drugged and raped them) of female workers infantilized by the system. It also includes literal child abuse and a great number of other abuse types/scenarios functioning in a similar cryptonymic fashion: “It just wasn’t talked about back then” (re: exhibit 11b5, “Challenging the State“).

In turn, this already-inconvenient truth would hide something larger behind it: “Most abusers are workers that people perceive as family members—authority figures like police officers (or people impersonating police officers); sports figures like coaches and star athletes; religions figures and celebrities in general.” This exhibit, if exposed, would hide something behind it, the thing that no one talks about that causes all of them: Patriarchal Capitalism. Sometimes, an elaborate strategy of misdirection is called for, evoking the ghost of the counterfeit through Gothic displacement: the old lord chasing the Gothic maiden around the dark spooky castle.

Iconoclastic “monster misdirection” strategies can be a movie to watch with fresh eyes; or, it can happen through our own relationships as we play the dark lord or lady through unequal power exchange, introducing mutual consent back into the ritual. This includes consent-non-consent, which can be quite fun and cathartic with a game, playful negotiator (thank you for that, Cuwu): rape fantasies, mask-like roleplays and revisiting past trauma within playful boundaries of control that minimize risk; e.g., taking drugs to fall asleep (re: exhibit 11b2 and exhibit 51d3, “Challenging the State” and “Dark Xenophilia“), deliberately performing like a doll in figurative or literal ways (exhibit 41g2, “Understanding Vampires“), or otherwise emulating the “swooning” function of vampirism (exhibit 87d) during sex.

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard; source: “Dark Shadows”)

While this sounds sinister, it’s actually quite common. While it’s performed to address vulnerability as something to cope with and appreciate, it can also be entirely unrelated to trauma; i.e., fucking someone while they are asleep (regardless if the ritual is Gothicized for appreciative peril; e.g., Eddie Money’s “I Think I’m In Love,” 1982). Many partners have that talk with their partner(s)—”Sure, you can fuck me before you go to work while I’m still asleep! Just no surprise anal and don’t cum in my hair!” In BDSM parlance, that’s called negotiation—a concept mysterious to many couples on account that BDSM and the understanding of healthy power exchange is canonically abjected, replaced with heteronormative prescription that disempowers women, erases queer/ace people, demonizes people of color and disabled people, and compels men to act like dickheads, etc. At the end of the day, it’s mutual consent that’s being reinforced/recognized as sexy (which includes the written BDSM, an implement designed to protect both sides in case something goes awry—accidents can happen).

Monsters, whether good or bad, are made through oppositional praxis as a living socio-material thing over time (whose history we explored in Volume Two). This includes complicit/revolutionary “beards,” as Juul might call intended/emergent gameplay. In a state of constant flux, oppositional metaplay continuously alters the way the game is played for or against the status quo—bourgeois beards or proletarian beards, etc. Sometimes literal but often figurative, the beard is a “grooming” process—how one styles their appearance and social-sexual customs as things to present, but also interpret and enforce or encourage in society at large. State agents or actors adopt the state’s Symbolic Order—fetishized muscles, body hair and attitudes about heteronormative sex work as dimorphic: Men are strong and women are weak, but men—as “intelligent” and “powerful” as they are—need sex from women because otherwise the world stops turning. So if Price and Quinnvincible (re: exhibit 52g2, “Furry Panic“) are abjected for displaying their literal beards and figurative “beards,” reverse abjection is the praxial, xenophilic decolonization of these things in favor of a Communist world: a Utopian, “perfect world” for all workers where AFABs can walk around, fuzzy and clothed as little or as much as they want—can do so without it being perceived as “sass” or “back talk”—without fear of violence, judgement, shaming or rape, like a dog being put to heel, “bitch-slapped,” etc. Like Trans-X’s purple painted skies and computer fairyland, it’s the dream they make real.

This reification happens by gradually introducing emergent social-sexual code into the half-real gaming space, teaching “gym/gamer bros” and other weird canonical nerds to be better “gamers” in the mysterious ways of sex, love and gender. But iconoclast must first talk back/fight back as girls/queer people historically do—through gender trouble, thus fight like girls, talk like girls, historically doing so in increasingly revolutionary ways that slowly become active—from Sappho to Radcliffe to O’Keefe (re: exhibit 24c1, “The Basics of Oppositional Synthesis“) to Butler to Quinnvincible—as “ferocious” as killer rabbits that terrify emotionally fragile. The aim is not to shatter all men, but over time use iconoclastic negotiation as a form of collective worker action that “fuck” men’s menticided brains with fresh, helpful spunk—to, as Mavis put it to me, “unbitch the bitch”; i.e., not “discipline and punish,” but “good play” of the puppy-play sort (as much as I detest Scrappy Doo, “puppy power!” is apposite here). Our target, then, is white (cis-het) male fragility as something that can extend beyond male nerds, affecting women/feminists, people of color and queer persons through various compromises with power (we’ll examine these compromises bad play in Chapters Three and Four, as well as how to counterplay them in Chapter Five).

Despite all these mixed metaphors, the common theme is emotional intelligence and mutual consent as something to convey through one’s social-sex life, but also one’s art as a lifestyle extension of these things. In xenophilic terms, furries and otherkin are not automatically rapists any more than gay men are intrinsic vectors for venereal disease; trans people, natural-born pedophiles; or women, “gold-digging sluts.” That’s a scapegoating mindset, generally conveyed by xenophobic defenders of the state blaming the victim (we’ll get to that). The xenophile should draft their own fearsome “gargoyles” to oppose their canonical doubles with, but also provide parallel spaces those gargoyles call home and liminal variants (exhibits 64a/64b). The idea of rebellion is guerilla warfare, fighting back in ways that work, that tire or confuse our opponents; i.e., by snapping them out of their canonical mindset at the cultural level. This includes becoming the killer rabbit that powerful men fear. As such, consider my xenophile’s refrain: Suck what you must suck and shake your booty—your thick, revolutionary monster booty! “Fuck them like an animal” by illustrating mutual consent and worker rights that teach “good play” BDSM as a stabilizing gossip, perceptive pastiche, and disarmingly constructive anger that subversively teaches workers to resist the state and it’s endless nightmare of manufacture, subterfuge and coercion (the bourgeois three trifectas from Volume One; re: “The Nation-State“).

Note: When originally writing Volume Three back in 2022 and early 2023, Meowing from Hell hadn’t outed themselves as transphobic[4]. Also, at this point I was still writing Sex Positivity on Blogger [which wasn’t censoring softcore nudity at this point] and hadn’t transitioned over to Word, yet; i.e., exhibits featuring hardcore nudity have been censored with Pikachus, eggplants and ducks:

(exhibit 64a: The iconoclastic monster/gargoyle/egregore, etc. Model and artist, left: Meowing from Hell and Persephone van der Waard, top and bottom. Right: promo banner designed by Meowing from Hell [now removed]. The iconoclastic “gargoyle” shares the borrowed language of canonical variants, but uses it in sex-positive depictions. These are often housed in geometrically “terrifying” locales, often with hauntological elements [exhibit 64b] or dream-like, “phantasmagorical” qualities—i.e., parallel spaces that can terrifying in canonical or iconoclastic ways [exhibit 64c].)

In Gothic language, iconoclastic praxis playfully and emergently reveals is the same old thing everyone knows is already there: the man behind the curtain. Marxist criticism of that man reveals him to own the means of production, have tremendous wealth and privilege, have some sense of celebrity status or position of authority and power, and control the media enough to cultivate people’s views about him. There’s no way anyone with a modicum of remorse could examine him so nakedly before swiftly seeing him as an abusive monster. So, the game becomes one of perpetual concealment (and literal inability to “reflect,” har-har): Conceal your means, motive and opportunity by making up stories and twisting the narrative; bribe and coerce the people you work for by having power over them; and when all else fails, hire a good lawyer and deny, deny, deny.

A common consequence is public denial, a fear of speaking out against authority figures or viewing let alone conveying dreadful things. For instance, the concealing trope of female swooning is part of Radcliffe’s “armor by fainting” procedure (re: exhibit 30c, “Rape Culture“; which plays out quite literally in Alien, for example, when Lambert the white, cis-het damsel freezes and is raped, off-screen; conversely the heroine Ripley defends herself from the same cosmic rapist, putting on a white suit of actual armor to protect her virtue; refer to the “Reversing Abjection” section from this chapter). Ostensibly this protect her modesty from the rapist villain—itself a literal metaphor for not being raped—but also figuratively from the judgmental audience and public when she acts like a man to defend herself and her place within a larger way of life. This general-to-specific cryptonymic phenomena showcases how canon plays a disproportionate role in what goes unexplained, including what is or isn’t believed by victims trying to tell their side of things (who, during the making of sanctioned hauntologies, tend to threaten corporate profits by blowing the whistle). Gothic stories that defend Capitalism (especially older stories written by cis-white men or women) may cursorily address this issue, but very quickly will “bury” them again by killing a “bad apple” scapegoat, often a demonic one displaced from systems of abuse. By comparison, emancipatory hauntologies expose the abuse to frankly denuding, even invasive extremes—even “going undercover” and telling the story from the abuser’s point of view if it means highlighting the systemic nature of things. In other words, no swooning allowed!

Doing so will “haunt” the whistleblower, who Capitalism will punish without mercy. This trend affects not just the character, but the actor playing them. For example, this real-life beach photograph lacks the same amount of context as Sean’s set photo. It nevertheless shows someone generally recognized for her outbursts and eventual exile from Hollywood, with empathy towards Sean generally being discouraged by official narratives that unfairly portray her as an unprofessional, lippy harridan. This stems from sexist critics who refuse to see Sean as a victim at all—not a woman abused by a sexist system until she got mad, but a crazy lady’s “comeuppance,” a criminal whose treatment is justified, legitimate, and without question.

(source)

Mutual consent is a natural right that Sean always had, one her abusers violated on multiple levels; it goes unexplained by and to her attackers, who continually refuse to believe her as time goes on but are also framed as her “protectors” (a thoroughly derivative cryptonym that hides Patriarchal sexism behind various forms of “male savior” pastiche, framing the man as a hauntological protector and the woman as a “damsel-in-distress” trophy—in retro-future replicas like Heavy Metal versus The Fifth Element [1981, 1997—Major Grin, 2023] and too many fantasy-style stories to even list: books and movies, but especially videogames[5] that sexualize women even when they aren’t passive sex objects for heroes to “get”; it also defends the status quo that produces these socio-material, heteronormative arrangements—Lacan’s Symbolic Order). A far more useful deterrent in future abuse than a “knight”-in-shining-armor is the empathy required to listen when something bad happens. Strong men—be they bodybuilders, private eyes, or billionaires dressed up in bat suits—can’t protect women from systemic abuse because they don’t do anything to change the system itself, which historio-materially blames women and sets them up to be sacrificed to men by men.

That’s where activism comes in. As sex-positive activists, we shouldn’t blame Sean for being upset, but try to understand her plight to begin with by examining her photos through an empathic lens that lets her finally speak for herself (what Paulo Freire coined as “the pedagogy of the oppressed,” a concept we’ll return to in Chapter Four); furthermore, that her complex, life-long struggles demonstrate the importance of context when interpreting something as inherently colonized as sexual imagery.

Women, whether cis or trans, are historically sexualized without their consent, denied empathy from an audience who worships (defends) male power. Recognition of this perennial tragedy requires an active, informed viewer—someone who doesn’t just take things at face value, but thinks about how sexualized images intersect inside a larger, biased system that romanticizes a decaying past as the end-all, be-all. Those who think for themselves can supply others with the same cooperative tools—punching up against a system that only punches down, forcing its subjects to compete against one another. This system must be actively resisted. Active viewer. Active reader. Active artist. Activism in hauntological gargoyles (exhibit 54 [re: “Furry Panic“], 64a, etc) and hauntological parallel spaces (exhibit 64b) stemming from liminal variants (exhibit 64c)—all are proletarian praxis and transformative, collective teamwork. This is fostered between people learning from art, of art of art, of paintings but also videogames as animating the Gothic through ludo-Gothic poetics as a form of proletarian de facto education:

(exhibit 64b: Artist, top: Persephone van der Waard; bottom: Edward Hooper. My piece was not only made to be hauntological; it was pointedly based off Hooper’s voyeuristic, vacant work, combining the seminal “Nighthawks” [1942] with an eclectic cast of misfits: myself [two days before I came out of the closet], my mother and Jim Morrison, but also two antiheroes from two of my mother’s favorite series: Rupert Campbell Black and Cass Neary.)

(exhibit 64c [from Volume Two]: Aguirre’s aforementioned geometries of terror, presented with a wide corpus of texts and their liminal spaces from different mediums: Top-far-left: The Nostromo’s exterior, from Alien; middle-far-left: Rugrats episode “In the Dreamtime,” 1993horror being a common theme through the whole Rugrats series; bottom-far-left: The Witch’s House, 2012; middle-left descending strip: Little Nightmares 2, 2021; middle descending strip: scenes from Coraline, 2009, and Inside, 2016; middle-right descending strip: scenes from Among the Sleep, 2014; far-right descending strip: the Nostromo interior from Alien; bottom horizontal strip: scenes and locations from the 2017 Metroidvania, Hollow Knight.

All these texts explore liminal parallel spaces as ambiguously Gothic—with monstrous hauntologies, concentric nightmares, and uncanny inhabitants that intimate a re-remembered “return” to a reimagined childhood. Not only is this lost childhood imperfect; it is replete with abusive intimations that generally convey regression through fantasies of paradoxical danger and rape fantasies tied to chronotopic power structures: “a fearful inheritance tied to an ancestral location loaded with decaying, heavy time,” to paraphrase from David Punter’s definition of a Gothic tale [or Baldrick’s]. Seeing as I can’t find the exact quote [academia, especially British Gothic academia, paywalls everything in sight] this quote from James Watts’ Contesting the Gothic: Fiction, Genre and Cultural Conflict [1999] does the trick:  

In a period of industrialization and rapid social change, according to Punter, Gothic works insistently betrayed the fears and anxieties of the middle classes about the nature of their ascendancy, returning to the issues of ancestry, inheritance, and the transmission of property: “Under such circumstances, it is hardly surprising to find the emergence of a literature whose key motifs are paranoia, manipulation and injustice, and whose central project is understanding the inexplicable, the taboo, the irrational,” (source: “Gothic Definitions,” 2021).  

I think Punter is definitely more overtly psychoanalytical than Marxist most of the time [source: “Punter Notes on Gothic” from The Literature of Terror] but I still enjoy his analytical approach sometimes. As for my own thoughts on such spaces [from Volume Two]: the aim is to expose past traumas related to state abuse, but also to fuck with the player as someone seeking agency within these spaces by negotiating with the game; e.g., Metroidvania, but also games like The Witch’s House.

[artist: Smolb] 

Simply put, fucking is fun, but it takes many different forms, including BDSM as asexual. In either game, the gameplay is based on mastery of the player “forced” to submit in different forms without bringing overt sex into the equation [merely echoes of it]; while Metroidvania are ludic and learn into ludo-Gothic themes of dominating the player mid-execution, the cinematic nature of The Witch’s House yields a more orthographic/cinematic twist that stubbornly resists player dominion. Courtesy of Bakhtin, the castle and its endless dynasty of power exchange have thematic primacy—i.e., the fear of inheriting one’s role in a larger destructive cycle that relegates the hero to a lonely doom in within the interminable stone corridors of a hungry tomb (that literally has their name on it). As I write in, “Our Ludic Masters”: 

Metroidvania players consent to the game by adopting a submissive position. Most people sexualize BDSM, but power is exchanged in any scenario, sexual or otherwise. This being said, Gothic power exchanges are often sexualized. Samus is vulnerable when denuded, her naked body exposed to the hostile alien menace (re: the end scene from Alien). Metroidvania conjure dominance and submission through a player that winds up “on the hip” (an old expression that means “to be at a disadvantage”). Another way to think of it is, the player is the bottom, and they’re being topped by the game. 

[…] A person motivated by sex is hardly in control. Not to mention, the sex historically offered by Metroid is fraught with peril. The entire drive is illustrated by gameplay conducive to speedrunning at a basic level. The same strategies employed by the best runners are executed by regular players. You play the game and begin to play it faster. In some sense, this “maze mastery” is involuntary. The player cannot help but play the game faster as they begin to re-remember the maze. The game exploits this, repeatedly leading the player towards self-destruction and domination.

These feelings are orgasmic, but differently than the Doom Slayer’s own attempts at conquest. They’re a Gothic orgasm, a kind of exquisite torture. I say “exquisite” because they occur within the realm of play [which grants them asexual elements]. For Metroidvania, this jouissance is ludic. But sometimes a game can blur the lines. Though not a Metroidvania, the RPG Maker game The Witch’s House remains a salient example.

You play as Viola, a young girl visiting her mysterious friend’s spooky house. Inside the titular house, the player can learn its rules, thus explore the gameworld. This inexorable progression is inevitably doomed, the outcome heinous no matter the player or their skill. Like Charlotte Dacre’s titanic Zofloya providing Victoria with poison, the game lends the player the instruments for their own demise[: the sword for the Roman fool to fall upon]. Tenacious players are even promised a “best” ending if they “master” the game, beating it without dying. The game only doubles down, punishing the player with virtually the same ending. / This ending is about as brutal as they come. Even so, such players will have beaten the game already and know the ending—if not it, then games with a similar outcome (re: self-destruction). Players are expected to revel in the game’s sadism, deriving pleasure from “punishment” while the game, for lack of a better term, bends them over and fucks them (source).

[artist: Yune Kagesaki]

Just as the Gothic often takes an asexual approach to sex [which we’ll explore more of in Chapter Three], “fucking” isn’t literal, but yields many different applications within monstrous power exchange as a fun activity. It’s fun to fuck with people, especially when they’re in on the performance to some extent [though perhaps only to a degree]. Whatever surprises, deceptions and “fucking” do occur happen relative to fearful spaces occupied with concerns about imposters, but especially a tyrannical past’s “return.” While Giddings and Kennedy’s “Little Jesuses and *@#?-off Robots” touches on a game’s mastering of players, “allowing progression through the game only if the players recognize what they are being prompted to do, and comply with these coded instructions,” players can fight back; yet, this is proposition is, as I have stated, more of a compromise or negotiation between the player and the game:

I can watch other people try to master the game, and watch them be dominated by the space. Not even speedrunners can escape this embarrassment, their blushing faces conjoined with the statues already screaming on the walls. How fleeting a victory like Shiny Zeni’s is, when it will eventually be bested. Or buried [ibid.]. 

To use a BDSM term, some games are clearly more “strict” than others. Yet the ludo-BDSM arrangements outlined above are ultimately cathartic because they occur as part of an informed exchange in regards to one’s own trauma and agency going hand-in-hand with Gothic poetics; re: ludo-Gothic BDSM. In sex-positive realms, then submission is more powerful than domination because the game cannot be played without the sub’s permission. Barring someone holding a gun to your head, there is always a choice.)

Activating empathy is only part of proletarian praxis’ larger operation. Informed consumption/critical awareness remain just as vital, whose ability to recognize performative nuance within sexualized artwork necessitates iconoclastic, de facto educators—comedians, artists, critics and models—to re-educate consumers, teaching them to punch up through their own imaginary intake and output: parody and parallel spaces/Superstructure (exhibit 64b/64c) and the sex-positive monsters inside running countercurrent to canonical historical-material victims, scapegoats or class traitors/minority police (exhibit 71). We’ll examine the emancipatory hauntology of these ideas next, before tying them to descriptive sexuality in the following subsections (and cultural appreciation in Chapter Three).

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Onto “Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] Biological sex is not descriptively binary but is prescribed as such; i.e., heteronormativity forces a colonial binary into society as a social construct:

Assigned sex is the label given at birth by medical professionals based on an individual’s chromosomes, hormone levels, sex organs, and secondary sex characteristics. As a note, the term “biologic sex” is understood by many to be an outdated term, due to its longstanding history of being used to invalidate the authenticity of trans identities. Although sex is typically misconceptualized as a binary of male (XY) or female (XX), many other chromosomal arrangements, inherent variations in gene expression patterns, and hormone levels exist. Intersex categorizations include variations in chromosomes present, external genitalia, gonads (testes or ovaries), hormone production, hormone responsiveness, and internal reproductive organs (source: National Library of Medicine).

The essentializing occurs, then, between the romancing of fantasy and the “fantasy” of science as part of a larger set of cultural biases that harm anyone who isn’t cis, but also cis people who will be effected by the enforcement of the status quo until it enters crisis.

Note: For additional terms on gender, refer to the gender studies terminology I list and summarize in “Audience, Art and Reading Order.” From that list, I want you to understand that my own analyzing of said terms is very much as a fourth wave an-Com GNC feminist, having modified my own understanding from 2023 onwards; re (from the footnote to “heterosexuality,” written by me): 

Traditional orientation terminology is classically binarized, which GNC usage complicates by introducing non-binary potential. Traditional usage ties a specific orientation to sexuality—e.g., heterosexual—but descriptive orientation can just as much involve an emotional and/or romantic attraction and generally includes gender and biology as interrelating back and forth while not being essentially connected. So whereas heteronormativity forces sex and gender together and ties both to human biology as the ultimate deciding factor regarding one’s gender and orientation, sex-positive usage is far more flexible; orientation isn’t strictly sexual or rooted in biology at all. Those variables are present, but neither is the end-all, be-all because sexuality and gender are things to self-determine versus things the state determines for us (to exploit workers through binarized stratagems; e.g., “women’s work”). To compensate for this flexibility inside GNC circles, orientation labels are generally shorted to “hetero,” “bi,” or “pan” (homosexual is commonly referred to as “gay” or “[a] lesbian”), allowing for asexual implications. Even so, classically binary terms like “hetero” and “homo” tend to be used more sparingly and are often swapped out for more specific identities or umbrella terms; e.g., “I’m queer/gay” or “I’m bi” as something to understand with some degree of intuition, which can later be explored in future conversations if the parties in question are interested in pursuing it. This pursuit is not automatic, though, so neither is the language denoting what can be pursued; instead, sexuality is an option, not a given (ibid.)

[2] It’s entirely possible to default to weirdness by being oneself as a successful, ethical dating stratagem. Indeed, my fawning cuteness and catboy voice caught them off guard, leading them to say, “This guy’s weird as hell—I like it!” We’ll examine my self-admitted weirdness more in Chapter Three when we examine goblins (exhibit 94c1).

[3] The imagery from Blade Runner is so famous that you might recognize it without having seen the film at all. Many do, with many more defending its usage in the blank neoliberal sense: as a cryptic shroud that cloaks Capitalisms’ abusive past, present and future behind endless, uncritical copies. While Scott’s dystopia allowed for neoliberal critique—engaging with the Tyrell corporation as a larger foe—increasingly corporatized copies of the same base cityscape have leaned into the “dumb playground” aspect. When new generations see the image, that’s what they’ll think of, not Scott’s palimpsest.

[4] I write about this in Meowing’s bad review, which I wrote a week or so ago after not speaking about them since the transphobic event happened:

Meowing from Hell—aka Cat—loves artwork, including being drawn (above; re: the drawings I did of Meowing in 2022 and 2023, alongside the ref material they supplied, at the time). They initially supported my endeavors, promoting my work in exchange for being drawn. We worked from August 2022 to May 2023, no problems, exchanging artwork and money for premade b/g content, promotional material and time on Meowing’s Twitter feed. On May 23rd, I reached out to them regarding a widespread transmisogynistic campaign against me; re: “Setting the Record Straight, Transmisia Experience: 5/26/2023“; i.e., despite me approaching all other sex workers the same way and doing sex work myself, I was being accused of not respecting the boundaries of others or knowing what consent was (the usual transmisogynistic accusations; re: the man in a dress/women’s spaces). Rather than hear me out, Meowing proceeding to gaslight me and try and convince me that what I had done regarding the accusers was wrong… despite it being the same exact behavior I had done with Meowing (nudity in the OnlyFans screencaps censored, to be on the safe side; nudity in the Twitter screencaps has not been censored):

In short, Meowing threw me under the bus and washed their hands of things (click here for the full image of our pre-conflict August 2022 conversation and here for our full May 2023 conversation). Furthermore, they still do sex work:

Despite this, they distanced themselves from me and refused to promote my work on the word of other transphobic sex workers, which makes them transphobic, too. They frankly suck.

[5] As I write in “Borrowed Robes: The Role of ‘Chosen’ Clothing — Part 1: Female Videogame Characters” (2020), videogame women, even active avatars the player can control, are historically “dressed” in skimpy outfits chosen by men or at least in service of men:

This two-part series examines the historical lack of choice regarding character appearance in videogames—namely clothes. […] When I write “clothes,” I mean in the literal sense, but also the character’s total onscreen appearance—their physique, dialogue, move set, etc. For women, such personas seldom represent actual female desires—either of the character, or any women who controls her. Instead, they represent how women are controlled by their male peers through the forced assignment of clothes that sexualize women in unfavorable ways (source).

This appropriation of “empowerment” tends to appropriate the celebration of women as an older topos (a traditional theme or formula in literature): the topos of the power of women (e.g., Susan Smith, 1995) specifically sex as a female-exclusive power in the face of masculine authority. This ancient concept dates back to the time of the Greeks and—e.g., Daphne—generally conceals a rapacious element; in doing so, it announce the larger systemic sexism issues through the female body itself as a cryptonym, overshadowed by the fact that this power is really just subservience and pacification in disguise.

Book Sample: Chapter One: Sex Positivity (opening and “Illustrating Mutual Consent”)

This blog post is part of “All the World,” a sixth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil” (2024), as well as “Make It Real” for Volume One and “The Total Codex” for Volume Zero. Those promotions sought to promote and provide their respective volume’s individual pieces for easy public viewing in single-post form; re: for the Poetry ModuleUndead Module and Demon Module, followed by my PhD and manifesto. “All the World,” by comparison, caps off my book series with a promotion for Volume Three; re: my Praxis Volume. As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

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Chapter One: Sex Positivity. “The Seeds of Rebellion”—Sex Positivity and the Tools of the Trade

“It is greater than treasure. We have thousands of such water caches. Only a few of us know them all.” 

—Stilgar, Dune (1965)

Picking up where “Foreplay: Introduction, Before the Plunge, and Thanking Harmony (again)” left off…

This chapter explores most of the tools of proletarian praxis, including the linguistic difficulties in materializing sex-positivity under Capitalism when using them—i.e., illustrating empathy through mutual consent as something to imagine when looking at sexualized media as often-imperfect and needing to be reimagined through Gothic Communism and its main Gothic theories. Performed in opposition with canonical variants, they can critique Capitalism in revolutionary ways. Let them be your hammer and sickle.

(model and artist: Harmony Corrupted and Persephone van der Waard)

  • “Illustrating Mutual Consent: Empathy” (included in this post): Introduces the first of the creative successes of proletarian praxis, and considers how empathy factors into illustrating mutual consent on all registers; i.e., through popular media of different kinds discussing empathy as something to illustrate ourselves; e.g., the “draw me like your French girls” scene from Titanic (1996) and the art lecture scene from Sense8 (2011).
  • Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy” (feat. Meowing from Hell and Sean Jones): A follow-up to “Illustrating Mutual Consent” that focuses on empathy as something to recognize, mid-illustration; i.e., as “half-real,” vis-à-vis Jesper Juul’s idea of “the realm between fiction and the rules” as further taken, by me, between fiction and non-fiction, on and offstage; e.g., between sex workers like myself and Meowing from Hell, but also actress Sean Jones and her own abuse on and off the Blade Runner (1982) set.
  • “Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators Using Parody and Parallel Space”: Explores informed consumption according to informed/mutual consent as enacted by sex workers; i.e., as de facto (extracurricular) sex educators educating through iconoclastic art, but especially parody and parallel space; e.g., Monty Python, H.R. Giger and New Order.
  • “Reversing Abjection: Describing Sexuality vs Prescribing Sexual Modesty” (feat. Alien): Discusses reversing abjection vs prescribing sexual modesty in Gothic stories; i.e., on the same half-real stages; e.g., Alien and its own 1970s rape fantasies borrowed from older times and transported into newer retro-future ones.
  • “‘Get Nervous!’: The Fur(r)tive Rebellion of Body Hair and the ‘Toxic’ Shock of Critical ‘Trash,’ Zombie Capitalism, and ‘Monster Mash’ Rock Operas” (feat. Mercedes the Muse): Our holistic examination of the above ideas; i.e., combining them through body hair and whistleblower counterculture/schlock media (re: Mercedes) to conceptualize development: as an active, playful means of critical engagement/thought and poetic expression conducive to developing Gothic Communism.

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Illustrating Mutual Consent: Empathy

Je est un autre (source).

—Arthur Rimbaud, excerpt from an 1871 letter regarding his “derangement of all the senses” 

(artist: Annienudesart)

Sex work is often hauntological, generally of past things that could become the future as already written—ghosts of a sort, operating in opposition through what is constructed and abjected, mise-en-abyme. However, whenever the past is shown, it is reimagined to some extent—not just for the viewer of a previous creation, but in the mind’s eye of artists making new artwork as well. This includes sex, which is often hauntologized (often through Gothic romances, space wars, Grindhouse-style revivals/Rob Zombie’s trashy Camp remakes, underwater dystopias—seriously, take your pick) in ways that make consent difficult to illustrate, thus imagine. Despite all the fractals, much of canon is sex-coercive, making their hauntology carceral, their cryptonymy complicit, their chronotopes capitalist, their laborers abject, their mode of expression sex-coercive. Empathy—as something to illustrate through the Gothic imagination—can challenge sex coercion by opposing its abject xenophobia and general bigotries with consent through context; e.g., Gothic xenophilia and reverse-abjection.

While this book’s focus are the more overtly hauntological/monstrous variants, even so-called “historical fiction” creates a gendered hierarchy inside of itself, one reinvents the past and sells its updated sexist “dress code” to audiences based on older versions of the past already tied to Capitalism: For a more literal example, consider Pam Am (2011) and its reimagined, conspicuously chic commentary on women’s sexist treatment and dress code under the then-fledgling company (the centrist “victory” of reliably snarky Christina Ricci’s backtalk being presented as acceptable rebellion under Patriarchal Capitalism, frozen within a controlled, corporate narrative). Under such stories, consent becomes mythical, the stuff of fairytales conveyed by billionaire, “Hollywood” Marxism like James Cameron’s Titanic (1997). Tremendous wealth becomes essentialized as the sole arbiter of fairly basic truths: women (for starters) have basic human rights.

If only audiences knew, you don’t need a billionaire to draw a woman consensually! In fact, artists from all walks depict sex in hauntological ways. Whether through drawings, photography or performance art, showing sex is easy. Mutual consent is far harder to illustrate in general. For one, those in power police its use, discouraging mutual consent (which we’ll explore later in the book). In terms of raw execution, mutual consent requires empathy towards context, which is easily divorced from art (especially digital copies) regardless of intent. The rest of this subsection will explore illustrating mutual consent through active empathy as something to imagine—literally to reify by material means that encourage future emancipatory endeavors when examined and interrogated.

For various reasons, artists and invigilators can’t always be interrogated. Maybe they’re dead; maybe they’re bad-faith or allergic to interviews. Whatever the case, the context of their disseminated media must be pursued without their help more often than not. This book pursues context through dialectical materialism, viewing context as tied to historio-material conditions; in particular, context as something to actively investigate through art as a prescriptive or descriptive tool, which operates regarding sexuality and gender through two ongoing relationships:

  • the relationship between sex workers and the bourgeoisie who own them (and their art) through the means of production; but also the bourgeoisie advertisement of canon while concealing its illusory role-as-Superstructure: the illusion of freedom and ethical treatment for workers
  • the relationship between art and the viewer

First, let’s examine how canon prescribes sexuality within Capitalism, as explored through the anomalous sex-positivity of Sense8 (2015):

In season two of Sense8, homophobia in the workplace—specifically for Mexico’s producers of heteronormative action cinema—leads to Lito (the gay man playing a closeted, Mexican version of Antonio Banderas’ Spanish heteronormative export: the straight action hero) being evicted. Clearly the result of sexism-as-a-business, its toxic mentalities are exposed most nakedly in the classroom: Lito’s lover is a queer art professor named Hernando. When a jealous gangster outs them as gay by publicizing revenge porn between Lito and Hernando, Hernando chooses to reclaim this hateful act by seeing the compromising image as liberating. “Art is love made public,” he explains, referring specifically to mutually consensual love as something to empathize with through material creations—not abstract ideas nor strictly oral arguments, but technological/written, xenophilic arguments that enable art to be invigilated and observed long after the artist is dead. More than this, he deliberately views it as iconoclastic, calling his approach “political.”

The politics lie in how iconoclastic art returns descriptive sexuality to the fore; Hernando’s sexuality is descriptive and empathetic, but also reviled by canonical defenders: a homophobic student who calls the photograph “shit-packer porn.” Clearly aimed at Hernando, the student’s childish, xenophobic barb demonstrates canonical art and its sexist attitudes as apathetic. They’re also hostile, generally depicting sexuality—but especially descriptive sexuality and its appreciation—as wholly segregated from daily existence. Hernando calmly points this out, highlighting the student’s consciously hateful interpretation, then waiting for him to respond (a sex-positive variation of the police interrogation method: “stop and stare”); the more open-minded students laugh at the bigot, who bows his head in shame. He has self-reported, outted/demasked, thus unable to keep fitting in with his peers.

The lesson, here, is communal: The gay teacher—but also the homophobic dunce, classmates, and revenge porn—collectively demonstrate tolerance or discrimination as active, informed choices within an ongoing socio-material exchange. Despite heteronormative bias weighing dialectically on the choices that are made, sex-positive choices can still occur if xenophilic empathy is present. Most of all, Sense8 demonstrates how empathy requires teamwork and cooperation, which override or discourage individual competition and self-promotion at the expense of others. Hernando’s message isn’t merely that canonical sexuality is prescriptive, a means of enforcing heteronormative control; he’s demonstrating artistic subjectivity’s role of upholding or rejecting canonical norms. Artists who depict sexuality and gender—and those who (re)view their artwork—are thereby given a choice: to describe or prescribe sex, with or without empathy as something to cultivate. Many stigmas surround the practice in either case, including the idea that sexualized artwork is inherently non-consensual. It’s not, but the abjection of descriptive sex still needs to be challenged for mutual consent—and empathy—to exist.

Mutual consent determines if artwork is sex-coercive or sex-positive. While that might sound obvious, less obvious is what actually amounts to mutual consent in visual terms—especially in sex-positive artwork whose mutual consent won’t be visually obvious short of spelling things out. In other words, mutual consent isn’t self-explanatory. As Sense8 shows that, whether in a gallery or in the workplace where art is often produced, mutual consent still needs to be inferred. Any inference occurs through empathy towards or from the sexual content on display as inherently ambiguous. This ambiguity stems from several factors—bodies being natally complex (which we’ll explore more in Chapter Three); but also sex being simultaneously taboo and encouraged by the elite in hauntological forms (which we’ll examine at the end of the chapter, and in Chapter Two). While discussions of sex are tightly controlled, they’re financially incentivized to unfold in highly conventional ways. The goal of these conventions is to sell sex without spelling those conventions out (at least not too much; Brassed Off, 1996). When they are spelled out, it’s generally treated as a joke, especially when the conventions themselves become absurd:

(source: Do Chokkyuu Kareshi x Kanojo, 2017)

The joke, in the above manga, isn’t simply to break the Fourth Wall. Nor is it two people, simultaneously aware of the conventions of the larger mode, pursuing sex purely for themselves. Rather, it’s how they’re doing it: in a healthy way without manufactured drama. This stems from mutual consent, which describes sexuality through all people: as deserving of empathy regardless of how they identify, perform or orient. By comparison, canon treats descriptive sexuality as taboo, prohibiting empathy at a social-sexual level by manufacturing consent through heteronormative arrangements that compel coercive sex. These bylaws operate through audiences steadily conditioned to view canonical norms—however unhealthy and unethical—as ordinary.

By presenting the sacred as secular, neoliberal canon conceals the extent to which it codes its representees. More than showing people as they actually exist, though, canon advertises hauntological gender roles that people tend to perform under Capitalism at any imagined point, be that the past, present or future; or someone in between—work. Corporations use hauntological canon to visually assign human property to specific tasks tied to a sacred past, instilling workers with sexist attitudes that keep them productive, divided and unimaginative. While not limited to sex work, its particular division of labor—the siphoning of men and women into specific, unequal roles (clients and workers)—translates into any working relationship. The system tends to reward men with higher-paying authority positions, while women are chosen for lower-paying secretarial roles (Unlearning Economics’ “Jordan Peterson Doesn’t Understand Gender Discrimination,” 2022; timestamp: 17:17). Meanwhile, workplace sexism devalues mutual consent over profit within employment relations more broadly.

However, just as canon cryptically conceals the parasitic nature of its own code, it lionizes top performers wherever they find themselves. This includes carceral-hauntological forms, but also in recreational/social venues, wherein workplace values—specifically neoliberal market attitudes previously codified through canonical art—easily affect the social-sexual exchanges that occur (treated as literal and figurative “rewards” for men, a concept known in horror and war pastiche [especially movies and videogames] as “getting the girl”—whose workplace sexism we’ll explore in videogames and war pastiche in Chapter Four). This dehumanizes workers by over-quantifying their social and sexual lives, treating each social-sexual encounter as raw social currency through the neoliberal tenant of infinite growth (Sisyphus 55’s “Journey Into The MANOSPHERE,” 2022; timestamp: 17:11). Whether they’re on or off the clock, productive workers serve bourgeois interests by cultivating a dutiful worker mindset, a constant mode of appeasement.

Unfortunately worker productivity doesn’t translate to worker happiness; it merely displays a willingness to maximize productivity through a trickle-down mentality inside an unequal system. This leads to disgruntled workers who are never, ever satisfied, who grow increasingly apathetic during the endless climb to the top: to become the ultimate man, the Man (we’ll explore this phenomena in Chapter Three, when we examine the strange phenomena of weird canonical nerds and “Man Box” culture).

Pickup artists, for example, emulate an unrealistic overachiever mentality within the heterosexual dating scene. Presenting competition as the key to happiness, what they’re actually doing is treating any social setting like a capitalist game: the pursuit of infinite growth through efficient profit. Pickup artists assimilate these neoliberal creeds by relating to production in lateral terms; i.e., gaming the system through manufactured competition and scarcity. Both devalue cooperation, pro-worker structures and welfare mentalities (Kay and Skittles’ “Thatcherism: What We Get Wrong About Neoliberalism,” 2022; timestamp: 11:08) by seemingly help pickup artists “stack the odds” against women. In truth, they’re con artists selling bad education to other men, robbing those persons of their own labor and money and decreasing their own odds for success (which resorts to poisonous double standards; e.g., spiking a drink with date-rape drugs to quote their quotas).

Whether in real life or in famous, neoliberal canon that ties the future to a dated notion of the past (e.g., Sheep In The Box’s “The Concerning Politics Of Harry Potter,” 2020), love-as-labor manifests through a smaller game (chercher la femme) inside a bigger one (Capitalism); i.e., heteronormativity encouraging men to actively pursue women by treating them as passive sex objects. It becomes a question of cheating luck inside an unfair system. The system is unfair but men do not critique it; they take out their frustrations against their prey (cis-het women, but also queer people; e.g., femboys or intersex persons). To hunt, acquire and discard, there’s nothing being made when players score—no positive, lasting relationships or signifiers thereof—and yet they run their sex lives like a business: to advertise and sell themselves as the coveted “top performer” (usually an emulation of someone higher on the pecking order, maybe a CEO or wealthy shareholder).

Advertisements like these dehumanize everyone, making the pursuit, sighting and achievement of fabled success entirely hollow, but also something to sell in carceral-hauntological ways: to the next generation of workers, affecting what they imagine in socio-material terms—i.e., turning the fruits of their labor into nostalgic art as something to buy or create, but also teach through the metaphor of playing games. To be “the best,” then, is an illusion that forces a privileged existence—e.g., the top dog, the MVP, the best, bar none—as being at the top of “their” game. Doing so is framed as being traditionally masculine, dominant, unstoppable; i.e., the world is their oyster but only theirs. Its power cannot be shared with anyone else. Such arrangements are deceptive by entertaining an idea of fair play and power exchange that is ultimately false, versus one that allows for the appearances of “abuse” or “rape” inside a ludo-Gothic BDSM ritual where no harm is actually present; i.e., the aesthetic of peril, unequal power and death, but not the unironic function of these things that is normally present inside heteronormative systems. Despite the appearance of inequality and trauma, then, power is actually shared through paradox during sex-positive play to achieve praxial catharsis by interrogating trauma through what we enjoy as a means of good de facto (extracurricular) education:

(exhibit 62a1: Model and artist, top left: Mikki Storm and Persephone van der Waard. Despite the appearance of rape and gagging “bondage with tentacles,” the asphyxia on display is an ironic rape fantasy that doesn’t advocate for genuine harm. For one, it’s how Mikki wanted to be depicted as during our negotiation, saying that “beasty” demons and tentacles are their kink. Furthermore, the shoving of tentacles down one’s throat is no different in practice than a cock down the same pipe, or hands clasped “tightly” around one’s throat (the appearance of tightness is for the viewer while a gentle-enough grip in reality is important for the recipient). Even portrayals of “actual” bodily harm could be allowed, so long as their portrayal puts “harm” in quotes; i.e., is symbolic and cathartic as a kind of nightmare expression of trauma that helps the subject process their own abuse. As always, the context behind the drawing’s negotiation and expression of power exchange remains an import part of the entire exhibit. The water, smoke, and volcano exemplify the same chaotic, seemingly Numinous power being embodied by the monster “ravishing” Mikki, and Mikki consents to a ritual that cannot harm her by virtue of these things serving her complex needs; they can excite her and help her heal from trauma through a BDSM arrangement that addresses trauma as something to live with, thus interrogate through the performance of power in paradoxical ways: calculated risk. The Numinous, in this sense, becomes palliative despite its psychosexual nature.)

For example, trust is a tenuous proposition in BDSM scenarios where the dom has total power. “Total,” in this situation, means a complete inability to share power or negotiate behind the ritualized theatrics before, during or after. Doing so is unwise, as makes mutual consent a total illusion for the submissive should they completely surrender their power to the other person in totality. In realms of actual mutual consent, the dom is beholden to the sub as someone who trusts them, granting the sub a considerable degree of power within a negotiated game. This makes the domination ritual one of service unto the sub, who has all the power provided trust is upheld and their boundaries respected. Their word goes, meaning the dom cannot harm them if the game is played according to their agreement. But Capitalism doesn’t engender agreements; it gives people a false choice through a disguised ultimatum: play or die. It’s a Morton’s Fork.

For example, the owners of Squid Game call their game “fair” in bad faith. In doing so, they force people to play through manufactured material conditions that provide reliable “sport” for an elite class bored stiff with their own advantage: the poor as killing themselves, mid-match, but also the rule keepers whose enforce the rules with bullets. Despite having a gun, slightly better food and a mask, their function is no less-oppressed than the “actual” players because the game is a prison that gives both a jumpsuit and rules to play with faithfully less failure spell an early death. Both are fucked over for the elite’s benefit, pitted against each other by them.

The above examples should hopefully demonstrate that trust is always a casualty under total power as part of a coercive game design practice; i.e., games that hide the arrangement throughout. Popularized games under Capitalism do just that, leaving no room to negotiate should players change their mind and abuse the power given to them. Indeed, Capitalism’s manufacture trifecta incentivizes players to use everything in their power to “win”; i.e., to abuse other players inside abusive games that rig power exchange to favor bad play tactics, which teach unhealthy relationship practices and power dynamics by virtue of “winners” applying them to their social-sex lives (whose abuse we will unpack more in Chapter Three, when we examine weird canonical nerds, Man Box culture, and Caleb Hart).

Such a grand façade ultimately works to compel the appearance of being in control through a singular champion whose rigged metaplay is downplayed; i.e., they did this “all on their own.” They didn’t; the system and its abusive rules make it seem as though they had. Through a “mastery” that is really them playing by the rules to get what they want, their “domination” over the game is really a ludic relation that forces them to compete with others and dominate them: to be in control of other players while still being a slave to the system and those who run/own it. Their success leads to a grander deception—that this is how things are supposed to be; i.e., there can only be one winner and that said person must force their way to success by defeating everyone else in highly punitive, unequal ways disguised by the gameplay as “fair.” The champions relationship with the game becomes something to lionize, which negates the ability of mutual consent within realms of play that would otherwise supply the other parties a say in what happens. Instead, it’s simply winner-take-all, but the “win” is forced.

By comparison, iconoclastic art appreciatively represents marginalized people excluded from canonical norms by implying mutual consent as a positive, egalitarian freedom. This is empathetic, insofar as it articulates performative and representative options to people who are typically oppressed in the workplace, therefore the world, by the so-called “best” as a posse of heteronormative enforcers. This oppression actually includes all workers (even those with relative privilege, like cis-het white men). The end goal isn’t to be the biggest philanthropist, employee-of-the-month, or player with the most “game”; it’s to enact positive change: to let workers choose how to (re)present themselves, bucking systemic labor as sacrosanct (re: Weber’s notion of the Protestant work ethic). This happens by rejecting harmful mentalities in ludic metaphors, but also broader poetic expressions with actual ludic components; i.e., redesigning the game and power exchange as something to literally play with. Doing so increases the odds for better relationships by raising class consciousness as something that intersects with racial, gendered, and religious struggles. Combined, these can change material conditions on a societal level, increasing the odds for better treatment for various marginalized groups.

Worker solidarity is vital, the process starting by teaching privileged allies how to empathize with those without privilege; i.e., how to play nice with handicapped players. Regarding sex work in particular, mutual consent grants the subjects on display a choice they can make if they want to, thus empathize with as fully-autonomous beings with actual human rights: “I choose to be drawn or photographed as I decide, to perform as I want, to exist for others to see as proof of my agency. As I play and make my own rules and boundaries, I am not merely something to exploit.” By using of previous iterations of the world-as-fantasy or -science-fiction, emancipatory hauntology helps bring public empathy about, improving sex worker conditions based on how they’re treated: as members of respected, long-standing franchises that can change in sex-positive directions through humanizing artwork. Again, though, these creative successes are “doubles” (a Gothic and general trope, as explored in Chapter Two) of pre-existing forms. They won’t always be viewed in a friendly way—especially if they embody sexuality in a provocative, indecent manner; i.e., the “woman in black,” the witch, the shapeshifter, etc. Canon’s reactionary proponents will actively attack anything that threatens the status quo (a form of white fragility/playing dirty we’ll examine more in Chapter Three, when we examine weird canonical nerds).

(artist: Disharmonica)

Sex-positive artwork improves sex worker conditions by denoting mutual consent through empathy as something to cultivate—not just through shifting material conditions, but copies that conflict with one another in ambiguous ways (we’ll examine this idea when we discuss appreciative irony for Gothic ambivalence in Chapter Three). Even when the workers themselves aren’t the authors (are under someone else’s employment), mutual consent should be conveyed through a shared sense of collaboration and mutual respect by all parties involved. A sex-positive artist drawing a sex worker, for example, is respectful[1] on both sides. Everyone approves, fostering empathy for the sex worker as someone whose basic human rights are advertised through the entire exchange and its visible result. Sexism, by contrast, is coercive; it deprives sex workers of their rights, manufacturing consent and enforcing apathetic heteronormativity through prescriptive, exclusive canon that dehumanizes/objectifies sex work.

My book focuses on sex work because certain groups are systemically coerced into positions of material disadvantage that force them into unsafe, unfulfilling sex work—in particular, women or people forced to perform as women. Whether cis, gender-non-conforming or asexual, Capitalism exploits AFABs for their sexual labor, including their constant objectification in canonical media of any temporal inclination. This occurs doubly so for women of color, whose apathy is compounded by racial stereotypes and fetishization; and triply so for trans/enby people of color who often become stigmatized for doing sex work just to survive; and since systemic abuse is intergenerational, many sex workers start young and work into old age (LADBible TV’s “Old Sex Worker Meets Young Sex Worker,” 2021). While sex work is a valuable way for some people who normally can’t work to make money (the immunocompromised or physically disabled, but also people publicly denied work opportunities), it’s also a kind of work that, while always in demand, is stigmatized as worthless by SWERFs (outside of the canonical fetish personas used to objectify out-groups; e.g., the xenomorph or Slan the succubus [re: exhibit 51b1, “Dissecting Radcliffe“] during xenophobic narratives). Such Nerve tweets an applicable sentiment in that respect: “If you want a living wage, get a better job” is a fascinating way to spin, “I acknowledge that your current job needs to be done, but I think whomever [sic] does that job deserves to be in poverty” (source tweet, 2019). The labor of these force-feminized workers within the colonial binary is both precious and cheap, the Whore to raise up the state’s next generation of men, then sacrifice in the interests of patrilineal descent.

(exhibit 62a2: Source, top: Fired Up Stilettos; bottom: Kate D’Adamo’s “Decriminalization by Any Other Name: Sex Worker Rights in Federal Advocacy” [2020].

“Seize the means of seduction.” As property that advertises itself and as something that is profane in the eyes of the public, the sex worker who fights for their rights is both a slave, a demon, a mother and a billboard come to life and clamoring for change. Like radical graffiti, the body-as-profession becomes a picket sign of a street punk aesthetic, one out of necessity that is reclaimed from sell-out variants [exhibit 100c6] to humanize rebellion and rights through signature, often campy ways [e.g., camp, Rocky Horror pastiche; re: exhibit 10a, “Prey as Liberators“]. Their collective aim is to catch the eye and stand out in a very theatrical sense; but also be a thorn in the side/eyesore to the polite whitewashed streets of the moderate activist’s world to expose their own bigoted treatment of protestors as “rabble.”

This sentiment, during anti-labor synthesis, is expected to make SWERFs, general prudes and so-called “real activists” coldly shrug their shoulders at abusive practices outside of the perceived, imaginary ones typically touted within the public imagination as “real sexism” [rape]. Unlike rape and physical/emotional abuse, the denying of funds isn’t just the 1970s pimp brutalizing his workers, but the corporation incentivizing the same process by discouraging cash tips through a process dubiously called “funny money,” which for years, numerous strip clubs have offered a special form of payment exclusive to the industry thereof: 

Despite its colloquial name, funny money is more than just fake money like the kind you play with in Monopoly. Instead, it refers to a specific type of currency exchange. For example, a customer can have a club charge $500 to their credit card. In exchange, they get $500 worth of in-house dollars, often named something corny relating to the club itself — think “Cheetah Bucks” or “Sapphire Dollars.” That customer then has the freedom to more easily distribute that money as they wish, all without having to continuously charge their credit card. Funny money can come in a variety of denominations, too: ones for throwing, 20s for tipping, 100s for buying dances. At the end of the evening, the workers who’ve received funny money can exchange it back to real cash. 

[…] as some dancers have previously reported, funny money can easily allow for some unfair labor practices to flourish. “If a customer pays for a service like a VIP room via credit card, us dancers get our cut through ‘Dance Dollars,'” says Poppy, a dancer in Illinois. “For example, a 30-minute room is $350 cash, and our cut [as dancers] is $250 cash. If you pay with a credit card it’s $414, because the club taxes extra for cards, but we still get $250 in Dance Dollars,” she says. The club then takes an additional 15 percent off of that $250 when it comes time for Poppy to get paid out, leaving her with $212. In other words, when someone pays for Poppy’s time in her club’s dance dollars, she makes less than she would if they were to pay cash, despite actually costing the customer more out-of-pocket [source: Magalene Taylor’s “Strip Club Funny Money Is No Laughing Matter,” 2022].

 

In short, the relationship between the two defends capital, “accommodating” the customer by allowing corporations to tack-on hidden fees and extort sex workers in the same breath—all with the empty grace and tacky manipulation of a mobile phone game.)

Forced into dangerous, stigmatized jobs, the upholding of sex worker rights—including defending their bodies and their lives—falls entirely on the workers themselves. They must actively assemble and protest the abuses committed against them. Already targets, those actively asking for their rights will motivate the elite to silence them out of self-interest. No one wants to be martyred, but those asking for equal treatment must do so knowing they’ll be viewed as material threats to the current power structure. To preserve their hold within this arrangement, the elite vilify social-sexual activism by automatically condemning it as violent. In doing so, they trap activists into a corner. If they stay silent, the abuse will continue; if they speak up but fall silent again, the abuse will worsen (and they will be gagged); if they grow louder, they will be attacked and undermined by elite-condoned competitors: reactionaries and moderates (we’ll explore these groups more throughout the book, but especially in Chapter Four).

Despite its many dangers, activism remains vital to worker safety through class consciousness, solidarity and cooperation. Bourgeois greed knows no bounds, including the human rights abuses that result. While these atrocities are legion, and while individual cases of coercive sex work also happen (see: Caleb Maupin; the original Medium article has been removed, but Bad Empanada 2 covers it on his 2022 video, “Caleb Maupin OUTED As Spankaholic Cult Leader, CPI EXPLODES”), the systemic coercion of sex work specifically occurs through privatization; the elite own the means of production as a tool to marginalize and exploit target groups for efficient profit and infinite growth. By keeping poor people poor, these persons have no choice but to (re)turn to sex work (a historically stigmatized and criminalized profession—re: Kate D’Adamo) to supplement their income. This amounts to wage slavery (assuming they’re even paid, which some forms of sex work, like marriage, are not) but also the death of imagination by abolishing alternate labor models that encourage non-canonical, non-carceral depictions of sex work (whose underlying context can be explored later).

All is not lost. Iconoclastic praxis allows for a variety of safety measures, manifesting as dated clues to interpret inside and upon whatever the past leaves behind. Our aim as Gothic Communists is to take these antiquated lessons and apply them to our lives, such as we always have. The difference is doing so now lies in active reimagination, dropping apathy in favor of empathy. However, to consciously challenge what’s normal in favor of a more empathetic workplace and world, we must first recognize empathy when inspecting the past. Turns out, the past can be a pretty weird place. Let’s take a look!

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Onto “Book Sample: Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] My own portfolio commonly features sex workers, the arrangement founded on a professional, informed exchange between both parties. Sometimes I do fanart (aka labor as tribute), but the general consensus is labor in exchange for payment, be that money or work. The context behind the artwork I produce is agency on behalf of sex workers negotiating for themselves, which I wholeheartedly promote (so much so that I write reviews for sex workers that I’ve drawn on my website; the current number of sex workers I’ve worked with is over seventy).

Book Sample: Foreplay: Introduction, Before the Plunge, and Thanking Harmony (again)

This blog post is part of “All the World,” a sixth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil” (2024), as well as “Make It Real” for Volume One and “The Total Codex” for Volume Zero. Those promotions sought to promote and provide their respective volume’s individual pieces for easy public viewing in single-post form; re: for the Poetry ModuleUndead Module and Demon Module, followed by my PhD and manifesto. “All the World,” by comparison, caps off my book series with a promotion for Volume Three; re: my Praxis Volume. As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

Click here to see “All the World’s” Table of Contents and Full Disclaimer.

Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer (linked above).

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

(model and artist: Harmony Corrupted and Persephone van der Waard)

Volume Three: Proletarian Praxis, part one: Sex Positivity and Sex Coercion

Haha, well now
We call this the act of mating
But there are several other very important differences
Between human beings and animals that you should know about (
source)

—James M. Franks, “The Bad Touch,” on Bloodhound Gang’s Hooray for Boobies (1999)

(model and artist: Nyx and Persephone van der Waard)

Picking up where “Regarding Tokenism” left off…

Volume Three covers praxis, specifically the informed, continuous application of successful proletarian praxis as we interpret the Gothic past moving forward. Part one lays out sex positivity, sex coercion and the liminality between them in three chapters; part two will articulate the creative successes of proletarian praxis versus state praxis, mid-combat. Consider this prep before the fighting starts.

Foreplay: Praxis Volume Outline, part one

There’s nothing critically “redundant” about the Gothic in its more dated-looking forms […] ignoring the paradox of the retro-future’s own hopelessly outdated anachronisms, the wizard, knight, demon or damsel, etc, well as their various stages of performance: their castles, spaceships, graveyards, cathedrals, laboratories of mad science, and other cultural sites of phobias, stigmas and urban legends […] can all yield creative successes (of proletarian praxis) through dialectical-material roles as determined by function (the aesthetics is just the allure and appeal of power/playing with dead things); in short, they can all be gay as fuck if done in good faith, thus sex-positive/iconoclastic by camping canon with seemingly wizardly power (source).

—Persephone van der Waard, “Author’s Foreword: ‘On Giving Birth,’ the Wisdom of the Ancients, and Afterbirth” from Sex Positivity, Volume Zero (2023)

(artist: Anato Finnstark)

Oppositional praxis concerns our creative success versus the states. Before we can consider that push-pull, we need to outline the dialectical-material nature of creative success, and creative success itself for or against the state inside liminal territories:

  • With Harmony’s Help: Addressing Volume Three’s Grand Emptiness and Ambitions through a Good Friend” (feat. Harmony Corrupted—included with this post): A 2025 addendum that acknowledges the state of Volume Three—i.e., after returning to it, three years after starting it, and making various small changes to it, but mostly keeping it the same—and, at the same time, paying homage to Harmony Corrupted, my greatest muse and one of Sex Positivity‘s biggest inspirations after it began.
  • Introduction: Dialectical Materialism (with Monsters—included with this post)” Takes Volume Zero’s theory, Volume One’s synthesis and Volume Two’s past lessons on Gothic poetics (history and application) to outline the objectives by which to apply our project’s central Gothic theories; i.e., in a dialectical-material way using updated, posthumanist models (expanded beyond Cartesian thought) to better achieve Gothic Communism one step at a time.
  • Before the Plunge: A Dialectical-Material Summation of Gothic Communism’s Execution (in Opposition—included with this post)“: Outlines the dialectical-material execution through which proletarian praxis becomes possible, mid-opposition.
  • Chapter One focuses on sex positivity and the “creative successes” of proletarian praxis—how Gothic Communism, when correctly performed, cultivates empathy under Capitalism through mutual consent, informed consumption/consent, de facto education and descriptive sexuality as things to materially imagine (often through ironic parody and “perceptive” pastiche) through Gothic poetics.
  • Chapter Two explores the proletariat’s dialectical foil—sex coercion, whereupon Capitalism “zombifies” consumers into “lobotomizing” themselves and others, resulting in abject, fetishizing witch hunts, toxic love and criminal sexuality as historical-material outcomes that seek to control sex and thoughts/cultural attitudes about sex, as well as the sexist, obfuscating ambivalence of Gothic canon’s coercive BDSM, fetishes and kink.
  • Chapter Three enters the “grey area” of cultural appreciation, examining: the culturally appreciative, sexually descriptive irony of Gothic counterculture’s reverse abjection with sex-positive BDSM, kink and fetishization; as well as asexuality, queer-/homonormative gatekeeping and the ambiguities of trans, non-binary, intersex, and drag existence, but also their assorted discriminations begot from weird canonical nerds and the canonical media that turns them into harmful bigots.

With Harmony’s Help: Addressing Volume Three’s Grand Emptiness and Ambitions through a Good Friend (feat. Harmony Corrupted)

Horace Walpole’s The Castle of Otranto of 1764 is still accepted as the “father of the Gothic novel,” yet most observers of this novelette see it, with some justice, as a curiously empty and insubstantial originator of the mode it appears to have spawned (source).

—Jerrold Hogle, “The Ghost of the Counterfeit in the Genesis of the Gothic” (1994)

This is a 2025 addendum briefly (two pages) considers Volume Three has having big ideas it could never explore fully but which I was able to later with the help of friends; e.g., Harmony Corrupted, whose shoot material I commissioned them for throughout 2024 and 2025 will be used to fill the gaps in; i.e., on top of them being featured on this volume’s outer/inner and chapter cover sleeves: to give Volume Three—which written mostly on Blogger originally—a bit more hardcore nudity! Said material will be censored to hide Harmony’s eyes, as per a regular boundary between them and myself:

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

First, I’ll be featuring images of Harmony here or there: a fixture of great power and endless pride that I love to exhibit, and who fills in whenever I need them to. They’re a castle in the flesh, whose special bricks I have laid scattered through this older cathedral’s deepest dungeons. I’ve worked with many awesome sex workers in my time, but Harmony is above and beyond the best (re: having inspired the entirety of my Poetry Module[3], as well as dozens of exhibits in the Monster Modules, and being my cover model three times); i.e., they work hard, are stupidly gorgeous, and produce impeccable results: few asses come close, Harmony’s an offshoot of the Gorgon’s own!

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Second, the piece directly after is called “Before the Plunge,” but even when diving in, we’ll basically be doing “just the tip.” If that sounds confusing then I invite you consider the chapter summaries per chapter section (each with feature Harmony multiple times). You’ll notice there’s far fewer subdivisions (thus close-reads) than the rest of my series, and few if any of them dedicated to specific texts or individuals.

In short, I was thinking of things in dialectical-material language, albeit at its most basic; re: sex positivity versus sex coercion—with more of an emphasis on praxial opposition than liberation. The thesis arguments that would lead towards liberation—i.e., as something to push towards while developing Gothic Communism—would emerge when writing my manifesto and PhD after this manuscript was largely completed. I say “completed,” insofar as it had introduced a wide variety of talking points (to be holistic), many of which would be introduced here and only here; e.g., twinks and femboys. Meanwhile, other terms—especially ones I specifically coined, including “the liminal hauntology of war,” “revolutionary cryptonymy” and “the Shadow of Pygmalion”—would go on to make a variety of returns throughout the rest of my book series[4].

Here, though I was merely setting up shop, and consequently found myself going all over said shop. And while ignorance is no defense, here it’s merely a statement of fact; i.e., I installed the first stars of a very dark sky and then used that constellation to go where I wanted, picking up steam along the way. I could taste the palpable presence of mighty things, but only by grasping at them in ways that didn’t always bear fruit. But I never stopped playing with them through sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll (and various taboo subjects; re: rape play and murder fantasies), learning more and mastering ideas (re: “Back to Necropolis”) to eventually summon the Medusa to have the whore’s revenge. Furthermore, doing so happened as much through friends like Harmony as by myself—with Harmony and I in particular frequently doing rape play (re: “Healing through ‘Rape’” and the convulsionnaires, but also “Psychosexual Martyrdom“) to hammer out what eventually became ludo-Gothic BDSM at its most thesis-driven. Said revenge isn’t mine alone, then, but ours together as part of something bigger: the liberation of all whores, past and present, while empowering them in the graveyards of “Rome.”

The key to power is playing with past forms of it that are left behind; i.e., that survive us, and help workers remember individually what they can contribute collectively towards: what society has forgotten, but which through the Gothic mode is scattered cryptonymically all around us in ways we can recollect, reassemble and reeducate with. The more I played, the more I learned from the past while investigating it; i.e., as something to master while it mastered me. The state historically-materially generates tremendous confusion; we dialectically-materially reverse said confusion (thus abjection) inside the labyrinth and its infernal concentric pattern.

To it, the more the state rapes us without irony as monstrous-feminine dolls, the more we can rediscover and play with such things during ludo-Gothic BDSM: putting “rape” in quotes to break the myopia’s awful spell (fighting fire with fire, shadows with shadows, gorgons with gorgons, etc). Capital saddles us with strange appetites and toys to play with; learn from those who harm you if harm you they do, and then find others who don’t—i.e., to play with and leave better lessons behind, using the same whorish monster hero toys that everyone plays with for different reasons. Double them and what they use to control you, taking said control away from them through play on and off the same stages that liberation and exploitation occupy! The refrain is concentric, anisotropic, and ergodic in its fractal recursion, so there’s bound to be contradiction when doubling the past by returning to through calculated risk. But that is where power lies! Seek it out and play with it, leading to more emotionally/Gothically intelligent and class, culture and racially conscious workers! Normativity dies by straying into abject zones we reify. Development is a war of mirrors, so fight fire with Promethean fire! Kill your darlings, teetering between privilege and oppression!

(model and artist: Persephone van der Waard)

To it, Volume Three and its subsequent plunging into darkness faithfully serves as my Castle of Otranto—a modern-day Lady of Shallot’s murky suggestion of great things, yet strangely full and empty while seemingly covering much and little at the same time (re: Hogle, epigram). In the same way that Walpole’s castle did, Gothic Communism began as an incomplete shadow, and one I steadily built upon by constantly returning to it; re: including its rudimentary and insubstantial core. My PhD and manifesto would build on Volume Three’s grand survey—notably haunted by older authors—to steadily evolve into what, at least in my mind, I consider to be my finest work: my Monster Volume, summoning the Big Whore to have Medusa’s revenge; i.e., similar to Radcliffe and Lewis dabbling in Numinous energies that charged upon the same hellish fabric, I was blazing a trail with inadequate light while chasing ghosts, heading from Otranto to Udolpho and The Monk to The Italian through my own mastery of the Gothic mode, and subsequent meeting of great friends like Harmony Corrupted. Our bond filled the gaps between this volume and the others, but also patched up its own empty places with wonderful things to look at. “Stare and tremble!” indeed.

However truncated an afterthought that Volume Three ultimately is/feels like, then, Harmony is anything but; i.e., they’re not just my best model and muse among a pantheon of excellent cuties thanks to their numerous contributions, but an excellent and important thinker in actively shaping what Gothic Communism critically evolved into (versus Cuwu’s more passive and lateral inclusions, for instance). Not just hugging the alien, but fucking it mid-dialectic, they normalized the more radical, taboo aspects of play that ludo-Gothic BDSM evolved into; i.e., out of Volume Three’s inconstant flirting with demon BDSM, they supplied the distinction by already doing it themselves!

Love you, comrade!

—Persephone, 4/20/2025

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Introduction: Dialectical Materialism (with Monsters)

While much has been made of its gory and oppressive history, one fact is often overlooked: capitalism has thrived not because it is violent and destructive (it is) but because it is productive in a particular way. Capitalism thrives not by destroying natures but by putting natures to work—as cheaply as possible (source).

—Raj Patel and Jason W. Moore, A History of the World in Seven Cheap Things

(model and artist: Soon2Bsalty and Persephone van der Waard)

Capitalism is the banality of evil dressed up in centrist, neoliberal aesthetics, which regress and decay towards seminal tragedies through the state doing what the state always does: lie to and utterly exploit people for profit. Volume Three is focused on proletarian praxis as a dialectical-material process working in opposition with the state. Before we dive into its chapters, I briefly want to summarize dialectical materialism (in this introduction) and oppositional praxis (in the summary, next) based on what we’ve covered in Volumes Zero, One and Two.

As outlined by my PhD arguments in Volume Zero and the manifesto portion from Volume One, Gothic imagination is a constant socio-material process—the byproduct of, and response to, structures already in place under Capitalism. Volume Two took these theories and did two basic things: one, explored the Gothic’s complex, extensive history as having evolved side-by-side with Capitalism into its current, late-stage (more destructive and exploitative) form; and two, treated that poetic, cryptomimetic history as something to learn from when humanizing monsters in the present—i.e., of taking what has already been made in ghostlike forms and making it again, but more “awake” and ready to fight during the war of culture vs counterculture conducted through aesthetics for or against the state: its rights versus workers.

Now in Volume Three, we reach my book series primary aim returned to: applying what we’ve learned to our own struggles, thereby emphasizing the central importance that Gothic imagination plays during proletarian praxis; i.e., in liberating sex workers from Plato’s cave as proliferated under Capitalism, doing so seizing the means of production through one’s sexual labor as synthesized through iconoclastic art, thus becoming a ghostly, Numinous expression of our daily habits and emotional/Gothic intelligence, ability to gossip safely (to prevent rape and other forms of abuse) and express constructive anger/ subversively “quote” false likenesses that actually transmute Capitalism through its own stolen symbols and language: the Amazon and Medusa, orc and vampire, zombie and cyborg as regressive copycats that need to be recopied for our purposes—our “darkness visible” and its rebellious sound and fur(r)y exposing the propaganda of the state as harmful.

As we proceed, then, it’s vital to remember how these creative successes are made in a continuum; i.e., within cultural development as part of an ongoing uphill struggle during oppositional praxis under neoliberal Capitalism. Ergo, its rules need to be considered as part of a structure that has become considerably more developed as a means of exploiting workers in the Internet Age. As an artist and sex worker myself, my proposed starting point is the Superstructure; i.e., what we consume. Reshaping it and, by extension the socio-material things it affects, amounts to proletarian praxis that alters workers’ abilities to imagine a world beyond Capitalism in a sex-positive way.

For example, counterculture hauntology doesn’t disappear once created; it becomes a part of the material world, allowing for various lessons to be taught by revolutionaries, but also by those in power resisting change. The oppositional presence of counterculture utterly demands status-quo reprisals, which this volume explores in detail: appropriation, recuperation, neglect, genocide, etc. The state lies and kills, all while shoving its canonical, menticidal junk food down our throats: their ghost of the tyrant and nominal, false spectres of “Communism,” frozen in time (unable to improve beyond Marxist-Leninism’s actual and fabricated failures/missteps).

The rewards of disobedience far outweigh the risks, but especially the knowledge to enrich the world. Paul-Henri Thiry once wrote, “If the ignorance of nature gave birth to gods, the knowledge of nature is calculated to destroy them.” Centuries later, the same idea applies to late-stage Capitalism and its deities—knowledge of Capitalism as a structure, namely American gods personified by neoliberal and fascist virtues that treat the human body as something owned by the elite, including its sexual labor and coerced divisions of worker bodies, emotions and minds—the menticide of workers. Although a bourgeois chokehold on this labor and its symbolic representation is currently present, the Blakean maxim “all deities reside within the human breast” allows for a variety of oppositional forces to materialize. Once present, they may start the long task of reforming Capitalism as a historio-material cycle into Socialism, then Communism.

Marx called Communism “the end of history” as normally produced under Capitalism—scarcity, class struggle, war, racism, worker exploitation, genocide, etc; but also the various neoliberal commodities that conceal or romanticize these symptoms (re: Fisher’s “hauntologies” mentioned during the preface: critically-bankrupt, canonical renditions of an idealized time and place, re: Bakhtin’s “chronotopes”). For us, this means Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism; i.e., as a something to develop during dialectical materialism that camps Marx through ludo-Gothic BDSM; re: to achieve intersectional solidarity during holistic study and liminal expression to camp the canon, hence achieve universal liberation in praxial-synthetic duality.

Those are concepts we won’t unpack here (as the previous volumes already do that). The struggle against Capitalism to develop Gothic Communism, then, starts with “archaeologies” that can disinter, thus recognize and retool these issues’ covert, mythologized influence on the public imagination. Such feats are achieved through critical analysis, not passive consumption, which this volume will now attempt to instruct in regards to sex work through proletarian praxis under Capitalism: a collective workers’ challenge to the end of history as defined by billionaires (or those optimistically defending them, like Francis Fukuyama’s obtuse veneration of “liberal democracy” following the end of the Cold War—”The End of History and the Last Man,” 1992) coldly selling bogus, uncritical monsters that make people stupid, then violent, then dead. Iconoclastic media absolutely loves to comment on historical-material’s vicious cycle in acceptable, packaged forms—Star Wars, for example, but also metal (and other forms of iconoclastic media we have yet to explore in this book):

Gothic-Communist development and its tenets (the Six Rs) starts with recognizing the working parts—literally the pieces that perform sexual labor or instruct people to imagine it under Capitalism. Human beings are complicated, possessing bodies and identities with ambiguously gendered and sexual components. Under neoliberal Capitalism, these variables are privatized in ways that keep people ignorant of ownership models beyond the one that currently exists. “Private property has made us so stupid and one-sided that an object is only ours when we have it […] in short, when it is used by us,” writes Marx. This operates in relation to the current material arrangement of things, wherein the elite own the means of production, forcing everyone else to purchase the products of their own exploited labor—not as simple commodities, but artistic icons that compel widespread ignorance and emotional unintelligence in a xenophobic way, but especially a carceral fear of the imaginary past that pushes the world towards atypical ways of thinking that critique the cryptonymic treachery of the state. This emotional vacuum/Gothic ignorance and its various socio-political outcomes, along with the material structures that produce them, are so historically predictable that they merit their own phrase—re: historical materialism, or that history is predicated on the material conditions that routinely bring them about; re: Marx’s nightmare.

Our historical-material focus, then, is xenophilic reunion: an end to the abject sexualization of labor from the 20th century to the modern day under neoliberal Capitalism. Capitalism sexualizes all workers to some degree; neoliberal canon, as a fairly recent phenomenon, compels sex work through a self-perpetuating illusion based on old legends, a historical-material effect authored by a linguo-material chain that disguises its obfuscating role in Capitalism’s historio-material function: the harmonized, coerced bondage of producers, products and consumers by the owner class manipulating the working class, pitting them against themselves (canonical praxis). While its material byproduct can be sex-positive, sexual expression under Capitalism has long been colonized. Sold back to an increasingly exploited working class in oft-hauntological ways, this process must be challenged through material counterparts that liberate sex workers by first affecting how people think about sex in a countercultural sense. This includes taking the Gothic mode and imagination back from the bourgeois and using it for revolutionary ends: to free the cuties and other sex workers of the world, who in turn can assist in freeing all workers from Capitalism’s zombie-vampire like grip, the canonical praxis of its army of zombie-vampires constituting that grip.

Not only can a Superstructure cultivated by the elite be resisted through reclaimed sexual labor, but the labor of artistic sexual expression can reopen worker minds, teaching them to think critically about sexualized media as something the elite try to monopolize/exploit. In the words of Frank Herbert, “He who controls the spice controls the universe!” which extends to sex, gender and conversations or media about sex and gender disseminated through the abjection, chronotopes, hauntology, and cryptonymy of a bourgeois-cultivated Superstructure, a crypt to be led out of with similar devices used in opposition: reverse abjection, Communist chronotopes, emancipatory hauntology and revolutionary cryptonyms.

For the elite, total control is impossible, can only be incrementally pursued with semi-potent praxis. For us sexy Communists, the sexual bondage of workers can be abjured in pursuit of a better world that still has Gothic media post-scarcity (the real barbaric past). This starts with decolonizing canonical illusions, which in our hands serve as proletarian “archaeologies” to be freshly remade or whose current functions can be retooled to our needs. For example, complicit cryptonyms can be repurposed to “mask” revolutionaries, hiding them from power—a bit like the flying monkey outfits stolen by the heroes the fortress of the Wicked Witch of the West, but for our purposes level against the “Wonderful” Wizard of Oz and his own weaponized, bourgeois doubles and generational illusions (which survive after he is dead and gone)—beards and various other “creative successes” outlined during my PhD’s manifesto tree (rephrased “Twin Trees“):

depicting mutual consent, descriptive* sexuality and cultural appreciation through informed consumption and ironic performance, including sex-positive fetishes, kinks, BDSM and Gothic sensations as revolutionarily cryptonymic (fragmented disguises endemic to a larger hidden barbarity that can be used to help investigators expose the issue, but also preserve in the message in a human, or at least humane, ghostly form—a friendly ghost).

*While descriptive sexuality includes asexual persons, the focus for Chapters One and Two will be on sexual orientation; Chapter Three will explore asexual orientation in detail.

These are the root of iconoclastic praxis as something to synthesize by transmuting canonical forms of sexualized labor. Canon sexualizes all workers, but does so dimorphically (“boys will be boys, girls will be mothers”).

The elite have their own masks, beards and grooming methods meant to condition workers into a generational state of xenophobic myopia, including fascists and centrists as undercover enforcers. Gustav Le Bon once wrote, “Whoever can supply [the masses] with illusions is easily their master; whoever attempts to destroy their illusions is always their victim.” Le Bon wrote this in 1895, at the beginning of America’s geopolitical rise under Capitalism; but in the shadow of the most recent symptoms of Capitalism-in-decline, his words still carry weight in mirrored sentiments. The neoliberal is a master of illusion, hiding their worst atrocities behind a veil of all-encompassing media. These myopic illusions consolidate their own power in ways that break imagination. In 1956, Meerloo called it menticide, a rape of the mind; Hogle, a crypt of the mind.

In 2023, today’s neoliberals commit atrocities like Reagan and Thatcher once did, using similar media control to present themselves in the best possible light—again, imposters. Not just themselves, but the neoliberal values they remediate through bourgeois canon—its “junk food” abjection, hauntology and disguises, etc, as “neutral.” As I wrote in the 2021 introduction for my discontinued book, Neoliberalism in Yesterday’s Heroes:

This includes overt propaganda, but also popular media that functions subversively as propaganda disguised as “neutral” entertainment. For example, the president of Tripwire writes, “As an entertainer, I don’t get political often.” But neutrality and nostalgia are hardly apolitical, and more overt political statements are backed by neutral media as default. Naturalizing/neutralizing war is a conservative or orderly stance that discourages the critique of war as a futile, doomed position (nations are inherently self-destructive). In that sense, this book ponders war and its heroes in a summarily insane manner. That is, I readily accept from the outset that pro-state/-capitalism defenders

    • view words like Communism, Marxism, and Socialism as having single, prescribed definitions
    • describe their intellectual variants (and their practitioners) as utopian, delusional, or seditious
    • revise intellectuals in ways beneficial to the state

For example, in 1949’s “Why Socialism?” Albert Einstein wrote, “under existing conditions, private capitalists inevitably control, directly or indirectly, the main sources of information.” Almost two decades later, Martin Luther King Jr. was framed as a Communist radical by the FBI, only to be revised by liberals and conservative postmortem—reduced to a single, infamous speech that seemingly encapsulated the entire civil rights movement while simultaneously robbing it of its inherently “criminal” elements.

The same logic applies to Sex Positivity‘s goals regarding sexuality and monsters as things to humanize/reclaim from the elite in xenophilic iconoclasm.

As a process of countercultural critical thought, dialectical-materialism recognizes how these opposing forces meet inside a material world that is anything but neutral: canon versus iconoclasm. Gothic Communism frames this within oppositional praxis, recognizing how bourgeois propaganda transforms the world into a Promethean crypt using canon, which turns sexual language (specifically the language of sex, bodies and gender) into compelled sex work that exclusively produces sex-coercive icons—i.e., bourgeois gods and castles to defend by the working class, who become monsters in defense of it. Within this larger process, sexism works on a complicated gradient. For every open sexist, there exist groups who fight them tooth and nail; for every worker protest, there is a counterprotest—for or against the status quo. Fascists and moderates historically offer false “revolutions” that uphold the status quo. This prompts the formation of groups that confusingly and complicitly uphold the status quo and its cryptonymic structures while posing as feminist liberators: TERFs, SWERFs and NERFs and their canonical-praxis-in-disguise.

“If you scratch a transphobe, a fascist bleeds.” This volume concerns TERFs within oppositional praxis—how they are neoliberal and fascist branches of feminism that ultimately assist in the continued exploitation of workers. As the companion glossary further outlines,

TERFs are Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminists; SWERFs and NERFs exclude sex workers and non-binary people, policing them but also members of their own “in”-groups (fandoms). It’s true that older feminist movements were/are racist, exclusionary and cis-supremacist, etc; so I don’t like to call TERFs “non-feminists” (though I can understand the temptation). To make the distinction between these older groups and feminism in solidarity with other oppressed groups, I call TERFs fascist “feminists.” To be fair, they can be neoliberal, operating through national/corporate exceptionalism obscured by a moderate veneer (centrist media). However, neoliberals still lead to Capitalism-in-crisis, aka fascism, which adopts racist/sexist dogma and rape culture/”prison sex” mentalities in more overtly hierarchical ways. Not all TERFs are SWERFs/NERFs (or vice versa) but there’s generally overlap. All compromise in ways harmful to worker solidarity and emancipation.

Either group upholds the status quo, defending canon and its sex-coercive nature by rejecting sex-positivity not simply as a universal negative, but as a prime destroying force the elite can scapegoat by proxy. Using canon, the elite portray the crypt as a home, its inhabitants institutionalized to prevent its reconstruction into anything that might free them from its enchanting grip. The elite compel attacks by the defenders against deliberately marginalized groups, which they proceed to exploit: women, trans people, intersex persons, drag queens; non-Christians or non-Americans; people of color and other ethnic minorities, neurodivergent/ace persons, people with disabilities, and their various intersections.

(artist: Aurora Prieto)

This volume abjures the entire practice, fighting for sex worker rights by using Gothic-Communist dialectical materialism to expose Gothic canon’s sex-coercive nature as neoliberal/fascist propaganda:

  • a copious visual rhetoric that ideologically reinforces the status quo on a systemic-material level
  • something to defend from iconoclasts, precisely because those individuals are seeking equal treatment from the powers that be—i.e., their basic human rights as executed through actual material change, not high-minded ideas that never come to fruition

That is, Volume Three argues for a sex-positive solution using oppositional praxis to achieve the Six Rs: worker/Gothic reeducation through iconoclasm as a form of collective worker action. Achieved through social-sexual activism, iconoclasm humanizes workers by freeing their minds, re-empowering them with renewed ability to renegotiate as sex workers. It does so by treating sexual liberation as a basic human right, not a crime. This deconstruction—of canon’s automatic criminalization of descriptive, sex-positive sexuality—reunites workers with alienized concepts, but especially a reclaimed agency through bodily autonomy and self-identification as a creative means of resisting compelled labor through compelled gender roles, sex work, and icons; re: canonical praxis. Iconoclastic art becomes a critical-thinking tool—a sense of re-play with the past, whose reimagined “archaeological” means of common workers (and their allies) can be reproduced and released, dismantling elite hegemony at the nation-state level before replacing it (and the nation-state) with parallel societies structured around horizontal power and reclaimed language.

Development is the process by which Gothic Communism comes about. This demands oppositional praxis: retooled language and iconoclastic symbols operating in strict opposition to the nation-state and bourgeoisie interests, where “working people [confront] the capitalist state [by building] their own organs of political and social power” (source: John Merrick’s “The Separation of the ‘Economic’ and the ‘Political’ under Capitalism,” 2016). These organs include the iconoclastic artistic expression of the human body as an extension of our sexualities, genders, emotions and oft-exploited labor tied to a continuously reimagined past, one whose methodologies have been cleverly reworked to allow people to imagine a reassembled world beyond Capitalism’s “perfect” past. “Decaying” in the present, the deceitful hauntologically of Capitalism has no future beyond endless persecution, war and genocide. While these are cryptonymically pushed to the frontiers, the domestic space is canonically sold as already-decaying and under attack. Eventually the state’s decay becomes hyperreal, a critical buildup of toxins eating through the counterfeit to corrupt the organism at a domestic level—from brain to eyeballs, head to toe. All will be devoured and devour in turn anything the state wishes it to—until the damage is too severe and the state, like a diseased corpse, falls apart.

To avoid this Promethean catastrophe, restoration of the proletariat away from Capitalism demands intersectional activism. Intersectionality requires two key steps:

  • deliberately acknowledging the relative privileges and abuses of various groups. Atomized by the elite, these groups must learn to reassemble against a common master— to “form Voltron,” if you will (minus the canonical trappings, whose Zombie-Vampire forms we’ll examine in Chapter Four)
  • combining various schools of thought to work harmoniously towards this union: Gothic Communism’s 4th wave, intersectional feminism; Marxism, ethnic studies, queer studies, Gothic studies, etc.

Keeping this mind, I want to dialectically summarize many of the main points from the companion glossary and Volumes One and Two—to summarize their larger argument about proletarian praxis as something to synthesize/transmute canon with during oppositional praxis by learning from the monsters of the past, effectively standing on their shoulders when making our own. Then we’ll move onto Chapter One.

Before the Plunge: A Dialectical-Material Summation of Gothic Communism’s Execution (in Opposition)

Now, I’d pause here in the story for a moment to underscore the importance of making proper choices. I was hungry. When you’re hungry, you should eat food. Food is defined as “a nutritious substance that people consume to maintain life.” This is what food is. These days, the definition of the word “food” has been bastardized and the meaning has been broadened to include veritably any material that can be digested, or rather, chewed and swallowed without causing death or severe illness. “Haribo Sugar-Free Gummy Bears” are not food. They aren’t even from this planet. I imagine their origins being conceived in a boardroom in hell by a top team of Creative Pain Administers, with senior-level Demons rubbing their hands together in ghoulish delight as Hell’s Chief Chemist slowly lifts the veil on their new creation.

—excerpt from an Amazon review, cited in illuminaughtii[1]‘s “The Sugar Free Gummy Bear Review That Will Change Your Life” (2020)

(artist: Xinaelle)

Whereas my past work has focused on neoliberal/fascist propaganda within heroic media, this book focuses on a specific kind of propaganda—i.e., heteronormative canon, and how the bourgeoisie produce it as a kind of revered, sex-coercive media that ideologically weakens worker control over their own bodies, genders and sexualities when consumed. This occurs through oppositional praxis, which has two sides that we’ll summarize from the manifesto before diving into Volume Three proper.

These sides are bourgeois praxis and proletarian praxis and we’ll re-examine them each in turn.

The first half of oppositional praxis, bourgeois praxis, is xenophobic; it employs the Three Cs (or Doubles) of Canon: sex coercion, carceral hauntology and complicit cryptonymy—prescriptive, commodified appeals that deprioritize, devalue and discourage worker agency in relation to canonical nostalgia as a kind of mental “crypt” that atrophies “active art” as a socio-material continuum of critical thought.

Indicative of the Superstructure, the elite can’t own the public imagination any more than they can regulate all activity performed under Capitalism. They can privatize the Base, financially incentivizing carceral media, complicit remediation, and bourgeois conduits of material exchange concomitant on exploiting workers for their labor through a myopic Gothic imagination. While this includes forcing asexual people to perform sex work, Capitalism sexualizes all workers to some extent, enforcing the colonial binary of a toxic status quo whose iconic simulacra not only divide AMABs and AFABs into men and women, but hideous monsters and doll-like novelties. Canon alienates us from ourselves, our labor, our bodies by controlling how we think and behave through what we consume. It’s (cheap, coercive) junk food that turns workers into heteronormative proponents: centrists, Nazis, TERFs et al, but also unironic/ironic victims (fascists are victimized and exploited by Capitalism).

Something to bear in mind as we proceed into Volume Three: In heteronormative propaganda, home is nostalgic, meaning nostalgia becomes something to defend from outsider forces pegged as disguised alien insiders by declared insiders. Gothic liminality is where iconoclasm thrives, working with a fear of inheritance to help de facto educators foster perceptive pastiche in trojan forms; i.e., sow a dissident line of questioning with revolutionary cryptonymy directed at the status quo through their own conflicted sense of self/identity as something for perceived strongmen to attack in assigned scapegoats by. Meanwhile, the elite and their proponents will try to normalize the conflict as something not to question, thus ensure Capitalist Realism amid decay as nostalgic. Queer survivability hinges on shapeshifting within the very chaos they engender (so to speak), whereas fascist “survival” defends the kingdom from imposters enemies-of-the-state; i.e., the Promethean quest of a closed, liminal space to colonize parallel societies with using the Imperial Boomerang and its liminal hauntology of war. —Perse, back in 2023

(exhibit 61a1: Artist: Ariel Zucker-Brull. The heteronormative exhibit and its criminal hauntologies deliberately portrayed the decayed future as sexually dimorphic, generally with a complete absence of trans people or their total demonization in dark, inhuman forms. More common is the fantasy of the curvy white damsel threatened by technophobic variants of the dark Frankenstein’s monster—their mighty bodies and tools of rape designed by mad science and out of control centuries after the originators have “died.” It’s criminogenic apologia, generally with a Satanic panic flavor [which serves to demonize queer people as thoroughly abstracted/associated with occult symbols co-opted by the elite and their proponents].)

As canonical junk food, these monsters announce the established order in sexually dimorphic bodies surrounded by carceral hauntologies, including standardized, “slum-like” spaces with complicitly cryptonymic, linguo-material effects; i.e., supplied by willing supporters of Capitalism who are financially interested or motivated to not imagine something beyond it, thus conceal it on purpose (exhibit 61a2). Though frequently haunted by Gothic sensations/spectres of Marx, canonical variants of these feelings are coercive, produced inside “fear factories” patently designed to disempower consumers and keep them callow—too afraid to expose the decay’s source or look beyond into forbidden sites of potentially better things beyond Capitalism; too weak-willed to challenge authority’s lies in the interim. Pacified and obedient in increasingly horrifying ways, they uncritically buy everything up like zombies, cushioned by personal property whose infantilizing nostalgia promote the idealized home as something to constantly rebuild in a perfectly decayed form: the once-upon-a-time of a decaying fortress that can be restored to greatness (with the caveat that this “greatest” cannot proceed beyond Capitalism). In times of crisis, they will rise to defend it, necromantically summoned by the authors of their altered states-of-mind (who only increase the dosage or alter the body and the mind by linguo-materially means, transforming the already-loyal to bigger and better killers—the stuff of nightmares).

(exhibit 61a2: Various pieces by Dcoda or myself, updated for the book. These include my commissions of their work as originally modified by me. Generally I would supply my own drawings of my own characters for them to draw [bottom-middle: Penny Montague, dragon priestess; top-middle: Siobhan, also featured in exhibit 101a1 with Revana; middle-right: Virago, also featured in exhibit 37f; re “Meeting Jadis“] as well pose instructions/models for reference [the top-left drawing of Revana was inspired by Kristen Stewart’s diving suit from Underwater, 2021]. Once completed, Dcoda would supply the sketches and/or line art, basic shading and flat colors; I would complete the backgrounds and render the final shading. The commissions represent a shared vision/collaboration of my characters as sex-positive embodiments of proletarian praxis, including the negotiation behind funding and reifying them. Similar to tipping on OnlyFans, commissioning artists isn’t just vital to proletarian praxis as an idea; it helps support the workers who synthesize this theory in their day-to-day lives; for examples of me being commissioned, consider Odie‘s many and generous commissions over the years, exhibit 101a1.)

By comparison, our second half of oppositional praxis, proletarian praxis, is synthesized by sex-positive artists working in concerted, xenophilic solidarity (exhibit 61a2, above): the Three Iconoclastic Doubles of Gothic Communism (the other pair of the Six Doubles, which opposes the Capitalist pair in relation to workers, the material world, and nature). This creative foil generates sexualized artwork in iconoclastic ways—to achieve social-sexual activism that unites all laborers, including sex workers, through radical empathy and imagination. In the hands of revolutionaries, this intensively creative mode deconstructs the status quo piece-by-piece by de-privatizing creativity (what Mr. Darcy might have smugly once called “female accomplishments”) in ways crucial to solving problems that Capitalism not only doesn’t want to solve; it creates them to maintain a Symbolic Order over workers it ruthlessly exploits for profit. Gothic Communism is an active process; activism is detection, stopping this exploitation by detecting its existence through linguo-material reminders of trauma.

As “The Six Gothic-Marxist Tenets and Four Main Gothic Theories” established, iconoclastic artists are emotionally/Gothic intelligent activists who use their honed senses—and close ties with their bodies, sexualities, genders, labor and nature in connection with the material world—to not just act like domestic-proletarian detectives and savvy gossips/code-switchers, but emancipatory “archaeologists” that help society reimagine the future through perceptive pastiche; i.e., the reclaimed monsters whose reclaimed poiesis we explored in Volume Two. Through this kind of proletarian transmutation, iconoclasts lead workers away from corporate monopolies on the hauntological past. To do this, they build elaborate strategies of misdirection through art over generations, which helps workers become more emotionally intelligent, actively absorbent and sex-positive, often through Gothic language as a liminal teaching device: how not to be duplicitous and violent for the state while keeping the BDSM ritual and its kinky monsters—its ceremonial victims as something to warn of state abuse while subverting it in frank, open ways. We have to acknowledge historical-material dangers as we teach people to not only value trust, but see it as incredibly sexy and hot.

As introduced in Volume One, this can have a “flashing” feel to it (re: “Healing from Rape” alluding to exhibit 53a from “Furry Panic,” exhibit 34a1b2b2a1a2 from “What Are Rebellion, Rebels, and Why” and exhibit 34b3b2 from “My Experiences,” exhibits 89 and 101a, here, etc)—exposing ourselves to reactionary outrage/moderate condescension (see, below: exhibit 61b) and genocide as we try to teach better ways that convey the unspeakable in healthy forms; i.e., good monster sex, healthy rape fantasies and other extreme forms of traumatic healing that accrete sublimated forms (exhibit 84a) that can still critique the status quo’s heteronormative defenders/nuclear family structure and shame/guilt control language that comes with it. This transmutation into proletarian monster porn or other revolutionary forms can be incredibly stressful and perilous. Likewise, red light/green light exist for a reason, so only do what you can handle!

(exhibit 61b: Top, artist: Yeero; left-middle: Auxtasy; right-middle: unknown; bottom-left: unknown, uncredited in source; bottom-middle: Bewyx; bottom-right: Cian Yo. Videogame art is not only prone to replication; it’s rife with sexism and general theft that dehumanizes all sex workers, including artists [more examples of this “Barbie Doll effect” in Blizzard’s canon, consider exhibit 73b]. Horny dudes share the art, but refuse or “forget” to credit the artist. Videogames generally feature women as composite monster-entities, where multiple artists follow an older tradition marketing to a heteronormative male audience [Jessica Rabbit/Gozer, exhibit 95]. While the team often slaves to a single “perfect” woman out of recycled parts, the artists are conspicuously credited as a larger corporate brand nine times out of ten [short of industry “names” like Drew Struzan, of course]. If many professional artists don’t stand a chance at being recognized and respected, what do you think happens to the little fish, especially the iconoclastic ones?)

As also explored in Volume Two, monsters and porn are liminal propositions—denoting a presence of conflict and transition, but especially rape fantasies, which denote the presence of actual rape/worker exploitation happening somewhere in the industry and larger world. Pastiche, likewise, is the “exhaust” of oppositional praxis. Our goal, as iconoclastic sex workers, is to decolonize lot of them by celebrating mutual consent through liminal rituals that grant historical victims paradoxical agency in the natural-material world. Said performative agency grant victims of past trauma catharsis, but also check traumatizing gargoyles by playfully fashioning their own within negotiated boundaries: to warn of what isn’t mutually consensual through the same basic ritual of peril. The deciding factor is appropriative vs appreciative peril—how sex workers are made into monsters as targets of state violence.

Sex work denotes a degree of risk that appreciative peril can minimize. Regardless of what people might think at first glance, sex workers are still demonized even if they behave within heteronormative boundaries. Cis-het white women, for example, are simultaneously objectified to alienizing extremes under Capitalism, then demanded to perform these coerced roles in canonical media: the damsel-in-distress, the princess pussy at the end of the hero’s journey (which is always further and further delayed until after the mission—i.e., the warrior’s death). But iconoclastic, slutty tomboys, cowgirls and space Amazons et al can absolutely express mutual consent in the same basic ritual. We queer folk love Zelda ‘n shit. However, we also materialize slutty Zelda or Brigitte as iconoclastic educators do: to create, exhibit and interpret art through our own synthesized praxis under duress. As a result, we will either be criticized, craved or condemned by class traitors (men as the universal client, women as the universal chattel, and various forms of tokenism)—all forms of coercive consumption under Capitalism. Maybe we don’t want to be chewed up and spit out?

Consider D.va from exhibit 61b, above (who definitely has a moe look to her). Provided she’s showing her pussy to a mutually consenting audience, there’s no abuse taking place when she flashes us. However, here is a “slut bias,” with men generally seen as “wanting it” by aggressive girls not taking the hint (as this clip with Elvis demonstrates, the girl definitely not asking for permission before trying to suck Elvis’ face off; source: Vali Greceanu, “Elvis Impact at Girls,” 2021). But this gender-swap is far less common than cis-het men abusing any AFAB or perceived-female person regardless of what “she’s” wearing. They could be in a G-string bikini, a nun’s habit or a burka and segregation or integration is no defense from rape culture and heteronormative men as “victimized” by those “heart-breaking bitches.” Can a woman “dig” for gold? Can queer people? Sure! Is it something they want to do because that’s “how ‘women’ naturally are?” No, it’s criminogenic/compelled, then reactively punished against—shamed, chattel-raped, killed (despite men historically being prospectors for gold under settler colonialism, the hypocrites). As victims to reclaim, this includes the ritual sacrifices as fetishes that still represent a likeness of exploited workers: School girls can be sluts and want to play naughty games—want to be “ravished,” even. They just don’t want to be actually attacked or raped for it.

The same goes for any sex worker/sexualized worker carrying/cultivating an industry brand. Cosplayers, for instance, are really just worker uniforms projected onto consumers—who synthesize various worker roles in service of or against the state treatment of the image being worn: the working woman vs the scapegoated whore. Power stems from showing off descriptively without being blamed for it, which feels good but also empowering through boundaries and trust being respected on multiple registers. This can be taught in opposition to canon; i.e., state-corporate monopolies on violence that compel forced boundaries (segregation) and boundary violations (rape and dominance).

Indeed, the whole point of iconoclastic praxis is to establish boundaries that must be respected, not compelled through brute force (anyone who argues otherwise is a figurative or literal cop/class traitor). Drawing these lines in the sand is something that can happen in person, but also in sex worker/social-sexual situations with workers going from point A to point B. We’ll touch upon this more in the “Recognizing Empathy” section in Chapter One; all the same, I want to do a quick compare-and-contrast. Sex work nowadays is generally done in ways that could protect workers regardless if its intended by those in power (who do not care). However, neoliberal corporations like OnlyFans still exploit workers doing work for them on a regular basis. Regardless, it is far, far safer to do sex work online, with a buffer between you and the dangerous client as you “flash” them than it is turning tricks in a dingy flophouse paid for in cash face-to-face (stingy Johns can quickly turn sex workers into Jane Does, if you follow me; or they can fleece you of your labor Tangerine-style, 2015, as my 2019 review for the film explores). Exploitation is uneven, but also imperfect, allowing for unique opportunities to arrive that grant sex workers “lucky shields” by which to conduct iconoclastic praxis.

(source: Daily Mail’s “Christie Brinkley, 65, shows off her age-defying looks as she reprises role […] 36 years after iconic National Lampoon Vacation role,” 2019)

My friend Mavis, for example, once flashed a truck driver driving next to here all the way to Chicago in the 1980s. They were on the same trucking interstate feeding into the city atrium; the trucker could see her but couldn’t he touch her. An ace person, Mavis delights at the attention of sexually interested men without having to have sex with them, especially the blue collar male worker as someone to fantasize about; i.e., the liminal privilege of elevated (often) white, cis-het women afforded rape fantasies in popular fiction that allow them to actually broach catharsis and playfully establish boundaries against persons who feel like they’re owed sex (the biggest nightmare/hurdle for sexist men being the encounter of women who tease or play with them, but don’t actually want to have sex). Likewise, if older industry women abused by sex work can give a voice to their normally “voiceless,” critically-blind heroines—i.e., Nina Hartley (exhibit 47b1a, “Non-Magical Damsels and Detectives“)—then iconoclastic artists can improvise, using whatever “windscreens” come along to keep themselves safe as they draw their own creative lines in the sand. Protecting oneself during oppositional praxis is the essence of proletarian synthesis.

For genuine activists, development towards Communism more broadly requires its “creative successes” to happen during iconoclastic praxis (which I’ll list one more time for emphasis): depicting mutual consent, descriptive sexuality and cultural appreciation through informed consumption and ironic performance, including sex-positive fetishes, kinks, BDSM and Gothic sensations as revolutionarily cryptonymic iconoclastic ways that subject them to danger. Unlike sex-positive activists, however, moderates and reactionaries perform these “successes” in bad faith, upholding the status quo on an ideological and material level by pointedly attacking marginalized groups, but also social-sexual activists (the focus of this book being trans people, sex workers and iconoclasts). Such impostors include TERFs and SWERFs, who, despite calling themselves feminists, are sex-coercive, not sex-positive; this includes their cryptonymic regalia, adorned as moderate activism but indicating the same overarching crisis that revolutionized cryptonyms would (the difference between them is dialectal-material context, a recurring theme in this book).

Though unethical and inhumane, TERFs function as a smaller symptom inside a bigger disease: Capitalism. While Marxism encourages group and self-potentiation through emancipated labor, Capitalism exploits the labor of others to empower the elite; neoliberal Capitalism uses “counterfeit” nostalgia to keep workers ignorant of the obfuscating role and historio-material outcome emanating from pro-bourgeois illusions. The elite privately own the means of production—from the banks that process transactions, to the platforms on which sex workers work, to the bodies and images associated with them (or vice versa). In doing so, they seek to own that which they have neither right or ability to actually possess (at least not forever): people and their imaginations, as framed through a Symbolic Order whose canonical, carceral, cryptonymic-hauntological propaganda advertises the whole practice as “correct,” until one day manufactured consent is achieved. Drugged and zombified, hell is a prison without shackles or walls; it is the language of creative freedom turned in on itself and disarmed, the image of witch something to wear while unlucky parties are lined up and shot.

As my PhD determines

Correctness is tricky. As stated during the “Regarding Hard Kinks” disclaimer, correctness can mean “what is right, or universally ethical—i.e., pertaining to basic human rights (and the health of the planet’s ecosystems and the humane treatment of animals)”; or it can mean “socially acceptable— i.e., correct according to the ethical beliefs of a specific group,” which under Capitalism systemically favors the in-group historically-materially exploiting the out-group for the profit motive. This means that as long as profit occurs, fucking the monster (xenophilia) or killing it (xenophobia) is acceptable under Capitalism in harmful, sex-coercive forms (aka efficient profit) (source: “Thesis Body “).

As we shall see, correctness dialogically amounts to interpretations of media made by consumers towards producers, be those individual authors or giant corporations. These interpretations are not fixed and can easily change given the proper push. For these reasons, those in power continuously manipulate the eyes of the public in ways that favor them (their image, or optics, but also their material conditions). By using canon to valorize billionaires (owners) and dehumanize/stupefy workers, neoliberals stress negative freedom for the elite; they advertise sex-positive ideas—including Gothic “false alarms” or “fake solutions”—in bad faith, using girl bosses and other deceptively appropriative tactics to sell war, thus maintain the status quo.

At the elite level, the status quo can be summarized as the roomful of suits. Their “neutral” appearance belies an inherently destructive nature far more extreme (through its longevity) than any dark lord: Neoliberals reliably outlast and outproduce fascists (whose tenure is generally short-lived). As the companion glossary notes, this concept is generally referred to as the banality[2] of evil—re: “destructive greed minus all the gaudy bells and whistles: the men (suits) behind the curtain (canon)” operating as neoliberal desk murderers.

Capitalism is always in crisis, policing itself through periods of routine decay that weaponize manufactured insecurities, enemies and divisions against the out-group by the in-group. Relative to those in power are those who seek power. Whereas neoliberals worship Capitalism as benign by hiding its material function over a long period of time, fascists seek short-lived, hierarchical power through equally unethical, media-driven means. Alternatively, sex-positive individuals are social activists who seek to replace the current world order by punching up. By discouraging the worship of vertical power through reverse abjection, social-sexual activists denormalize mass exploitation and genocide, shifting society away from nation-states and towards egalitarian, horizontal power (aka development, in Marxist terms). Called Anarchism, this new arrangement of power promotes basic human rights through improved material conditions for all people (not just the elite)—a permanent paradigm shift away from Capitalism.

This strategy is dialectical-material, creative praxis recoding the Superstructure through material iconoclasm as an oppositional force. The rights of sex workers become something to invoke, those exploited by Capitalism presenting themselves as exploited humans through reverse abjection as an emancipatory-hauntological force that breaks the generational curse. Laid down by those in power and carried about by those subservient to them, the curse must be addressed through relative means: by illustrating their basic human rights as something to empathize with in sex-positive, emancipatory-hauntological, revolutionarily-cryptonymic ways. In doing so, sex-positive artists are iconoclasts who seek to

  • undermine neoliberal and fascist stigmas against sex workers, including sexism and transphobia as things to subvert using xenophilia
  • help sex workers gain relative ownership over their own labor, emotions and education, thus improve their own material conditions through horizontal arrangements of materials and power

Artists often represent themselves as sex workers, doing this work voluntarily or compelled to by the elite. Not only does sex worker labor stem from their literal bodies, which also act as conspicuous extensions of their personal identities tied to images of a romanticized, reimagined past; capitalists exploit these identities through canon by claiming private ownership over the artistic output of sex workers. This is only something to cultivate, not literally own the same way one owns a factory. However, canonical praxis monopolizes the Gothic mode as oppressive, in turn making popular media sex-coercive, which alienates workers from nature and alienizes them inside the material world: as monstrous-feminine whores to pimp during the dialectic of the alien.

(artist: H.R. Giger)

Resisting the dehumanizing illusions of state-corporate privatization is a group effort, combating the alienation of sex workers as both a casual factor (workers are alienated from their labor during compelled sex work) and deliberate marketing tactic: Capitalists intentionally alienate workers who seek to reclaim their labor by using abjection to present them in progressively alienating ways (often quite literally as monsters, including surreal ones, above):

  • One, sex workers are viewed as advertisements for corporations to sell and consumers to purchase; i.e., human billboards that advertise profitable commodities, not human rights.
  • Two, this exploitation is downplayed, while its profitability is celebrated.
  • Three, the exploited are generally dehumanized, abjected as demonic sex objects or criminals—to consume without regard for their human rights, deserving only of ridicule, derision and shame.
  • Four, it demonizes critics by framing them as standing in the way of American (thus global) consumerism—specifically social activists that seek to upset the current arrangement of power by arguing for basic human rights, including body ownership as an important step towards material equality and post-scarcity.

The result is many middle-class people who consume canon voraciously and think (or at least posture) themselves as not being sexist; but in truth, remain hostile towards seeing sex workers as human. Their hostility extends to genuine and ethical, social-sexual activism as something to express in iconoclastic visual language by those who actively punch up—activism as merely a means thought sex work of gaining control over one’s own life through sex work as a validating and often asexually cathartic, pro-labor [thus genderqueer] sentiment: “By helping us reach parts of our sexuality, our trauma, our kinks, and our joy that so many of us cannot touch in any other way, sex workers’ work goes far beyond mere physical intimacy” (source: Raksha Muthukumar’s “How Queer Sex Workers Can Help Us Learn to Love Ourselves, 2022).

Passive or active, anyone who resists the system will be attacked, but especially those who rally in defense of their human rights:

The modular nature of the free market spawns a complicated legion of moderates and reactionaries. However, as stated in the “camp map,” from Volume Zero, hostility towards sex workers generally manifests in four basic ways under canonical praxis; re (from “On Twin Trees” and “Scouting the Field“):

  • open aggression
  • condescension
  • reactionary indignation
  • DARVO (“Deny Accuser Reverse Victim/Offender”)

We’ll get to these throughout the rest of the volume (and return to them in Volume Zero). For now, though, we’ll start with sex positivity challenging that paradigm.

Onto “Chapter One: Sex Positivity (opening and “Illustrating Mutual Consent”)“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] A recommendation of Zeuhl’s. In keeping with Zeuhl’s reputation aging like milk, so too did this recommendation. As of 2023, illuminaughtii—or Blair Zoń, outside of YouTube—was exposed for being an abuser, including financially dominating business/relationship partners working for her (not unlike Jadis abusing me by literally holding a roof over my head to gaslight me with; re: “Escaping Jadis”). There’s a gazillion videos on YouTube covering it; e.g., Internet Anarchist’s “The Deserved End of iilluminaughtii…” (2025). She’s also an extensive plagiarist and hypocrite.

[2] As previously mentioned, Disney explores this concept surprisingly well in Andor (The Canvas, 2023). Star Wars is generally known for binarizing morality—albeit from a rebel perspective, with an American Imperial allegory hidden behind Nazi visual tropes. However, Andor drops much of the good-versus-evil space operatics to treat the fascist regime of the empire in Marxist terms: through dialectical material language. Suddenly the storm troopers can’t miss, becoming capable of the brutal genocide Episode 4 hinted at by executing Luke’s aunt and uncle on Tatooine (conversely James Cameron’s canon is far more neoliberal, despite being inspired by Star Wars—a concept we’ll return to in Chapters Four and Five).

[3] Re: “Haunting the Chapel: A Cum Tribute to Harmony Corrupted” and “‘That Ass Is a Higher Truth’: Leaving the Castle; or, Bookending Harmony Corrupted” (2024).

[4] This volume will repeatedly and retrospectively elude to said returns; i.e., with block quotes and parenthetical exhibit numbers, which I have updated accordingly for its 2025 debut (I’ve also replaced the asterisks with footnotes). Any exhibit from exhibit 61a1 onwards is in Volume Three; any exhibit before that number is in another book volume and will include the source title with the exhibit being referenced. This volume was originally written before I devised the exhibit system, but I have since added some exhibits and allude to many more, besides. Hopefully if there’s a topic here that you feel isn’t explored enough, there will be routes provided to where I’ve done it to death! Also refer to my compendiums on ludo-Gothic BDSM and Metroidvania for some handy reference guides!

Book Sample: Opening to Volume Three: “Regarding Tokenism”

This blog post is part of “All the World,” a sixth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil” (2024), as well as “Make It Real” for Volume One and “The Total Codex” for Volume Zero. Those promotions sought to promote and provide their respective volume’s individual pieces for easy public viewing in single-post form; re: for the Poetry ModuleUndead Module and Demon Module, followed by my PhD and manifesto. “All the World,” by comparison, caps off my book series with a promotion for Volume Three; re: my Praxis Volume. As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

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Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer (linked above).

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

Opening to Volume Three: “Regarding Tokenism” and Fighting It (feat. Nyx and Cuwu)

One lesson we can draw from the return of witch-hunting is that this form of persecution is no longer bound to a specific historic time. It has taken a life of its own, so that the same mechanisms can be applied to different societies whenever there are people in them that have to be ostracized and dehumanized. Witchcraft accusations, in fact, are the ultimate mechanism of alienation and estrangement as they turn the accused—still primarily women—into monstrous beings, dedicated to the destruction of their communities, therefore making them undeserving of any compassion and solidarity.

—Silvia Federici, cited in “Hot Allostatic Load” (2015)

Picking up where “The Future Is a Dead Mall” left off…

This volume concerns tokenism mid-praxis as a proletarian concern, which the rest of the series has alluded to, until now. We’ll trace the idea, here; i.e., as an echo of Medusa to egregorically reunite with; e.g., with Nyx, who I will reference here (alongside Cuwu), as well as articulating why we’re going back into Gothic Communism’s black peach pit, which Volume Three essentially is. Furthermore, this 2025 addendum shall explain what separates Volume Three from the rest of the series that came after it, but also what connects the lot of them while giving you various quotes/exhibits to keep in mind (as I won’t be modifying this manuscript much more than I already have)!

(artist: Nyx and Cuwu [photographer, bottom: Persephone van der Waard])

To it, Volume Three explores the idea of achieving intersectional solidarity according to modern notions of sexuality and gender identity/performance-as-identity mid-struggle; i.e., as built on older poetic histories my other books have previously laid out—across different thesis arguments, but also repeated synthesis of said theory mid-praxis: versus TERFs (and other tokens) using what we got, on the Aegis. Many TERFs do sex work, for example; i.e., whores policing whores (re: “Policing the Whore“), cops raping nature in ways that go beyond the narrow idea of penetrative violence to any kind of disempowerment meant to cause harm of any sort. The whore’s revenge goes beyond simply “rape = penetration” (from “The Nuts and Bolts of Rape Play,” 2024) because that argument not only demonizes male GNC people or frankly anyone with a penis (re: Janice Raymond), but also gives pussy-havers a strange victim complex that ignores their tokenized role in things. Tokens are cops and cops rape; cops look like us and we look like them; e.g., Nyx, below, being incredibly sex-positive and for universal liberation, but having the Aegis to back it all up (so to speak). The fact remains, the Medusa and Amazons both have fat demon asses—a plump-rump “danger disco” to dance inside at cross purposes, in and out of themselves: humanizing the harvest versus harvesting the human during the dialectic of the alien, on and offstage! We must humanize the harvest to expose the state reaping us! Reap back!

(artist: Nyx)

The difference between cop and victim, then, is function relative to profit as something to uphold or defeat, which I want to unpack briefly here as we return to the past again (and again, and again…); i.e., as the whore’s recursive revenge against profit (re: “Rape Reprise” also featuring Nyx), but specifically profit as a form of tokenism we’re defeating while ensconced within “past” as something to embody and perform (also again and again and again…); re: “When the Man comes around, show him your Aegis!” Except while we will examine tokenism extensively in Volume Three, we won’t have time to go into more fleshed-out ideas; e.g., like the whore’s revenge combatting the state’s built-in, wax-and-wane, us-versus-them cops/victims extermination rhetoric; i.e., because said volume is quite conversational, but also older than the books I published after it which took what it proposed in shadowy forms we’re redoubling back towards now.

In fact, Volume Three remains the most conversational of all my volumes, because I wrote it back in July 2022; re: due to it being written before my manifesto or PhD, but also my Monster Modules—all of which crystalize, synthesize and disseminate these concepts far further than Volume Three was ever able to (e.g., “Demon BDSM,” here, versus ludo-Gothic BDSM” from my PhD, onwards; re: “The Finale; or ‘Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll!“).

(artist: Nyx)

As of writing this opener in 2025, then, most of my Praxis Volume has already been written. As such, Volume Three is the oldest volume this series contains—originally written while slowly expanding to yield the Gothic-Communist manifesto and Humanities primer (the latter where I developed my signature collage exhibit style; i.e., during the Bride of Frankenstein “poster pastiche”; re: “Making Demons‘” exhibit 44b2, December 2022). I have since revisited the Praxis Volume before 2025, making some revisions[1] in April 2024 to expand on various elements to a lesser degree, but haven’t touched the writing itself in at least twelve months; i.e., as of originally writing this opener six months after April 2024. Now we’re here to finish the job.

To it, I’ve tried not to expand the writing in Volume Three any more than I have in the past; i.e., I want you to come to it and experience my thinking in its most conversational forms before I hammered out what the whore’s revenge even was (for the most recent exploration of that idea, refer to “A 2025 Foreword: On Volume One’s New Edition Focusing on Ludo-Gothic BDSM (and Cuwu)“).

(artists: Persephone van der Waard and Cuwu)

In other words, Volume Three represents a liminal (and fragile) point in my life—one in which I was newly single, having just separated from Cuwu following my exit from Jadis and Florida; i.e., I was still radical (re: “Military Optimism,” 2021), but had just left the closet and was starting to aggressively explore gender studies for the first time: as something to combine with Gothic theory and ludology in ways I hadn’t tried in grad school (re: “Lost in Necropolis“). In doing so, I would often talk about gender extensively and in ways exclusive to this volume; i.e., as a logical follow-through to my now-discontinued book series, Neoliberalism in Yesterday’s Heroes (2021); e.g., with femboys, twinks and asexuality as conversational extensions of what that series didn’t explore, and which this series would explore predominantly in Volume Three.

Content and combinations aside, the writing style here is also noticeably different—with 2022 me pointedly favoring em dashes and commas/run-on sentences/asterisks instead of the footnotes and semi-colons, but also i.e., e.g., and re that I adopted from October 2023, onwards (when I published my PhD). Not to mention, my focus on the Medusa (re: nature as alien/monstrous-feminine, from “Nature Is Food“) and universal liberation—once the praxial bedrock had been lain and simplified with my PhD/manifesto, then run through various post-postgrad thesis arguments with my Monster Volume (e.g., “A Cruel Angel’s Thesis“)—really started to inform a style that had changed beyond mere canon vs camp/oppositional praxis. Instead, I worked with an active goal in mind; e.g., as a steward of nature in ways Bay informed; i.e., developing Gothic Communism as an artistic movement that—until late 2023—had yet to conceptualize, mid-praxis (re: “My Logo for Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism!“).

To it, the flavor of the Praxis Volume remains largely unchanged precisely because we’re returning to a state of conversation before its synthesis had fully dialed in. This lends the proceedings more a historical flavor—one I have decided to preserve for archivist reasons, but also as something to return to with the benefit of hindsight at the current time; i.e., the ideas here are presented in their rawest, nascent form—Galatea lacking much of the detail and track to run along towards development again. I do so to give you something to work with, yourselves. In keeping with the circular nature of development, then, said track has already been laid in ways you’ve already explored through the earlier book volumes that came after Volume Three was written, then shelved; i.e., as ergodic and recursive, but also concentrically designed during holistic study taking Volume Three off the shelf.

As such I’ve saved this book volume for last, having educated you leading up to a return towards a prior state of ignorance expressed as the Gothic do: metamorphically and morphologically. Such (re)education happens through the preservative, fluid language of monsters and castles being things to return to in a given passage of the life cycle’s continuous radical change.

Keeping that in mind, please note the concentric approach preserved and found in the block quotes, below—the Gothic sense of mastery these suggest as returning to suitably older left-behinds again-again; i.e., a once-and-future reflection of the circuitous quest for Numinous forces; re (from the Poetry Module’s “Back to Necropolis“):

In short, “mastery” as I developed it became something to imbricate/enmesh with my living scholarship; i.e., holistic study as one of constant reassembly and rememory time and time again: “Returning and reflecting upon old points after assembling them is a powerful way to understand larger structures and patterns” (from Volume Zero) segued into “The shape doesn’t matter provided the function (and flow of power) is consistent” (from this volume); i.e., as synthesized amongst my friends, lovers, muses, fellow sex workers and I challenging the profit motive together as one, across many life times: our Song of Infinity having—like the zombie, the vampire, the demon—many shapes to assume and power to play with! The state will always try to monopolize our pedagogy to serve their aims; i.e., to recuperate what we use to release stress and confront trauma in palliative-Numinous forms: where power is, insofar as reifying and performing it goes.

(model and artist: Mikki Storm and Persephone van der Waard)

“And in strange aeons, even death may die.” My friends and I continuously place “death” in quotes, our collective ludo-Gothic BDSM a parallel, slutty “could-be” history challenging bigotry as a Cartesian, heteronormative, settler-colonial effect; i.e., one we challenge through Athena’s Aegis as reclaimed by Medusa as us, our sexy Amazonian witchcraft (and all its undead, demons and animal forms) camping the canon in ways the state thoroughly abhors: making the straightforward harvesting of us by the state and its proponent agents/sell- outs something to tie into knots. It’s a part of the experience and not one to simply slice through as Alexander the Great did, but find paradoxical liberation in knots (Amazonian or otherwise):

(artist: Evul)

Through a thoroughly chaotic, non-linear mise-en-abyme, Gothic Communism camps canon, making empathy where apathy has existed for so long. This happens by using our dark forces, our Satanic wizardry to self-define away from capital as something to camp inside of itself. To that, we camp the twin trees, fashioning a Hell on Earth to suit our designs (from “Concerning Monsters”):

This historical-material arrangement is profoundly ubiquitous, requiring workers to reclaim monsters (undead, demons and totems) away from the usual state monopolies of violence, terror and hellish morphological expression; i.e., during our own pedagogy of the oppressed—our anger and gossip, monsters and camp—having evolved into itself: a dialectical-material process whose oscillating interrogations (and myriad interpretations) of trauma took centuries while monsters were already evolving into state implements and canonical, singular interpretations thereof. Iconoclastic monsters, then, become flexible and productive critical lenses that raise emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness as something to “turn into”; or, as Volume One argues:

Contrary to Pygmalions and canonical weird-nerd culture, monsters aren’t just commodities; they’re symbolic embodiments of speculative thinking tied to larger issues. You don’t simply buy and consume them (commodifying struggle) but use them as a means, if not to put yourself directly in the shoes of those being oppressed, then to think about things differently than you might normally. It’s an opportunity to empathize with the oppressed and contribute to their pedagogy in ways that, to be frank, make you less stupid, nasty and cruel (source: “Challenging the State”).

Monsters are often seen as “not real” or “impossible,” relegated to the lands of make-believe and pure fantasy. Except this isn’t true. In Gothic Communism, they constitute a powerful, diverse, and modular means of interrogating the world around us as full of dangerous Cartesian illusions meant to control workers by locking Capitalism (and its genocidal ordering of nature and human language) firmly in place. Good monsters become impossible, as do the possible futures they arguably represent. Instead of saying “in a perfect world,” then, we should say “a possible world”; i.e., in a better possible world, nudity (and other modes of GNC sexual and gender expression) can be exposed and enjoyed post-scarcity and not be seen and treated as inhumanely monstrous (a threat; e.g., bare bodies being a threat to the pimp’s profit margins). Rather, the monstrous language remains as a voice for the oppressed to flourish with (source).

All this being said, this is an older part of the book, and one for the sake of time (and my sanity) I won’t be updating quite as extensively. Some changes are already in place vis-à-vis Volume Two, part one—and I will be expanding on things and signposting to make sure what I have already feels more attached to my published material, including talking about ludo-Gothic BDSM in relation to these older histories—but there will no brand-new monster essays from scratch if I can help it (no promises)!

As such, I won’t be going over this area of the book with quite as fine-tooth a comb, but will add exhibits, epigrams, definitions, visual aids and the like. The same, if not more so, goes for Volume Three (which has seen some changes since I wrote the majority of it back in early 2023) because I want to preserve its grain-of-sand quality that the rest of this book series has built around like a pearl. To that, you already have complex theory and simple theory to work with (re: Volume Zero and One), as well as my aforementioned synthesis of those combined aspects with Gothic poetics (re: Volume Two, part one) to achieve new useful conclusions building on my foundation. And yet, just as I argued with the ghosts of others to raise my cathedral, you will have to learn to debate with spirits yourself to raise your own, mid-segue.

As such, for Volumes Two, part two and all of Volume Three, you will be debating with my spectres; i.e., the oldest sections of my castle, but some of the most raw and earnest regarding sex-positivity as a liberatory Gothic poetic device whose essence remains intact, regardless if the language had yet to fully form. Per my usual backwards approach, I’ve actually done this before (from Volume One):

If you’ve read the symposium from Volume Zero (and the end of the manifesto), you’ll have an idea of what to expect, moving forward; I didn’t want to change things too much despite having written this second symposium well before my thesis. Like the thesis volume’s symposium, it represents a point when I was still figuring things out, and I think it serves as a good thought experiment insofar as it will represent a middle stage in your own thinking that will match up with [the Monster Modules. Their older partially-formed historical qualities] might speak to you better as you interpret and grapple with these ideas yourselves. And if you want increasingly more complete forms of theory that spell things out as much as possible, there is always the manifesto and thesis (source: “Challenging the State”).

Keep all of this in mind as we proceed into the Undead Module. We will meet again, our darkness visible a choking force that drives you, mid-penetration, towards post-scarcity’s unknown pleasures! Medusa’s fat undead pussy “feeding” as a war-like, indiscreetly poetic-yet-still-rebellious psychosexuality (re: our specialized Gothic poetic devices-made-flesh)!

(model and artist: UrEvilMommy and Persephone van der Waard)

Embedded in such endless graveyards, we’re all butterflies fertilized by corpses of our former selves—the caterpillar and the wasp chasing mastery in duality (a lie told by/to us and the state; re: “The Caterpillar and the Wasp“). The way out, as I’ve said before, is paradoxically inside the labyrinth; i.e., as something to transform through ourselves and our exchanges’ darkness visible.

In keeping with the sorts of fatal, transformative returns outlined above, we stand before Medusa’s Aegis before I consciously conceptualized it as such; i.e., Galatea’s mirror-like pearl having paradoxically returned to a state of dark plasticity by virtue of us returning to this moment in space-time: here in the present moment’s exploration of an older past one. Mid-hauntology and -chronotope—and reflective not just of my own prior state thereof, but yours as well—ignorance is a state of grace to return to; i.e., through holistic study of older documents reaching towards the future using “past” as bridge. The ghost of the counterfeit to further or reverse abjection (thus profit), you may look upon it and see not just either of us, but ourselves upon others who have yet to be exposed to such things—those still inside Plato’s cave, as it were.

(model and photographer: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard; source: “Meeting Medusa“)

Contrary to what you might think, though, you actually have the ability to take what is less developed—both in terms of argument and audience, alike—and achieve the whore’s revenge, regardless; re: flow determines function, not aesthetics. Here, that notion shall truly be put to the test; i.e., during “revolution,” as we think of it, a thing to revive using whatever’s on hand: a cake to make from basic ingredients. And this volume—my Praxis Volume representing Sex Positivity in its darkest, most rudimentary forms; re: focused on opposition, versus thesis and destination through ludo-Gothic BDSM—is very much the eggs and flour of a grander half-real recipe: “It tastes better than it looks!” Something of a paradox, the “cake” of old friends are both delicious and described as such (above), but also not actually cannibalized save in poetic ways whose more abject consumption (e.g., Creed’s murderous womb, vis-à-visWar Vaginas“) we can still flirt with; i.e., the world is a vampire, but so are we, and in ways we can repeatedly learn from regardless where in the cycle we find ourselves; re: learning from Cuwu’s vampirism as a continuous epitaphic pedagogy of the oppressed, and one hell-bent on pushing towards universal liberation as it instructed me, past and present (no Omelas children)!

(model and photographer: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard; source: “Challenging the State“)

Paradoxes aside, Medusa is an idea, a lineage, a point of practice that mutates; she (and her worship) take many forms—i.e., insofar as the Base and Superstructure function as things to reclaim on the same shared stages (where past, present and future occupy the same shadows, or constitute what the same shadows represent through play as a half-real proposition). We’re all shadows and dust, but also pieces of meat arbitrating our basic rights (and those of nature and the environment as their stewards) through mutual consent; i.e., as something to illustrate paradoxically as the Gothic do: through the language of “rape” in quotes, camping canon not once, but in perpetuity during informed labor exchanges expressed through psychosexual art (with Medusa being the ancient enemy of the state, pimped by it until the sun burns out).

So take what’s available here and use it to bring Medusa (and the palliative Numinous) back to life again; i.e., in ways she never quite enjoyed, in yesteryear’s imaginary historical past. Concerning the Wisdom of the Ancients, there’s no clear divide between fiction and non-fiction. So give power shape in ways that readily yield new constructions, thereby showing capital your Aegis, when the harvest is once more at hand! When the reaper comes around, so does the thing to reap—but there’s no monopoly on who holds the sickle during a given reunion!

To that, we’re going back to Necropolis again, losing ourselves once more in Medusa’s castle-in-the-flesh (with Cuwu being someone that haunts Volume Three—a person I wouldn’t write about extensively until my manifesto and PhD, then show visually in the Poetry Module, onwards; re: “Returning to Volume One, Two Years Later“): a shadowy likeness (the egregore/simulacrum) to fertilize thought as it manifests between people and media; i.e., as not discrete in the present moment, but also the past of a potential future nonetheless expressed as “past” (the Neo-Gothic modus operandi, ever and always). Cakes—including shadows of cakes—still need frosting to cryptomimetically lubricate future potentiation: fucking the dead in ways that hyphenate sex, food, war and so on.

In keeping with Walpole, so does the shadow of the past represent something that never quite was, but also potentializes a given future moment to circle back around towards; i.e., again, the rememory process injecting something into something else at various phenomenological and liminal states of space and time informing the lesson (and cryptonymy process), ipso facto. We move through space and time, but also embody them as hauntological occupants thereof to reexplore (echoes of Ozymandias, swapping him out for Medusa): new dark temples to raise and “pillage.”

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

As such, the Praxis Volume constitutes an precious opportunity to anisotropically reverse the flow of power during the usual Gothic aesthetics/fakeries guiding workers in either direction during future forms of “pastness”; re: through oppositional praxis, our focus being the proletarian reclamation of such things. Raw and waiting to patiently sculpt back into fresh forms touching on older mysteries and reunions (the Communist Numinous versus Caesar’s ghost), Volume Three is closer to my blog-style approach from the 2010s than my thesis-heavy argumentation, post-PhD.

Furthermore, my collage invigilation style and collab approach with sex workers/emphasis on footnotes were both things I hadn’t hammered out, yet; i.e., doing so in the Humanities primer (re: exhibit 44b2, “Fire of Unknown Origin“) and my PhD’s camp map finale, respectively. But in terms of sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll, I was still playing with those things and the Gothic mode—indeed, had been doing so for years up to this point (re: “Sex, Metal and Videogames” but also Nyx, below).

The poetic combination, here, is more conversational while still hurtling towards thesis and theory being things I would eventually synthesize multiple times; i.e., when moving echopraxially back towards conversation, two years after my PhD released. In essence, 2025 me is confronting my own past as the future of older moments I holistically built on while pushing towards where I currently am looking backwards and forwards at the same time—now that this book series is nearly done, standing at the hellish center of the black hole’s entropic core! There and back again, the Gothic is writ in tremendous obscurity, power and fragmentation. So does Medusa haunt the mirror that Pygmalion punches, his Shadow’s Cycle of Kings trying to pimp Galatea inside the infernal concentric pattern: as something whose dominion and domination are never fully secure; i.e., from Metroidvania to mommy domme, the Gothic castle is the perfect domme, but one that has infinite power and form!

(artist: Nyx)

Medusa cannot die. So here we are, playing with the same shadows and shapes of the Medusa for you to summon; i.e., in the singularity of my larger Gothic project. If you need theory (simple or complex), refer to Volumes One or Zero; if you need poetry pointers or examples of Gothic poetics in the Humanities with ludo-Gothic BDSM, refer to Volume Two. Here, “ludo-Gothic BDSM” and even “Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism” are barely mentioned; “demon BDSM” and “iconoclastic media” are where this volume was at, when I wrote it, as well as focusing fully on the creative successes of proletarian praxis (re: our “cake’s” “eggs” and “flour”). To it, they’re what I chose to stress, back then, and what we’ll be inspecting now as such. The other stuff—especially the whore’s revenge had in duality during liminal expression, thereby healing from rape to achieve universal liberation through an intersectionally solidarized pedagogy of the oppressed (re: “Healing from Rape“)—came later. These ideas highlight sex positivity versus sex coercion, the latter of which we’ll be discussing in the language I was using early in the project; i.e., as holistically part of the same Gothic return!

Furthermore, the fundamentals of sex positivity and proletarian praxis—re: mutual consent, informed consumption and informed consent, sex-positive de facto education, descriptive sexuality and cultural appreciation through the appreciative irony of Gothic counterculture—are arranged as I originally envisioned them; i.e., before writing my PhD and other volumes around them, encasing the pearl. In short, they are Sex Positivity‘s aforementioned grain of sand, around which you should recognize and build your own sex-positive worlds regardless of my corpus and however much of it you’ve explored! “Hold infinity in the palm of your hand”!

To that, I could have released this volume first (and actually did, only to take it down shortly after became it too large for Blogger), but still think it works best if you have some degree of theory and history to apply to your own synthetic arguments—in short, that you have something to synthesize, mid-praxis. Theory informs habits, and habits shape play as a circular means of control and expression over what we got extending into the future through “past” doubles on the Aegis as the Aegis; e.g., Nyx’s public nudism and art-through-porn, but also their clothes, tattoos, piercings, and so on! They’re one of my original muses—a dark mommy similar to Cuwu, Blxxd Bunny and many others cohabitating revolution as the Gothic do: through castles illustrating Capitalism and Communism in small and in the flesh, making battle! So have both of us continued to fight fire with fire, punching up against tokenism from the very Hell that TERFs (and other traitors) try to reinvade. Genocide is overshadowed by dead whores, but whores don’t always stay dead, insofar as the Gothic is concerned! Make it your power to fight back against state proponents policing you with, flagging their courage and wits! The cake is a lie, so make it a splendid lie!

(artist: Nyx)

As such, this volume combines the elementary aspects of gender theory with the problem of tokenism at large; i.e., as something to playfully solve with, if not ludo-Gothic BDSM, then demon BDSM through our own intersectional solidarity and universal liberation as eventually turning into what I later called ludo-Gothic BDSM (re: “Concerning Rape Play“). Forged out of old struggles merged with modernized conceptualizations of these basic ideas, I outlined them in Volume Two’s aforementioned modular thesis. Moving forwards into the past that Volume Three represents, then, I want to include a series of useful block quotes, here; i.e., that pertain to Capitalism and what causes people to tokenize, thus interrogate why they gentrify and decay when incentivized to do so! Apart from the manifesto tree (which I have also included for your convenience), keep ’em handy as we proceed into my Gothic castle’s oldest portions!

To cite in Volume Three (six quotes):

1. No one is immune from power as a structure in service to the elite, but it can be resisted in service to labor. However things reduce, division serves profit, and anything that serves profit, while predatory and unequal, can be critiqued per the elite’s usual trifectas, attempted monopolies (violence, terror and monsters), and qualities of capital (Cartesian, settler-colonial, heteronormative); i.e., as it sexualizes everything only to gentrify/tokenize and decay over and over and over while defending the state. Per Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism, intersectional solidarity does not serve profit regardless of the variables at play (an inverse of the listed qualities, above). There’s several dialectical-material binaries, but loads of grey area. The only way to distinguish this from that between the constants and variables is to play with them in ways that distribute as a matter of privilege and oppression; i.e., what we’re born into: prisons, settler colonies, empire (source: “Back to the Necropolis,” 2024).

[artist: Zdzisław Beksiński]

2. White or not, the middle class are the gatekeepers of capital and its nuclear-familial design, and allow for various marginalized concessions of “representation” that eventually disappear when fascist power is formally attained; i.e., the state finally entering a “rabid” state only to be put down by another state not yet in decay to the same extent; e.g., America vs Nazi Germany […] At home and abroad, American Liberalism [and the middle class] always decay fascistically into darker versions of itself that self-defend until total collapse trying to decay into fresh forms of the same-old inequality under Imperialism—i.e., America’s true purpose (Cartesian exploitation) projected onto Nazi Germany as the “only” Nazis in town, despite America being the breeding ground for fascism having inspired others since the late 1800s: as the global economic superpower!

China’s recent developments are changing this hegemony and the chickens are already coming home to roost; i.e., token, corporatized arbitration of Imperialism-in-crisis in ways America cannot stop, no matter how many female and non-white girl bosses they turn into unironic Amazons, vampires, Medusa, etc! “Home” as a fatal portrait will decay until it eats itself, specifically the next-in-line. Our rights are stripped down and eaten by the state until our right to exist becomes anathema, zombie-like. Then the state dies. Until then, the state is always “in danger” as something to abject onto labor threatening the nuclear families of the middle class; rinse and repeat (source: “Back to the Necropolis,” 2024).

3. Per Volume Zero, fascists will predictably respond with deception and violence; i.e., acting “oppressed” when we “break” (critique/revolutionize) their canonical masks and monstrous toys (all heroes are monsters). As such, weird canonical nerds will respond with Man Box/”prison sex” behaviors tied to the profit motive: open aggression, condescension, reactionary indignation and DARVO. This applies to film critics, speedrunners, cosplayers, and basically any form of content/media you could think of/up regarding consumption, creation or privatization. […] Nazis defend Nazis, and Nazis (token or not) defend capital. Listen to the stink they pitch and expose them as you do—with your Aegis! They won’t be able to resist tone-policing or otherwise attacking Medusa out in the open, but won’t be able to harm you if you flash behind buffers (which the Internet provides, sex work being so taboo and commercialized that it becomes hard for fascists [or sex workers] to talk about at all because bare-and-exposed forms aren’t “ad friendly” but, for us, become a place to congregate and confer); e.g., Fired Up Stilettos, below, fighting for the decriminalization of sex work (sloganizing “stripping doesn’t equal consent” and “tip me” through them using their bodies to advertise inclusive graffiti/billboard activism); i.e., actual guerrillas out-maneuvering the clumsy imperial pig playing “guerilla” themselves (source: “‘Death by Snu-Snu!’: From Herbos to Himbos, part 2,” 2024).

4. Hell, as I’ve said, is always a place on Earth[2]; i.e., from “Transylvania” in quotes to Palestine and neighboring territories of conquest defended by state forces even when the apocalypse denudes; e.g., the Rational National’s “Israel Strikes Sheltering Palestinians In Open Defiance Of Recent ICJ Order” (2024). To this, Rafah is being bombed to the same degree as Gaze by the IDF disobeying the ICJ (no surprise, there) because that’s what the state does. American liberals and centrists elsewhere will ignore these realities until they can’t, then condemn them with meaningless lip service that both sides everything and shed tears at the funerals of those presented as undead. We cannot avoid or hide from it, but must go where power is to calculate and learn from it, mid-calculated risk: fucking with the undead as our friends, but also speaking to state disguises posturing as such (source: “A Crash-Course Introduction to Vampires (and Witches),” 2024).

(source film: Cemetery Man, 1994)

5. Capitalism achieves profit by moving money through nature; profit is built on trauma and division, wherein anything that serves profit gentrifies and decays, over and over while preying on nature. Trauma, then, cultivates strange appetites, which vary from group to group per the usual privileges and oppression as intersecting differently per case; i.e., psychosexual trauma (the regulation of state sex, terror and force) and feeding in decay but also shapeshifting and knowledge exchange vis-à-vis nature as monstrous-feminine: something to destroy by the state or defend from it using the same aesthetics. […] To avoid war and rape as system harm/generational trauma and stolen generations, etc, we must learn from the dead as something we embody through our Wisdom of the Ancients. Like a Gothic heroine in a castle, the liberatory ideal is exploration leading deeper inside—to heal from police atrocities, tokenistic exploitation, and compelled perversions occurring through feminism and genderqueer politics (and other minorities) in decay (e.g., TERFs, queer and Afronormativity, Zionism, etc), and genocide, et al (source: “A Cruel Angel’s (Modular) Thesis,” 2024).

6. Specifically keep the previous module thesis argument in mind, as I won’t have time to set it up and stress it neatly per monster type as either undead or demonic animals […] As such, bearing pain and feeding or transformation and knowledge/power exchange is anisotropic is anisotropic in animalized language; trauma makes us decay/corrupt as monstrous-feminine or fascist (token or not), albeit in ways that cause us to develop undead/demonic feeding habits that are some degree sex-positive or sex-coercive. It’s seldom clean, too, lurking in the odd grey area of the theatre stage and monster costume. Nor are these forces unique to neoliberal Capitalism, with past poets closer to death, rape and raw sexuality in ways we’re alienated from now (save in fetishized forms that serve profit). Hauntology lets us brush up with the past as nostalgic in ways that never existed and push towards Communism as aborted by capital/the project of abjection (and other Gothic theories).

You’ve probably noticed the expanding of said thesis to including undead and demonic elements over the course of the volume; this trend will only continue when we look at the creative successes of proletarian praxis (and sex, gender and identity-as-performance in Volume Three when combating tokenism) [source: Call of the Wild; or Sex Education: Trans-forming the World through the Trans, Intersex and Non-binary Mode of Being,” 2025].

These are various quotes/thesis elements that I selected arbitrarily when originally writing this new opening to Volume Three; re: six months ago; i.e., elements that stress variables tied to tokenism as a force to beware and combat while embodying Medusa: as someone to double based on prior Venus twins. I won’t stress any of these quotes, here, because they were written after this book volume was; I simply want you to have access to several on top of the explanations I just gave, with Nyx’s help. Of course, feel free to access all the book volumes and use whatever quotes or exhibits that you like; I just found these ones to be especially germane to the Praxis Volume, in hindsight—i.e., as thesis arguments wrote afterwards based on this older groundwork I’d previously laid for such things and returned to, with a basket thereof: of quotes, exhibits, and a historic backlog of thesis material while returning to where it all started (and will start again, again, again…).

The beauty of any thesis statement, then, is being able to go into an older corpus and modify it, yet spear a follow-through that endures across time insofar as liberation and revenge play out. For instance, the core, paragraph-sized goal of my project—the series abstract and breaking Capitalist Realism on the Aegis—has remained relatively constant over a million-plus words, but the thesis (skeleton) of Volume One and Volume Two’s bodies are things I’ve been able to revisit after a relative amount of time away from the drawing board.

In short, we workers can sexualize things, too, but also reinforce them in our daily lives. As such, I was able to “Wolverine” my arguments, steelmanning them (therefore Medusa) by replacing the regular bones with sturdier forms. This is standard practice in thesis writing and something had I learned gradually over time; i.e., by constantly returning to my older work, mid-reflection, effectively studying the Medusa while dancing with her as holistic study! With Volume Two, part two, for example, I didn’t have to embark upon additional thesis work; re: “Our Sweet Revenge; or, Being Ourselves While Reclaiming Anal Rape” (which Nyx [who loves anal sex and Amazonian theatrics] also appeared in, below); i.e., any more than I have to reflect on it again, here, during holistic study as I have done, have done, have done, mid-Amazonomachia. I just like doing it; Amazons rock and teaching with them is fun and effective.

Past and present, then, I have routinely figured I “might as well”; i.e., given my already having written three books before returning to this one! Each and every time, it seemed like a waste not to; i.e., especially when I had the time, resources and expertise under my belt, but also a wide group of friends to camp canon with; re: like Nyx, who I feature in “Rape Reprise” when talking about the whore’s revenge against tokenism policing nature; i.e., their “Aegis” personifies Medusa as I worship her to subvert the usual subjugation Amazons are forced to suffer and reenact! Anal back = land back as a matter of reclaimed labor through ludo-Gothic BDSM putting “rape” (ergo violence, terror and monsters) in quotes! None of this aims to confuse anyone for the Cause, instead being provided for your benefit—as a visual aid/stimulant, but also teaching device with cryptonymic potential (re: “pussy on the chainwax“)! Canon needs to be camped through what it controls; i.e., through sex with force out the Imperium of Antiquity into “antique” derelicts. What photos we leave behind are puzzles to teach with, as such. So stare and tremble!

(artist: Nyx)

To this, I wanted to cement the usual dualistic parallels, mid-Mandelbrot, but also expand on them heaven-in-a-wild-flower to account for diversity as a vital component to Gothic Communism: intersectional solidarity as a holistic response to challenging profit alienizing its usual whores to seek revenge against (re: those “of nature” to modular persecutorial degrees; e.g., witches, vampires and goblins, among others). Camping capital can’t really be done by going “bare bones,” so I used Volume Three’s “children” to build more monsters in different chapters, symposiums and essays; i.e., those that make up Volumes Zero through Two—not just a pearl, but a black pearl dense with dark data and murky origins (systemic redundancy being the key to survival, mid-passage)!

By comparison, Volume Three—as I have repeatedly explained, here and elsewhere—is largely the grain of sand before the pearl was created. Hindsight remains, of course, but referring to the ghostly essence of what eventually crystalized into the rest of my book series is important: it’s largely how you’ll be working within the mode, yourselves; i.e., how I did before I wrote my PhD, manifesto, and Monster Volume, as well as anything that comes after Sex Positivity when leaving it behind for you to find! “Look on our Works, ye Mighty!” Savor us!

(artist: Nyx)

To it, everything above amounts to reference material that came afterwards, and which you can use, moving forwards while coming yourselves; i.e., when performing and reflecting on your own proletarian praxis synthesizing mine into something closer to Gothic Communism: than I (or my friends) could manage before you. Use what remains to code your future corpses, loading their photographic likenesses with fresh data!

Rome wasn’t burned in day. Nor was capital, In keeping with my core areas of research, its transformation could occur through speedrunning and Metroidvania—meaning expressed in monomyth poetics/the Promethean Quest’s usual exchanges, and in ways where my opinions gradually changed over time (re: “Those Who Walk Away from Speedrunning,” 2025)—or it could be straight-up sex work mid-ludo-Gothic BDSM versus forms of sex work that tie into sex minus overt sexual activity. Regardless, form is secondary to function; re: flow determines function, not aesthetics. That’s how challenging tokenism works and why repeatedly returning to past ideas (and states of reflection) remains vital when reviving the Medusa as a sex-positive force; i.e., not a subjugated Amazon, but a subversive one! And yet, doing becomes a constant state of transition—something to roll in the hay (or around on the floor) with while passing whatever data on that you’re able to impart: the Medusas of today wear boy shorts, nerdy glasses and little pink fuck-me boots!

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

Ergo, Volume Three picks up the slack, but also is the slack; re: the spectres of the proverbial “past” as both younger and older than us, melting inside Medusa’s cauldron to make said past gayer than Marx did (with me learning from Cuwu despite them being younger than me and Marxist-Leninist, and them learning from me despite me being older than them and an-Com, above). Humanity isn’t parthenogenic, and never really “gets old” under such bio-mechanical modes of exchange; i.e., from the sense-and-sensibility psychomachia of master and apprentice to model and muse, it takes two (or more) to tango—and for which Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism is social-sexual, and rebellion more broadly a famously horrendous mess because of it: while passing past knowledge down, meaning “as divided by capital” and reflective of that division in black/white language (e.g., virgin/whore) entering the usual grey areas! Time, as Bakhtin explained per the Gothic chronotope, is organic. To look on the past as the Gothic do means to revive it per the legends and language of power and death in duality (re: dynastic primacy and hereditary rites on/off the fatal portrait)! Such is how Cuwu and I did it, or Nyx and I, or anyone else breaking state tools (thus monopolies) with their own bodies together or separate from myself. It all goes into the same cosmic cum dumpster.

I think you get the gist. Before we proceed, though, let me grant a couple last-minute points to consider when penetrating the egg (four pages). Whatever the media, rape is profit under Capitalism, which relies not just on predation, but community silence to continue itself in bad copies practicing falsehoods for the state; e.g., speedrunning as white, male and cis-het extending to streaming platform Kick’s Nazi pedophile problem but also streamers like Dr. Disrespect[3] protected by the system; i.e., like the black penitents from Ann Radcliffe’s novels (more on streamers when we look at weird canonical nerds like Caleb Hart, Ian Kochinski and Man Box culture, in Chapter Four). So when you’re playing with rape, you must remember you’re playing with power as something to revisit and alter for workers’ benefit, aggregating on their behalf (the tradition of all dead whore’s from past generations, Marx; re: “The Eighteenth Brumaire“): while facing the system aggregating self-righteously against you; i.e., the state employing DARVO and obscurantism in defense of profit, but also literally killing the whistleblower (Second Thought’s “We All Know It’s Happening,” 2024) and always while saying “think of the women and children!” The state and its territories become, to it, an unweeded garden grown to seed, thus something for the state to “weed” while keeping its pimp-like hold on things in ways that tokenize and resist tokenization in equal measure:

(artist: Rae Moon)

Simply put, profit defends itself, thus rape through violence and lies, but also costumes, bodies and masks; i.e., per my PhD thesis statement, Capitalism sexualizes everything—doing so by tokenizing outwards to police and harvest labor through nature-as-monstrous-feminine; e.g., hairy pussies (above). In turn, those touched by trauma tend to advertise it (that “goth” look) as something to play with, weird attracting weird. This includes playing with our abusers’ terror weapons; i.e., as things to reclaim through our own cryptonymy’s masks and costumes, boundaries and barriers; re: during the whore’s paradox/the paradox of rape unfolding while playing with “rape” in quotes; re: the anal Amazon thesis being “land back” and “body back” by taking our labor and rights back from the state per the whore’s revenge against profit (from the Demon Module):

(artist: Aria Rain)

First, capital sexualizes everything to rape nature in modular terror language, including Amazons and anal; i.e., the world under Capitalism arranges heteronormatively in service to capital, whose Cartesian/settler-colonial structure rapes nature through said language; e.g., Amazons being used classically to control women by Ancient Athenians, not free them; re (from a few pages back): “The state controls sex and gender in monstrous-feminine language because these are where power (and trauma) are found […] their ideas of power revolve around ideas of state revenge also dressed up: the pimp dominating nature-as-monstrous-feminine, doubling and dominating it through tokenized double standards; e.g., anal sex [and Amazons].” The state only tolerates the problematic love of Amazons and anal when their challenge (to the ancient canonical laws) is nominal; i.e., provided their counterfeits serve profit in canonical terror language that furthers abjection. As something to combine, but also canonize in different performances, anal is a place and parlance of trauma to give and receive through tokenized enforcers dressed up as warriors—Amazons being a half-real theatrical device forever trapped between genuine rebellion and false, targeting vulnerable body parts in vulnerable areas (e.g., the bathroom). Things like Amazons and anal, then, become canonically binarized to best give or receive state force (mainly police violence) pursuant to profit. To challenge profit and Capitalist Realism on and offstage, workers must camp state terror inside of itself—anisotropically with Amazons and anal to reverse terror/counterterror with subversive irony during liminal expression (source: “Our Sweet Revenge; or, Being Ourselves While Reclaiming Anal Rape, mid-Amazonomachia,” 2024).

Literal assholes aside, such forbidden zones extend readily enough to overlapping persecution networks pursuant to blood libel, sodomy and witch hunts; re: profit achieved via Cartesian thought, heteronormativity and settler colonialism (and other state tools) enforcing the ancient canonical laws into the nuclear model—i.e., as it currently exists, post-Rome but haunted by “Rome” as hauntologically something to quell or revive—among other modular-yet-intersecting forms of persecution language: monsters that, so often, tie to the body and its labor as sexualized by the state for profit (thus alienation, rape and ultimately genocide as unfolding per the usual cyclical patterns and “black” left-behinds; re: the infernal concentric pattern, Cycle of Kings, Shadow of Pygmalion, etc).

As a matter of synthesizing catharsis, mid-praxis, the only way to fight that process (of abjection) is to go to the half-real space where exploitation and liberation both call home and anisotropically flow power towards workers; re: as monstrous-feminine during the dialectic of the alien. Anything that can be pimped by the state is a whore to police through monomythic forms, which we camp to survive using what we have as whores (offshoots of the Big Whore, Medusa). That is the whore’s power to salvage from profit, on the Aegis: an undead, demonic and/or animalistic egregore to conjure up during the liminal hauntology of war and speak to what was denied in the past; i.e., which we can revive in various forms of “past” through ourselves: to pass on, thus honor the Medusa and nature, as monstrous-feminine having its revenge (female/white or not) against profit and the state! Such revenge has a home to rise from, a burial ground that—in keeping with Gothic—is also an “almost holy” graveyard that stretches wide to swallow you!

(artist: Kitty Has One)

The Gothic is a quest, one that famously searches for the Numinous, which the Medusa—as the ghost of the counterfeit—is; re: the black queen to turn the world, as capital has arranged it, upside-down! Beyond Faustian bargains (re: “Summoning Demons“), this reckoning happens during Promethean Quests from Mary Shelley onwards (re: “Making Demons“). To it, there are no kings or queens under Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism, hence no gods or masters of the traditional, vertical sort; it’s a group effort—one bravely made to gradually restore horizontal stability to a devastated world ravished by capital on all registers. By challenging tokenism in neo-medieval variations of as(s)ymmetrical warfare, we’re not just whores to pimp/slaves to be productive “to the grind,” getting’ busy for the owner class; we’re allowed to hang loose/self-define through a multi-purpose (and multi-media) approach to our lives: something to look upon and savor as one does a goddess! Love feels good, as does having the Satanic power to say and show it (as avatars of the Medusa) however we all agree upon! This pandemonic covenant is collective, gooey.

To it, monopolies are a myth only once we break them on the Aegis! So be bold when doing so, your own Gothic homecomings living ever onwards! Tremble with a power the state sees in us, which we paradoxically take back, mid-exposure! Through the cryptonymy process, nudity is our armor! And while our past becomes a Gorgon-esque poetry to revisit and endlessly play with, each return remains unique and fun; re from Percy Shelley to me (from “The Quest for Power”):

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—”Two vast and shapely buns of stone

Thrust up in the desert. … Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a peerless visage sighs, whose smile,

And pillow lip, and smirk of warm delight,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that enjoyed them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

‘My name is Ozymandias, Queen of queens;

Look on my Ass, ye Mighty, and despair!’

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away (source).

In keeping with Medusa, life and death are two sides of the same coin, the Gothic is a bad echo on purpose. However surreal (re: Giger), use it to make a better world while rising from the ashes of past attempts!

Your Commy Mommy (and all her friends speaking through her),

—Persephone van der Waard

(artist: Nyx)

Onto “Foreplay: Introduction, Before the Plunge, and Thanking Harmony (again)“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] Far less than Volume Two, which similar to the manifesto actually experienced multiple expansions (e.g., the Poetry Module) and essays prior to its final release.

[2] Re (from Volume Zero): Under Capitalist Realism, Hell is a place that always appears on Earth [or an Earth- like double]—a black fortress threatening state hegemony during the inevitable decay of a colonial body. Its widening state of exception must then be entered by the hero during the liminal hauntology of war as a repeatable, monomythic excursion—a franchise to subdue during military optimism sold as a childhood exercise towards “playing war” in fantastical forms; e.g., Castlevania or Metroid. Conjure a Radcliffean menace inside the Imperial Core, then meet it with American force (source: “Scouting the Field”).

[3] Hasan Abi’s “Kick Is Falling Apart” (2024) and “Why Dr. Disrespect Was Banned,” (2023).

Book Sample: “All the World” Volume Contents and Disclaimer

“All the World” is a blog-style book promotion, originally inspired by those done with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose for Volume Two; re: “Brace for Impact,”  “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil” (2024), as well as “Make It Real” for Volume One and “The Total Codex” for Volume Zero. Those promotions sought to promote and provide their volume’s individual pieces for easy public viewing in single-post form; re: for the Poetry ModuleUndead Module and Demon Module, followed by my PhD and manifesto. “All the World,” by comparison, caps off my book series with a promotion for Volume Three; re: my Praxis Volume. As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series. This specific promo post includes Volume One’s table of contents (and hyperlinks to each post), followed by the book disclaimer.

Further Reading: As of 3/13/2025, I’ve given every book volume/(sub)module its own promotion series. Access all of them, here.

The “All the World” promotion is currently being assembled and uploaded, one piece at a time, and will be full online sometime in the next two months. The writing for it is largely completed, but I’m still illustrating it. —Perse, 4/17/2025

Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer found either at the bottom of this page or on its own webpage.

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Contents (for Volume Three) 

Volume Three, unlike Volume Two, lacks separate modules or sub-volumes. Instead, it is entirely self-contained. Even so, its material still divides into different sections, whose main three I’ve outlined ahead of time. The Praxis Volume divides in two halves and five larger chapters:

Volume Three, part one lays out sex positivity and sex coercion—but also the liminal areas between them—in a two-part introduction, followed by three chapters:

    • Opening and Foreplay set the table, preparing the reader for a 2025 release of this older book; i.e., written originally in 2022 and early 2023 (with some minor changes first in 2024 and now in 2025).
    • Chapter One focuses on sex positivity and the “creative successes” of proletarian praxis—how Gothic Communism, when correctly performed, cultivates empathy under Capitalism through mutual consent, informed consumption, de facto education and descriptive sexuality as things to materially imagine (often through ironic parody and “perspective” pastiche) through Gothic poetics.
    • Chapter Two explores their dialectical foil, sex coercion, whereupon Capitalism “zombifies” consumers into “lobotomizing” themselves and others, resulting in abject, fetishizing witch-hunts, toxic love and criminal sexuality as historical-material outcomes; i.e., that seek to control sex and thoughts/cultural attitudes about sex, including the sexist, obfuscating ambivalence of Gothic canon’s coercive BDSM, fetishes and kink.
    • Chapter Three enters the “grey area” of cultural appreciation, examining: the culturally appreciative, sexually descriptive irony of Gothic counterculture’s reverse abjection with sex-positive BDSM, kink and fetishization; as well as asexuality, queer-/homonormative gatekeeping and the ambiguities of trans, non-binary, intersex, and drag existence, but also their assorted discriminations begot from weird canonical nerds and the canonical media that turns them into harmful bigots.

Volume Three, part two concerns sex positivity versus sex coercion. It contains Chapters Four and Five plus the Conclusion, which concerns the creative successes of proletarian praxis versus state praxis. Time to fight!

    • Chapter Four explores sexism and other bigotries within a gradient of canonical moderacy and reactionary politics in popular, sexualized media—TERF hauntologies, sublimated war pastiche, girl/war bosses, and queer tokenism at large.
    • Chapter Five seeks to provide lasting solutions based on emotionally/Gothically intelligent activists who can detect, recognize and separate all of the above when creating their own cryptonymic material, all while enacting Gothic Communism, outing state proponents, and living in a brave new world of sexy “awakened” monsters: the liminally subversive/transgressive zombies, ghosts, vampires, witches, Amazons, etc.
    • “Pussy on the Chainwax!” closes out the book, giving the reader two basic choices: a) to serve the state and Capitalist Realism, bringing about the actual end of the world, or b) to face the perceived “end of the world” in order to stop of the Promethean cycle (and ultimate desolate conclusion) of Capitalism.

These sections essentially function as a module would for Volume Two, save that they operate deliberately inside one book volume rather than dividing it up into separate modules (a tenable goal, given my thesis volume is quite a bit shorter than Volume Twos various modules); i.e., Volume Three takes Sex Positivity‘s entire thesis argument from Volume Zero, simplified arguments from Volume One (“the basics”), and applied poetic-historical elements from Volume Two, and combines it all into praxis; i.e., regarding the creative successes thereof, regarding the proletarian side of things. It is my oldest volume, meaning I wrote it first and—in keeping with my usual roundabout, oft-backwards style—am suitably releasing it last. It is my most conversational volume, hence written for daily synthesis grasping at theory as an afterthought to tangible results.

Cover model: Harmony Corrupted

Volume Summary

Volume Three: Praxis, parts one and two (TBA) combine Volume Zero’s complex theory, Volume One’s simplified theory/synthetic model, and Volume Two’s monster history and application; i.e., as something to challenge the state by fostering our own creative successes of proletarian praxis, and whose mutual consent, informed consumption and informed consent, sex-positive de facto education, descriptive sexuality and cultural appreciation boil down to sex positivity (and liberation) versus sex coercion while developing Gothic Communism (with a huge focus on resisting tokenization; e.g., TERFs).

In other words, Volume Three covers the informed, intersectionally continuous application of successful proletarian praxis as we reinterpret the Gothic past pushing for universal liberation. Striking a careful, intuitive balance between pure theory and taught instruction, its introduction/summation takes Volume Zero’s theoretical backbone, Volume One’s simplified teaching approach and Volume Two’s past lessons, then outlines the dialectical-material objectives through which to apply our central Gothic theories—i.e., in a dialectical-material way using updated, posthumanist models (expanded beyond Cartesian thought) in order to achieve Gothic Communism one step at a time. This includes the creative successes of proletarian praxis, which the volume explores in relation to state forces who resist their transformative power to keep things the same; i.e., the state vs workers, generally by pitting the latter against each other. A huge part of proletarian praxis, then, involves a gradual development of emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness during our updated teaching approach and labor negotiations when expressed during ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., to counterattack state forces in service to our larger goals—our six Gothic-Marxist tenets—thwarting Capitalist Realism.

approximate volume length (“): ~234,000 words/795 pages and ~394 unique images (subject to change)

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

Setting the Stage (opening, outline and preface)

Opening Summary

The opening and preface to Volume Thee (written in 2025), as well as some additional paratextual materials not released (outside of the PDF files) until this point.

Posts

  • -2. “Appetizers; or, Paratextual Documents for Volumes One through Three“: Various smaller and less essential paratextual documents (versus more essential ones; re: “Paratextual (Gothic) Documents“); i.e., those included inside the volume PDFs released after my PhD. Length: ~23 pages.
  • -1a. “Opening to Volume Three: Regarding Tokenism and Fighting It” (feat. Nyx and Cuwu): The opening for the entire volume. Returns to Volume Three after three years, considering how it was written originally and modified over time, but also its primary focus since Sex Positivity started in July 2022; i.e., dealing first with TERFs and then other forms of normativity that overlap with token feminism; e.g., Afronormativity. Length: ~22 pages.
  • 0. “Foreplay: Praxis Volume Outline, part one” (section opening): A small batch of considerations and last-minute business before jumping in. Opening Length: ~2 pages
    • 0a. “With Harmony’s Help: Addressing Volume Three’s Grand Emptiness and Ambitions through a Good Friend” (feat. Harmony Corrupted—included with section opening): A 2025 addendum that acknowledges the state of Volume Three—i.e., after returning to it, three years after starting it, and making various small changes to it, but mostly keeping it the same—and, at the same time, paying homage to Harmony Corrupted, my greatest muse and one of Sex Positivity‘s biggest inspirations after it began. Length: ~5 pages
    • 0b. “Introduction: Dialectical Materialism (with Monsters—included with section opening) Takes Volume Zero’s theory, Volume One’s synthesis and Volume Two’s past lessons on Gothic poetics (history and application) to outline the objectives by which to apply our project’s central Gothic theories; i.e., in a dialectical-material way using updated, posthumanist models (expanded beyond Cartesian thought) to better achieve Gothic Communism one step at a time. Length: ~10 pages.
    • 0c. “Before the Plunge: A Dialectical-Material Summation of Gothic Communism’s Execution (in Opposition—included with section opening)“: Outlines the dialectical-material execution through which proletarian praxis becomes possible, mid-opposition. Length: ~14 pages

Part one: Sex Positivity and Sex Coercion

Opening Summary

Volume Three, part one (section opening): Lays out sex positivity and sex coercion—but also the liminal areas between them—in a two-part introduction, followed by three chapters: Opening Length: ~1 page

  • 1. Chapter One: Sex Positivity. “‘The Seeds of Rebellion’—Sex Positivity and the Tools of the Trade” (chapter opening—included with section opening); re: Focuses on sex positivity and the “creative successes” of proletarian praxis—how Gothic Communism, when correctly performed, cultivates empathy under Capitalism through mutual consent, informed consumption, de facto education and descriptive sexuality as things to materially imagine (often through ironic parody and “perspective” pastiche) through Gothic poetics. Opening Length: ~2 pages
    • 1a. “Illustrating Mutual Consent: Empathy” (included with section opening): Introduces the first of the creative successes of proletarian praxis, and considers how empathy factors into illustrating mutual consent on all registers; i.e., through popular media of different kinds discussing empathy as something to illustrate ourselves; e.g., the “draw me like your French girls” scene from Titanic (1996) and the art lecture scene from Sense8 (2011). Length: ~19 pages
    • 1b. “Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy“: A follow-up to “Illustrating Mutual Consent” that focuses on empathy as something to recognize, mid-illustration; i.e., as “half-real,” vis-à-vis Jesper Juul’s idea of “the realm between fiction and the rules” as further taken, by me, between fiction and non-fiction, on and offstage; e.g., between sex workers like myself and Meowing from Hell, but also actress Sean Jones and her own abuse on and off the Blade Runner (1982) set. Length: ~35 pages
    • 1c. “Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators Using Parody and Parallel Space“: Explores informed consumption according to informed/mutual consent as enacted by sex workers; i.e., as de facto (extracurricular) sex educators educating through iconoclastic art, but especially parody and parallel space; e.g., Monty Python, H.R. Giger and New Order. Length: ~17 pages
    • 1d. “Reversing Abjection: Describing Sexuality vs Prescribing Sexual Modesty“: Discusses reversing abjection vs prescribing sexual modesty in Gothic stories; i.e., on the same half-real stages; e.g., Alien and its own 1970s rape fantasies borrowed from older times and transported into newer retro-future ones. Length: ~15 pages
    • 1e. “‘Get Nervous!’: The Fur(r)tive Rebellion of Body Hair and the ‘Toxic’ Shock of Critical ‘Trash,’ Zombie Capitalism, and ‘Monster Mash’ Rock Operas” (feat. Mercedes the Muse)Our holistic examination of the above ideas; i.e., combining them through body hair and whistleblower counterculture/schlock media (re: Mercedes) to conceptualize development: as an active, playful means of critical engagement/thought and poetic expression conducive to developing Gothic Communism. Length: ~43 pages

  • 2. Chapter Two: Sex Coercion. “‘Under the Influence’—Sex Coercion under Zombie Capitalism, Including Bad Drugs and Voluntary Lobotomy” (chapter opening); re: Explores their dialectical foil, sex coercion, whereupon Capitalism “zombifies” consumers into “lobotomizing” themselves and others, resulting in abject, fetishizing witch-hunts, toxic love and criminal sexuality as historical-material outcomes; i.e., that seek to control sex and thoughts/cultural attitudes about sex, including the sexist, obfuscating ambivalence of Gothic canon’s coercive BDSM, fetishes and kink. Opening Length: ~4 pages
    • 2a. “Witch Cops and Victims: Fetishized Witch hunters and -Hunted in the Ever-growing Police State” (included with chapter opening):Introduces the idea of token minorities in Gothic language; i.e., witch cops operating in bad faith. Length: ~23 pages
    • 2b. “‘Which Witch?’—’What is a Witch?’ part one: An Example of Proletarian Witches in The Last of Us (2023)“: A close-read of the gay couple from 2023’s The Last of Us, considering the proletarian aspects to queer witches living under a decaying police state/zombie apocalypse (essentially a precursor to the “Bad Dreams” section from the Undead Module). Length: ~11 pages
    • 2c. “Ruling through Fear: Dogma and Economics” (included with “Which Witch?”): Briefly introduces the neoliberal execution of the Protestant ethic; i.e., through fear and dogma as a socio-economic model, one canonically guided by guilty (demonic) pleasures and coercive wish fulfillment. ~8 pages
    • 2d. “‘Real Life’: Toxic Love and Criminal Sexuality in True Crime” (feat. Killing Stalking, Jeffery Dahmer and Ted Bundy): Considers toxic love, criminal hauntology and the demon lover (re: Ann Radcliffe); i.e., as worshipped through said hauntologies—specifically out of the 1970s and into neoliberalism’s endless tenure pimping such things on a 24-hour news cycle. Length: ~15 pages
    • 2e. “Gothic Ambivalence: Canonical Torture in the Internet Age; or the Wish Fulfillment of Guilty Pleasure, Bad Play and Sex-Coercive Demon BDSM“: Considers, despite the prevalence of demon BDSM in canon, its Gothic ambivalence; i.e., in ways that we can take and demonstrably play with: as demonic vis-à-vis guilty pleasure and its wish fulfillment, mid-liminal-expression; e.g., Clive Barker’s Cenobite’s from Hellraiser (1987) into more recent examples like Lilith from Diablo IV (2024). Length: ~26 pages

  • 3. Chapter Three: Liminality. “‘A Zone… of Danger!’—Fifty Shades of Gay (Area)” (chapter opening); re: Enters the “grey area” of cultural appreciation, examining: the culturally appreciative, sexually descriptive irony of Gothic counterculture’s reverse abjection with sex-positive BDSM, kink and fetishization; as well as asexuality, queer-/homonormative gatekeeping and the ambiguities of trans, non-binary, intersex, and drag existence, but also their assorted discriminations begot from weird canonical nerds and the canonical media that turns them into harmful bigots. Opening Length: ~3 pages
    • 3a. “Exquisite Torture in the Internet Age: The Appreciative Irony of Gothic Iconoclasm; or, the Subversive Power of Good Play and Sex-Positive Demon BDSM during Counterculture Performance Art” (included with chapter opening): Explores playing with demon BDSM iconoclastically for the first time in this book series, eventually evolving into ludo-Gothic BDSM (re: from my PhD, onwards; see: “Concerning Rape Play“). Length: ~23 pages
    • 3b. “Selling Sex, SWERFs and Un(der)paid Sex Work“: Explores the basic mechanisms of selling sex (as something to play with and perform, using Gothic poetics); i.e., vis-à-vis SWERFs and the generally underpaid nature of said activities and how art portrays them as automatically sexual despite there being an ace component; re: public nudism as often coming out of canon as something to camp; e.g., Art Frahm. Length: ~16 pages
    • 3c. “Crash Course: An Introduction to Asexuality and Demisexuality“: Having introduced an “ace” potential during Gothic poetics merged with public nudism/sex work at large, we’ll now unpack asexuality and demisexuality versus sexual expression; i.e., on the same larger gradient. Length: ~8 pages
    • 3d. “Queer-/Homonormativity in Sex-Centric Canon“: Explores the normative elements to queer-coded stories in popular media. Length: ~13 pages
    • 3e. “Sexualized Queerness and Ace Voices in Sex-Normalized (Fan/Meta)Fiction“: Considers queer normativity as sexualized, with ace voices navigating said sexualization in various kinds of fan/meta fiction (e.g., Harry Potter). Length: ~13 pages
    • 3f. “Defined Through Sex: Sex Normativity in Popular Media“: Considers the amatonormative side to sex as normalized in popular media; e.g., Wentworth (2013), Heartbreak High (2022), or Game of Thrones (2009). Length: ~12 pages
    • 3g. “Pigtail Power and Crossdressing: Sex Repulsion in Gothic/Queer Narratives” (feat. Wednesday and Barbarian): A close-read, one that considers the “ace” ability of pigtailed Radcliffean Gothic heroines; i.e., to explore psychosexual trauma while navigating its homely perils from the outside, in; re: during the liminal hauntology of war. Length: ~12 pages
    • 3h. “Artistic Nudity and Asexual Bodies/Relationships in Art; Gay Artists“: Considers how artistic nudity and asexual bodies/relationships help form special bonds between workers; i.e., between (historically gay) men and feminine/female models. Length: ~11 pages
    • 3i. “Inside the Man Box; or, Patriarchal, Nerdy Hatred Against Transgender/Non-binary People, Intersexuality and Drag” (feat. Caleb Hart, She-Hulk, twinks/femboys, goblins, and more—subchapter opening): Takes the above ideas and considers the etiology (causes) of GNC genocide under Capitalism as something to interrogate through our relationships; e.g., trans, enby and intersex people/drag performers, whose monstrous-feminine relationships (re: twinks, femboys, etc) are informed by medieval art and Gothic fiction; i.e., under capital as a system that sexualizes its victims, teaching future police agents to neglect, attack or otherwise abuse those parties for profit: within the Man Box and “prison sex” mentality furthering the Shadow of Pygmalion’s patriarchal influence to harm nature as monstrous-feminine. Opening Length: ~2 pages
      • 3i1. ” part one: Ontological Ambiguities” (feat. twinks, femboys and shunga—included with subchapter opening): Examine some of the ontological, monstrous-feminine ambiguities that prompt stochastic terrorists to attack the queer community and their representations in popular media (commenting on hauntological, Gothic variants wherever applicable). Length: ~16 pages
      • 3i2. ” part two: “Canonical Discrimination in Videogames, Including Fan Art and Speedrunner/Streamer Culture (feat. Caleb Hart, She-Hulk and goblins)“: Examines the attackers’ problematic, Faustian education that leads to an attacker’s mindset: through traditional modes of male education learned by weird canonical nerds like Caleb Hart through sexist (monomythic) videogames and gamer “Man Box” culture, which didactically appropriates twinks, catboys/femboys, etc. Length: ~35 pages
      • 3i3. ” part three: “Poison was the Cure: On Goblins, Being a Weird Nerd and Trans Cryptonymy as a Monstrous Antidote to Bigots“: Takes a breather from canonical praxis and consider a defense that weird queer nerds can adopt when challenging the status quo, specifically my approach to goblins (and videogames) within iconoclastic media as something to synthesize ourselves. Length: ~26 pages
      • 3i4. ” part four: “Obliterating Phoebe: In the Shadow of Pygmalion, or the Weird Nerds’ Canonical Praxis at Large”: Examines how the world of canonical media—but especially e-sports—has informed bigoted attitudes in videogame culture, including how the elite are currently enabling these attacks in the predominantly male world of competitive e-sports; i.e., as “dominated” by sexist men similar to Caleb Hart obsessed with making their mark as he has: being “the best” in ways that overwrite the history of everyone else (we’ll focus on feminist moderacy and female/queer bigotries in Chapter Four). Length: ~43 pages

Part two: Sex Positivity versus Sex Coercion

Opening Summary

Volume Three, part two/”Hard Dicking: Praxis Volume Outline, part two” (section opening): Concerns sex positivity versus sex coercion. It contains Chapters Four and Five plus the Conclusion, which concerns the creative successes of proletarian praxis versus state praxis. Time to fight! Opening Length: ~2 page

  • 4. Chapter Four: Bad Faith. “‘Rise, my pretties! Rise!’—TERFs and Other Flying Monkey ‘Witch Cops’ and Girl War Bosses in Nerd Culture vis-à-vis Neoliberalism, Fascism and Genocide” (chapter opening—included with section opening); re: Explores sexism and other bigotries within a gradient of canonical moderacy and reactionary politics in popular, sexualized media; i.e., TERF hauntologies, sublimated war pastiche, girl/war bosses, and queer tokenism at large. Opening Length: ~3 pages
    • 4a. “Ladies First; or, the Grift of False Rebellion: A Brief Summary of the Regressive Amazonomachia of Girls Trapped inside the Man Box (Girl Bosses and War Bosses—included with section opening)“: Introduces subjugated Amazons and witch cops through classic female examples, but also how I’ve grappled with/camped said devices and actors in the past (re: Blxxd Bunny and Glenn the goblin). Length: ~13 pages
    • 4b. “A War Hauntology Primer—”What is a Witch?” part two: Nerdy Patriarchs, “Real Men” and So-Called Male “Witches,” including Liver King but also Shonen and Bishonen Pastiche (feat. Mega Man X)”: Considers male variants of the witch cop, but especially warrior personas of a fantastical, retro-future design. Length: ~17 pages
    • 4c. “Kento’s Dream: A Feast for Crows; or, Echoes of Fascism and Zombie Voltron within 1980s Neoliberal War Pastiche (feat. The Ronin Warriors)“: A further examination of witch-cop hauntologies beyond Mega Man, but from the same neoliberal period exporting Japanese media to America: The Ronin Warriors. Length: ~14 pages
    • 4d. “‘What is a Witch?’ part three: Attack of the Bad-Faith, Pussyhat Feminist Undead/Demons; or, the Fascism-in-Disguise of “Witch” Girl Bosses, Male Gatekeepers, and the Gender Critical Movement” (feat. Ian Kochinski): Goes beyond popular media to consider some of its bad actors/their disguise pastiche. Length: ~44 pages
    • 4e. “Selling War as Sacred: Sublimated War Pastiche and Gender Critical War Bosses in Overwatch 2, the Heteronormative Myth of the “Good War” in Saving Private Ryan, and Stonewalling Genderqueer Alternatives”: Presents a popular argument offered by bad actors in and out of popular media: war as sacred, thus something to sell under the Protestant ethic to maintain Capitalist Realism. Length: ~39 pages
    • 4f. “Accommodated/Assimilated Minorities, part one: My Story of Trans-on-Trans Violence; or, the Abuse of a Trans Women Sex Worker by AFAB Sex Workers (Cis or Trans)“: A recounting of my own experiences suffering witch cops—specifically cis-female sex workers punching down at me in May 2023. Length: ~8 pages
    • 4g. “Accommodated/Assimilated Minorities, part two: Trans TERFs, NERFs, and Queer Bosses” (feat. Natalie Wynn—included with “My Story”): My classic and formative interrogation of token trans actors, specifically Natalie Wynn, aka Contrapoints; i.e., whose NERF “gobstopper masks” (re: disguise pastiche) were critiqued initially by Essence of Thought and further examined by myself through Essence of Thought’s arguments. Length: ~18 pages

  • 5. Chapter Five: Rebellious Subterfuge. ‘Rise up, comrade zombies!’—The Revolutionary Undead’s Covert Activism/Cryptonymy during Liminal Counter-Expression” (chapter opening); re: Seeks to provide lasting solutions based on emotionally/Gothically intelligent activists who can detect, recognize and separate all of the above when creating their own cryptonymic material, all while enacting Gothic Communism, outing state proponents, and living in a brave new world of sexy “awakened” monsters: the liminally subversive/transgressive zombies, ghosts, vampires, witches, Amazons, etc. Opening Length: ~6 pages
    • 5a. “A Plan of Attack: Escaping the Man Box” (including with the chapter opening): Considers the basic idea of escaping the Man Box, hence Capitalist Realism; i.e., on the same stage populated by bad actors (re: witch cops). Length: ~11 pages
    • 5b. “Transgressive Nudism; or, Flashing Those with Power (re: Cryptonymy’s Origins)“: Introduces public nudism (and its buffers, online); i.e., as a vital instrument to practicing revolutionary cryptonymy on the Aegis. Length: ~33 pages
    • 5c. “‘Borrowed Robes,’ or Countering Nation Pastiche’s Sublimated War and Rape with Revolutionary Cryptonymy and Liminal Monster Porn in the Internet Age” (subchapter opening): Considers the idea of performative disguise, said borrowed robes conducive to revolutionary cryptonymy in a variety of forms. Opening Length: ~9 pages
      • 5c1. ” part one: “Proletarian Warrior Moms and Breeding Kinks” (feat. Nyx—included with subchapter opening): Explores one of my favorite monsters—Amazons, but also the rape fantasies (and fears) they classically embody and which revolutionary actions can gleefully subvert canon with. Length: ~18 pages
      • 5c2. “part two: “Moe/Ahegao, Incest, and Eco-Fascism in Japanese Exports” (feat. Street Fighter, Dragon Ball and Kubo and the Two Strings): Explores various theatrical devices of rape play that workers must camp; e.g., Moe/Ahegao, Incest, and Eco-Fascism; i.e., as they’re exported to American from Japan in the neoliberal age. Length: ~23 pages
    • 5d. “Rockstars: From Rock ‘n Roll Fans and Jimmi Hendrix’ Penis to Horror Movie Special Effects“: Sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll are an ancient form of protest; i.e., as reclaimed bread and circus, which this section considers through the social-sexual embodiment/reenactment of such things: the human body and memento mori. Length: ~15 pages
    • 5e. “Stand to Fight, then Raise Your Fist and ‘Bow’ to Duck the Imperial Boomerang: Further Expressions of Ironic Girl War Bosses, Sexy War, and Gender Irony“: Delves into more examples of revolutionary cryptonymy with which to protest through war-like imagery and riot. Length: ~34 pages
    • 5f. “Sexist Ire: Persecuting Iconoclasts (and Iconoclastic Vice Characters; feat. Elphaba Thropp)“: Warns of iconoclasm’s performative risk, and how reclaimed vice characters are punished without irony by state actors doubling our own subversive approaches. Length: ~10 pages
  • 6. “Pussy on the Chainwax!” (series conclusion): Closes the book series out, giving the reader two basic choices: a) to serve the state and Capitalist Realism, bringing about the actual end of the world, or b) to face the perceived “end of the world” in order to stop of the Promethean cycle (and ultimate desolate conclusion) of Capitalism. Length: ~9 pages

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Disclaimer

(disclaimer exhibit: Artist: Harmony Corrupted, who provided me with various materials from her Fansly account to use [with her permission] in my book, including cum photos. For those of legal age who enjoy Harmony’s work and want to see more than this website provides, consider subscribing to her Fansly account and then ordering a custom/tipping through her Ko-Fi. You won’t be disappointed!)

“If it was not good, it was true; if it was not artistic, it was sincere; if it was in bad taste, it was on the side of life.”

—Henry Miller, on criticism and the Supreme-Court-level lawsuit he received for writing The Tropic of Cancer (1934)

Regarding This Book’s Artistic/Pornographic Nudity and Sexual Content: Sex Positivity thoroughly discusses sexuality in popular media, including fetishes, kinks, BDSM, Gothic material, and general sex work; the illustrations it contains have been carefully curated and designed to demonstrate my arguments. It also considers pornography to be art, examining the ways that sex-positive art makes iconoclastic statements against the state. As such, Sex Positivity contains visual examples of sex-positive/sex-coercive artistic nudity borrowed from publicly available sources to make its educational/critical arguments. Said nudity has been left entirely uncensored for those purposes. While explicitly criminal sexual acts, taboos and obscenities are discussed herein, no explicit illustrations thereof are shown, nor anything criminal; i.e., no snuff porn, child porn or revenge porn. It does examine things generally thought of as porn that are unironically violent. Examples of uncensored, erotic artwork and sex work are present, albeit inside exhibits that critique the obscene potential (from a legal standpoint) of their sexual content: “ultimate sexual acts, normal or perverted, actual or simulated, masturbation, excretory functions, lewd exhibition of the genitals, or sado-masochistic sexual abuse” (source: Justice.gov). For instance, there is an illustrated example of uncensored semen—a “breeding kink” exhibit with zombie unicorns and werewolves (exhibit 87a)—that I’ve included to illustrate a particular point, but its purposes are ultimately educational in nature.

The point of this book isn’t to be obscene for its own sake, but to educate the broader public (including teenagers*) about sex-positive artwork and labor historically treated as obscene by the state. For the material herein to be legally considered obscene it would have to simultaneously qualify in three distinct ways (aka the “Miller” test):

  • appeal to prurient interests (i.e., an erotic, lascivious, abnormal, unhealthy, degrading, shameful, or morbid interest in nudity, sex, or excretion)
  • attempt to depict or describe sexual conduct in a patently offensive way (i.e., ultimate sexual acts, normal or perverted, actual or simulated, masturbation, excretory functions, lewd exhibition of the genitals, or sado-masochistic sexual abuse)
  • lack serious literary, artistic, political, or scientific value

Taken as a whole, this book discusses debatably prurient material in an academic manner, depicting and describing sexual conduct in a non-offensive way for the express purpose of education vis-à-vis literary-artistic-political enrichment.

*While this book was written for adults—provided to them through my age-gated website—I don’t think it should be denied from curious teenagers through a supervising adult. The primary reason I say this (apart from the trauma-writing sections, which are suitably intense and grave) is that the academic material can only be simplified so far and teenagers probably won’t understand it entirely (which is fine; plenty of books are like that—take years to understand more completely). As for sexually-developing readers younger than 16 (ages 10-15), I honestly think there are far more accessible books that tackle the same basic subject matter more quickly at their reading level. All in all, this book examines erotic art and sex positivity as an alternative to the sex education currently taught (or deliberately not taught) in curricular/extracurricular spheres. It does so in the hopes of improving upon canonical tutelage through artistic, dialectical-material analysis. 

Fair Use: This book is non-profit, and its artwork is meant for education, transformation and critique. For those reasons, the borrowed materials contained herein fall under Fair Use. All sources come from popular media: movies, fantasy artist portfolios, cosplayer shoots, candid photographs, and sex worker catalogs intended for public viewing. Private material has only been used with a collaborating artist’s permission (for this book—e.g., Blxxd Bunny‘s OF material or custom shoots; or as featured in a review of their sex work on my website with their consent already given from having done past work together—e.g., Miss Misery).

Concerning the Exhibit Numbers and Parenthetical Dates: I originally wrote this book as one text, not four volumes. Normally I provide a publication year per primary text once per text—e.g., “Alien (1979)”—but this would mean having to redate various texts in Volumes One, Two and Three after Volume Zero. I have opted out of doing this. Likewise, the exhibit numbers are sequential for the entire book, not per volume; references to a given exhibit code [exhibit 11b2 or 87a] will often refer to exhibits not present in the current volume. I have not addressed this in the first edition of my book, but might assemble a future annotated list in a second edition down the road.

Concerning Hyperlinks: Those that make the source obvious or are preceded by the source author/title will simply be supplied “as is.” This includes artist or book names being links to themselves, but also mere statements of fact, basic events, or word definitions where the hyperlink is the word being defined. Links to sources where the title is not supplied in advance or whose content is otherwise not spelled out will be supplied next to the link in parentheses (excluding Wikipedia, save when directly quoting from the site). One, this will be especially common with YouTube essayists I cite to credit them for their work (though sometimes I will supply just the author’s name; or their name, the title of the essay and its creation year). Two, concerning YouTube links and the odds of videos being taken down, these are ultimately provided for supplementary purposes and do not actually need to be viewed to understand my basic arguments; I generally summarize their own content into a single sentence, but recommend you give any of the videos themselves a watch if you’re curious about the creators’ unique styles and perspectives about a given topic.

Concerning (the PDF) Exhibit Image Quality: This book contains over 1,000 different images, which—combined with the fact that Microsoft Word appears to compress images twice (first, in-document images and second, when converting to PDFs) along with the additional hassle that is WordPress’ limitations on accepting uploaded PDFs (which requires me to compress the PDF again—has resulted in sub-par image quality for the exhibit images themselves. To compensate, all of the hyperlinks link to the original sources where the source images can be found. Sometimes, it links to the individual images, other times to the entire collage, and I try to offer current working links; however, the ephemeral, aliased nature of sex work means that branded images do not always stay online, so some links (especially those to Twitter/X accounts) won’t always lead to a source if the original post is removed.

Concerning Aliases: Sex workers survive through the use of online aliases and the discussion of their trauma requires a degree of anonymity to protect victims from their actual/potential abusers. This book also contains trauma/sexual anecdotes from my own life; it discusses my friends, including sex workers and the alter egos/secret identities they adopt to survive “in the wild.” Keeping with that, all of the names in this book are code names (except for mine, my late Uncle Dave’s and his ex-wife Erica’s—who are only mentioned briefly by their first names). Models/artists desiring a further degree of anonymity (having since quit the business, for example) have been given a codename other than their former branded identity sans hyperlinks (e.g., Jericho).

Extended, Book-Wide Trigger Warning: This entire book thoroughly discusses xenophobia, harmful xenophilia (necrophilia, pedophilia, zoophilia, etc), homophobia, transphobia, enbyphobia, sexism, racism, race-/LGBTQ-related hate crimes/murder and domestic abuse; child abuse, spousal abuse, animal abuse, misogyny and sexual abuse towards all of these groups; power abuse, rape (date, marital, prison, etc), discrimination, war crimes, genocide, religious/secular indoctrination and persecution, conversion therapy, manmade ecological disasters, and fascism.

Appetizers; or, Paratextual Documents for Volumes One through Three

Each book volume for Sex Positivity has its own full-size PDF and blog-style book promotion (the former which you can download on my one-page book promotion for the entire series and the latter which you can access individually on my Book Promotions page).  Whereas the online book promotions feature the lion’s share of the book volumes, they have up until now left out a small handful of unessential-yet-interesting paratextual documents I have since decided to include here; i.e., to be as thorough as possible, and which further clarify my process while writing and organizing said volumes (refer to “Paratextual Documents” for the more essential of the paratextual documents to this entire book series). Some of the documents only appear in my later volumes, and some appear as early as Volume One. As such, this page will also specify which (sub)volumes include which paratexts:

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

  • “Two Essential Halves: Dividing Volume Two/Three in Two” (included in Volume Two/Three): A one-page explanation as to why I decided to divide Volume Two in two (re: part one’s Poetry Module vs part two’s the Undead and Demon Modules). A near-identical version is supplied for Volume Three (which I divided in two, but kept as a single document).
  • “Written Backwards: A Ship of Theseus, a Gothic Castle” (included in Volume One through Three): A short document exploring how I wrote Sex Positivity backwards; i.e., in regards to my circular writing process—to writing Volume Three first, followed by my manifesto and Humanities primer (the skeleton for Volume Two, part two; re: the Monster Modules), followed by my PhD: the first book volume I published in my series, and which I published before my manifesto (followed by my manifesto, Poetry Module, and Monster Modules). To it, “Written Backwards” specifically acknowledges Bay Ryan and meeting them, hence the profound impact they had while helping me write my PhD; i.e., regarding the playful ghost Bay supplied me with, and which haunts the “castles” I returned to after raising Volume Zero under its forebears (re: I wrote them before I met Bay but would haunt them with Bay’s “ghost” when publishing them after my PhD, which Bay helped write).
  • “Into the Void: Losing the Training Wheels” (included in Volume Two and Three): A small document provided after my manifesto, one meant to explain how Volume Two and Three can only reference theory (simple or complex) in smaller pieces; i.e., doing so to allow me to proceed through the material explored therein without being weighed down. In short, it expects the reader to partake in the synthesis being explored, but also reminds readers where they can find said theory in its totality.
  • “Heads-Up (a brief refresher)” (included in Volume One through Three): A small section provided with the manifesto onwards, giving a few largely concepts to bare in mind, throughout; i.e., largely by reiterating the synonymous-yet-holistic nature to much of Sex Positivity‘s terminology (e.g., sex positivity vs sex coercion = canon vs iconoclasm = bourgeoisie vs the proletariat, etc), hence conversational approach to said terminology’s history and application.
  • “Concerning Monsters” (included with Volume Two): A short preface to Volume Two’s modules, emphasizing the praxial and poetic value of monsters; i.e., as things to reclaim during ludo-Gothic BDSM.
  • “We Are Legion: So Many Monsters, So Little Time” (included with Volume Two): A follow-up to “Concerning Monsters,” lamenting my inability to discuss all of the monsters I want to, yet likewise stressing my desire to be as broad and specific as needed across the entire Gothic spectrum.

Two Essential Halves: Dividing Volume Two in Two

We speak of Time and Mind, which do not easily yield to categories. We separate past and future and find that Time is an amalgam of both. We separate good and evil and find that Mind is an amalgam of both. To understand, we must grasp the whole.

—Isaac Asimov, foreword to Light Years (1988)

The size of Volume Two has required that I divide it in two, if only because doing so has made it easier to work with and transport. It’s still very much a single volume, but one composed of two essential halves: the usage and history of Gothic poetics. Part one provides the Volume Introduction and Poetry Module, the latter of which discusses the poetic usage of monsters versus their historical evolution; and part two supplies the Volume Conclusion preceded by twin monster modules, the Undead and Demon Modules, which invert the focus from poetry to history—i.e., focusing on the historical usage of undead, demonic and animalistic monsters. Each half will contain the usual paratextual documents (with images swapped out for each), but their unique content works in harmony and must be combined to grasp the whole of oppositional praxis, mid-poiesis. Technically this is a six-book series, but I still prefer to consider it four volumes where Volume Two has been divided in three (parts one and two, part two having two sub-volumes).  But, just as the Gothic concerns manmade (Cartesian) divisions that alienate us from nature and ourselves—i.e., as black-and-white beings to battle against one another in service of elite aims; e.g., Ripley the centrist warrior-maiden defending her virtue from the Communist, intersex Medusa—we must consider how liberation occurs by subverting these dichotomies to upend worker abuse within state territories being reclaimed by us. Doubled during oppositional praxis, Ripley and the alien become things to canonize or camp. To camp canon, you will need both volume halves: the medieval (Gothic) poetry of monsters and the revived (Neo-Gothic) history of its use. Just as Ripley and the alien aren’t separate from each other, but form two essential halves torn asunder and going to combat with multiple versions of themselves, the spectres of Marx and capital haunt the same cathedral and its inhabitants across space and time; they cannot exist without each other in some shape or form. As Galatea, we can free them from Pygmalion’s mind, making each our own.

(artist: BTG Art)

Note, 8/6/2024: Due to length issues, I’ve decided to divide Volume Two, part two in two, effectively treating each module—the Poetry Module (from part one), and the Undead and Demon Modules—as its own sub-volume with its own release, but also its own online promo series (where you can download the exhibit images at full resolution): “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets,” and “Deal with the Devil.” For organizational purposes, all sub-volumes are considered part of the same volume; each module will actually have a longer page length than Volumes One and Zero, and each will feature a unique front and back cover with Harmony on it; e.g., the Poetry Module:

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

Written Backwards: A Ship of Theseus, a Gothic Castle

[…the infernal concentric pattern has] in Gothic one and the same function: to destabilize assumptions as to the physical, ontological or moral order of the cosmos [… It is like a Mandelbrot set:] finite, and yet from within we cannot reach its end; it is a labyrinth that delves ‘down’ instead of pushing outwards (source).

Manuel Aguirre, “Geometries of Terror” (2008)

(artist: TMFD)

In light of releasing Volume One, changes to the original manuscript have led me to address a fundamental aspect of my book’s (re)construction: Sex Positivity was written backwards. For a fuller detailing of exactly how, refer to the foreword from Volume Zero, but otherwise just know that I wrote Volume Three first, followed by Volume One, Two, and then Zero. Except the writing of Volume Zero led me to reconsider Volume One as something to rewrite, simplifying my thesis in ways that I couldn’t do until there was something to simplify (that was, itself, based on a previous argument: the original manifesto). This required me expanding on Volume One to account for these changes, but also rewording older portions of it to account for synonymous terminology that, in my mind, better conveyed the manifesto’s original points; i.e., swapping out old “boards” for new ones; the new timber represents the same fundamental arguments, except it has been fine-tuned—honed for further precision and specificity than when I had initially started out. In short, my humble vessel towards the end of its journey will have had most, if not all, of its original parts replaced, while more or less resembling what it once was; i.e., a Ship of Theseus, or better yet, a “flying” Gothic castle with fresh bricks. Unlike a traditional Gothic castle, my chateau’s renovations aren’t meant to primarily confuse and overwhelm, but reconsider my own work from new perspectives in a holistic manner through the same chambers, vistas and corridors, but also bodies.

A huge part of this reorientation owes itself to my partner, Bay. His contributions led me to reconsider my own arguments—not to completely change them, but view them from different angles and vantage points. I became inspired to expand on my manifesto and crystalize it into a pure thesis, from top to bottom over and over until I felt satisfied …except this led me to revisit my manifesto, Humanities primer and praxis volume, leading to our aforementioned Ship of Theseus/Gothic castle! That’s holism for you; or, as my thesis puts it, “Returning and reflecting upon old points after assembling them is a powerful way to understand larger structures and patterns (especially if they’re designed to conceal themselves through subterfuge, valor and force). It’s what holistic study (the foundation of this book) is all about.” Alongside my other contributors, then, Bay’s presence is felt throughout the entire book, haunting it from within. Having grown and developed inside my original construction, I reflected on Bay’s haunting having joined me inside. Piece by piece, said structure changed until all the bricks were new (and stamped with Bay’s friendly influence alongside my original mark).

The same idea, then, pertains to bodies as expressed between people, with you viewing a shot of a given individual under circumstances that, while similar to before, are by no means identical. Two bodies can assume the same pose and look vastly different; the same body can adopt a previous pose and yield up exciting new discoveries. Combined with my subtle retooling (and adventuresome expansions) of Volumes One, Two and Three through a sharpened thesis and manifesto, I think the benefits of applied hindsight should speak for themselves (for a point of comparison, though, compare the manifesto to the original, unmodified blogpost). Of course, you needn’t recognize this hindsight to appreciate my work, but it does illustrate the subtleties of change amid consistent arguments that survive over time. For Communism to develop into itself, it will have to survive older changes that shift into future forms hitherto unimagined. To that, I am merely at the starting point of something grand, of which has already changed and evolved into something that, at its inception, I could scarce hope to imagine: a mighty cathedral, represented by our bodies, labor and relationships, abstracted into architectural forms and back into bodies again, but also theatrical exchanges held somewhere in between. Instead of spelling our doom, its “trauma” offers up the knowledge needed to set us free.

(artist: Doxxasix)

Into the Void: Losing the Training Wheels

“The future, once so clear to me, had now become like a dark highway at night. We were in uncharted territory now, making up history as we went along.”

Sarah Connor, T2: Judgement Day (1991)

As we described in the conclusion to Volume Zero (“A Gay New World”), the book so far has been a series of “booster rockets”—slowly igniting their fuel to propel you into the increasingly unknown Elsewhere of a homeland-turned-foreign:

Beyond the thesis argument and its symposium, Sex Positivity takes its time—gradually launching into its complex (ergodic) arguments through concentric, staged roadmaps. Imagine a rocket launch into space: This requires multiple stages and “boosters,” meaning there’s always time to abort the launch if things get hairy (source).

Except now the rockets have launched and we’re hurling into deep space!

To that, I now want to take the training wheels off (for me as well as you) and explore the remaining volumes minus a tether while in free fall; i.e., not covering all my bases by including total theory (simple or complex) and instead looking at examples of Gothic poetics (old or current) with a checklist to keep in mind. Otherwise, if I try to include all theory each and every time, the volumes will start to feel the same, which I don’t want; but also, I want you to grow accustomed to being modular within a holistic approach that allows for intersectional solidarity while still being focused, practical and efficient, but also honest and reflective on our praxial realities.

Volume Two will examine monsters in a historical sense, and Volume Three will consider praxis in a current framework that accounts for dialectical-material struggles and scrutiny during oppositional praxis. As we move through both, I’ll be covering the modules of monster classes and subclasses, and the creative successes of proletarian praxis vs state praxis. I will mention theory conversationally but also in pieces and modules that draw upon select terms. I will try to stress the ones that feel most relevant, and include additional footnotes and citations whose ideas you can trace back to my older theory-heavy volumes if you wish. But provided you have a good grasp of theory already, that shouldn’t be necessary.

Instead, I want you to use Volumes Two and Three to try and focus on cultivating emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness during the struggle to liberate workers under Capitalism through iconoclastic art; i.e., by focusing on confronting and interrogating state/Cartesian trauma with Gothic poetics to end Capitalist Realism with. Capitalism alienates and sexualizes everything to serve the profit motive; we must reclaim these devices through the Six Rs, thus reclaim and recultivate our socio-material conditions (camping the twin trees of Capitalism) to reunite with nature and our own alienated, fetishized bodies, labor and power as things to play and perform with. But you must go where power is, thus paradox: through chaos, darkness visible, Satanic rebellion, Athena’s Aegis, etc, as a ludo-Gothic, BDSM means of reversing the historical-material process of abjection (and unironic variants of the Shadow of Pygmalion, Cycle of Kings, infernal concentric pattern, narrative of the crypt, hyperreality and astronoetics, etc) through parallel societies (chronotopes), emancipatory hauntologies and revolutionary cryptonymies.

Of course, these occupy the same shadow zone as unironic forms, so being conscious and aware is vital to dodging and upending those who would harm you and enslave the future; i.e. with an imaginary past whose Wisdom of the Ancients serves the same-old settler-colonial system of medieval abuse—its cycles of crisis and decay amounting to endless blood sacrifices that move money through nature, workers, sex and monsters, etc, as cheap, disposable; i.e., a heteronormative commodifying of worker struggles that we must change inside of itself. To liberate ourselves, we must take said struggle—and its violent, terrifyingly hellish language—back from state monopolies/trifectas, making our own pedagogy of the oppressed.

Provided you have a roadmap and some sense of competency and direction when synthesizing praxis to achieve systemic catharsis, the darkness isn’t something to fear inside liminal space and its limitless ergodic motion. Instead, the change of rebellion happens through conflicting thresholds and on the surface of shared images; it becomes, like the stars, something to shoot for while rescuing Hell and its performative darkness from bourgeois forces. This must become second-nature and intuitive, hence without a harness (and rigid game plan) anchoring you down.

To that, the boosters so far have not only given you the energy needed to rush into the raw chaos of unknown spheres; they’ve supplied you with the know-how to both survive and foster sex positivity in dangerous places, making them habitable/pleasurable in ways yet unimagined while striving for transparency in the face of tremendous opposition. The vast, yawning abyss needn’t be terrifying if you know more or less how to proceed: without set shape but instead, like a constellation, connecting the dot-like stars, lighting up the sky.

Heads-Up (a brief refresher)

“Maybe you haven’t been keeping up on current events but we just got our asses kicked, pal!”

—Hudson, Aliens (1986)

This seven-page heads-up grants several important reminders as we segue into the current volume: to give a small, two-paragraph history of the remaining three volumes after the thesis volume; a refresher on poetics and mimesis (essentially a tiny excerpt from the thesis volume’s symposium); and a small selection of things to keep in mind from the thesis volume overall—namely how this book synonymizes and synergizes its terms and arguments; i.e., reading comprehension pointers.

Reminder one, our volume histories: This volume was initially written before my thesis volume, which now serves as the formalized argumentation on which these more conversational volumes presently stand: Volume Zero (which I wrote in roughly a month [from August 31st to October 8th, 2023] based on years of independent research; older blogposts, essays, and my master’s thesis; and the three previous volumes’ rough drafts). If you haven’t read my thesis argument already or found its more academic approach too dense (it’s essentially the independent-research equivalent to my PhD), you should find these volumes more conversational and poetically engaging; i.e., they literally apply my PhD’s theories to Gothic poetics’ application and history of application unto ludo-Gothic BDSM and different topical areas of research; e.g., Amazons, Metroidvania, zombie apocalypses, etc, but also the tokenization of those things (especially in Volume Two, part two, and Volume Three).

The manifesto/Volume One was written as a looser document that introduces our Gothic-Marxist tenets, manifesto tree coordinates (the scaffold for oppositional praxis) and main Gothic theories that, for the most part, have been on my old blog since mid-2023; but its instruction portion has been expanded on to better account for and help articulate praxial synthesis and catharsis through the cultivation of good social-sexual habits (during oppositional synthesis) that we can develop to better confront and process systemic trauma with.

The second volume, the Humanities primer/Volume Two, is largely about undead/demonic and animalistic monsters and is currently being released in pieces (sub-volumes, per module, and in on-site, per-post promo series; re: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets,” and “Deal with the Devil.”). Considering how the application and history of Gothic poetics is nigh-endless, I’ve spent a lot of time expanding on Volume Two, dividing it into three modules with separate releases, each containing a plethora of close-reads, symposiums and mini-thesis arguments; e.g., expanding extensively on my Metroidvania research and ludo-Gothic BDSM scholarship.

Our final volume—Volume Three, which covers the executing of proletarian praxis in opposition to state forms—was the first volume I actually wrote, and has expanded since initially writing my manifesto and Humanities primer; i.e., it was on my blog until around April 2023, when I separated it from the manifesto along with the primer (then wrote my thesis argument). Until I started expanding Volume Two, Volume Three was the book’s longest volume, and is still intended to be the most conversational and applicable in our day-to-day lives.

Newer volumes cite older volumes; e.g., Volumes One, Two and Three all borrow quotations from the thesis volume, and Volume Two, part one will cite Volumes One and Zero, and Volume Two, part two will cite part one, as well as Volumes One and Zero, etc. They also introduce new material in relation to the cited works, but generally will not introduce new foundational ideas that were not previously introduced in the thesis volume; they merely unpack said ideas and explore them further (especially during close-reads, in Volume Two, part two).

(artist: Jean-Baptiste Regnault)

Reminder two, poetics and mimesis (quoted from my thesis symposium): To be clear, as I am a ludologist, Gothicist, anarcho-Communist, and genderqueer trans woman, poiesis wasn’t simply a structure for my pedagogic narrative, like Mikhail Nabokov thought of Jane Austen’s novel, Mansfield Park (1814), in Lectures on Literature (1980):

all talk of marriage is artistically interlinked with the game of cards they are playing, Speculation, and Miss Crawford, as she bids, speculates whether or not she should marry […] This re-echoing of the game by her thoughts recalls the same interplay between fiction and reality […] Card games form a very pretty pattern in the novel.

Nor was it echopraxis (“the involuntary mirroring of an observed action”) according to the kind of “blind” pastiche[2] that plagues canonical thought and proponents of capital; i.e., an empty kind of “just playing” sans parody that stems from what Joyce Gloggin in “Play and Games in Fiction and Theory” (2020) calls “a ‘traditional’ understanding of mimesis” (which we repeatedly alluded to earlier when we mentioned Plato’s cave/shadow play during the thesis argument):

Mimesis or imitation therefore, as one form of play, is an essential element of poiesis, or the “making” of art, which in turn is instrumental in creating what some now refer to as possible or imaginary worlds, that is, fiction.

This traditional understanding of mimesis as an essential element of poiesis places mimetic play at a more distant remove from reality than even the shadows in Plato’s famous allegory of the cave from book VII of The Republic. Related in the form of a dialogue between Socrates and Glaucon, book VII allegorizes the human perception of reality, likening our reality to shadows projected on a cave wall. These shadows are perceived by human subjects, shackled around the ankles and neck and unable to turn their heads to see the puppeteers who cast shadows on the cave wall before them, which they mistake for reality. In other words, what mortals see and know is merely shadow, and this is what mimesis mimics — not reality.

Importantly, this version of mimesis and reality has long informed the marginalization or trivialization of mimetic arts as “mere play,” “just games,” or insignificant ludic imitations of reality. Likewise, the marginalization of play and its rejection as a serious object of study are motivated by the suspicion that play and ludic cultural forms are treacherous and capable of rendering us the dupe (source).

My own mimesis challenged these traditions. As I consumed and learned from older artists/thinkers (and their odes and homages), my own Galatean creations started to change, as did my way of thinking about the process of making them; my countless allusions and allegory became a far less traditional and far more subversively and transgressively playful mode of engagement with others—not just my family in the world of the living but also those long gone, echoing their arguments from beyond the grave: cryptomimesis, or the playing with the dead through perceptive pastiche and reclaimed monstrous language that is then used in place of the original context; e.g., queer people calling everything “gay” (space Communism) or black people using the n-word for everything versus white people wanting to do the same thing in an ignorant or hateful context.

The same basic idea applies to monstrous language and materials as things to reclaim from their original carceral/persecutory monomythic functions (which we will thoroughly examine in Volume Two) or from covert/dishonest regression towards this old medieval sense of compelled BDSM and lack of consent/trust; e.g., witches as traditional scapegoats (exhibit 83a*) versus regressive “cop-like” variants (exhibit 98a3) that iconoclasts subvert through various sex-positive BDSM rituals, ironic peril and Gothic counterculture (exhibit 98a1a); i.e., as a general practice that turns the death fetish or state officer/thug into something other than a fascist-in-disguise through transformative context (e.g., subversions of Shelly Bombshell or Zarya, exhibits 100c2b and 111b). This Gothic-Communist paradigm shift reclaims the unironic imagery at all levels of itself—of actual, non-consenting and uninformed enslavement, torture and rape through their associate handcuffs, leather uniforms, whips or collars; but also insignias and color codes: green and purple as the colors of envy and stigma (exhibits 41b, 94a3; re: “A Lesson in Humility“) but also black-and-red as pre-fascist (the Roman master/slave dynamic), anti-Catholic dogma (exhibit 11b5; re: “Challenging the State“) eventually applied to 20th century fascists and Communists during and after WW2 in videogames (exhibit 41i/j; re: “The World Is a Vampire“) and other neoliberal propaganda (Vecna’s D&D Red Scare schtick: exhibit 39a2a; re: “Escaping Jadis; or, Running up that Hill“). All exist together in the Internet Age along with their assigned roles—as subverted in liminal, transgressive, formerly exploitative ways (exhibits 9b2, 101c2; re: “Prey as Liberators“) that often yield a campy (exhibit 10a; re: “Prey as Liberators“) or schlocky flavor married to whatever unironic forms they’re lampooning (exhibit 47b2; re: “Non-Magical Detectives“). This exists in duality and opposition as a rhetorical device—a conversation, but also an argument.

*Note: Anything past exhibit 60e2 is in Volume Three, whose book promotion “All the World” is currently releasing. —Perse, 4/17/2025

For example, you’ve probably noticed said duality in how I alternate between labels or play around or within them when it suits me (which is often). The reason is to accommodate their natural-material functions. Language is fluid in its natural, uncoerced state; there is no “natural order” of the state’s design, no “transcendental signified” that “just happens” to favor the profit motive. That is installed and enforced through a particular belief system and portioning of codified space and behaviors useful to the elite. Instead things flow in and out of each other quite organically.

Reminder three, how this book synonymizes and synergizes its terms and arguments: Regarding the above organic relationship, I’ve made a little heads-up guide. It includes a few useful reading-comprehension pointers when exploring my work, which has been included in Volumes One, Two and Three from Volume Zero (indented for clarity):

We’ll be code-switching a lot throughout this volume when talking about some very chaotic things. So try to remember that function determines function, not aesthetics. Also remember your parent dichotomies—bourgeois/canon/sex-coercive vs proletariat/iconoclasm/sex-positive—as well as your various synonyms/antonyms, orbiting factors and related terminologies that follow in and out of each other during oppositional praxis; i.e., the productive idea of power as paradox and performance, wherein said performance’s games, rules and play remain incredibly potent ways of interrogating and negotiating power yourselves; i.e., through liminal expression’s doubles thereof, existing inside the Gothic mode’s shadow zone: (sequenced here in no particular order):

the essentialized connecting of biology (sex organs and skin color) to gender and both of these things to the mythic structure as heteronormative/dimorphic, thus alienizing (to weird canonical nerds and everyone else) in service of the state/profit motive > a lack of dialectical-material analysis > willful ignorance/”rose-tinted glasses” to achieve class dormancy through blind “darkness visible” > Capitalism’s monomyth/good war > Beowulf, Rambo > the infernal concentric pattern/Cycle of Kings and Shadow of Pygmalion > carceral hauntology/dystopia (myopic chronotopes/Capitalist Realism) > good cop, bad cop or cops and victims > assimilation > class traitor/weird canonical nerd > Man Box/rape culture > state espionage and surveillance/complicit cryptonomy > babyface/heel kayfabe > war hauntology > subjugated Amazon/mythical copaganda (female Beowulf, Rambo) > TERF > unironic ghosts of the counterfeit and the process of abjection’s symbols of harm > profit, rinse and repeat

versus

the separation of gender and sexuality from each other and both of these things from the heteronormative mythic structure; i.e., Gothic Communism’s monomorphic subversion of all of the things listed above through class war as enacted by our own weird iconoclastic nerds > spectres of Marx > deliberately active, class-conscious/campy “darkness visible” and dialectical-material scrutiny > shadow of Galatea > pro-labor espionage, revolutionary cryptonomy, emancipatory hauntology/parallel societies and chronotopes > reverse abjection > the pedagogy of the oppressed > reclaimed symbols of harm > post-scarcity

As a point of principle, I’ve left out some stuff and these lists in the heads-up are asymmetrical; also, I’m not going to try and include or string everything into a grand necklace/dichotomy that I then trot out each and every time a given topic comes up; i.e., the oppositional praxis of canon vs iconoclasm (as explored during the body of the thesis volume). Instead, I’m using them from a position of internalized intuition that I expect readers to learn, including relating them to parallel parent dichotomies like sex-positive vs sex-coercive, canon vs iconoclasm, bourgeois vs proletarian, as well as their orbiting factors—e.g., iconoclasm emphasizing mutual consent, informed consumption, de facto education, descriptive sexuality and cultural appreciation as things to materially imagine (often through ironic parody and “perceptive” pastiche) in subversive/transgressive Gothic poetics that challenge their canonical doubles during oppositional praxis.

If you can’t parse all of this intuitively then I suggest you familiarize yourself with the thesis proper and “camp map” from the thesis volume (which is available on my website; click here to access my website’s 1-page promo, which contains all relevant download links/information regarding my book) [source: “Symposium: Aftercare”].

The above heads-up guide should be useful, I think, as the organic nature of existence and human society and language is aptly symbolized and demonstrated by chaos. It also, in Gothic circles, elides the organic and inorganic in ways that confound the Cartesian Revolution’s chief aim: divide and conquer, map and plunder the land and its inhabits, all while quaking at the witch as an object of revenge (in both directions) or the pumpkin rotting after the harvest as intimations of Capitalism’s own superstitious mortality. The occupying army is both weak and strong.

(artistKarl Kopinski)

Concerning Monsters

“Science is real! Monsters are not!”

—the Principal, The Monster Squad (1987)

(artist: Paul Mann)

As the title might suggest, Volume Two is entirely about monsters. Specifically it concerns the modularity of monsters during oppositional praxis as a historical-material concern that evolved into present-day forms under Capitalist Realism: the state vs workers by monopolizing monsters to exploit workers with (and, per my thesis statement, sexualizing everything to serve the profit motive behind state myopias). This historical-material arrangement is profoundly ubiquitous, requiring workers to reclaim monsters (undead, demons and totems) away from the usual state monopolies of violence, terror and hellish morphological expression; i.e., during our own pedagogy of the oppressed—our anger and gossip, monsters and camp—having evolved into itself: a dialectical-material process whose oscillating interrogations (and myriad interpretations) of trauma took centuries while monsters were already evolving into state implements and canonical, singular interpretations thereof. Iconoclastic monsters, then, become flexible and productive critical lenses that raise emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness as something to “turn into”; or, as Volume One argues:

Contrary to Pygmalions and canonical weird-nerd culture, monsters aren’t just commodities; they’re symbolic embodiments of speculative thinking tied to larger issues. You don’t simply buy and consume them (commodifying struggle) but use them as a means, if not to put yourself directly in the shoes of those being oppressed, then to think about things differently than you might normally. It’s an opportunity to empathize with the oppressed and contribute to their pedagogy in ways that, to be frank, make you less stupid, nasty and cruel (source: “Challenging the State”).

Monsters are often seen as “not real” or “impossible,” relegated to the lands of make-believe and pure fantasy. Except this isn’t true. In Gothic Communism, they constitute a powerful, diverse, and modular means of interrogating the world around us as full of dangerous Cartesian illusions meant to control workers by locking Capitalism (and its genocidal ordering of nature and human language) firmly in place. Good monsters become impossible, as do the possible futures they arguably represent.

Instead of saying “in a perfect world,” then, we should say “a possible world”; i.e., in a better possible world, nudity (and other modes of GNC sexual and gender expression) can be exposed and enjoyed post-scarcity and not be seen and treated as inhumanely monstrous (a threat; e.g., bare bodies being a threat to the pimp’s profit margins). Rather, the monstrous language remains as a voice for the oppressed to flourish with; i.e., a de facto (extracurricular) means of good education, deliberately raising awareness and intelligence among intersectional, solidarized workers in the face of state tyranny. As I write in “Bushnell’s Requiem: An Ode to a Martyr” (2024):

terror is a weapon. So is counterterror. The elite mandate and control these voices through violence, which they will use to silence those who speak out; i.e., with the thunder and prolificity of arms. Except you can’t kill monsters, merely adopt them to causes that suit your aims. Like Medusa and her immortal, severed head, Bushnell’s doom isn’t something the elite can ever hope to control because it reverses the [anisotropic] function of terror and counterterror normally envisioned and entertained by Western dogma; i.e., vis-à-vis Weber’s monopoly of violence and Joseph Crawford’s invention of terrorism, but also Asprey’s paradox of terror as a proletarian weapon in a postcolonial age informed by past struggles surviving under modern empires (source).

Monsters cannot be destroyed, then, only repurposed towards different anisotropic[3] aims that guide the flow of power in a given direction, mid-polarity. For the state, a particular arrangement will always come back, and proletarian forms—the spectres of Marx—are equally die-hard. We must replace the former with the latter, camping canon through monsters that channel the status quo as a flow of information, materials, power and education, etc.

Open monstrous sexuality, then, isn’t the end of the world as Capitalist Realism would treat it as (a world where such things are impossible save as shackled commodities that uphold the status quo), but the start to what the elite want us to think is “perfect,” thus “impossible”: humanizing the harvest of fruit-like bodies laid low by Capitalism’s habitual reaping.

(artist: EXGA)

Another point I wish to make before we jump into the primer is the value of monsters, of Gothic poetics during oppositional praxis/synthesis. When limited to singular, essential interpretations, we become inflexible and rigid, but also alienated from what else exists that we could become. Instead of one essential option that never changes, then, we open ourselves up to the realm of infinite possibility with endless potential and options to choose from, insofar as humanizing ourselves through Gothic poetics is concerned (this is my longest volume for a reason; the modules are easy enough to organize, but the number of monsters, like the human imagination, is without limit). It should be enjoyed and appreciated as such, not shunned and punished. Indeed, it is our greatest strength[4]—to transform and resist canonical subjugation by liberating ourselves (and our judgement as trustworthy) with iconoclastic art; i.e., by subverting the means of domination through our own prolific, variable confrontations with and interrogations of psychosexual trauma, a pedagogy of the oppressed: to teach the world to be better by disobeying state mandates, taking control of our own bodies and their potent ability to express our concerns to the world while developing Gothic Communism. Rape is everywhere; so are the monsters we need to free ourselves with—from constraints, from shame, from oppression.

(artist: Harmony Corrupted)

We Are Legion: So Many Monsters, So Little Time

I’ll wipe away all trivial, fond records,
All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,

That youth and observation copied there,
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain (source).

—Hamlet, Hamlet (c. 1599)

I love monsters and sex (who doesn’t?). I also think they’re the ticket to solving the thing that ails us (Capitalism). Except, while time is of the essence and I want to list all the monsters that I can, we simply won’t be able cover them all. There’s just too many to even remotely consider that. However, I will try to cover as many as possible in liberation of sex workers. In fact, I was trying to, and wanted to limit it to modules, but through my typical backward and holistic approach eventually thought of different ways that monsters can be applied. So already large, the volume ballooned; I wanted to quickly put that into perspective.

(artist: SGT Madness)

I’ve spent my life consuming monsters and later studying them (“benefits of a classical education”), so we’ll definitely cover the classics from different centuries the way I was taught at MMU—in modules. We’ll also go over the Humanities; i.e., as a means of critical thought that predates Capitalism but survives inside it through monstrous signifiers: indicative of schools of thought that, not just promoting a delivery style (the Schools of Terror and Horror from Radcliffe and Lewis), but also more recent critical theories (the Four Gs) with which to look through monsters as critical lenses.

In other words, if monsters are the lenses, then the theories are points of view with which to apply them. Except we’ll also involve non-academic ways to look at, and identify with, monsters; i.e., monsters as emblematic of sex worker identities from different time periods, commercialized by capital mid-crisis through the ghost of the counterfeit and process of abjection (for us, this mainly concerns the monstrous-feminine, but that manifests in a billion different ways—next page…).

So yeah, there’s a lot of ground to cover—a fact not aided by the book’s holistic nature. I could, if I chose, write an entire book about just Frankenstein (1818) or Alien (1979), or just zombies, demons, or anthromorphs; but diversity is strength amid intersectional solidarity so I want to include a lot of different hermeneutics (study approaches) and schools of criticism, to boot! It’s enough to make a girl weep… but I love it! Being a weird nerd obsessed with death rituals designed to relieve stress, fuck hard, and further class war through cultural Gothic signifiers is just my game:

(artist: SGT Madness)

Normally this is manageable, as theory is knowledge to apply in the real world and knowledge is limited. The problem is, the Gothic applies knowledge through imagination, which knows no boundaries a priori, but is further enlarged by Capitalism’s measureless cruelty and Humanity’s sexual desires (which are also endless) as enslaved by capital or at least under it; i.e., the ghost of the counterfeit and the process of abjection tailoring the Gothic towards the British and American middle class; e.g., during hijacked village-life rituals that scapegoat a particular group as the beautiful sacrifice or fetishized object of death: Halloween and witches, commodified by capital to give anxious Americans (and their allies) a means of quick, cheap, replicable release during times of state crisis, decay and moral panic. This extends to and comments on symbols of superstition during witch hunts as speaking to larger aspects of settler-colonial genocide, of intersectional bias and axes of oppression… which of course means there’s a praxial double (canon vs camp). Think infinity then double it:

(exhibit 33b1a: Artist: SGT Madness. There exist endless ways to artistically present anything in the world. For us, that includes one monster from one time period in a particular style tied to a given holiday as combined together in a dialectical-material argument; i.e., Halloween and monster girls; e.g., in a monochromatic 1960s cartoon style with Ben Day dots. Nature is monstrous-feminine, insofar as Cartesian thought alienates and fetishizes both it and labor universally to serve profit through death fetishes adjacent to genocide as abroad, but felt during state crisis at home [fascism is Imperialism come home to empire] to a captive audience: death-sex comfort food in all the traditional ways. Except people can also respond to and during a given cycle in sex-positive or sex-coercive ways using porn-to-art as liminal expression, which again, are all gradients with infinite variation between them! Pastiche is remediated praxis; capitalists use monsters to drive money through a finite web of life; immortal monsters live and replicate endlessly in markets driven by inheritance anxiety and latent rebellion. And so on…)

From the Salem Witch Trials to Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States, commodifying struggles is America 101. Except beyond Halloween and the ghost of the counterfeit/process of abjection, there’s also medieval expression defaulting to paradox, time being a circle (historical materialism) predicated on dialectical-material forces, and the various reading guides I’ve written and citations from my other volumes and written sources. Also, I just love monsters and could spend my whole life writing about Amazons and Metroidvania (the latter which encourage recursive ergodic motion through boundless Numinous feelings). It was basically if the Grinch’s dick grew three sizes that day and then kept at it with a nasty case of priapism.

(artist: SGT Madness)

Simply put, there’s a million uses to one monster and monsters you didn’t even know (or want to know) existed and kid-friendly versions and adults-only versions (if something exists, there is porn of it, or gender swaps of it, or canon or camp of it…) and palimpsests that stack on top of each other and castles (of castles of castles…). It really just goes on and on and I love it, but wanted to address here just why there’s so much going on with the one’s we have, and why I’ve probably left out your childhood favorite. Any bestiary is, like Hamlet’s commonplace book, a scrapbook to fill to the brim, but is forever incomplete; so was his, and still Hamlet was Shakespeare’s longest (and most quoted/popular) play. It became a madness that seemed to go on endlessly.

We likewise have our own madness, are pushing with our monasterial codex towards something great; i.e., a Communist Numinous we can touch on and brush against its massive vagueness and repetition (the Gothic caters to disintegration) through the monstrous power of suggestion. And yet, we’re also touching on something that can be expressed by any monster through any worker alive (or once alive) to speak to a better future conceived through a shared imagination, a cultural understanding of the imaginary past as endlessly updating itself through constants and variables, mistreatment and healing. I’ve tried to account for that by including as many monsters as possible. For it, this is my largest volume in the Sex Positivity series, and also my favorite. I really hope you enjoy!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[2] Pastiche is simply remediated praxis (the application of theory) during oppositional forms. This book covers many different kinds of pastiche types under the Gothic umbrella as canonical or iconoclastic: Gothic pastiche, of course, but also blind and perceptive forms of war pastiche, rape pastiche, poster pastiche, monster pastiche, disguise pastiche, Amazon pastiche, and nation pastiche, etc.

[3] From Volume One:

I’ve repeatedly said that function determines function. Another way to conceptualize this is flow determines function. That is, during oppositional praxis’ dialectical-material struggles, terror and counterterror become anisotropic; i.e., determined by direction of flow insofar as power is concerned. Settler colonialism, then, flows power towards the state to benefit the elite and harm workers; it weaponizes Gothic poetics to maintain the historical-material standard—to keep the elite “on top” by dehumanizing the colonized, alienating and delegitimizing their own violence, terror and monstrous bodily expression as criminal within Cartesian copaganda (source: ” A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in Rape Culture”).

Humanizing monsters challenges the flow of power in service of workers, not the state.

[4] From my thesis volume:

State proponents are straw dogs (throwaway effigies)/sacrificial roosters, believing themselves immune to the elite’s gain while the owner slits the faithful worker’s throat sooner or later. Their “greatest strength” is actually what dooms them to an ignominious death: complete alienation driven by a dimorphic connecting of everything to biological sex, skin color and their canonical-monstrous connotations in service of the profit motive but refusing to scrutinize things at a dialectical-material level (willful ignorance/”rose-tinted glasses”). Conversely our greatest strength as class-/culture-/race-conscious warriors is our “darkness visible” doubling theirs through the Wisdom of the Ancients as something to cultivate relative to the modern world; i.e., our deliberate, cultivated ability to critique capital and its agents/trifectas through dialectical-material scrutiny and iconoclastic, campy behaviors that synthesize the Superstructure to our purposes (rehumanizing ourselves by separating from the colonial binary in monomorphic fashion) all while suffering the fools of canonical tragedy and farce within canonical historical materialism. Our aim is to “make it gay” by reclaiming the Base through our Four Gs: abjection, hauntology, chronotopes and cryptonymy—but also our Six Rs, or Gothic-Marxist tenets of Gothic Communism during oppositional praxis as something to synthesize (source: “Pieces of the Camp Map”).

Hailing Hellions: An Interview with Rhyna Targaryen

This interview is for “Hailing Hellions,” a Q&A series where I interview sex workers (or ex-sex workers) who have modeled for me and my Sex Positivity* book project. Today’s guest is Rhyna Targaryen!

*The longer title being Sex Positivity versus Sex Coercion, or Gothic Communism: Liberating Sex Work under Capitalism through Iconoclastic Art (2023). Part of an overarching movement that connects sex positivity to what I call “Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism,” Sex Positivity essentially provides a hybrid; i.e., one established between academic (Gothic, queer, game and Marxist) theories, and wherein applied theory towards universal liberation is achieved by challenging Capitalist Realism (the inability to imagine a world beyond Capitalism) at a grassroots level. To it, Gothic Communism specifically occurs through direct mutual worker action and informed intersectional solidarity relayed through Gothic poetics: BDSM, monsters, and kink, but specifically what I call “ludo-Gothic BDSM.” If you’re curious about the book and want to know more, the first four volumes (and additional information) are available for free (the series is non-profit) on my website’s 1-page promo

General CW: BDSM, Gothic content and theatrics (e.g., rape play and death theatre), as well as sex worker abuse and bigotry of various kinds (variable per interview). 

Note: All images are of the model or myself unless otherwise stated.

Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer.

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

About the series: Like the book series it attaches to, “Hailing Hellions” aims to educate and critique; i.e., by raising awareness towards sex worker rights, but also gender-non-conformity through Gothic counterculture. This extends to gender identity (e.g., trans, enby or intersex) but also orientation and performance; i.e., BDSM and sex positivity through various Gothic theatrical roles that invite things beyond vanilla, heteronormative (thus conservative, reactionary and harmful) sexuality. I would consider this to be things like mommy dommes and consent-non-consent, breeding fantasies and heavy metal (e.g., Satanic material and the Gothic at large). Also, these questions are broader insofar as they cover wide praxial/poetic ideas and concepts. Regarding these, the opinions of the subject and myself are not identical, but often overlap through us collaborating together to raise awareness.

About the interviewee: Rhyna is relatively new to sex work, making it with her partner. To that, Rhyna especially loves fantasy material (re: Targaryen) but also colorful photography. She isn’t GNC, so those portions of the Q&A have been omitted, but there’s still plenty to discuss and appreciate about the work that she and her partner do together!

(model and artist: Rhyna Targaryen and Persephone van der Waard)

0. Persephone: Hi, everyone! My name is Persephone van der Waard. I’m a trans-woman erotic artist, sex worker, writer/author and researcher who specializes in cross-media studies (I wrote my MA on Metroidvania, but extended my PhD-grade independent research to Gothic/BDSM studies). This interview is part of my Sex Positivity* book project, and is being conducted with those models and muses who would like to participate. Rhyna, could you introduce yourself and tell our audience a little bit about what you do?

Rhyna: Hi! My name is Rhyna Targaryen and I make a lot of porn and artist nudes, as well as other sex work on the side; e.g., sexting, camming, etc.

1. Persephone: This book project views sex positivity as a liberating act. What does sex positivity mean to you? Illustrating mutual consent; i.e., can porn illustrate mutual consent when sex workers are constantly dehumanized by the profit motive and the status quo?

Rhyna: Sex positivity to me means that consenting adults can express themselves sexually in a matter that feels the most comfortable and freeing to them, and for many people one of those outlets is through porn. I feel like sex workers have a better chance of being not dehumanized or exploited if they have access to supportive people around them that have similar ideals and ambitions, and in return, that can be liberating.

2. Persephone: In your mind, what is the biggest struggle facing sex workers today?

Rhyna: The biggest struggles today I see sex workers face include not getting enough money, exposure, rights and support. They all go hand in hand, in the end.

3. Persephone: How do you feel about sex work being work, thus paying sex workers for their labor? This can be unions, but also their representations in media at large.

Rhyna: Sex work is work. It encompasses a lot of different skill sets you learn in the “vanilla world” like customer service, etc. You’re dealing with people constantly which can cut into personal time. Also, a lot of sex workers are active 24/7, and usually during the hours most people with normal jobs are asleep. Sex workers absolutely deserve to be paid, and honestly a lot of the people who think they don’t could never even last in the shoes of those who do sex work. If the was still such a taboo subject, it would be easier for them to get the pay and rights they deserve.

5a. Persephone: What drew you to the project/interested you in working on it together with me?

Rhyna: What drew me initially to working with you is you actually offered to pay, which showed me you were legit about this. Once you explained the project, I was even more excited and happy you chose me as one of the models because it was a really fun experience, and I got some amazing pictures out of it too.

5b. Persephone: How has that experience been for you? Can you describe it a little?

Rhyna: The experience has been great. It’s been a lot of fun. No complaints.

7. Persephone: What do you enjoy most about sex work? What got you started in it?

Rhyna: What I enjoy most about sex work is how freeing and fun it is. What got me started initially is once I started to appreciate my body more, I realized I enjoyed taking nudes a lot. In the beginning way before even starting sec work, I would just share nudes in different online BDSM groups, etc because I realized I really enjoyed being an exhibitionist. Over time after leaving those groups, and circumstances of my life changing, I seriously considered sex work because I knew I could always do it, just never took the full leap until a few months ago.

8. Persephone: Do you have a favorite piece of sex work that you’ve done, in terms of custom material?

Rhyna: I would say the project we’re working on so far is one of my favorites so far. I haven’t had many customs yet, but I hope to change that.

9. Persephone: Do you friends and family know about the work that you do? How do you talk about it with other people who aren’t sex workers; i.e., how do you communicate sex worker rights to non sex workers?

Rhyna:  I have one friend who knows I do because she has been doing it before me. Other than that, no one else knows, and I like it that way. I’ve always been a private person, so many parts of my life are hidden unless I want you to know. However, that would not stop me from discussing those topics with non-sex workers, especially if they have built the wrong perceptions around it.

10. Persephone: What are your thoughts on TERFs in sex work; i.e., those who devalue GNC minorities (and other marginalized groups) in the same profession?

Rhyna: What is there to think about them? They don’t deserve my acknowledgment.

11. Persephone: How do you feel about billionaires? Israel and Palestine?

Rhyna: Billionaires have never been good people, and we know by now most of the people who run this country and have ties to money will support whoever is gonna line their pockets first, so fuck them. Many of your favorite celebrities have expressed support for Israel over Palestine because it’s convenient to them, no matter how much on the wrong side of history they are on.

14. Persephone: There’s often a strong theatrical component to sex work and BDSM; i.e., costumes, gender roles, aesthetics of power and death, music, makeup. How do these things intersect for you, and do they cross over into real life for you? For example, do you find yourself wearing similar clothing and expressing yourself sex-positively when you’re not on the clock?

Rhyna: Oh definitely, and it’s pretty interesting actually. I’ve always liked makeup, cosplay, etc so intercepting those interest into sex work was easy for me. It also gives me a sense of anonymity while still being able to uniquely express myself. Ironically, I’ve gotten more appreciation and support for my makeup, style, etc, [among sex workers] than outside of sex work with people I know in my vanilla life.

16. Persephone: Sex workers are generally treated as monsters to harm and exploit under capital. Do you have a preferred way of expressing the humanity of sex workers, be that simply stating it or through the work that you do, art, or some combination, etc?

Rhyna: I’m most sure if I actually do besides just including personal things about myself and my personality so people still remember I’m a human being behind the screen. I also feel like opportunities like this help a lot to give sex workers a voice and humanize them.

18b. Persephone: Was there ever a moment where you were on the fence about BDSM or sex work/in the closet, but something happened that changed everything? I.e., was it gradual or more a singular event that motivated you to change; or, were you always kind of out (for me, I decided to change after several bad exes, but also watching Stranger Things, and relating to Max’s brush with Vecna in a GNC way)?

Rhyna: As far as sex work, I would say moving really helped push me over that edge. I knew I wouldn’t have any steady income coming in, anymore. So I really took a leap of faith and seriously started my page like a week before I moved, and here we are.

31. Persephone: I view sex work as an important means of de facto (extracurricular) education; i.e., entertainment, but also a means of humanizing people within the practice at large. How do you feel about this? Can we learn from art and porn as a means of humanizing marginalized groups?

Rhyna:  I definitely think we can. Often times, these spaces are the only ways some marginalized people even have a chance of having a voice and being seen. Sometimes it takes people viewing others in a different way [in these spaces]: to actually be able to understand them and what they go through.

32.Persephone: I value establishing mutual trust, healthy communication and boundary formation/negotiation and respect, seeing them to be the most vital qualities in any relationship. Do you agree, and if so, why?

Rhyna: I absolutely do agree. If you don’t have trust as the number one thing, then it’s hard to go forward with anything else in any kind of relationship. It’s especially important in sex work because of how vulnerable the situation is already. People are sharing the most intimate parts of themselves daily, and they need to feel safety and respect in that. Communication is also a really big thing too, because without proper communication there can’t be trust.

34. Persephone: If you have a partner, do they know about the work that you do? How comfortable are they with it?

Rhyna: I do have a partner and he helps me in a lot of my work. A lot of the cool artistic shots I get are because of his help. It also helps that he is also an artist person himself so he can help see things in a different light, to really execute something amazing. Not only that, he also helps me with different business ideas to help me bring more income in with my audience I have now.

35. Persephone: How did you and your partner meet? What do you think makes an ideal partner?

Rhyna: We meet online through a mutual friend. It was funny because we both knew the friend separately for years until we meet that moment we did. What makes an ideal partner is someone who respects you and makes you feel safe all the time.

36. Persephone: What advice would you give incels, nice guys and other cis-het men (or token groups; e.g., TERFs and cis-queer tokens, etc) displaying bigoted attitudes towards women and other marginalized groups?

Rhyna: My advice would be for them to just leave us alone and get therapy. We aren’t your punching bags or the reason your life sucks. We also aren’t the reasons you can’t get a girlfriend. Look within.

37. Persephone: Likewise, what advice would you give to more privileged groups that need to understand the value of listening to those more oppressed than them in a larger struggle for liberation?

Rhyna: Maybe step outside of yourself and instead of getting offended when marginalized (especially black people) tell you that you’re doing something harmful, try to listen; recognize the privilege you were born with and maybe use it to help uplift those who never had the platform to begin with by default. Also, do your research. It’s not our responsibility to teach you 24/7 why something is harmful when Google is free.

39. Persephone: Similarly, for those thinking about doing sex work for the first time, where is a good place to start with that; i.e., what advice would you give to those starting out based on your own experiences?

Rhyna: This is my first time doing and I would recommend just being consistent and growing your audience. It may be discouraging at first but the money will come. Also look into other platforms you can make money with as well.

40a1. Persephone: What’s your idea of the perfect date? The ideal fuck? Do you have an ideal experience of either you’d like to share?

Rhyna: The perfect date would be going out to do a fun activity and then having a nice dinner at the end. The ideal fuck would be something soft and intimate.

 

40a2. Persephone: What’s your wildest/most enjoyable sexual encounter (e.g., sex in public, in the kitchen while the roomies are home, etc)?

Rhyna: The wildest maybe have been having sex at work in the past. It was risky but fun.

40b. Persephone: For you, what’s the cutest thing a partner can do, in bed or out? For example, my partner Bay loves it when new partners come really fast/are having their first time PIV with Bay. Consent, intimacy and affection are all really sexy and fun for Bay. How about you?

Rhyna: The cutest thing a partner can do it surprise me with something thoughtful, or just say really sweet and sincere things I need to hear, it makes me cry easily.

40c. Persephone: What are your thoughts on consensual voyeurism and exhibitionism as educational/entertaining acts? Does being able to be more open and communicative help us learn from each other to see each other as human and also what to watch out for/what to challenge at a systemic level?

Rhyna: I think consensual voyeurism and exhibitionism can be fun for people who enjoy being watched and in return, can be educational for people who are interested in it. It makes it easier for that to be a possibility since those into that works already be comfortable being watched. In return that does give people a voice to humanize them. I’d say what to watch out for is making sure the wrong audience doesn’t have access to it.

41a. Persephone: Does fucking to music, roleplay and other theatrical elements make sex better?

Rhyna: In my opinion, it sure does. I’m big on music so I really enjoy incorporating it into the mood. Another thing I enjoy is controlling the lighting as well; I feel like it can enhance the mood.

43. Persephone: Connections between sex workers and clients is often discrete under capital. Can a degree of friendship and intimacy make for a better relationship between the two?

Rhyna: Definitely. Building up a repertoire with your clients can not only build trust, but it also enables them to spend more money on you as well in the future.

45. Persephone: How does it feel being your true self, despite the risks of gay panic and similar moral panics in America and around the world?

Rhyna: It feels great being my true self. I always say do what makes you happy because you only have one life, and those who judge you for it can’t live that life for you.

46. Persephone: Is there anything else you’d like to say or add before we conclude?

Rhyna: Thanks for the opportunity, Persephone! I really liked answering these questions.

47. Persephone: Thanks for taking the time to answer these questions; and also, for working on Sex Positivity with me. If people want to follow you, where can they follow you and support what you do?

Rhyna: On Bluesky!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

A 2025 Foreword: On Volume One’s New Edition Focusing on Ludo-Gothic BDSM (and Cuwu)

This blog post is part of “Make It Real,” a fifth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil.” The first promotion was meant to promote and provide Volume Two, part one’s individual pieces for easy public viewing (it has since become a full, published book module: the Poetry Module). “Make It Real” shall do the same, but with Volume One/the manifesto (versus “The Total Codex” promoting Volume Zero/the thesis volume). As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

Click here to see “Make It Real’s” Table of Contents and Full Disclaimer.

Volume One is already written/was released on Valentine’s 2024! Go to my book’s 1-page promo to download the latest version of the PDF (which will contain additions/corrections the original blog posts will not have)!

Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer (linked above).

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

Picking up where “A Problem of Knife Dicks (and Conclusion)” left off…

Written to mark the completion of “The Total Codex” promotion and release of Volume Zero’s 2025 re-release: with a second edition, this new foreword detailing my thought process editing version 2.0—i.e., tying ludo-Gothic BDSM to my entire book series starting with Volume Zero having coined the phrase—as well as listing many of the changes inside. —Perse

A 2025 Foreword: On Volume One’s New Edition Focusing on Ludo-Gothic BDSM (and Cuwu)

Note: The opening to this forward (the first four pages) concerns my thought process for ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., as inserting it into both Volume Zero and Volume One; the second half of the forward is tailor-made per volume to discuss changes unique to said volume exclusively. —Perse. 4/9/2025

Marx argued that Capitalism alienates everything (and sometimes invoked the language of monsters); I argue it sexualizes everything as alien through the language of monsters. Per Hogle’s ghost of the counterfeit, the elite use capital to further the abjection process; i.e., to further profit through the constant Gothic fakery as haunted by a ghost of the counterfeit to attack: spectres of genocide, thus cop/victim. From the original into Pax Americana, “Rome” is full of dead whores and their pimps. Pushed off onto state victims “of nature” by so-called “thinking beings,” the usual benefactors enjoy their status quo’s heteronormative, Cartesian, and settler-colonial paradigm while capital persecutes whores like vermin chattel in and out of fiction, on and offstage; i.e., in between it and non-fiction, during liminal expression. On its surfaces and inside its thresholds, Medusa is always a victim under capital.

(artist: Romantic Rose)

The Earth, then, is a peach for the elite to carve, beat, mark and claim until the end of time, but every Numinous forebear yields smaller offshoots; i.e., a Medusa “in small” who personifies the abuser of the larger suffered by the smaller (and vice versa); re: a castle in the flesh to enact, be it body-like castles the size of moons or castle-like bodies mooning to gain a similar hypnotic effect. The Gothic, through castles, speaks using body language anisotropically and in duality during liminal expression; i.e., to meet different goals, including profit: as a cold and calculating matter of exploiting labor simply for being “of nature,” hence existing as something monstrous-feminine to arbitrate, then pimp (which goes beyond “female,” alone, to include anything not a white cis-het Christian European man to modular and intersectional degrees).

The oldest form of labor is prostitution, making the oldest labor struggle that of the whore versus the pimp as a theatrical exercise (with white straight women selling out during the Neo-Gothic period, from Radcliffe onwards): power is performed on the Aegis, including its paradoxes! And yet, monsters aren’t automatically good or bad; their function—of whether they serve workers or the state—determines by the flow of power (and similar variables) towards or away from workers. This, in turn, results in a dichotomy during oppositional praxis: as a dialectical-material exchange, one where canon versus iconoclasm/camp (or sex positivity versus sex coercion) routinely sees monsters existing inside-outside a given venue. From performance to half-real performance, and per the Protestant ethic, a whore is a monster and all heroes are monsters; the whore’s paradox is to have revenge against profit, achieving universal liberation (no Omelas) while the state pimps them as virgin/whore using varying degrees of monstrous language (the whore being the monomyth hero’s classic foe; re: the Medusa, but also her spawn, female or otherwise).

(artist: Nyx)

In short—be it a witch, vampire, goblin, or some other kind of monster attached to imbricating and arbitrary persecution networks (re: blood libel, sodomy and witch hunts)—the state’s moral panics (and their pogroms) canonically move money through nature, glutting the elite at nature’s expense by whoring it out during the Capitalocene; re: “Antagonize nature as monstrous-feminine and put it cheaply to work through bad-faith revenge arguments (reactionary or moderate).”

In turn, workers living in the Imperial Core’s shadow garner strange appetites (re: “A Cruel Angel’s (Modular) Thesis“): weird attracts weird and trauma begets trauma in monomythic recursion; re: the Cycle of Kings and Shadow of Pygmalion pimping Galatea until she either pimps herself (on a spectrum of preferential mistreatment and tokenized betrayals chasing different normativities), or must suffer those who take state pay to do state work (the Judas silver and ensuing crucifixions); i.e., divide and conquer nature with nature. Traitors are stupid, but they also look and sound like us: alien, albeit as undercover cops recruited from the home country more often than not!

Deception is a powerful tool, as are fear and dogma making “Roman” fools fall on their swords; i.e., including token examples; e.g., black skin, white masks. This includes inmates acting as guards! As such, assimilation is historically poor stewardship, and pushing into post-scarcity with pre-capitalist language requires recultivating a second-nature, society-wide degree of emotional/Gothic intelligence and class, culture and race awareness (re: the Wisdom of the Ancients); i.e., to have the whore’s revenge against profit with ludo-Gothic BDSM through ancient forms of theatre (masks, shadows, and costumes, often of animals) revived in “ancient” doubles, thereby reversing abjection as a dialectical-material process with plastic social-sexual elements (re: the Base and the Superstructure)!

(artist: Pokkuti)

To it, these aforementioned appetites aren’t strictly a weakness, insofar as critiquing and shaping popular media (the vector for de facto [re]education) goes. Despite how trauma lives inside the body and all around us—and despite the Medusa canonically being a dark whore to punish by subjugating labor into state proponents during Amazonomachia till the cows come home (e.g., stories like Metroid, above, featuring the Amazon as the West’s oldest class traitor)—liberation and exploitation occupy the same space; i.e., a zone of darkness and play where canon can paradoxically be camped by subverting it through the self-same monster language: as not belonging to any one group. This is ludo-Gothic BDSM as I describe it (and the whore’s revenge; re: “Rape Reprise“), whose informed labor exchanges—from Frankenstein to Alien to Metroid to this book series and beyond—illustrate mutual consent by camping canon’s rapacious language to varying degrees; i.e., doing so consciously to develop Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism with! When defenders of capital look upon us, they look upon the desert of their own Ozymandian grave waiting to swallow them whole! From labor to land back, that is our whore’s revenge; i.e., by reclaiming violence, terror and monsters where they are normally used to harm us, subverting them with ludo-Gothic BDSM “when in Rome” to make empire stateless, classless, moneyless and raceless!

(artist: Bernie Wrightson)

On the Aegis, then, said devices become something to take away from state monopolies trying to exclusively extort nature upon said Aegis and its concentric veneers. They cannot (at least not forever), which means we can take what the middle class (and other state actors) project off onto their victims during abjection; i.e., an alien, fetishized “other” status (the dark criminal scapegoat; re: the Medusa) giving us power because they fear us and our bodies’ labor (sexuality or otherwise). To that, this volume writes, “returning and reflecting upon old points after assembling them is a powerful way to understand larger structures and patterns (especially if they’re designed to conceal themselves through subterfuge, valor and force). It’s what holistic study (the foundation of this book) is all about.”

Such is development; it’s ergodic, meaning Gothic Communism takes constant careful work (“non-trivial effort,” according to Aarseth) amid confusion to succeed—i.e., by synthesizing catharsis with various creative successes warping scapegoats into useful bogey(wo)men: to cultivate good daily habits, mid-praxis, that liberate sex workers (thereby all workers) under Capitalism through iconoclastic art (re: Gothic poetics)! We master theatre to recultivate what the elite can never fully control: the language of mastery and darkness, itself!

In turn, the Gothic is historically obsessed with fatal returns and dark reflection—not once, even, but endlessly and through disintegration and torturous effort (the rapturous, psychosexual embodiment of power and confusion, mise-en-abyme, to navigate): “to interrogate power, you must go where it is.” That is what the new edition for this thesis volume is trying to accomplish! By following its arguments into my newer books—and beyond them, into real life connected to said books—workers can humanize what the state tries to harvest in perpetuity without consequence: exposing the elite’s inhumane treatment of us through their shameless proxies; e.g., us demasking TERFs versus them demasking us; i.e., by reversing abjection through the revolutionary cryptonymy process (and friendlier hauntologies and chronotopes) during an endless chain of such things; re: the narrative of the crypt and cryptomimesis as much being rebels in disguise—playing with monsters to anisotropically liberate themselves in duality—as it is cops acting in bad faith to punch down with against those they demonize. Cops stab us; we “stab” ourselves in ways that showcase our own liberation putting “rape” in quotes (all the better to punch up against cop with, topping from below): “That all you got, little man?”

(artist: Nyx)

“When the Man comes around, show him your Aegis!” I envision this reversal as a matter of developing Gothic (gay-anarcho) Communism; re: camping the canon through ludo-Gothic BDSM, which I introduce here alongside my extensive Metroidvania work but not limited to said work; re: it has its own body of work to consider alongside my usual playgrounds (which Metroidvania and Amazons/mommy dommes are).

As such, and in accordance with my 2025 rollout of a new promo series for Volume One (called “Make It Real“), I’ve gone over Volume One from top to bottom; i.e., to inject numerous mentions and addendums regarding not just ludo-Gothic BDSM (expanding from ~40 to nearly 200 mentions, similar to Volume Zero; re: “On Volume Zero’s New Edition“), but many other changes besides! Chief among these are mentioning Cuwu more and featuring them visually (re: “Returning to Volume One, Two Years Later“).

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

Aside from Cuwu, Volume One doesn’t have as many larger addendums as Volume Zero did. In fact, apart from “Returning to Volume One,” it has no new sections (to try and keep its length down) but does increase the length of several pre-existing sections a fair bit:

Apart from those, however, I’ve also updated the series abstract and rear glossary. Besides those, various other changes have been made to Volume One’s entire manuscript—far too many to list here (totaling ~19,000 extra words and ~70 extra images), but often being mentioned and dated whenever and wherever they occur so you can observe them, nonetheless (re: every time I feature a new image of Cuwu and thank them for their contributions).

And for anything I cannot mention in this book volume, I cite inside it pointing to my later volumes, instead. Each one has its own promotion series

  • The Total Codex“: The book promotion for Volume Zero/my thesis volume, which contains my series’ thesis argument (re: “Capitalism sexualizes everything”) and introduces/unpacks its complex theory.
  • Make It Real“: The book promotion for Volume One/my manifesto, which takes Volume Zero’s complex theory and simplifies it; i.e., as something to synthesize and instruct among ourselves.
  • Brace for Impact“: The book promotion for Volume Two, part one, aka the Poetry Module, which concerns the poetic application of monsters (with some historical elements).
  • Searching for Secrets“: The book promotion for Volume Two, part two/the Monster Module’s Undead Module, which concerns the poetic history of undead monsters (with some applicative elements).
  • Deal with the Devil“: The book promotion for Volume Two, part two/the Monster Module’s Demon Module, which concerns the poetic history of demonic/natural monsters (with some applicative elements).
  • “All the World” (to be released): The book promotion for Volume Three, aka the Praxis Volume, which combines Volume Zero’s complex theory, Volume One’s simplified theory/synthetic model, and Volume Two’s monster history and application; i.e., as something foster our own creative successes of proletarian praxis with versus the state, which boils down to sex positivity (and liberation) versus sex coercion while developing Gothic Communism (with a huge focus on resisting tokenization; e.g., TERFs).

making citing them (and their individual book segments) a piece of cake! Online, they also exist on a separate Book Promotions page that includes: model interviews (re: “Hailing Hellions“) and all of the purple-and-green posters for my book series’ promo poster program! Here’s one example (from “Paid Labor’s” expansion):

(models and artist: Delilah GalloFeyn Volans, and Rae of Sunshine; and Persephone van der Waard)

That being said, the full-size PDFs will remain on my website’s one-page promo for Sex Positivity (which includes a wide variety of promotional elements I have heavily expanded on and branched off from, since October 2023); the PDFs don’t update nearly as often, but still remain a good way to possess the bulk of my published material in one spot (and which you can easily navigate with Adobe’s bookmark system).

All this being said, I hope you enjoy this new second edition of Volume One; being able to show off the work that Cuwu and I did, three years ago, was a lot of fun! ACAB! ASAB! Punch Nazis! White/token moderates are class/culture/race traitors!

Your Commie Mommy,

—Persephone van der Waard, 4/9/2025

Onto the Poetry Module’s promo series, “Brace for Impact“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Book Sample: A Problem of Knife Dicks (and Conclusion)

This blog post is part of “Make It Real,” a fifth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil.” The first promotion was meant to promote and provide Volume Two, part one’s individual pieces for easy public viewing (it has since become a full, published book module: the Poetry Module). “Make It Real” shall do the same, but with Volume One/the manifesto (versus “The Total Codex” promoting Volume Zero/the thesis volume). As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

Click here to see “Make It Real’s” Table of Contents and Full Disclaimer.

Volume One is already written/was released on Valentine’s 2024! Go to my book’s 1-page promo to download the latest version of the PDF (which will contain additions/corrections the original blog posts will not have)!

Permissions: Any publicly available images are exhibited for purposes of education, transformation and critique, thus fall under Fair Use; private nude material and collabs with models are specifically shared with permission from the original model(s). For more details about artist permissions, refer to the book disclaimer (linked above).

Concerning Buggy Images: Sometimes the images on my site don’t always load and you get a little white-and-green placeholder symbol, instead. Sometimes I use a plugin for loading multiple images in one spot, called Envira Gallery, and not all of the images will load (resulting in blank white squares you can still right-click on). I‘ve optimized most of the images on my site, so I think it’s a server issue? Not sure. You should still be able to access the unloaded image by clicking on the placeholder/right-clicking on the white square (sometimes you have to delete the “?ssl=1” bit at the end of the url). Barring that, completed volumes will always contain all of the images, whose PDFs you can always download on my 1-page promo.

Nature Is Food, the finale: A Problem of “Knife Dicks,” or Humanizing the Harvest; Hammering Swords into Ploughshares (feat. racist porn and fat bodies)

All hear my warning:
Never turn your back
On the Ripper! (source)

—Rob Halford; “The Ripper” on Judas Priest’s Sad Wings of Destiny (1976)

Picking up where “A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in Rape Culture” left off…

Having addressed Cartesian trauma as alienizing and fetishizing nature in dimorphized, heteronormative forms, the symposium finale considers the root of the problem—the knife dick—followed by its solution; i.e., by subverting the mechanisms of Cartesian abjection in racialized porn normally fetishizing nature as a fat-and-sassy bitch (demon, whore, etc) needing to be tamed, thus carved up while fucking her with the knife. Settler colonialism conflates sex and harm within a lack of consent burdened with genocidal overtones: the harvest. We need to humanize it with ludo-Gothic BDSM while acknowledging the sharpness of the blades we’re transforming.

To that, let’s quickly exhibit the knife dick/demon lover in these unironic rape/torture fantasies, then examine how the penis (and other body parts/phenotypes—fat bodies and dark skin), despite being normalized into alien fetishes during canonical porn, can—through informed, iconoclastic acts of praxial synthesis—prevent traumatic penetration’s symbolic proliferation, and with it, Cartesian violence against nature by its usual jailors; i.e., by using our own bodies in highly subversive forms of “strict” monstrous pornography and ludo-Gothic BDSM starting from these earlier points:

(exhibit 31: The bogeymen and bogeywomen for and [sometimes] against Patriarchal Capitalism/Cartesian dualism generally orbit around rape/sexual violence as synonymized with sexual activity at large; i.e., implements of torture that suggest [or explicitly perform] a biologically essentialized erotic function associated with psychosexual human bodies and their assorted compulsions, stigmas and fetishes. These historically-materially divide into a gender binary that GNC dialogs must challenge, subverting cis-het expectations of rape and violence within, and outside of, these fictions.

Top: Thoroughly broken, many men who cannot enjoy women—only “murder to dissect” them in cold, child-like curiosity [and boredom] in between hunts. As bourgeois agents—e.g., police, witches, detectives, et al—become “rabid,” men/man-like entities fuck their victims like Pavlovian chattel animals, coerced to give and receive violence, not love. This has the added effect of scaring women into “good girls” who hide indoors and don’t try to make money for themselves using what they got.

Bottom: The women who detect and investigate these braindead cretins often belong to problematic media, themselves; i.e., true crime [of which it, and the Radcliffean tradition it stems from, I took no prisoners towards during the thesis volume]. Fragile and superstitious—like Arthur’s knights cowering in utter terror before the awesome might of the killer rabbit [a pagan symbol of fertility]—nothing is more terrifying to a canonical warrior [overcompensating for his own broken brain and dick with literal knives and swords] than a moderate-to-well-educated woman-of-means who doesn’t need to rely on men to keep her safe, say nothing of trans folk and other minorities united together through worker solidarity! United against Capitalism, rebellious workers can collectively expose the cowardice of oft-male class traitors for the sad, mind-raped torturers of nature they embody alongside token ones.

To that, historical self-preservation makes for strange bedfellows. For example, TERFs are a liminal category pushed into a radical position of “home defense” by past brushes with trauma [re: canonical dick-measuring—their “cocks” are bigger than other women’s, but not men’s]. We’ll explore these “bad-faith” or unwitting [“sleeper agent”] detectives, witches and she-warriors in Volume Three, but for now just remember that phallic women embody/confront the myth that women cannot stab their victims or become class traitors through Cartesian abjection; they absolutely can. Medusa—a famous female being of nature—revives as the furious, indiscriminate rapist of civilized men and women alike: ancient hysteria as “phallic” cosmic destroyer of the nuclear home [a scapegoat].

Rape play and Radcliffe’s Black Veil, then, are essentially a giant gaslight that ludo-Gothic BDSM must camp while feeling its affects; i.e., knife [dick] play dealing with “wandering womb” variants of vaso vagal personified: an unruly whorish jouster to fear and punish to harvest nature as monstrous-feminine, per the usual monomyth pimpings of the Medusa. But such monopolies are impossible, making the whore’s chance at revenge all the more tantalizing with a strict aesthetic as much as a gentle one during ludo-Gothic BDSM:

[artist, left: Stephanie Drew; right: Jan Rockitnik]

In Zofloya, Victoria famously stabs Lilla to death. Written by a white, cis-het woman, the story’s confrontation occurs between two women, testifying to marginalized in-fighting during a moralized conflict: cis-het [often white] women fear rape, see the penis as rape, and use the “penis” to rape their prescribed enemies: trans people. And yet, given the universal adaptability of gender and “darkness” in Gothic stories, Dacre’s symbols yield countless interpretations.

For example, within queer dialogics, symbols of the battered woman can either be Lilla cowering in fear or Victora advancing on her with an open blade, stabbing and destroying “her” idea of weakness as conditioned into her by men: the diminutive feminine. The idea of stabbing that to death might seem symbolic in a purely abstract sense, but the historical-material reality is that abused women are frequently weaponized and mislead by Patriarchal forces against other women—i.e., to see softness as weak, or as an imposter that must be outted and slain [the “woman” with a penis]. It becomes paranoid, but also kill-or-be-killed. In fascist circles, “monstrous-feminine” accounts for anything man is not; in centrist circles, it’s anything that protests or commits abuse; in leftist circles, it’s one of survival against either of those things by using the same shared language: the knife and penis as ontologically confused. Except, while I like being a little princess dominated by Dark Amazon/Gothic aesthetics, I don’t actually want to be abused by my partner[s]. Even if my preference towards mommy doms were “strict” instead of “gentle,” being a strict dom or sadist never gives you to the right to harm your partner.)

Knife dicks (and similar weapons) are the so-called “virgin-killer” (one cannot have sex using a dagger for a penis, only rape) being secretly terrified by powerful women/monstrous-feminine types and—to borrow from Monty Python (again)—”desperately needing to be confused” (“Confuse-a-Cat,” 1969). Like, maybe fascists could learn something from the rabbit instead of blowing it up with the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch (a very bad habit)? In the interim, the Patriarchy’s natural/material toys and games “overcompensate” in violent, often knife-like bombast that compels the status quo through a gradient of veiled/exposed threats and explosive executions of social-sexual violence through Cartesian (thus rapacious) synthesis. The visible result isn’t just small knives, but big knives/multiple knives and a canonical treatment of them towards nature through fear and dogma when faced with settler-colonial trauma; i.e., “I was hurt in the past, but now I will hurt others to avoid that pain in the future”; e.g., Ellen Ripley.

The paradox of this entire arsenal is impotency—a social-sexual inability to actually bond with women/minorities as fellow workers, all of whom Capitalism frames as alien, animal, the enemy per Cartesian thought; i.e., the white rabbit as something to fear, not follow and certainly not someone to learn from. The physical effect on men (and token enforcers) is often literal impotence—a curious, often tragically sad inability “to get it up” unless dominating someone through threats, or executions of, authoritative force. A cultural desire to “be the man” radicalizes male/tokenized workers into more and more monstrous worker roles. Said roles condition men and other class traitors/state torturers to become easily-threatened by nature and those of it as abject, functioning as such through the holistic disempowerment of alienizing positions.

In turn, Cartesian proponents blanch at our social-sexual habits as cultivated by us, including calculated risk and informed consent, but also worker identity-through-struggle as something the state tries to commodify, thus project its trauma, abuse and complicit attitudes on. To that, our own identities and behaviors must become like Athena’s Aegis; i.e., a black mirror that paralyzes the state through revolutionary cryptonymy by showing them (and us) their true fragility in the face of ridiculously “dangerous” things. Like brave, brave Sir Robin, the state’s sexist enforcers promptly recoil and soil themselves the first moment the rabbit—normally a prey animal—bares its “sharp, pointy teeth” and draws blood. Remember, boys, it’s only a flesh wound!

(concept art from Dragon’s Crown, 2013)

Like a killer rabbit, “the enemy is both weak and strong.” And though language is naturally fluid, Capitalism—like a deck within a house of cards—mixes canonical metaphors to defend itself with (whereas Gothic Communism furtively swaps in iconoclastic doubles to undermine Capitalism’s hold on worker minds). In order to fortify their own tenuous, absurd positions under Capitalism, fascist ‘fraidy-cats install various superstitions informed by their own menticide and broad canonical praxis interacting back and forth over time; i.e., moral panic as increasingly vengeful against nature, blaming anyone except for those actually responsible for rape as an ongoing apology: the state, but also the state’s actors.

To this, canonical “decks” shuffle and exchange cards, doing anything they can to, as Meerloo’s Rape of the Mind describes it, turn words into “verbocratic” emotional triggers/conditioners instead of sources of independent thought

Propagandistic lies and catchphrases are an inexorable feature of totalitarianism. Repeated countless times from countless angles, the effect is to drill the desired thinking until accepted as truth. “Double talk” characterizes much of the narrative, with words like “freedom” [or witch] redefined to support the lies [e.g., of the witch as dangerous]. Words become emotional triggers and conditioners instead of sources of independent thought (source).

“Verbocracy” historically-materially crystalizes through various Cartesian-coded behaviors the state encourages through bourgeois propaganda in all its forms—the knife dick as something to brandish. This “saber-rattling” becomes something to challenge through our own praxial synthesis during liminal expression; e.g., porn and monsters as things to camp, thus raise awareness about rape through our bodies as things to gossip with in opposition to state education as endlessly repeated; i.e., Cartesian dualism as predicated on raping the natural world through “unthinking” (according to Descartes) extensions of said world (the paradox being that so-called “thinking beings” become knee-jerk killers who don’t think at all; they react).

I want to end this section of the roadmap—and by extension conclude Volume One—through a series of four exhibits that examine rape in pornographic, liminal expression; i.e., as a transgressive commentary on human bodies that can synthesize proletarian praxis, mid-opposition, counteracting the state’s Cartesian takes on porn to blunt their proverbial knife dicks. Just as liminality is expressed through conflict within thresholds and on the surface of things, pornography is generally controlled and fought over by those who wish to compel profit through binary sexuality versus those who want to liberate sex and gender from the state’s heteronormative constraints using Gothic expression. The emphasis of these exhibits is racialized; i.e., the gender binary as settler-colonial in ways that stress a racialized character from bodies of different skin colors (exhibits 32a and b), physical types (skinny vs fat, exhibit 32c) and monstrous forms of expression (vampires, exhibit 32d) that speak to Cartesian trauma as something to live with and prevent in the future.

Sex-coercive BDSM actually includes a gradient of impotence echoed in canonical porn pastiche; i.e., not just “knife dicks,” but someone “under” the state worker—a slave or token class traitor (which is basically a slave)—aping the blade: “prison sex” mentality. Under this mindset, an unwilling third can be conditioned to fuck another worker the way the state, thus the privileged worker, wants them to: according to the torturer’s canonical, alien-fetishistic worldview (and fatal promised glory, post-slaughter[1]) handed to them like a knife by the state, then synonymized with their biology as “all they are.” Insect politics.

(artist: Pancake Pornography)

One “card” in the state’s aforementioned “deck,” then, is racialized fetishization through traumatic penetration; i.e., the BBC as an internalized, “fattened” metaphor for phallic implements of state terror by black men against women (and other recipients) but classically white women. Originally on the plantations and colonies of the antebellum American South, the white man’s toxic view of the black man’s “giant animal cock” historically has become slave canon, post hoc—mythologized and repurposed to be turned on white women as a fearful prophecy fulfilled through sex-coercive rituals, then gargoyle-ish abstractions and extensions of those rituals: female gargoyles attacking perceptions of rape inside but also outside white populations, becoming vigilantes during interracial rape fantasies where they embody givers and receivers of sexual abuse in terrifying forms (state terror as a weapon). The cock needn’t literally be black, even—simply “too big” to be considered “white” within settler-colonial models, thus able to cause pain relative to traumatic penetration as something to threaten in oft-Gothic forms: being too big(size queens notwithstanding).

(artist: Slugbox)

Ludo-Gothic BDSM plays with rape, hence its clichés as urban legends (re: the chronotope, including less medieval-looking versions of the embodiment and/or localization of the Western home).Echoes of nightly slave abuse, then, have survived into the present—first lauded by powerful men like Woodrow Wilson towards D. W. Griffith’s aforementioned “black, rebellious slaves violate white women” rape fantasy, The Birth of a Nation, followed by Giger’s xenomorph as a postcolonial “lawn jockey” later crystalized by 1980s’ porn hauntologies (below). Something for moderates to preserve and for reactionaries to return to, said porn becomes an unironic product to consume and embody through canonical praxis; and it is precisely this kind of pornography we must de facto synthesize into healthier forms of sex-positive education (counterterror) during ludo-Gothic BDSM (re: “Concerning Big Black Dicks“):

(exhibit 32a: Artists: Victoria Paris and Sean Michaels. Since I’m writing about oppositional praxis as liminal expression [the execution of dialectical-material theory within thresholds] in porn pastiche, here’s a collage thereof: the black star athlete enjoying his forbidden prize, the white blonde in wifely silks. They kiss, then begin, him removing her panties and starting to fuck her. From every angle you can think of, the camera is curious and invasive, showing you things normally left to the fearful-fascinated imagination. Literally “sex with the lights on,”  the makers have placed these sights behind a canonical paywall; i.e., in medieval language, it’s a Catholic “sale of indulgence” or return to canonical norms. Rejected by Martin Luther and Protestantism during the Iconoclasm, this only led to the Protestant work ethic and Puritanism through American labor during the 20th century—work being holy and sold sex being unholy but profitable. In turn, this oscillating schism remained curiously in place under Reagan’s tenure, a high time of profitability during the latter-end of the “Golden Age of Porn.” VHS offered up a mass-produced, widely disseminated reprieve from one’s holy work through a taste of unholy decadence, laziness and unlawful carnal knowledge: blondie likes that big black dick, not only taking all of it like a champ but fucking back, power-bottom style. The potential for camp, thus ludo-Gothic BDSM, is there.)

The above exhibit might seem “harmlessly” cliché, but Gothic canon treats “black” as synonymous with “aggressively violent and racist” according to repressed sexual desires in the 20th and 21st centuries; i.e., black men sleeping with white women as a common source of contention among reactionary white men (and their token subordinates) declaring a state of emergency spearheaded by foreign knife dicks: a crisis of unwanted black penetration against white women. While canonical porn is full of whitewashed appropriations like these, it reaches back to older conflicts in American history we must dig up and confront. Generally uglier things are proceeded by cryptonyms of various kinds, including sex; but sex is generally a part of the problem being discussed in psychosexual bedlam.

For example, before the Wilmington Massacre of 1898, the Reconstruction-era town had black-owned businesses and politicians—until a white-supremacist mob retaliated with violence. This included a local racist editorial printing malicious slander against the black population, saying the latter were the rapists of white women (and implying that having “sheathed black daggers,” the modesty of white women was compromised forever):

Newspapers meanwhile spread claims that African Americans wanted political power so they could sleep with white women, and made up lies about a rape epidemic. When Alexander Manly, owner and editor of the Wilmington Daily Record, published an editorial questioning the rape allegations and suggesting that white women slept with black men of their own free will, it enraged the Democratic party and made him the target of a hate campaign (source: Toby Luckhurst’s “Wilmington 1898,” 2021).

Afterward, the town exploded into violence, resulting in the only successful domestic coup in American history. The massacre included a machine gun-armed white mob targeting and killing people of color and their allies. Sound familiar? Kyle Rittenhouse and the Proud Boys are merely copycats in a long tradition of upholding racist violence in the United States. This is not a glitch, but the system defending itself through bad-faith arguments projecting state rape onto state victims. Any voice of the oppressed must occur through the same basic dialog—in short, because that’s where power is concerned, thus amounts to where people are already looking and surviving.

The blindness of such gazes can be undone through iconoclastic narratives that subvert rape; i.e. ironic or critical rape fantasies that remove the harmful capabilities of the knife dick as a settler-colonial tool. These aren’t always playful in an obvious sense. For instance, the Wilmington Massacre inspired Charles W. Chesnutt’s The Morrow of Tradition (1901), an Austen-style novel-of-manners that devolves into a horrible riot partway through due to escalating racial tensions inspired by a local white supremacist newspaper. This paradigm shift was codified—teased decades later, post-Civil Rights movement, by canonical ’80s wish fulfillment; i.e., of canonical American pornography as a widespread extension of unchecked systemic American racism. The general sentiment stems from Lost Cause, Jim Crow and white supremacy and extends into various future groups like the Proud Boys. This happens through canonical behaviors and sentiments; i.e., coded behaviors taught by porn as incredibly body-centric, but also divisive regarding nature as alien under Cartesian rule.

This brings us to a corporal threshold, one the elite—try as they might—cannot fully monopolize in demon BDSM linked to Satanic morphological expression; i.e., the body and its knife dick (or vagina dentata) as a poetic offshoot of a greater inhuman[2] presence; e.g., Medusa’s snakes, Lilith’s demons; Sauron’s orcs, the alien queen’s insect brood or Dagon’s spawn; Cain’s son Grendel, Dracula’s thralls, etc, that reproduce in non-heteronormative ways (sodomy effectively meaning “non-PIV sex”) to endlessly produce armies of invincible barbarians, which as “forces of darkness/nature-run-amok” (e.g., Alex Jones’ “gay frogs”) must be conquered by state champions during returning “hard times[3]” that demand the knife dick’s resumed employment (which promises a bloody harvest to enrich the state-in-decay to a former glorious position).

First, we’ll examine the elite’s attempts at monopoly through Cartesian domination, then our counterterrorist responses dulling their blades in relation to what they cannot fully control as ours for the taking: our bodies reversing the process of abjection, hence psychosexual expression tied to various alien body types embodying nature and dark godly power that, in iconoclastic hands, can sever themselves from heteronormative sexuality (several of which we explored already in the manifesto; re: the BBC and BBW, in “Prey as Liberators“).

For us, this accounts for transition within thresholds amid perpetual trauma (in and around the body as part of nature) as a lived and inherited experience; but for those with relative privilege, said bodies are consumed—especially their swollen/cursed status (and tortured expression regarding state trauma) invoking those naughty of-nature sex fantasies that cis-het men—as beings of Civilization—aren’t supposed to have, watching

  • their white women get fucked by a well-endowed black man’s BBC (exhibit 32b)
  • a white man (their avatar) fucking a woman of color (exhibit 32b)
  • a PAWG (“Phat [already colonized vice: “pretty hot and tempting”]-Ass White Girl,” exhibit 32b/41b)
  • BBWs, which fetishize the female body in a return to pre-Cartesian appreciative forms; i.e., the Rubenesque, zaftig form revived in the modern age (exhibit 32c)

Such sanctioned voyeurism frames nature as grossly abject, its excessive trespasses tied to “interracial mixings” that aren’t allowed in “decent” society but curiously wait on standby in racialized pornographic forms; i.e., by powerful American companies with lateral neoliberal ties to a Christian executive. Under Reagan’s rule, porn flourished, as did the AIDS crisis and moral panic. Simply put, it was profitable. It might have clashed with his pure, family-friendly image, but it was far more lucrative to simply look the other way or scapegoat “the Gays” than it was to prevent harmful porn outright.

Canonical fetishes concern psychosexual violence through a Cartesian profit motive under which bodies become swollen fruits to harvest by knife-life genitals—albeit in a variety of psychosexual, alienizing ways per marginalized group: fat people vs white women vs people of color and their various intersections in undead, demonic and/or totemic forms. It is here where we must recognize the clichés and fetishes on their face; i.e., on our own bodies as fundamentally made of the same stuff in subjugated/complacent forms, but which offer up a proletarian function whose decision to fetishize ourselves in a subversive “exquisitely torturous” manner pointedly challenges the Cartesian profit motive (and knife dicks’ unironic rape scenarios brutalizing nature) in service to our basic human rights.

In keeping with duality and liminal expression, both types exist at the same time, and invoke similar forms of Gothic nostalgia presenting the body (and its genitals) as terrifying and powerful. Except, canon occurs in ways that are controlled by state forces serving Cartesian ends; i.e., exploited for their labor value along racialized lines (exhibit 32b) that must be reclaimed during ludo-Gothic BDSM: through bodies of all kinds employing a dark Satanic power that—while adjacent to sexual reproduction—isn’t the same thing as it or its knife-like enforcement.

(artist: Lera PI)

Nor is it a perfect copy of the state’s function of such devices. Instead of creating demons, per se, you have creative morphological expression as a double of state implements, resembling them but divorced through the paradox of terror[4] from the Cartesian means of alienating and fetishizing the monstrous-feminine as human-versus-animal: abject sexual reproduction, wherein the genitals become a knife to cause harm against nature. State predation fattens the human body but also consequently makes it into something that feels hideous, insect, and brood-like despite a relatively comely (or at least humanoid, above) outer guise. To that, any creativity that upends the status quo (also above) in this respect must humanize the usual targets of Cartesian violence treating people like vermin-in-disguise—a broad iconoclasm whose Satanic rebellion includes fat people (exhibit 32c) as “non-white” extensions of the natural world as normally penetrated and drained of their resources by Cartesian agents. If someone is fat, they are “dark,” thus incorrect for anything but the harvest, whose traumatic penetration and exterminatory slicing during harmful BDSM turns them into a variety of food types, but especially porn fetishizes (thus unironic psychosexual violence) for those both starved of sex and addicted to harmful, fetishized (thus alien) versions of it.

This reprobate punishment becomes something to face and acknowledge, mid-harvest inside Americanized media “stabbing the peach” on the Aegis as the Aegis according to anisotropic revenge arguments

(exhibit 32b: Artists: Heavenly Peaches and Advoree [the others are unknown or Google searches]. Pardon the expression, but interracial porn isn’t black-and-white. Rather, it assigns forbidden qualities to different fetishized bodies that historically-materially have different degrees of preferential mistreatment as “fruit for the harvest.” On paper, men are the universal clientele, with black men [and their BBCs] being framed as rapacious and white men as reprobate [which in Calvinism, a form of Protestantism, means “predestined to damnation”—i.e., “damned at birth,” but also “god-fearing”]. Women, meanwhile, are divided in settler-colonial terms: white women as “modest” provided they avoid being “like black women,” the latter being animalistic and full of gross, “demonic[5]” indulgences.

However, these various qualities can transfer from body to body—the fucker, the fucked, the sinner and the sinful associated with a gradient of skin color, organ size and body type. Generally, too, the booty and “doggystyle” are seen as sinful, secular or pagan ways of performing sex—non-missionary sex, in other words. Colonized variants of doggy generally present sexual activity and its attached body parts to rituals of compelled social-sexual domination, historically-materially tied to state violence. Pornographic expression can be reclaimed, of course, but those reclaiming it must partake in stigmatized rituals symbolically loaded with racist phobias and guilt; e.g., “It’s bad luck to do it doggy because God is watching.” Not only does Capitalism instill a sense of guilt within all workers; it grants the sinner a desire to rebel against a higher power by said power—i.e., the Paradox of Evil materialized as reactive abuse inside a high-control group’s test of faith, then disseminated under neoliberal Capitalism. Porn is a test destined to fail, thus meant to instill already undernourished workers with even more social-sexual guilt—menticide, through and through.)

and then transition endlessly away from psychosexual self-harm (seeing oneself as “knife-like[6]“) as a Cartesian byproduct regardless of where one is relative to the settler colony (which commodifies bodies differently based on location and type); i.e., towards an ironic, xenophilic state of self-acceptance whose complicated self-liberation happen though self-(GNC)-expression: humanizing the harvest. The fruit’s still delicious; it’s just not dehumanized and sliced up for profit, or slicing others up as such.

Synthesized within capital using our bodies’ counterterrorist function, doing so rescues our forbidden fruit and Satanic potential; i.e., girl talk, camp and monsters that yield creatively rebellious, liberating forms to exonerate Hell with, thus poetically open up hellish channels whose otherworldly gateways of exquisite, pleasurable “torture” hammer swords into ploughshares. This playful, consciously sex-positive xenophilia deftly subverts Cartesian norms, half-real perceptions of sovereignty and pretend state monopolies backed by actual lies, force and xenophobic manufacture (the trifectas) using Gothic poetics; i.e., across our lives and the lives of those we touch within a shared, at times incredibly soupy dialogic: a caterpillar that less turns into a butterfly whose symbolic metamorphosis the state fears, and more staying as it is (“dummy thicc”) while remaining equally fearsome[7]:

(exhibit 32c: Model and artist: Sinead Rhiannon and Persephone van der Waard. Sinead describes faer chubby caterpillar body as “basically a fat Barbie with holes”—not to depreciate its transformative value, but appreciate something that is desirable precisely because it is different and can be played with accordingly by two [or more] consenting parties. Larger bodies are canonically associated with/fetishized as stigma animals, Satanic hunger and vice, but also nutrients and vitality as something to enjoy in an iconoclastic, bacchanal manner between both sides; i.e., fruit-like, ripe and waiting to be sampled: the BBW as a pornographic treat laced with shame, which must be reclaimed by subverting said shame and its psychosexual violence harvesting fat bodies like chattel. The trick is to reverse European beauty standards [thus heteronormativity and settler-colonial dogma and animal stigmas] while expressing the desires and frustrations that these persons have, and which they express through their Satanic bodies and art in ways that evoke and revive the Rubenesque imaginary past to challenge the status quo in more inclusive, animalistic hauntologies.

 To that, fatness becomes a symbol to reclaim through language and negotiated play going hand-in-hand; e.g., as Sinead explains, “fat” is a generally-accepted neutral term in the fat community whereas a word like “ob*se” is considered a slur and should be avoided. Beyond spoken or written language, the reclamation of fat bodies through fat liberation [and not just positivity as something to sell to those with means] is partially devoted to consumption as a symbol that can be reclaimed from canonical forms, but has a hauntological [nostalgic] flavor—i.e., the likes of Rubens, Rembrandt and other Renaissance painters who had a different way of appreciating larger bodies in that period that has since become commodified in Western society and American hegemony on the global stage, but whose modern canon still has a dated flavor to it that evokes the stigmas of the Catholic church and fears of “outside” groups tied to forbidden desires and knowledge. The idea is to challenge Cartesian “othering” through our bodies and artwork, the collaborations that we do with other artists/SWers working towards the same goal: humanizing each other as normally harvested by the elite and their watchdogs.

For Sinead, this theatricality is highly specific: “My specialty is creatively costumed characters and corresponding fantasy-scene concepts including a super-wide variety of kink and dynamic options, and that I have a passion for glitter and chaos.” And fae often specifically caters to queer porn consumers using faer succulent body as plentiful, but also fantastical; i.e., the content fae makes for cis men is usually kind of an afterthought [and said men usually pay the misgendering upcharge]. Fae thinks it’s important, since content designed for people who aren’t cis men can be harder to find in general. And this is something I can help fae with through my art. The message I hope to convey through our negotiated labor exchange is something Sinead feels strongly about: “Like, it’s definitely getting easier to find queer porn, but a lot of queer and trans porn creators will still market heavily to cis men because they’re at least perceived to be the vast, vast, vast majority of the consumer market.” In other words, we want to appreciate queer culture sans pandering to the status-quo customer base who normally objectify us and commodify our struggles as Satanic during moral panics; i.e., fat bodies, in Sinead’s case, tied to pagan precursors to Satan as an animalistic religious figure of pre-Christian natures harvested by Cartesian forces: witches and faeries, Easter and Samhain [re: the monstrous-feminine “lady of the harvest,” but also said lady’s wild, forest-animal servants]. For us, the struggle[s] and solution[s] intersect.)

With exhibits 32a, b, and c, we’re returning to past forms of canonical media and studying them (and their Cartesian trauma) as codified worker relations and BDSM rituals; i.e., in anti-Cartesian ways that let workers learn to interpret canon for themselves—to understand its imaginary past from every angle, then repurpose and recreate demonic BDSM (the knife dick and the “pumpkin” it carves) through iconoclastic praxis in their own liminal forms. To this, pornography is extremely liminal under Capitalism, forced between states of consent and non-consent that cannot be easily determined; i.e., due to hyperreal depictions of beautiful smiling workers that historically cannot consent slowly having more rights but being tied to images traditionally associated with trauma: sex demons. The aim, here, is to challenge the “ghost of the counterfeit” in canonical porn: the penis (and traumatic penetration) as a codified threat of Cartesian rape and violence and the pussy (and by extension nature as “fat, sassy and dark”) the recipient; i.e., the torturer and the tortured through all the usual harvests. Whether a literal knife or dark “horseflesh,” these manmade rituals and coercive, toy-like fetishes invoke canonical praxis to evoke a rapacious Symbolic Order that compels sex worker submission. For example, unironic xenophobia affects men of color as scapegoated, animalistic rapists, while generations of cis-het white women collectively recognize rape through oral traditions passed down under reactive abuse. Over time, man’s natural “toy” starts to mirror the historical-material version, becoming one-in-the-same for wounded, scared victims: “Parents with sons have to worry about one penis; parents with daughters have to worry about all of them” (as if fathers can’t rape their sons).

The grander counterterrorist moral isn’t simply that traumatic penetration is psychosexual violence, which fetishes corporally represent; it’s that such devices can be reclaimed through iconoclastic praxis during liminal expression, wherein one chooses to fetishize oneself in controlled, informed psychosexual terms. Despite the ambivalent, conflicted nature of Gothic language, the awesome power to set ourselves free lives within us and our bodies as transcendent gateways to better worlds of infinite possibility framed as “impossible” by Capitalist Realism. Except, Hell—if it is to be a home for all of nature criminalized by Cartesian thought—must be a place on Earth. We must become of two worlds, then, “half-bred” to wreak havoc and sow discord towards a better kind of place than Cartesian order does when enforced by moderate cunning and reactionary brutes’ usual dogma. Their knife dicks rape and kill; ours “rape” and “kill” to drain our would-be-murders’ potency when aiming their weapons against us. They freeze under our power insofar as we humanize ourselves in their eyes and expose them as the brutalizers.

To this, Gothic-Communist instruction occurs through praxial synthesis telling a different story than canon does, the latter’s norms preying on nature and bodies tied to nature as something to harvest (“fat” being the classic state of something “ready-for-harvest”). By humanizing the harvest, the butt needn’t be a symbol of chattel, nor its owner’s smiling face a forced Doki-Doki-Literature-Club-style mask. The smile of the soon-to-be-fucked can be genuine; when the owner raises their butt, they can illustrate mutual consent, indicating how they actively want it from being hard-up: begging for some dick a particular way from a particular type of person while reclaiming the activity with their body and all too happy to do so—i.e., “We are not animals, nor are we guilty or afraid. Now gimme.” It becomes vitalistic in a vampiric way that celebrates the transmission of essence and vitality through all the usual vectors, minus the stigmas; i.e., a revival of older pre-Cartesian ways for seeing the world, updated for the kinds of dialogs-under-capital that have carefully evolved to bring these monsters (and their complicated humanity under state oppression) out into the open: a vampire standing in daylight, making them sparkle.

Trauma is always adjacent to sexuality and performance, but needn’t determine the outcome. Insofar as harm can be reduced to calculated risk in forms of iconoclastic playfulness, the imaginary past remains plastic, thus can be recoded by empowering monstrous aesthetics with a critical-instructional edge, but also jouissance; e.g., the vampire as a play on rape theatre, traumatic penetration (stakes and fangs) and vitalistic power exchange through medieval language as reclaimed by ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., from Cartesian thought’s bad instruction under capital: a harvesting of sanguine that enriches both parties through informed consent that profanes the church and returns to nature.

(exhibit 32d: Model and artist: Casper Clock and Persephone van der Waard. A huge part of my work is about updating pre-Enlightenment/settler-colonial nostalgia with a more inclusive Renaissance hauntology [medieval nostalgia]. Older authors discussed sin, pleasure and vice, and while they didn’t necessarily have queer language and queerness was [at least in the West] associated with sexual/gendered actions and not identities, this changed in the late 18th century in ways that canonized harmful variants of the medieval past and Gothic nostalgia; e.g., the demonization of Catholic excess linked to “non-white” bodies and heteronormative standards that basically fetishized other standards and descriptive genders and sexualities as “other.” Basically anything “Satanic”/sodomic became subject to state violence and control, whose abuses were then turned into shameful commodities; e.g., the homosexual man as a vampire, or the fat white woman as “black” in the stigmatized but also racialized sense. Race and sin, but also forbidden knowledge/devil worship, smashed together in the Enlightenment period, sold as vapors in Neo-Gothic novels before becoming more and more commodified during the 20th and 21st centuries.)

As we’ve discussed, vampirism (and porn at large) operates through various degrees of visibility and stealth during the liminal hauntology of war (and rape): “cruising” behind various layers of anonymity that treat the closet, dive bar bathroom stall, or backseat of a car as a cryptonym to turn Athena’s Aegis on our menticided foes, immobilizing them. We want to challenge this synonymous fusing of the marginalized body with violence, but also the canonical linking of all of these things to nature-as-alien; i.e., to a heteronormative binding of sex to gender hopelessly tied to human biology that weaponizes our shame against us while throwing our descriptive genders, sexualities and performances into an abject, self-policed state of existence.

So however ancient or modern—and whether it occurs inside a bathroom stall, church antechamber or coffin recorded at high definition or on a potato—the violent and sexual stories of kayfabe and the Gothic should speak to our experiences inside a settler colony while enjoying psychosexual likeness of systemic adversity we overcome on all performative and lived registers; e.g., the palliative-Numinous inside the castled Gothic opera. This intersectional solidarity also includes whatever generations we hail from, or degrees to which we openly or not-so-openly get by and off as on and offstage blend together (to various degrees of stillness and trembling under disturbing sensations speaking to our trauma as inherited across generations). But this also requires accounting for potential allies during revolutionary cryptonymy while speaking to and from own complicated experiences intermingling with others’ similar to, and incredibly different from, ours. Sooner or later, it has to meld, but it’s up to us fags (and other minorities) to speak with our voices: our drama not as a piece of popcorn food for the Straights (who are often part of the problem), but a means to tell them know, however imperfectly, the way we feel in relation to them inside the Imperial Core.

To escape the closeted freakshow status of nature-as-abject, we can employ monstrous language that allows for sex-positive forms of essence, knowledge and power exchange through ludo-Gothic BDSM; e.g., not just the Amazon or knight, damsel or demon, but the vampire (queer person), gross person (fat/muscular) or person of color, etc, as combined with a whole army of Gothic status symbols and arrangements of power and control. As profound ontological statements concerned with Cartesian abuse, these make up a collective ludo-Gothic paradox/educational act; i.e., rooted in Gothic play and psychosexual performance, thus adjacent to phallic harm as normally produced by the state and which we to overthrow through cryptonymic rebellion: to look the part, but no longer play it by refusing to obey the elite’s evil commands; e.g., as Anubis does to Emperor Tulpa: “Ronins, I am one of you!” Such is intersectional solidarity pushing towards universal liberation while rejecting tokenized forms during ludo-Gothic BDSM.

Per the knife dick, there are legions of examples in how Cartesian thought fetishizes nature to chattelize it, and the non-white/fat body or vampire are only three by which to camp canon with. Regardless of the monster (or body type/gender) being performed, reverse-abject revelations reunite viewers with an old truth mythologized by Capitalism, but also liminalized by it: Maybe women/GNC persons like being “ravished,” playfully using the old rituals and monstrous language in transformative studies of subversive, even transgressive expression—i.e., an iconoclasm that respects the past and wisely fears its tyrants, then laughs in their withered, old zombie faces by placing “rape” in quotes as a means of applying theory through cultivated habits that humanize the harvest. It does so by reclaiming the “tools” of worker enslavement for these same workers to “revisit” linguistic sites of Cartesian trauma with, and heal from its traumatic penetration through a reclaimed social-sexual ritual (we’ll be sure to examine asexual modes of expression in Volume Three, I promise): “Watch us get fucked the way we want to, by whatever sex organs (or toys) we choose together!

During ludo-Gothic BDSM, the knife or the stake becomes camped, thus placed in quotes, but remains a time-consuming process; intelligence and awareness are drained by state xenophobia and must be restored over time through good-faith instruction—i.e., through reliable, time-tested means: power and sex, but also ironic xenophilia and appreciative peril more broadly acting as rewards. Their instructive pleasure and pleasurable pain (divorced from harm) can synthesize good social-sexual habits according to our manifesto arguments (and thesis backbone): a culture of state terror versus a Gothic counterculture of worker counterterror performing informed mutual consent, whose pedagogy of the oppressed delivers appreciative irony vis-à-vis Cartesian trauma. Power lies in Gothic theatre as something to reclaim from our colonizers.

(artist: Iahfy)

Cartesian thought treats workers as meat without ironic “rape” scenarios/calculated risk to safeguard them from genuine xenophobic harm; e.g., the palliative Numinous as an ironically xenophilic, thus beneficial ritual. As stewards, not harvesters of nature, we need to heed the dual function of fetishes when partaking in “exquisite torture” ourselves (and in ways that avoid Radcliffe’s openly spifflicating demon lovers). Subversion is our most potent weapon because its gender trouble and parody can transform the relationship between Heaven and Hell as a dialectical-material conversation. Post-Milton, anything that has the power to liberate through creation—especially morphological expression divorced from sexual reproduction—will be canonically fetishized by default; i.e., the Gothic and its “darkness visible” of the Satanic rebel; e.g., the thinking woman as alien and insectoid, but also darkly delicious when put to heel by Cartesian forces. In iconoclastic terms, such a double can hijack the aesthetic of power and death (re: Sontag’s black leather) to willingly act out the powerful mommy dom “destroying” the subby femboy (above) as they repurpose torture language (and “traumatic” penetration) as decedent, salubrious and various other complicated emotions[8]; i.e., speaking to our experiences as identities (not simply actions) mid-struggle while cruising inside the liminal hauntology of war—all to protect themselves from capital treating them as vermin-like extensions of nature-run-amok: things to sugar-coat, then exterminate. All the same, while fetishes humanize the alien as routinely harvested by Cartesian thought, it’s also vital to recognize the oppressed are not the fetishes they use to liberate themselves with; e.g., Satan, Dracula or Medusa is a performance, not a person. Even if those fetishizes concern their bodies as dark, queer, fat, or otherwise “other” in the eyes of the state, a fetish is an informed action—a performance tied to a body as one’s own by which to identify with nature as abjected by Cartesian dominators.

We’ll examine the history of demon BDSM and its evolution/regeneration in Volume Two, and our own present praxis in Volume Three as informed by the past during appreciative irony in Gothic counterculture. For the moment, just remember that, in a post-scarcity world without sin or scapegoats, iconoclasts can use monstrous-liminal expression to return to an older time in a new linguo-material world replete with implements of harm that have yet to be fully reclaimed. This reclamation can be appreciative rape fantasies, but also complex forms of subversive wish fulfillment that instill a liminal, “perceptive” sense of control into the ritualized pastiche of war and rape. It becomes a messy-yet-vital means of gossip through monsters and camp fundamental to proletarian praxis’ instruction: revolutionary cryptonymy through torturous devices like the knife dick as fundamentally liminal—a piece of the monster but also a historical-material reflection of state violence interwoven with queer people and other oppressed existences exploited by Cartesian forces. Part of the trauma is interrogating and disentangling ourselves from unironic forms, which involves ambiguity through a shared aesthetic whose function is not set. There’s a simultaneous application of disguise and exposure through competing codes that make up revolutionary theatres (which Volume Three’s Chapter Five will conclude on): “flashing” exhibits, exhibit 53; breeding kinks, exhibit 87a; and even ahegao when handled with care, exhibit 140d, as risky behaviors portrayed as safely as possible: depicting rough sex/consent-non-consent, where workers ultimately stay in control and simultaneously communicate the state’s Cartesian divisions to better emancipate sex workers from the harm said divisions cause.

And if the canonical knife penis still sounds like a stretch, remember that a) women are historically the heroines in, and traditional audiences of, Gothic literature; and b) that Joseph Crawford, writing in his introduction to Gothic Fiction and the Invention of Terrorism (2013), described “terrorist literature” in the late 18th century (the peak of the Neo-Gothic novel in Britain) as having developed in connection with state fears of worker rebellions’ counterterrorism deliberately mislabeled as “terrorism”:

The idea of a single Gothic literature of terror, stretching continuously from the 1760s to the present day, imposes a false unity on these early works, which were referred to as “Gothic stories” only because they were set in the “Gothic ages” (i.e. the medieval or early modern period) rather than the present day, and were more likely to be sentimental romances than tales of terror; the preoccupation with evil, fear, and violence, which is the defining characteristic of later Gothic literature, did not become a prominent part of the genre until the success of Radcliffe’s later novels in the 1790s. I thus became increasingly convinced that, although works referring to themselves as “Gothic” had existed since the 1760s, the true roots of the Gothicised rhetoric I had observed in the nineteenth century were to be found not in the anxieties of the mid-eighteenth-century middle classes, but a generation later; in the fearful decade at the century’s end.

It was in the 1790s that Gothic fiction and rhetoric first became truly popular in Britain; it was also in these years that Britain, like the rest of Europe, was struggling with the consequences of the French Revolution. […] In a very real sense, the Revolution created Gothic, transforming a marginal form of historical fiction chiefly concerned with aristocratic legitimacy into a major cultural discourse devoted to the exploration of violence and fear (source)

but also, I would argue, on account that it would potentially condition women to disobey their husbands(!) and GNC/colonized workers more broadly to rebel against Cartesian models likes of which Mary Shelley called out in her own works; i.e., to invent not as the state does (us-versus-them) but in the Miltonian Satanic tradition taken beyond what Milton, Marx or many others since thought possible.

The collective idea, then, is to evoke a pedagogy of the oppressed that can be applied through compounding habits that came from Gothic stories reflecting on rape through nature as abjected by Western forces raping the criminal, fetishizing the alien, etc, for profit. The passive, dubious rebellion of Ann Radcliffe (and her demon lovers) is literally history in this regard. Even so, I completely disagree with Jarad Fennell when he writes that only female authors “identify the source of fear and terror as existing outside the self and involve a critique of institutional power” (“Sublime Terror and Uncanny Horror in Gothic Novels,” 2023); Lewis, as we’ve already established in our thesis and manifesto, clearly had much to say about institutional power, but was merely more outlandishly queer/violent about it in ways Radcliffe stayed quite quiet on. Even if you aren’t female, of color, queer or non-Christian, you can still be an ally to these postcolonial struggles (far more than Radcliffe was); you needn’t be Radcliffe’s banditti towards nature, the Cartesian man-of-science/capitalist stealing everything behind an abject veneer framing others as alien criminals while you pilfer them and the natural world as dumb, monstrous-feminine and unthinking—easy prey for the Pygmalion genius, the patriarchal overlord, the Gothic villain.

Having considered the patriarchal nature of Cartesian dualism raping nature through traumatic penetration—i.e., as enacted by men and tokenized, Amazonian agents, but also pornographic expression—I want to conclude the symposium and the volume with a matriarchal afterthought for you reflect on when synthesizing praxis and subverting potential state trauma, yourselves. To that, I want to give an imperative, lesson, and anecdote to close out the chapter with.

First, the imperative. Now’s the time to be active! Absorb, learn, create and share! Whereas Wordsworth once implored, “Let nature be your teacher!” we need to account for nature as it exists presently informed by past-and-future ideas. Help you and your fellow workers, then, by creating a fresh socio-educational line of Matrilineal descent; i.e., whose Wisdom of the Ancients challenges the status quo’s rotting nepotistic standards. But also? Be bold! Don’t be cowed or discouraged. Don’t listen if you’re told you’re “wasting” your time or your talents. Coming from me, a former playmate once chided me for using my Gothic MA degree to get laid (that’s a long story but essentially I was writing Gothic roleplays on Kik, Reddit and Fetlife). However, when they told me “that’s not what a master’s degree is for!” I replied, “Why not both?” Why not, indeed! The whole point was to expand my mind/intelligence and awareness, hence ability to instruct new people in regards to my trauma; i.e., as something to contribute to a growing pedagogy of the oppressed. If that gets me laid and demonstrates revolutionary praxis in defense of nature, then mission accomplished!

(artist: Hiddend8)

Second and third, a lesson and anecdote. Lesson-wise, sex is a wonderful educator but so are sources of education prohibited by capital: performance and play when camping canon in ways that asexualize sex and prey on nature; i.e., through public nudism as de facto education, versus simply a Cartesian device to arouse visual excitement and nothing else. While there’s nothing wrong with visual stimulation through porn and dark aesthetics (mommy or otherwise), the abject function of Capitalism demonizes Mother Nature to devour her as an unironic psychosexual fetish. Generally this is very bad in how it routinely leads to the rape of nature and workers “of nature” through Cartesian, thus patriarchal, systems of capital justifying nature’s “incorrect” forms to sanction her own rape. Porn needs to be perceptive!

However, as Volume Two’s exploration of monsters will show us, nature isn’t just monstrous-feminine; it’s tied to forbidden knowledge, an iconoclastic, xenophilic Wisdom of the Ancients whose combined Humanities modules reveal Cartesian dualism’s myriad abuses and xenophobic alienations of nature—as food, but also undead, demonic and totemic. Matrilineal descent, then, is a maverick intellectual pursuit tied to the struggles of everyday life under Patriarchal Capitalism, and one that can cultivate powerful social-sexual habits/pathways in service of sex positivity liberating nature from its patriarchal rapists’ perceived air of omnipotence. The door to other worlds—be they the proverbial stars, Hell, or simply “the beyond”—isn’t something to dread, but welcome and relish as a precious opportunity to change into something new. But it must occur using the same basic language and aesthetics “passed down” through older monstrous-feminine educators pilfered from Cartesian forms. We’re not whitewashing Heaven or breaking into it through some kind of trial to prove ourselves[9] to a higher power. We’re making Hell our home-to-perceive through the Satanic deities caged inside our own breasts: “The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.”

(artist: Asu Rocks)

To that, I want to give a short anecdote valorizing the very things Cartesian thought would seem to alienate, fetishize and rape: female/monstrous-feminine education/reinvention as criminal, once-upon-a-time, but also unthinkable by Cartesian proponents then-and-now crippled by Capitalist Realism (the paradox of the thinking zombie, demon, animal[10] and alien, etc). Just as Mary Wollstonecraft passed down the privilege of progressive education onto her daughter, Mary Shelley, the women on my mother’s side were/are all intellectuals. From my great-grandmother to me, they found ways to be active and do things “beyond their stations”; or within them—i.e., my grandmother throwing absolute shade Erica’s way for doing what she did to Uncle Dave, but also “staying in her lane” by generally letting men cheat because “men cheat, and it’s the woman’s fault.” No one ever said that Gran was perfect, but her imperfection is not absolute, either. Habits are like broken bones; you have to break old injuries to help the bone heal, thus achieve praxial catharsis through synthesis.

For example, my grandmother might be an old battleaxe who actually “does a sexism” quite often; she’s still fought plenty of battles for children, including those who weren’t her own (she worked in an asylum for mentally ill children for years and looked after the boys and the girls, which the state eventually released back out onto the street to die). To be sure, she often wore her rose-tinted glasses and didn’t speak out “for the children’s sake” when my grandfather had his psychotic breaks; but the moment my mother remembered her own abuse as a child and confirmed it through the wife of a relative (again, girls talk), my grandmother synthesized her daughter’s trauma through girl talk as a means of preventing future harm: she confronted the perfidious old man and told him to his face that she fucking knew what he did. The old creep confessed and later, Gran and Mom danced on his grave. How’s that for Gothic?

(photographer: Robert Massa)

End of the Road: Concluding the Roadmap and Volume One

How easy it is to deny the pain / Of someone else’s suffering

—Chuck Schuldiner; “Suicide Machine” on Death’s Human (1991)

With the roadmap finale concluded, so ends Volume One. Before we segue into Volume Two, I want to quickly (over the next ten pages) reiterate some key things Volume One has covered that you should keep in mind moving forward. You should now have a fairly sound idea of synthesizing praxis through our manifesto and its instruction; i.e., the conscious cultivation of social-sexual habits (and those in connection with you) into emotionally and Gothically intelligence and class/cultural awareness regarding state trauma, power and general abuse as things to interrogate, negotiate and replay out on the same shared stages. Your habits should collectively subvert the Cartesian trauma of war and rape using perceptive pastiche and liminal expression during proletarian creative success—in short, to express your own sex positivity and interrogations of trauma and power in opposition to state synthesis and pushback via reactionary behaviors: your instruction of simplified theory through a collective pedagogy of the oppressed vis-à-vis the basics’ gossip, monsters and camp versus the state’s harmful, unironic forms; i.e., good instruction versus bad, generally through cathartic psychosexuality and ludo-Gothic BDSM.

(artist: Fugtrup)

We’ll examine proletarian praxis amid Gothic poetics during Volume Three. As we move onto Volume Two, we will consider past proletarian praxis as a social-sexual process of Gothic poetics conveyed through various Humanities-themed modules: the undead, demons and totems. Each will demonstrate how sex-positive egregores have the power to reimagine the material world through creative expression conveyed by a living chain of workers responding to what other workers have already left behind; i.e., subverted trauma as something to reexamine and continuously negotiate with through a constantly updated Wisdom of the Ancients that reclaims the Base and recultivates the Superstructure by camping canon, raising worker intelligence and awareness during class/culture war amid a shared, intersectional pedagogy of the oppressed. Organically enacted by actively imaginary revolutionaries at various levels, Gothic Communism responds to the status quo of popular media as a disjointed collective seeking to reunite against the state. For this purpose, I’m not entirely trusting of the galaxy-brained eggheads in academia, leaning far more into Edward Said’s notion of non-accommodated/marginalized intellectuals. I specifically want to apply Said’s concept to various generations of artistic and sex-working persons: those of the Baby Boomer generation, Gen X, the Millennial generation, and Gen Z synthesizing praxis on artistic platforms and social media more broadly.

In doing so, Gothic Communism seeks update the flow of absorption—the literal direction and control of disseminated information and how it changes the way mass media is perceived and consumed; i.e., how we see ourselves as workers in relation to nature and the material world, and how praxial inertia and resistance are overcome through paradox. This elaborate strategy of misdirection (re: Frederic Jameson) can use iconoclastic praxis to push back against canon in ways those in power will notice and respond to, albeit in ways state-sanctioned force cannot “solve.” Indeed, state reprisals only historically-materially bring marginalized communities closer together, “girl-talking” more and more as a means of community defense/rape and trauma prevention against an ancestral, systemic foe that exposes their embarrassing failings in ways only impotent, callow men can generate.

(source: Maya Oppenheim’s “Incel Culture Should Be Classed as Terrorism,” 2021)

Iconoclasm is seldom black-and-white. Rather, development requires decolonization as a liminal proposition of gatekept thresholds; re: whose “Imperialism of theories” (re: Norton) extend historically-materially beyond the academic world and into a public Gothic; i.e., Gothic language and its complex, liminal expressions of power as colonized/decolonized during oppositional praxis by everyday workers, literally synthesized through the social-sex lives of those for or against the state. Gothic-Communist revolution is prolonged, subversive struggle, reclaiming canonical pastiche/praxis in liminal, “perceptive” forms that slowly open the gates and keep them open: our minds, our language, our creations, our praxis liberated through intersectional solidarity.

As already stated, I don’t consider pastiche to simply be “blind parody” like Jameson’s Postmodernism (1991) does; there’s room for ironic parody and satire, as well as enjoyment of canonical material without endorsing it. Through complex co-existence, the collective action of iconoclastic media’s liminal-didactic components manifest in ways that, over space and time, historically-materially make all of us better teachers and students in an active and passive sense: Put in more colloquial language, “Suddenly we girls are running the show, tellin’ the good from the bad and pushin’ the creeps to the side for our socio-material benefit.” Involuntarily celibate? Tough shit! Ain’t got time for bad students who don’t want to learn (or pay out)! If you can’t be bothered to do the bare minimum, don’t “play” by trying to cheat, or by forcing someone to play with you the way you want them too; i.e., abuse encouragement patterns that treat us like chattel. That’s gross and super fucked up. Might does not make right, my Manosphere dudes; if we can’t get that through your thick skulls, then at least we don’t have to sleep with you! As weird iconoclastic nerds, we can play our own games and make our own rules, odds, luck, fate, monsters, poetics, and covert maneuvers (e.g., “poker faces”) during revolutionary cryptonymy and the other Four Gs.

As mentioned in Volume Zero, our enemy is as much cognitive estrangement as it is dissonance. My (and your) instructional emphasis, then, lies in how people “actually talk”; i.e., “how people talk” in the Internet Age, according to a complex, organic blend of everyday speech, memes, anecdotes, code (a lot of queer activism is tied to memes and humor that pokes fun of the status quo, for example; Ty Turner’s “The STRAIGHTS Are STRUGGLING,” 2022)—and various other linguistic elements and artist expression that operate passively or actively as de facto exhibits of proletarian praxis. As a whole, Gothic Communism seeks to cultivate a sex-positive approach that avoids the pitfalls of academia (and if academics feel alienated by this approach, that’s ultimately a hazard of their overspecialized professions). Within oppositional praxis, the Gothic mode’s means and materials of production—it’s monsters, lairs, and mediums—are praxis when synthesized, are for or against Capitalism in ways that invite the viewer to look at Athena’s Aegis and be changed by it.

Our aim is revolution and development, which happens in active resistance to canonical praxis and its various pastiches. Pastiche is merely the presence of remediated praxis, which Capitalism reduces to cheap, mass-produced counterfeits; liminality is largely an attempt to enter the threshold and convey something different with pastiche (something to keep in mind as we talk about pastiche and liminality throughout Volumes Two and Three); e.g., porn, monsters, BDSM, etc. Thereupon, our furious, gossiping exhibits of ironic, “perceptive” pastiche become an active invitation to look—partly at this former midden with fresh eyes, but also our exhibits as refashioned from old parts to give you those eyes. Let the scales fall from them. Per my expansion of Castricano’s cryptomimesis, gossip with monsters, camping canonical ones in the process. “Make it gay” with your own Satanic power adding to the spectres of Marx chorusing already.

Gothic Communism is about overcoming praxial inertia and state violence by exposing state decay and abuse through monstrous language; it is not the rotting corpse of canon, but a perceived end of the world that challenges Capitalist Realism by killing Capitalism and its myopia of apocalyptic forces designed to rape and destroy your minds. If canon uses fear and dogma—but also freezing terror and a carefully cultivated inability to imagine a better world than the current socio-economic order—then Gothic Communism reverses this process through the same aesthetics to achieve an opposite function: the liberation of workers through iconoclastic art; i.e., sexualized, oft-Gothic counterterror and delight. We are not defined by how the state tries to criminalize us, but our own bodies, sexualities, genders and identities do lie adjacent to very-real harm as something to disentangle ourselves from. It requires a confrontation with ourselves as devils ordinarily persecuted by state forces, except proletarian logics assist us in ways that free us from state enslavement; i.e., by accepting the ontological irony of our own psychosexualities and subsequent catharsis, and developing a language for that we can share with others. This is often literal, but maintains a monstrous appearance adopted by new generations of people working through their own trauma, guilt and shame; i.e., subverting canon to better acquire joy and community in the process:

(exhibit 32d: Artist: Danomil, of their OC, Vilka the marshmallow dog. As Danomil says, “I’ve been really horny lately so here are 8 more stickers for you! […] Use them for your pleasure!” Indeed, my partner Bay and I often use them when communicating and playing on Telegram together. Vilka speaks to me and how I feel around Bay but also how I want to fuck them.)

A common Biblical symbol of death is the white horse; subversion achieves class and culture war as a conscious effort—i.e., through monstrous language that introduces incongruous new elements; e.g., a white dog (above) or rabbit, etc, as challenging canon’s heteronormative instruction to interrogate power and trauma. From an iconoclastic standpoint, then, “death” is simply change, transformation regarding these complicated matters. Active, informed iconoclasm (and its darkness visible) invite one to look at forbidden, satirical, half-real, undead/demonic and animalized things that, once seen, have the power to transform workers through what they consume; i.e., not the totalitarian myth of turning one to stone, but turning workers into something new and the world slowly with them: your minds, but also your language and how you present yourselves in relation to the natural-material world.

(artist: Danomil)

To that, do not fear chaos and death; embrace it! Follow the white rabbit or dog when you see its fur stained with the blood of canonical abuses; heed its pedagogy of the oppressed and inhabit the same spaces through empathy and love. The food will taste better, the sex will hit harder (all the good spots). Make it a part of yourself that instructs better behaviors moving forward; you’ll be surprised how different things seem. Precisely these mechanisms, once adopted, will slowly change how you think but also how you act; i.e., what you synthesize through your own creative successes.

Through the fulfillment of the Six Rs, the bourgeoisie will “turn to stone,” but also their victimized servants: the canonical rapists and warriors; proverbial trolls, silver-tongued vampires, and legions of the fascist undead, heroes and warlords, but also the entire structure that makes them and their false fears, their empty hopes, their deadly dreams. This includes their sell-out thought leaders, shills, and politicians telling you how to think (or not think) with canonical praxis—in effect, warning you not to look and see for yourself while turning you into canonical monsters that abuse yourselves and your fellow workers to support a select few “lucky ones.” It becomes a brand, so challenge that with your own praxis; synthesize it into something that doesn’t sell out like past groups have:

(exhibit 33a: Artist: Mick Cassidy. Metallica isn’t just a giant sell-out band; they’re “class traitors” who monopolized the metal industry for their own base ends. Or as Top Dollar once put it, “The idea has become the institution.” What once were young and hungry Bay Area thrashers from the streets slowly but deliberately became aging grandpas that can’t hold a candle to their former selves, or their career competitors actually keeping the genre energized. But Zombie Metallica won’t stop touring! Even so, I can shine a light on this corrupt monopoly and still love their first five albums [and some of their latter-day songs, even if the production sucks] and their merch. God, these guys really know how to promote themselves—by paying other talented artists to sell their brand for them, of course! But Metallica doesn’t own art or metal [despite them dominating the algorithms with fan-made pastiche [Persephone van der Waard’s “My Two Cents: Ep 3., Lux Aeterna on KEA,” 2023] riding that wave: “Metallica pastiche” and its various offshoots [refer to the Acknowledgements section to see examples from my “Two Cents” interview Q&A series]. This includes Megadeth and other famous contemporaries reanimated by fans decades later [Ali’s “ Tornado Of Souls w/Peace Sells Tone,” 2023]. Much like the entire NWOTHM movement, it becomes its own thing for fans to work at as endless labors of love. Take what they produce and make it your own. Make metal your ironic anthem, a cornerstone of your praxis as you “set the world on fire,” iconoclastically transforming the status quo for workers everywhere.)

The state and its defenders aren’t sacred, nor are corporations or industry giants, celebrities and greedy musicians. Become informed and aware then help other workers do the same, collectively instructing a collective means to interrogate generational abuse. But also, don’t put the cart before the horse (with you being the horse in this case). Yes, all iconoclastic workers must be “motherly” to some extent—protectors, providers, teachers with liminal-iconoclastic language: those who hunt the hunters in linguo-material ways, through countercultural “war” mascots (we’ll examine these more in Volume Three; e.g., Chapter Five, exhibit 102). Be that the “memeing” of (or as I call it, “transformative quoting”—usually in relation to campy films with memorable scenes; e.g., “Garbage Day!” from Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2, 1987) or some other form of creative playfulness, Gothic subversion works at an individual and societal level when creating for other workers, not for the bourgeoisie (all bourgeoisie [and their proponents] are war profiteers within Man Box culture). Ludo-Gothic BDSM is the holistic approach, and one that gets to the core of the issue; re: Capitalism sexualizes everything.

Have fun with it and don’t be afraid to try new things to make something special; e.g., Russkaja’s “Russian Turbo Polka Metal.” There’s nothing new under the sun, but all things are made up and remade again, so give it a shot! Be brave, be visible, and stand up for yourselves; otherwise the image of you—like Picasso’s women—is destroyed, along with your history the image represents. This history is generally annihilated and whitewashed in Capitalism’s rainbow façade as “true activism/controlled opposition.” Opposition isn’t just a t-shirt for sale (though it can involve t-shirts and logos, like the Raised Fist or Che Guevara, exhibits 8b2); it involves the destruction of property for the betterment of workers, animals, children and nature, etc: rioting in demonstrable ways that protest very real (and repressed) abuses of power. You have to take that power back by finding your own voice to speak out with; even if you’re punished, you’ll have made that visible—something that cannot easily be ignored.

For example, as Kathryn Ferguson says of Sinéad O’Connor in Nothing Compares (2022): “So many women are reduced to footnotes in history. I couldn’t bear that for Sinead” (source: Sylvia Patterson, 2022). But O’Connor’s famous destruction of an image of the pope for him defending pedophiles was, itself, tantamount to seditious vandalism of Catholic canon—i.e., a very real and precocious stand against the state-of-affairs that threatened her burial by the state through a banning by SNL (itself a centrist institution filled with American liberals supportive of Pax Americana):

Perhaps her most iconic moment was in 1992, on Saturday Night Live. O’Connor, who was raised Catholic, was performing a version of Bob Marley’s “War.” She changed some of the lyrics to reference child abuse and then held up a picture of Pope John Paul II as she reached the final line: “We have confidence in the victory of good over evil.”

Then she ripped up the photo and said, simply, “Fight the real enemy” (source: Tori Otten’s “Banned From SNL for Calling Out the Pope,” 2023).

(source tweet: Feminist Collages, 2023)

All the same, as girl-talking “mothers of the world,” this isn’t some zero-sum game where class/culture consciousness makes it impossible for you to subsist in the barren fields of Capitalism, its endless retro-future hauntologies treating worker unity and teamwork like a fantasy with a price tag. It starts with you looking out for yourself and yes, having fun (remember Sarkeesian’s adage). Decide your level of commitment to the Cause, being that rioting or commercial protesting or extracurricular education. But also: figure out for yourself what you like in terms of self-care as a means of political-material endorsement; experiment, look, swim, fuck, try on new clothes, use new toys, speak in code, in memes; laugh, cry and share. Make friends—boys, girls, queer folk, animals, mythical creatures—and go from there. Inform your own consumption and production habits as praxial factors; don’t settle for those given to you by the bourgeoisie.

And if the end result is that you want to do your part by making a podcast that speaks out against oppression instead of rioting in the streets—and that, in terms of cuties, you prefer chubby androgynes/deep-throated nerds who wear college alumni sweaters, have fuzzy pussies, freckles and horn-rimmed glasses (that “Velma” look) and “know what they’re doing” in the bedroom when it comes to toys, fucking and getting topped or topping you—then cool, that’s what you like! The same goes for being sex-repulsed and “grey ace” gradients. Canonical praxis, on the other hand, is workers actively wanting to like what Capitalism deems acceptable and abjecting everything else, including sex-positive workers and their art as something to extinguish entirely. It’s the canonical desire to “fit in” and punish those who don’t—i.e., violent genocide, but also neglect, scorn, and ignorance thereof administered by literal or figurative police agents.

Zeuhl did that to me, telling me not to write because it concerned them as someone who didn’t want to be seen or associated with me and my work (and who did their best to appropriate activism through BLM as a recuperated movement that ultimately sold out); Jadis told me not to write either. Anyone who tells you not to stand up for yourself serves the status quo. Books exist to critique and hold power accountable; so does music (e.g., New Zealand reggae: Kora’s “Politician,” 2004; or inuk circumpolar hip-hop/rap[11] [a combination of rap, metal, and traditional inuk folk] Uyarakq’s “Move, I’m Indigenous,” 2021). Telling others not to riot or stand up for themselves is at worst, openly abusive, and at best, controlled opposition/centrism as a kind of suppressed abuse, the latter entirely befitting of zombie metal acts like Metallica who, at the end of the day, really only care about making as much money as possible for themselves by monopolizing the market; they’re shit activists and shrewd, aging businessmen—i.e., the very thing they were protesting against in their heyday! Don’t be like Zeuhl, Jadis or Metallica; don’t snuff out your fire because those in or aligned with power tell you to. Be like O’Connor, instead. Have courage and express that courage; i.e., in ways whose ludo-Gothic BDSM discourages systemic abuse, priming the conditions for a proper blaze among the kindling. Better to burn property than people. Silence will not stop abuse, but prolong it:

In defense of his own people, Bruce Lee once said, “We are not sick men of Asia!” We are not terrorists; we’re counterterrorists, activists. Ignorance of worker abuse is no excuse towards demonizing us—not in the Internet Age when the entire world is at our fingertips, waiting to be reexplored, rediscovered, and reclaimed, along with our labor, our power, our bodies. Unified workers can lead sex and its ambivalent markers away from their current traumatic history (and dissociation with canonical “pleasure”) towards new pleasurable histories. The dick can certainly feel good, or the little toy or getting royally pounded, rapidly fingered, softly licked, tenderly cuddled post-fuck, snuggled without sex at all, etc; but only under sex-positive socio-material conditions between emotionally/Gothically intelligent workers who have the means to master their emotions, but also “mother” new connections and bonds that unteach the old fearful, menticidal ways under Capitalism.

In more dialectical-material language, I’m framing creativity itself as a proletarian thought response to a historical-material world and the natural processes contained therein—either activity informed by material production (the Base), which art affects differently depending on how it’s controlled and cultivated (the Superstructure). Material image production, for example, determines the images that people consume—i.e., as products to endorse, reject or reinvent through a cultivated imagination tied to class consciousness (and “false conscious” variants forwarded by neoliberal ideologues, patrons and consumers). While this socio-material process involves various factors, I’ve chosen to focus on sexuality within sex work as a means of transforming popular artwork as it already exists, thereby treating iconoclastic imagery as a sex-positive, educational mode that allows people to become sex-positive themselves, thus emotionally/Gothically intelligent. This, in turn, can help already-exploited workers imagine a world beyond Capitalism by pointedly highlighting the trauma it causes surrounding our own bodies and identities as entangled, specifically its targeted exploitation through heteronormative canon of sex workers using various codified stigmas that make abusers abuse and victims victimized: blind, deaf and dumb to the world as it decays around them and their “god” falls silence (the cruelty and eventual death of the owner class); the only way out is through solidarized intersectionality according to what we produce together and speak out against state forces with using what we have at our disposal: iconoclastic art as liberating workers under Capitalism by humanizing the harvest during ludo-Gothic BDSM.

(artist: Sinead Rhiannon)

This concludes the roadmap and Volume One. Now that we’re armed with both the thesis argument from Volume Zero and the “basics”—of girl talk (and an expanded understanding and vocabulary of trauma recognition/rape prevention language), menticide, the liminal proposition of subversive revolution, constructive anger and “perceptive” pastiche (of rape and war); along with the core manifesto of Gothic Communism—I want to proceed into the Humanities primer in earnest. To that, Volume Two will examine the past history of monstrous expression; i.e., its canonical usage made to sexually exploit non-heteronormative workers, as well as the oft-queer mechanics used to humanize these same workers through ludo-Gothic BDSM. It will be something to learn from when we consider enacting monstrous sex positivity and proletarian praxis towards universal liberation ourselves in Volume Three.

Onto “A 2025 Foreword: On Volume One’s New Edition Focusing on Ludo-Gothic BDSM (and Cuwu)“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] Generally of the hero, but also the hero’s victims, whereupon the conqueror’s death is enshrined in a vault of worship pushing the mythic life-and-death glory forward into new, unsuspecting minds. Or as my thesis volume argues; re (from “Author’s Foreword”):

In other words, canon (thus Capitalism) is full of ritual sacrifice with a Christianized flavor (crucifixion) or Westernized abuse of paganized forms whose divine right revives the glory of recuperated Roman aesthetics (the Nazi as quasi-pagan); e.g., the sacrificial rooster or lamb, the virgin or scapegoat, as something to bleed out for significance and good fortune, but also stalled demise for the holder of the knife: the Christ-like Herculean warrior as babyface or heel to sacrifice when the state’s crises enter decay while firing up production, which in turn requires more and more sacrifice the hotter the furnace gets. Engorged, the elite need ever more blood to satisfy their hunger as the ultimate parasite, thus demand of their loyal followers, “Defend our land; defend your land from the infidels” (which curiously the elite stole the land from, to begin with). As Hilter put it, “What is life? Life is the nation. The individual must die anyway. Beyond the life of the individual is the nation” (source).

[2] Nature-as-alien canonically achieves demonic power (allegory through transformation) through sexual reproduction tied to an inhuman stigma-animal life cycle; e.g., Kafka’s Metamorphosis (1915) but also the xenomorph.

[3] From Bret Devereaux’ “Hard Times Don’t Make Strong Soldiers,” 2020): “‘Hard times create strong men, strong men create weak times, weak times create weak men, and weak men create hard times.’ The quote, from a postapocalyptic novel by the author G. Michael Hopf, sums up a stunningly pervasive cyclical vision of history—one where Western strategists keep falling for myths of invincible barbarians” (source).

[4] Further paradoxes endemic to capital (and its ghoulish maintenance) include the precarious existence of a stigma-animal monster that should both not exist in the presence of immutable sovereignty and, conversely, a decayed imperium that requires an exterminable chattel to conjure up like a plague and exterminate/prey upon to demonstrate so-called “total power” as faced with “external,” alien menaces. As an elaborate and conflicting series of lies, then, Capitalism yields bizarre liminalities by design (the inside/outside, correct-correct).

[5] A Neo-Gothic trope—of demonizing Catholic excess—that stuck to people of color through racist Enlightenment thought/settler colonialism haunting the ghost of the counterfeit.

[6] A very trans-femme fear—speaking from experience with this one.

[7] Like the zombie, pain lives in the body and around it, the broader world. It bottles up like a potion, that if not “uncorked,” will explode in ways the state knows how to handle (through settler-colonial force). Sometimes, the best course of action is to open it and let things breathe, giving others a taste in the process—not fruit from the poison tree, but from the Tree of Knowledge exposing God (and Cartesian thought) as tyrannical. We’ve already discussed how state forces like to invade discos as breeding grounds for rebel action. If they invade this time, they won’t find a monster to kettle, but Athena’s Aegis; i.e., as a part of collaborators actually having fun that, when opened, like Pandora’s Box cannot be closed again. Like the xenomorph, it cannot be killed and will never obey the state: a liminal, spirit-monarch “Galatea” that will serve no one, can never be destroyed or fully recuperated and may create anything out of anything. In short, it is free to self-fashion and self-determine, but is hunted by xenophobic canonical agents, who style its uncontrolled, xenophilic opposition as their Great Destroyer—e.g., the arch-fiend, or technological singularity (more on this, in Volume Two; e.g., “Seeing Dead People” or “Making Demons“).

[8] Hollow, gutted, like dead meat; reduced to chattel, vermin; but also destroyed in a Numinous sense, trapped between the living and the dead, often in animalized forms of an undead/demonic poetic. Volume Two shall examine why someone inside the state of exception might choose to identify with a given stigma animal as alien: the parasitoid insect, gory worm, hoarding vermin, bloated broodmother or slimy octopus, etc. And likewise we’ll consider why these feelings might be close to trauma and home as confused, thus closeted, contradictory and repressed: like a vampire in a coffin or a corpse underground, surrounded by the likeness of death, ensconced within self-hatred and decay as something to, like Sontag’s death theatre, turn inside-out. Doubles make this potent, campy inversion not only possible, but practical, even preferable inside alien costumes while interrogating and negotiating power and trauma inside the shadow zone; or as my thesis argues—re (“Interrogating Power through Your Own Camp”):

good play amounts to Gothic poetics as a potent means of regaining control through reclaimed implements of terror (the manacle, castle, rapist, slur or baton, etc) but also being that which terrifies the state and its proponents to no end: a refusal to conform or obey […] Despite their poetic nature, performance and play are an absolutely potent means of expressing thus negotiating power through the Gothic mode (source).

Paradox, performance and play during ludo-Gothic BDSM, then, process Cartesian abuse through praxial synthesis, gradually achieving catharsis through a newfound perception of/reunion with nature as liberated from Cartesian models—the harvest freed from the knife.

[9] I.e., as Milton put it: ” Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.”

[10] Mary Wollstonecraft was commonly demonized as animal: “Brickbats hurled her way were pretty vicious, ‘a hyena in a petticoat,’ as well as the usual whore, vixen, emasculator of men” (source: Rosita Sweetman’s “Mary Wollstonecraft: ‘Hyena in a petticoat,'” 2017).

[11] Hip-hop/rap and metal historically are music of protest that has been recuperated over time. Like monsters (and generally in concert with more overt, fantastical forms), these musics demand reclamation by workers creating music to stand up for their own rights; likewise, dancing in slave culture and music should be used while exploitation and genocide are currently going on—any form of art-as-protest to make these abuses known. Genocide isn’t just death camps, but every abuse of power leading up to fascist hegemony that was permitted by those the Nazis emulated, including American police states and pro-police individuals within society at large consuming “neutral” media that attempts to commodify genocide/settler colonialism; e.g., Laura from Street Fighter V (exhibit 10b2; re: “Prey and Liberators“) but also Deejay as a black capitalist, smiling ear-to-ear from having “made it” out of the colony gutter.

Genocide is culture and societal death at a pace that is meant to be so large and gradual that it becomes normalized, denied and invisible. This bigotry must be challenged, including against so-called “progressive” branches of society and establishment politics; e.g., Rosario Dawson, a cis-queer person, abusing trans woman, Dedrek Finley (source: Derrick Clifton’s “Trans Man Details Abuse Allegations Against Rosario Dawson,” 2019). Solidarity is not refusing to punish the lesser of two evils while singing about them. And the singing must continue, lest history carry on much as it has. This includes demonizing the Left and its activists not simply as “fake” or “childish,” but as “terrorists” (or useless according to liberal moderates, who simultaneously rely on the Left for votes, but also insist they never did and never will:

There is no outcome to any election in the United States in which the Democratic Party acknowledges votes from Communists and thanks them for their grudging support. If the Democrat wins, the most that the Left gets is not a Republican, and is then discarded, ignored and mocked—at least until the next election when the Left is needed but somehow also not needed. It is always the leftists who are accused in the media of ruining the alliance, even though there is no real alliance and the disagreement is on both sides […] Our capitalist media will favor voices from those who support Capitalism [which the Left does not, making them terrorists in the eyes of both sides of establishment politics; source: Renegade Cut’s “2024 – Thoughts and Speculation,” 2023].)

The moment the singing stops, the abuse will continue unabated. So it must continue regardless of what is thought by either side of the American establishment.

Book Sample: A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in Rape Culture

This blog post is part of “Make It Real,” a fifth promotion originally inspired by the three I did in 2024 with Harmony Corrupted and Romantic Rose: “Brace for Impact,” “Searching for Secrets” and “Deal with the Devil.” The first promotion was meant to promote and provide Volume Two, part one’s individual pieces for easy public viewing (it has since become a full, published book module: the Poetry Module). “Make It Real” shall do the same, but with Volume One/the manifesto (versus “The Total Codex” promoting Volume Zero/the thesis volume). As usual, this promotion was written, illustrated and invigilated by me as part of my larger Sex Positivity (2023) book series.

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Nature Is Food, part three: A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in Rape Culture (feat. phallic women/traumatic penetration and sports abuse)

[Francis Bacon, the father of modern science,] argued that “science should as it were torture nature’s secrets out of her.” Further, the “empire of man” should penetrate and dominate the “womb of nature.” […] The invention of Nature and Society was gendered at every turn. The binaries of Man and Woman, Nature and Society, drank from the same cup. Nature, and its boundary with Society, was “gyn/ecological” from the outset (source).

—Raj Patel and Jason Moore, A History of the World in Seven Cheap Things

Picking up where “A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in War Culture” left off…

War and rape go hand in hand. Now that we’ve examined (but not exhausted) the Cartesian trauma of war culture as something to subvert when synthesizing praxis, the roadmap’s next two sections considers how rape culture can be interrogated and synthesized in our own creative responses to canonical forms; i.e., how to recognize said canon (and its Man Box mentalities) in part three, and express our trauma in relation to it through successful praxis, during the finale. Systemic catharsis requires praxis as conveyed through our extracurricular instruction’s cultivation of good social-sexual habits; i.e., de facto educators relaying a pedagogy of the oppressed through trauma writing and artwork that speak to living with rape under warlike conditions, raising the collective, solidarized awareness and intelligence required towards preventing future abuse (ultimately dismantling the state). Except Capitalism is Cartesian, targeting anything with the power to creatively liberate itself through psychosexual theatre. To serve the elite, canonical forms of demon BDSM frame nature as monstrous-feminine food tied to the profit motive, which rapes and disempowers workers and nature by fetishizing their regal, empowering monstrous-feminine aspects; e.g., Medusa’s rage or Satan’s ability to shapeshift; i.e., through physical and mental violence of a highly divisive and terrifying sort. Nature is a fat, sassy bitch, which Capitalism thus divides (and cuts) into fetishized pieces of alien material before rendering it fatally into profit, chaining the bodies to an endless Cartesian Gothic brutality. Alienate, fetishize, dissect and feed. Genocide by design.

(source: “Vulvine Reine d’Extase” by Gobelins, 2022)

Part three considers Cartesian violence inside the Gothic mode; i.e., in relation to phallic women and their traumatic penetration but also male violence in sports; the finale examines the knife dick as something to reshape, disarmed through racialized porn tropes fetishizing dark/fat bodies (and body parts): as things to liberate through themselves using ludo-Gothic BDSM, whose ironic, Satanic-rebel variants of psychosexual violence are prohibited during canonical fetishization under Cartesian models of domination (through the state’s trifectas and monopolies).

Rape is a serious and complicated topic, and we won’t have time to unpack all the theoretical aspects to ludo-Gothic BDSM, here (refer to my thesis volume for the entirety of them), nor all the various forms of alienation that habitually occur under Cartesian violence. Instead, we’ll combine concepts we have already touched upon, juggling them holistically to arrange around us and connect like a constellation, while also promoting various poetic scenarios the rest of the book will explore deeper than this symposium has thus far (or its remaining fifty pages). For now, just remember that Cartesian dualism (and its subsequent rape) historically-materially reduce workers and nature to three main xenophobic (or harmfully xenophilic) classes of alien—and by extension criminal/slave status—as something that is born into, then fetishized and raped because of it; i.e., inside prison-like structures that, through the state of exception, perpetuate crime-and-punishment inside an established order of cops and victims: undead, demonic, and totemic[1] (which Volume Two will explore at length).

(artist: Legion)

Moving forward, part three exhibits nature and human bodies as irreversibly transformed into Man Box enforcers (female, then male) and pitted against criminal, monstrous-feminine fetishes; i.e., during rape less as a single event and more as an ongoing structure by Cartesian forces (who go on to rape these groups again and again during reactive abuse driving them to madness, but also portraying them as hideous, violent and inhuman). Then, the finale explores the resulting trauma and monstrous-feminine language synthesized through rebellious counterterrorist bodies, liberating themselves by pointedly reversing the Patriarchy’s bedrock notion of “counterterror and terror” in favor of workers, not the state (and its knife dicks); i.e., beings from the stars, the beyond or Hell whose devilish gnosis offers a delicious, forbidden gateway for future liberation, not a death warrant. Before part three continues, I want to spend the next four pages discussing various important ideas concerning rape in connection to ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., as a playful, potent means of reclaiming nature through Gothic poetics’ shared sphere: camp, intent, function, double standards, and assimilation.

First, camp. In our thesis, we discussed rape as synonymous with war under capital but also something to place in quotes when camping canon. Just because something is camped doesn’t mean an unironic harm can’t be found; it merely means that unironic violence is challenged as a dogmatic tool through ironic/appreciative forms of fetishized Gothic peril—our ever-important (from a cathartic standpoint) rape fantasies, guilty pleasures and wish fulfillment during ludo-Gothic BDSM.

Rape is both invisible and ubiquitous under Capitalism. This paradoxical arrangement has just as much to do with the arm of the state as the public imagination, though the two generally go arm-in-arm during military urbanism. According to the Marshall Project’s “Overlooking Rape: New Orleans Is Not the Only City Where Police Don’t Get It” (2014):

The undercounting of rape is becoming more common, according to [Dr. Corey Rayburn] Yung. Between 1995 and 2012, he found a 61 percent increase in the number of cities providing the FBI with rape statistics that seemed suspiciously low according to his methodology (source).

Power, as we have discussed up to this point, is something to tally and perceive, but also perform during expected roles enforced by state powers and obedience towards said powers: to do one’s duty no matter how painful or ignominious. Medusa is the ghost of the counterfeit, and the ghost of the counterfeit is always rape.

(artist: Grand-Sage)

Cartesian thought is predicated on harmful invention: Nature and Society vis-à-vis Bacon, but also the invention of terrorism through the Neo-Gothic vis-à-vis Joseph Crawford: the invention of us-versus-them to magically summon things “from beyond” like a Radcliffean nightmare, then execute or banish again with xenophobic impunity inside and outside a given police state. It canonizes power as something to perceive through nature not just as food, but criminal, alien food that must be kept down through force. Capitalism, then, automates war and rape as a canonical, police means of fetishizing[2] and harvesting nature-as-alien (thus dark) until both are all workers know and anything else is unimaginable. While both synergize under Capitalist Realism, the latter often targets the mind through menticide as a torturer/tortured dynamic predicated on isolation. Neoliberal Capitalism does something similar decades after Meerloo, breaking the minds of all workers (not just men) in sexually dimorphic, deliberately isolating ways: a Capitalist-Realist myopia that cripples their ability to see, think, create, or relate to, thus form relationships with, other workers and nature as brutalized.

Second, intent. Contrary to popular thought, rape isn’t just sexual or even physical abuse, but emotional and mental abuse conducted through nebulous threats of violence over long periods of time; it is synonymous with violence in all its forms, regardless of intent. Jadis, for example, would threaten me with abandonment, which served as a reliable trigger for them to manipulate me with: I couldn’t tell if they meant to, only deepening and extending their torture of me. Mavis actually feared behavioral conditioning far more than physical rape; physical violence demands work and effort from the rapist, whereas propaganda does much of the work for you inside the victim’s own mind. Exposed to threats of violence through “waves of terror” and brief pauses thereof, victims of menticide become subconsciously compliant towards rape culture as conspicuously gendered; e.g., women broken by Pavlovian conditioning often lash out at perceived threats offered up by conservative leaders during moral panics; i.e., triangulation, a common TERF tactic when manipulating members within their own social circles. And before you ask, “What about their intentions?” consider that rape is rape regardless of intent; moreover, intent can be ascertained by what historically-materially persists through structures that lead to, and generally apologize for or obsess about, rape through the ghost of the counterfeit’s process of abjection.

(exhibit 29: Top: In vino veritas, “In wine, there is truth.” Cersei getting plastered to prepare for the worst [as even under sex-positive scenarios, alcohol can loosen one’s body cavities]; in this case, the “hair of the dog that bit her” is also rape: She’s speaking from experience. Bottom, artist: Edward Munch, feeling alienated from the world, utters a terrific [and silent] scream.)

Third, and in other words, function. Express, conscious intent doesn’t matter if the historical-material outcome demonstrably contributes to, thus functions as, successful canonical praxis and abuse encouragement patterns. James Cameron, regardless if he “meant to” or not, still “pulled a Pygmalion”; i.e., making a giant, Communist, T-Rex “dragon lady” with an African tribal mask for “Girl Rambo” to catfight with. Offstage, rapes happen regardless if someone “intended” to, or if they lied or hid their intentions behind bad-faith performances before, during or after the crime, defending their abusive actions to whatever court they find themselves in (we’ll pointedly refer to this with Ian Kochinski’s own slimy tactics, in Volume Three, Chapter Four[3]). Rapes, however, not only leave behind scant physical evidence; they affect the testimony of those who survive who are reminded of them in stories that first-and-foremost aim to profit off the perception of rape under criminogenic conditions; i.e., heteronormative Gothic fiction.

In other words, canonical praxis turns workers (classically men) into stupid rapists who “accidentally” or intentionally rape their victims, then try to cover it up—often in Gothic forms; it turns men (or tokenized workers within Man Box culture) not just into soldiers, but mind-raped killers-for-hire who rape themselves and their fellow workers in perpetuity across all registers. Rape culture compels widespread, self-destructive service through threats of vague annihilation at all moments; it leaves behind no bruises, but the scars run deep and permeate all aspects of public life, but especially Gothic media as a voice for things normally shirked away from in politer dialogs.

One such inheritance anxiety is how the state is always in crisis and crisis leads to decay as something to normalize in canonical Gothic media. Ultimately this will fragment the state when Imperialism comes home to roost, but the brunt of the burden is historically bourne out by workers abused by the ruling class. For instance, the Nazis’ industrialized Holocaust offered their nation-state no material benefit; in fact, it actually used up tremendous amounts of valuable resources, bureaucracy and sheer labor that could have been diverted elsewhere during the war effort. Instead, top Schutzstaffel [the SS] like Heinrich Himmler, Reinhardt Heydrich, and Ernst Kaltenbrunner (The People Profiles, 2023) kept up appearances purely for profit so efficient it contributed to the Nazi state’s entire destruction. Long after the Nazis came and went, though, rape culture is very much alive and well in America—a constant, living force felt through Gothic language, but also reactionary politics that abuse the Gothic’s liminal potential to cultivate bad education. Enslavement is taught, and generally relates to trauma as something to express, surviving inside people and the media that survives them to inform future generations. In short, there is no clock on trauma; it heals when it heals and until then, you simply have to live with it; i.e., synthesize through your own daily habits.

Fourth, double standards, which heteronormativity leads to. Female servitude under Capitalism is different to male servitude, the latter of which tends to receive preferential mistreatment as the universal clientele. Both are raped under Capitalism, but differently through Man Box culture. Women (or beings forced to act and appear as women) are raped through figurative and literal labor theft and wage slavery—sold to male clients like useful animals or chattel slaves, but also as highly cultivated products that “beastly” men are likewise conditioned to rape, kill, or otherwise eat like gruel: Stepford spouses, “as calm as Hindu cows,” their minds and their eyes dead inside. Intersectionality extends this relationship to overlapping axes of oppression within the same basic pedagogy (and its complicated traumas) as perpetually contested under state mechanisms; e.g., people of color or GNC persons as corrupt, monstrous-feminine and correct-incorrect. An oppressed pedagogy will account for these complexities, synthesizing them in practical ways, including parody and irony as an unfolding, ambiguous proposition (e.g., Fight Club [1999], left); a state pedagogy (and its own means of instruction) will not.

Fifth, assimilation. Conformity to state education is generally unhealthy to workers, including the perceived benefactors. For example, Man Box culture conditions cis-het men to physically and materially prepare their bodies and minds for war and “home defense,” only to die on the front lines historically far away from women (save as voices, media, prostitutes, or medics). In turn, both sides of the gender binary invoke settle colonialism, thus sex within war and violence. Settler colonialism trains men (or token agents) to torture those around them through a “prison sex” mentality that bleeds into media as instructional towards state aims. Unable to stop because it’s the only way they can feel “like a man,” such persons regain their manly essence by taking it from others through traumatic penetration; they become killer babies—both violent, impulsively vampiric creatures-of-habit, and trophy-keeping serial killers (soldiers and cops, but also weird canonical nerds debating Nazis within nerd culture, etc) working for and trained by the state to rape others: manufactured competition inside us-versus-them, good-vs-evil teams instead of collective teamwork and intersectional worker solidarity. The consequence is internalized fear and dogma that keep workers violent and stupid, but also divided and afraid of nature; a raped mind is an isolated, dead mind.

Emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/culture/race awareness aren’t just social skills and know-how, but perseverance and resilience under struggle, during ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., it’s not something privileged groups—especially white, cis-het men—experience to the same degree, leading them when feeling the slightest bit threatened to automatically jump to conspiracies like the shadow state, Qanon and the Jewish globalists, and white replacement. It makes them highly susceptible to bullshit, thus easy to manipulate by unscrupulous ringleaders. They start to feel threatened by everything to a higher and higher degree, demanding real victims to alleviate their own terror at absurd, imaginary “threats.” Little by little, their home becomes a fortress, which they will defend from outsiders invading from a perceived elsewhere (again Hell, but also the stars, the unknown, the wild, etc).

(artist: Niki Chen)

This insecurity also regards property (things of nature) as potentially “compromised”; i.e., something for men to collect and obsess about, but also feed on/objectify in tremendously harmful ways for all parties (and natures) involved; e.g., necrophilia, pedophilia and zoophilia, etc (the removal of consent within canonical Gothic poetics). Women inside the colonial binary—which, beyond women, excludes anyone who doesn’t conform, turning them into hostile alien fetishes attack (re: the Medusa)—are canonically valued by sexist men as “porn food” that, when fattened up or starved (usually a combination, left), helps “grown-ass, manly specimens with manly appetites” indulge in “grownup junk food.”

This not only cheapens women, but nature more broadly through porn, reducing both to a cheap, disposable, sinful product that men “give into” when they’re “weak”; i.e., when their judgement “lapses” and they taste of the forbidden fruit “outside” of Cartesian society. But men conditioned through the state still prefer these conspicuously monetized “snacks” versus disobedient “ladies (3D or otherwise) who don’t know their place,” and other non-female embodiments of natural as “wild.” It’s easier for men (or token groups emulating men to triangulate against nature) to cope with their own exploitation and trauma; i.e., if they have control over something they can simply eat. This double standard usually presents as isolated, downplayed or displaced, but in reality stems from Capitalism having relied on men to do its dirty work since day one and is now trying quite badly to make up for the paradigm shift: women not wanting to sleep with every man they come across.

Through assimilation, female autonomy becomes something to appropriate under Capitalist Realism—specifically appropriative peril, whose expanded recruitment leads to canonical “TERF gargoyles”; i.e., girl/war/queer bosses; e.g., female drill instructors, lady Rambos and Amazons—all figurative and literal “sleeper agents” who respond stochastically to trauma as phallic women do: through traumatic penetration’s knives and bullets, but also a Cartesian willingness to turn these against other so-called “emergent beings.”

With that, let’s take one more page to outline the criminogenic conditions that sanction Cartesian violence to begin with; i.e., the paradoxes of violence, terror and morphological expression that ludo-Gothic BDSM camps. As we do, remember two things: One, both they and their linguo-material forms exist in dialectical-material opposition, doubling inside chaotic liminal territories and positions occupied by class traitors (cops) and warriors alike using opposing forms of cryptonymy. Two, once established by state forces, the illusory maintenance of state righteousness, sovereignty and legitimacy must never be challenged lest “the world end”; i.e., Capitalist Realism. On one side, the state preys on nature and human bodies as raped by Cartesian forces, the latter feeding on the former by transforming them into walking apocalypses: zombies, demons, and totems as hyperbolically menacing. On the other side, state victims endure police brutality’s embodiment of presumed, conspicuous guilt (the dark exterior) and internalizing of self-hatred and bigotry while subverting police misuse of Gothic poetics through a pedagogy of the oppressed: counterterror with a proletarian function.

I’ve repeatedly said that function determines function. Another way to conceptualize this is flow determines function. That is, during oppositional praxis’ dialectical-material struggles, terror and counterterror become anisotropic; i.e., determined by direction of flow insofar as power is concerned. Settler colonialism, then, flows power towards the state to benefit the elite and harm workers; it weaponizes Gothic poetics to maintain the historical-material standard—to keep the elite “on top” by dehumanizing the colonized, alienating and delegitimizing their own violence, terror and monstrous bodily expression as criminal within Cartesian copaganda: treating terrorism and counterterrorism as a Cops-and-Robbers lullaby to soothe white army brats (and other children during military urbanism) having become afraid of nature as one might be the dark: “My mommy said there were no monsters, no real one. But there are, aren’t there? Why do mommies tell little kids that?” / “Because most of the time it’s true.” Ripley and Newt’s conversation speaks to the abjection of nature as dark, rapacious and wild by colonial forces—the Medusa concentrated into an inhuman-yet-maternal dominatrix (the dark “mommy dom”) whose vivid, liberating combination of undead, demonic, and animalistic[4] will be criminalized and attacked by class traitors adopting more civil, outwardly “white” forms of medieval violence like Ripley (and similar Amazons, below) teaching “Newt” to fear the dark by raping it; i.e., subjugated phallic women castrating a female master rebel, once she visibly tries—through a dissident question of mastery—to reverse the status-quo binary (and flow) of terrorism and counterterrorism by showing her trauma, anger and willingness to fight back against a presumed overlord.

In doing so, a Galatea threatens the canonical, Pygmalion decree of what’s appropriate, insofar as the giving and receiving of xenophobic violence unfold inside a compelled moral order—one whose fear and dogma (during endless crisis, decay and moral panic) establishes the police and the state as good, thus legitimate, and those aliens inside the state of exception as bad, thus illegitimate. Per Radcliffe, the invention is one of state forces accusing others of banditry in bad faith; i.e., while functioning as banditti themselves, robbing others blind behind the ghost of the counterfeit’s process of abjection to deliberately further genocide (re: “Who’s the savage? Modern man!”). Cops are always good, human, safe and nature is always alien, criminal, dangerous. Anything that breaks the spell must be discredited, destroyed and/or exiled, scapegoating it all the more.

Within the reactive abuse of settler-colonial models, rebel villainy and outrage is manmade to receive state violence during moral panics: orchestrated by Cartesian hubris through arrogant, fame-seeking men like Victor Frankenstein (more on him in Volume Two) but also female protectors classically enslaved[5] during Amazonomachia to serve men (often through marriage) and kettle state enemies with a smile on their face. First, we’ll look at how through subjugated Amazons and other tokenized female agents’ traumatic penetration/carceral violence against state victims; after that we’ll look at violence against men in the sports world, then segue into the finale, which inspects racialized and GNC forms of pornographic expression before concluding the symposium (and volume) with a matriarchal anecdote.

(artist: Morry Evans)

Already-codified under Max Box culture, state abuse strategies become something to assimilate, internalize and release back into the world using canonical Gothic poetics’ fixation on phallic violence; e.g., knights, Amazons and their dick-shaped weapons as sexualized killing implements swept up in hauntological courtship. The unnatural coercion of the women involved becomes naturalized, normal; reacting to trauma, cis-het or cis-queer women (and male feminists and gay men) either bow to its markers through damsel-style regression; or they assimilate them, the Amazon angrily “dick-measuring” with Medusa in the canonical, bourgeois sense to their own and everyone else’s detriment: sheathing her sword inside her foe. They triangulate and attack the state’s enemies through phallic means: stabbing and shooting other marginalized groups. In other words, the “prison sex” phenomenon co-opts classic female/queer rage as false activism; i.e., a divide-and-conquer strategy to pit workers against workers through workers. The marginalized in-fighting is specifically performed by reactionary women, whose past trauma is weaponized—a Pavlovian conditioning that promises further abuse unless they act against state enemies to restore balance now.

As such, these TERFs reliably respond to moral panics in ways the state requires: through “prison sex” dominance hierarchies and rape culture coopted by second wave feminists against sex workers, but also trans, intersex, and non-binary people (and their allies) belonging to nature-as-food. All become something to harvest by Cartesian means—through rape and torture (as Francis Bacon would put it) by presenting Mother Nature (and her various offshoots) as “asking for it.” The monstrous-feminine becomes dark, queer and violent, but also composed of two unfair halves; i.e., a being of two worlds, both to blame for all of Capitalism’s woes and tied to the granting of savage secret desires and dark, repressed wishes Capitalism advertises in cliché forms: the bringer of fresh life amid intense, orgasmic torture, power, decay and death. A rival master to Cartesian dominators, the monstrous-feminine (often the Archaic Mother/rebellious phallic woman, among other such “corruptions” of nature) is both the obscene penetrator that drains you of your lifeforce, and the necrotic womb that takes you in before vampirically eating you alive: absorption, or a reverse birth.

 (artist: John Tedrick)

We’ve already examined Amazonomachia and the triangulation of women considerably in Volume Zero, and we’ll unpack its “prison sex” moderacy and TERFs (and their Amazons and Medusas) much more in Volume Three. In the meantime, keep this in mind this as part three proceeds: women who assimilate tend to emulate cis-het men’s typical Cartesian actions against nature. By extension, this books’ pedagogy of the oppressed isn’t really on cis-het men, because cis-het men generally aren’t oppressed compared to women and various minorities. That being said, this section will examine men briefly as givers and receivers of phallic state violence; e.g., by injecting their bodies full of dangerous chemicals (exhibit 30b1) or placing heroes within sacrificial positions of Gothic danger (exhibit 30b2) that demonize the imaginary past as vengeful against the current generation, not the elite; or turning them into serial killers who not only kill women, but transform them into phallic implements of Cartesian binaries, hence psychosexual violence (exhibit 31): brides of Dracula. Said men (and the women imitating them to whatever degree they’re allowed within the Imperial Core) need to stop using said violence to fetishize and attack those workers alienated, then preyed on, by the state: us-versus them porn (exhibits 32a, b, c, and d).

Of course, there are moments throughout the remainder of Sex Positivity that delve into patriarchy on different registers of power—e.g., weird canonical nerds in Volume Three, Chapter Three—but the emphasis still remains on sex positivity for all workers, who the state (and its proponents) rape. This goes well beyond cis-het men or women. Even so, assimilation fantasies (and their rapacious elements) require subversion and irony if they are to become cathartic during proletarian praxis and its creative successes’ de facto instruction; i.e., when processing state abuses and generational trauma through our own labor (and its myriad expressions/arrangements). These are very much discussed for the rest of the roadmap, but also in Volume Two and Three; i.e., their misapplication by TERFs and their battered, canonical girl bosses; e.g., Ellen Ripley (exhibit 30a) and Samus Aran, her palimpsest (exhibit 71).

As someone who grew up in love with these space cowgirls, I absolutely can recognize their liminal, oft-canonical background; i.e., as something to challenge within oppositional praxis during ludo-Gothic BDSM. We’ll explore that now, before returning to rape as tied to Gothic symbols of phallic violence when committed by men, but also women and other tokenized, Man Box proponents: the knife dick[6] as something to brandish at what the state has divided you (us) from and made alien (them) compared to yourself.

(artist: Kyle James)

To this, state hegemony threatens and executes invasion in the same complicated sphere. Per Cameron’s refrain, the imperial castle becomes a black fortress, an indiscriminate killing ground with one grim message: “kill the enemy.” Except, its broadcast travels inside a place where the distinction between friend and foe is eliminated. The colony doubles as a concentration camp for both sides, but also a territory to conquer over and over. Inside its state of exception, civil distinctions become meaningless; everyone is a threat (the xenomorph a potential invader hiding inside state employees) and the state can do anything to defend itself, to profit. Hostages, soldiers, and terrorists alike not only become confused, but collateral damage serving the profit motive. Cops, the prescribed hero class, transform; they become demons, pirates, and black knights—rabid-dog torturers, jailors and assassins who threaten everyone except the elite, far, far away.

This harrowing reality plays out in videogames under neoliberal hegemony, but also the movies that inspired them coming out of older, pre-cinematic works. In either case, us-versus-them owes itself to Cartesian thought pitting state violence—i.e., the traumatic, dick-like penetration of knives and bullets—against guerrilla forces wielding abject variants of the same ordinance inside prison-like conditions. Historically this would have been stolen American materiel, but in many shooters is symbolized as biomechanical/cybernetic during a prison break. This chimeric fusing of nature and the unnatural creates something utterly fearsome that America cannot defeat without “outside” help: the ancient male mercenary (the knight) hauntologically revived, but also the Amazon updated through neoliberalism as a war-themed girl boss “from another world.” As my PhD argues,

Under Capitalist Realism, Hell is a place that always appears on Earth (or an Earth-like double)—a black fortress threatening state hegemony during the inevitable decay of a colonial body. Its widening state of exception must then be entered by the hero during the liminal hauntology of war as a repeatable, monomythic excursion—a franchise to subdue during military optimism sold as a childhood exercise towards “playing war” in fantastical forms; e.g., Castlevania or Metroid. Conjure a Radcliffean menace inside the Imperial Core, then meet it with American force

Threatened, the state always responds with violence before anything else. Male or female, then, the hero becomes the elite’s exterminator, destroyer and retrieval expert, infiltrating a territory of crisis to retrieve the state’s property (weapons, princesses, monarchic symbols of power, etc) while simultaneously chattelizing nature in reliably medieval ways: alienating and fetishizing its “wild” variants, crushing them like vermin to maintain Cartesian supremacy and heteronormative familial structures […] Neoliberalism merely commercializes the monomyth, using parental heroic videogame avatars like the knight or Amazon pitted against dark, evil-familial doubles—parents, siblings and castles (and other residents/residences)—in order to dogmatize the player (usually children) as a cop-like vehicle for state aims (often dressed up as a dated iteration thereof; e.g., an assassin, cowboy or bounty hunter, but also a lyncher, executioner, dragon slayer or witchfinder general “on the hunt,” etc): preserving settler-colonial dominance through Capitalist Realism by abusing Gothic language—the grim reaper and his harvest. Doing so helps disguise, or at least romanticize (thus downplay, normalize and dismiss) state abuses through their regular trifectas and monopolies; i.e., the CIA and other shadowy arms of state mercenary violence fronted by myopic copies—pacifying the wider public by mendaciously framing these doubles as (often seductive) “empowerment” fantasies. Dogma becomes “home entertainment” as a palliative means of weaponizing the idea of “home” against those the state seeks to control and exploit on either side of a settler-colonial engagement: the cop or the cop’s victims. Either is sacrificed for the state through its usual operations; i.e., for the Greater Good, except heroes are glorified as monstrous sacrifices serving “the gods” (the status quo) out of Antiquity into capital, whereas their victims are demonized as evil, thus deserving of whatever holy (thus righteous) retribution comes their way. Both are chewed up and spit out, the state’s requisite “grist for the mill” as it uses its own citizens to move money through nature: by defending itself from an imaginary darkness “From Elsewhere.” A fortress’ sovereignty is forged, as are its manufactured crises and saviors, but the outcome is still profit; the castle remains haunted by the ghost of genocide, suggesting the unthinkable reality that the hero is false.

(artist: Persephone van der Waard)

In neoliberal copaganda, canonical heroes are sent solo or in small groups, deployed as much like a bomb as a person; hired by the powerful, these “walking armies” destabilize target areas for the mother country to invade and bleed dry (a genocidal process the aggressor sanitizes with cryptonymic labels like “freedom” and “progress”). To this, they are authorized, commissioned or otherwise sanctioned by those with the means of doing so; i.e., a governing body centered around elite supremacy at a socio-material level. After infiltration occurs, they work as a detective[7]/cop, or judge, jury and executioner—either on foreign or domestic soil, the place in question framed as loosened from elite control, thus requiring the hero [and their penchant for extreme violence] to begin with. This makes them an arbiter of material disputes wherever they are: through police violence for the state in its colonial territories at home and abroad. They always follow orders: “Shoot first, ask questions later and enslave what survives.” In stories like Aliens, Doom and Metroid, the fatal nostalgia of the “false” doubled homestead is used to incite genocide, thus conduct settler colonialism inside of itself; i.e., through standard-issue Imperialism but also military urbanism; e.g., Palestine abroad[8] versus the death of Nex Benedict at home[9]. This has several steps. First, convince the hero that a place away from home is home-like; i.e., the thing they do not actually own being “theirs” (the ghost of the counterfeit) but “infested” (the process of abjection). Then, give them a map and have them “clean house”—an atrocious “fixer” out of the imaginary past who repairs the “broken” home room-by-room by first cleansing it of abject things “attacking it from within,” then disappearing with the nightmare they constitute; i.e., purging these alien forces through blood sacrifice or even total destruction of the home itself. The iconoclast can reverse this two-step process, but must protect those queenly things of nature normally persecuted by Cartesian forces and their cartographic schools of violence; i.e., by using counterterrorist language and ironic roles of violence, terror and monsters redirected towards the state: Athena’s Aegis and the dark queen’s chaotic stare of doom, but also literal, manmade weapons illustrated during performative shows of force against state invaders attacking Galatea (source: “Scouting the Field”).

Canonical heroes triangulate against state targets, then, becoming the necessary exterminator of the settler-colonial model, but also the sexy destroyer and superheroic retrieval expert during the monomythic fetch quest (hyperbole and state heroism go hand-in-hand, exaggerating the menace, emergency and rescue to equal measure); i.e., a budding flower of war and larger-than-life tempter-of-fate (and the audience) walking the tightrope between Heaven and Hell, life and death, protector and aggressor, child and parent, but also wild and tame, pleasure and pain, black and white, strong and weak, invincible and vulnerable, good and evil—all while delivering state subjects (and the nuclear family unit) from evil, chaos, death, darkness, Hell, etc: the dark chronotope as a false copy whose hellish architecture and monarchy (the medieval bloodline) threatens the perceived legitimacy of the West’s own forgeries (while also haunting them). A school of canonical violence, then, the liminal hauntology of war predictably emerges, summoning the hero to occupy then suppress a prescribed “disorder” during an orderly chaos/Amazonomachia that breaks and repairs the symbolic home; i.e., over and over when ludo-Gothic BDSM disrobes in public (a narrative of the crypt, circular ruin, infernal concentric pattern, Cycle of Kings, etc): a whore to closet and kettle by design, but where camp shares the same space of play with/without irony.

(artist: Gerald Brom)

And since we’re focusing on the monstrous-feminine, here, I consider the most famous of all modern phallic women to be Hippolyta-married-to-Theseus: James Cameron’s neoconservative, “feral mother” take on Ellen Ripley serving as a warlike, parent-themed mentor for the children of the present (or those who, thanks to waves of terror, regress to child-like states). She’s the housemaid with a gun, facing the barbaric imagery of the imaginary past mirrored by actual colonial abuses, upholding the latter by banishing the former to benefit the elite—in short, by playing out a heroic story much in the same way that modern versions of Beowulf would: through sex and force, rape and war expressed in theatrical language that maintains Capitalist Realism.

(exhibit 30a: Volume Zero extensively explored how rape is a triangulation device employed by state forces in Gothic media; i.e., of Amazonian women raping state enemies/targets: the state’s chosen female war bosses giving police, “prison sex” violence to nature-as-alien. Biological similarities and differences aside, their xenophobic function is identical to men’s—an assortment of gun, war, and rape pastiche through a co-opted, centrist Amazon: the good monster woman, Ellen Ripley, furiously slaying her evil double, Medusa, in service of the state [who redirect her rage at their abuse of her in the first movie towards whatever target they want killed next: destructive anger]. Policing the whore through bad BDSM, the neoliberal, neoconservative “revenge fantasies” of Aliens and Predator [1986-87] are rape fantasy in that regard, as are their videogame offshoots: “Rape the Communist; kill the pig, spill its blood!”—all in service of the owner class back at home posturing as righteous, but also displaced by neoliberal “arms merchants” like James Cameron and John McTiernan [the former’s other franchise, the Terminator movies, having a much more left-leaning “Western” flavor surprisingly Gothic/critical of Capitalism, exhibit 8b2]. These neocon fantasies canonically disassociate through state violence, producing a “bouquet” of “war daises” echoing T.S. Eliot’s infamous “Wasteland” [1922]: “April is the cruellest month, breeding / Lilacs out of the dead land” [source].

Just as the shared, us-versus-them rhetoric owes a symbolic debt to Beowulf’s post-Roman treatment of monsters inside a Christian hegemon that survived in future English forms, neoliberalism’s prime videogame mode—Cameron’s refrain, the shooter—owes its own abject warrior symbolism to earlier stories putting future ghosts of Beowulf in seemingly unusual environments like outer space [whose dark hostility emulates Grendel’s mother’s underwater cave]: Starship Troopers. Beowulf’s various offshoots survived into a retro-future copaganda whose military optimism contributes to the ongoing myopia under Capitalist Realism in male and female videogame forms; i.e., “Conan with a gun” aping Rambo [the white savior playing guerrilla] and Amazonian, Hippolyta-in-spirit Beowulfs like Samus Aran doing the same. Both offer a de facto “good” parental role to challenge the bad parentage of corrupt and/or monstrous-feminine entities [the evil double of the hero’s homestead and its occupants]. Conjured up, Beowulf aborts the spawn of Cain and Grendel’s mother on their illegitimate home turf encroaching on colonized lands; Samus crushes her own tall, hideous enemies using her own armored body and superior “phallic” weaponry. He’s the Great Destroyer shooting Red Falcon’s biomechanical offshoots to dust; she’s the Medusa, as strong as the Earth as she cuts Mother Nature [and her draconian offspring] down to size [below].

Per the kayfabe clichés of wrestling monsters, its not long before both hero types get naked, reviving binaries from Antiquity stressed post-Renaissance—he, stripped down to stress his masculine “invulnerability” and she, her feminine “vulnerability” during a recent creation of sexual difference. Within this settler-colonial trend, they pointedly denude towards a native, “white savior” state, mid-combat, which then regresses back to nuclear family roles after the action lulls: Hippolyta, the if-not-bridal-then-at-least-maternal role, playing house/mother while Beowulf goes home to be a family man… until the fight begins anew [which it always will under Capitalism; if there’s no one left to fight, the elite will make new enemies to confront based on Cold War kayfabe archetypes: the Nazi or the Communist as a bad parent to the hero’s good parent].

[artist, bottom-right: Blue the Bone]

Through this canonical, neoconservative chase back to war—to track down and kill her own trauma—Ripley “pulls a Rambo” like Arnold and the boys do, becoming Beowulf, the fabled Great Destroyer persona and very thing she feared in the first film, during Amazonomachia: a cosmic, female war boss catfighting with a female-Numinous, xenophobic symbol for Communism in order to become “top dog,” queen bitch, etc, in service of Patriarchal Capitalism preying on nature. As such, Ripley’s “teeth in the night” performance murders, pillages and rapes the land and its inhabitants around her for the company and for Capitalism [with Cameron making FOX lots of money and contemporary videogame companies like Konami and Nintendo also becoming indebted to Aliens in future installments]. In this sense, her short fuse mirrors Victoria de Loredani’s short life in Zofloya, except “Lilla” [the recipient of state violence, exhibit 100b2] is disguised as both a killer army of queer, Communist space bugs and their abject, queenly broodmare’s Satanic power to create things that—like Satan or David from Alien: Covenant [more on him in Volume Two]—threaten “the end of the world” simply by existing at all; i.e., a termination of the status quo’s socio-economic order relayed through monster kayfabe/Amazonomachia and Galatean poetics: good monsters and bad, good nature and bad, good war and bad.

Cartesian thought emblematizes nature-as-alien through stigma animals as things to war against—often insects and other decomposers that mass produce through inhuman means of sexual reproduction, but also symbolize Indigenous culture and pagan religions; e.g., Tolkien’s fearsome spider women and orcish subterranean barbarians, or Lovecraft’s sea creatures “from the deep.” To some degree, all symbolize death, decay and ancient forgotten gods feared from a Western colonizer’s perspective; in turn, the ghost of the counterfeit abjects mighty-yet-weak [re: Umberto Eco] cultures that, once unleashed, lead to a black planet through a dark uprising’s hoard-like, black, queer and/or Jewish revenge: from the transgenerational surrender of “slaves give birth to slaves” to a slave uprising dressed in reclaimed implements of counterterror scaring whitey senseless. It’s a doomsday prediction built on colonist anticipations of eventual, inevitable collapse [no colony lasts forever]: Nature must be kept “in check” to preserve the world “as is”; i.e., Capitalism, which dominates the world/nature through military optimism as a brutal-but-effective means of maintaining the generational myopia of Capitalist Realism. As such, it also treats nature as savage—an unthinking “hive” multiplying in ways that, according to the West, “cheapen life.” Doing so abjects the West’s usual cheapening of nature [and subsequent kettling through psychosexual violence/reactive abuse] onto its victims around the world, claiming the East doesn’t “value life” the way the West does in its own good-war canon [Kay and Skittles’ “How Enemy at the Gates Lies to You: Saving Private Ryan, Othering, and Cold War Narratives,” 2023].

To this, Ripley is the CIA cop [the “advisor”] who, working for the Man in search of Promethean power [rival mastery] under a Faustian bargain, becomes the temporary Nazi to wade into the prison-like colony’s risen Hell and punch the Communist-framed-as-Nazi: the Archaic Bug Mom in fetish gear operating as the Satanic rebel, but punished as the zombie, demon, patchwork-animal cyborg when she invariably snaps under Western occupation/carceral violence. Once Medusa is vanquished and her feral legacy in chains, our Hippolyta seemingly returns “back to normal,” exiting Hell and coming back from the dead at the end of the Hero’s Journey. Except, the ontological horror—of the hero’s conditioned desire to attack such a monster—is it turns the fearful party into a genocidal murderer of the helpless [and their children] passed off as tyrannical, disgusting vermin reflecting state trauma perpetrated against the abuser towards the abused, in a ceaseless cycle of abjection, of extermination. Dark reflections of their own abuse cause TERFs to triangulate against the state’s intended underclass, the refuse of Capitalism’s bowels, its relegated, infantilized pieces of shit: the “killer queen” of the Goths and her den of abominable thieves. Hysteria isn’t quelled, then but maintained by abusing Athena’s Aegis to pass state violence along viral reflections of a perceived exotic bride to tame, an alien queen “of nature” to dominate, penetrating her fearsome womb until the end of time while Capitalism sexualizes everything.

[artist: Lera PI]

To this, Cameron’s Ripley was always a TERF Amazon, a phallic woman playing Brutus putting “Caesar” [corruption] down by abjecting white fears of medieval human childbirth [and the hysteria and humiliation of state-compelled birth trauma—of placental blood, amniotic fluid, slime and involuntary shit] onto alien bodies, biology and compelled reproduction metaphors forced away from Western powers and onto the Archaic Mother as a settler-colonial scapegoat; I’m merely exposing Ripley as one now through my instruction speaking to my trauma at the hand of cis-het/cis-queer TERFs who lionize Ripley and demonize me in the same breath. The irony is canon puts the hero-turned-heel to heel, and in the case of tokenized straw dogs like Ripley or Victoria, puts them down when they become man-eaters/”rabid.” On the flipside of this “euthanasia effect,” male “dogs” that “go mad” are normally prized for their valor and ferocity as useful to capital. They’re seen as “used to it” but also expected to “last longer” before they tire/fall apart like a spent animal corpse. Regardless, the praxial inertia remains, demanding opposition to state menticide through our own de facto education challenging its usual climaxes erupting out of exploited forms; e.g., traumatic penetration depicted as insectoid/queer to abject anything performing it, robbing them [and the endemic counterterror of their murderous, slimy “womb spaces,” but also biomechanical, stabby-stabby girl cocks, below] of valid revolutionary potential in the eyes of would-be converts; i.e., when the chickens come home to roost during mirror syndrome [re: “Always a Victim“].)

Enough about Ripley and Amazons. Now we’re going to look at those who women like Ripley emulate—men within Man Box culture through the sports world—before returning to knife dicks (for both genders) during the finale on page 547. In the meantime, remember that war and proving one’s manhood (or female place) through rape is generally to the detriment of male and female workers, queer people and other minorities (orgasmically raping and dismembering these faithful servants to serve a centrist kayfabe narrative, above: Mother Nature’s animal, but also posthuman, black/androgynous[10] revenge-by-wasp-ovipositor must be stopped, whatever the cost): policing Hell’s infernal territory is an always-needed job in canon, one performed by the hero—as Joseph Campbell put it—of a thousand faces; i.e., not just Ripley aping Hippolyta but millions of women just like her based on similar manly legends and recuperated stories of female rebellion, genderqueer potential and echoes of Beowulf inside the monomyth.

Except policing Hell is not just unattainable; it’s Faustian and Promethean in neoliberal power fantasies and ludic contracts—an ’80s “training montage” of assorted martial contests and feats of strength that lead to individual disempowerment and systemic downfall (the collapse of the male bloodline and Patrilineal descent). Gothic canon, but especially Pax Americana, abuses kayfabe theatre to synonymize strength with monomythic weapons, leaping from pugilism and swords to guns and bombs as rapacious, but also righteous. Simply put, it’s sold to us in small; i.e., the same quests for power that Capitalism exploits, weaponizing worker traumas through violent, monomythic refrains journeying into Hell that disseminate throughout popular media, but especially cinema and videogames in the neoliberal age lending us the illusion of power as false hope that utterly evaporates during state decay. Just as retro-future, throwback heroes like Mega Man or Samus Aran magically appear when darkness threatens the land (waves of terror), they suddenly disappear again when these anxieties are quelled; i.e., when pastoral bliss resumes onscreen, leaving a giant Walpolean helmet behind with no one inside. Like Walpole, it’s a sham, but one abused by capitalists (and complacent, thus complicit benefactors) to pacify workers nonetheless. What could be more Gothic than that?

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My thesis has already established that conscious rebellion between the player and the game, but also workers and the world, can negotiate the unequal arrangement of power and distribution of information/consent as something to transform that, nevertheless, is shared between players and games during ludo-Gothic BDSM formulating new contracts of mastery and submission (from the glossary): “In other words, the ludic contract is less a formal, rigid contract and more a negotiated compromise occurring between the two; i.e., where players have some sense of agency in deciding how they want to play the game even while adhering to its rules and, in effect, being mastered by it.” Said transformation must be conscious and willing in order to demonstrably challenge Capitalist Realism’s centrist illusions of power that rape nature ipso facto; it must be inventive and game as a rebellious mindset cultivated by players interrogating Cartesian abuse while taking power away from the state—i.e., in game-like, emergent ways borrowed from centrist kayfabe (again, to interrogate power, you must go where it is).

Under capital, there are only masters and slaves, the hurly-burly likes of He-man (the babyface) and Masters of the Universe (the heels) being emperors with no clothes, no power as they’re sacrificed for the Greater Good (the heroic cult of death—of death before dishonor—part of an essential “tough guy” routine well at home in kayfabe, but also those who consume kayfabe presenting themselves online as “macho” to varying degrees of anonymity and public brand images); under Gothic Communism, there are no masters or slaves, only workers reunited with nature through monstrous critical lenses revived in various media types that help us process and relieve stress: in relation to psychosexual forces giving us palliative-Numinous, but also post-coital focus while grappling with complicated ideals normally alienated from us by capital. Hidden among them is the trauma of the state, but also the oppressed—our spectres of Marx yearning to be free through the same dreadful cryptomimesis.

To this, holistic, intersectional approaches like Gothic Communism combine various theories and social-sexual habits for new synthesis, or—as my teachers described my work—”new vistas of reflection.” These emerge through diversity and combination, not as so-called “weaknesses” but a flexible and mixed, playful ability to reimagine the Wisdom of the Ancients during ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., with fresh interpretations of old language, thus overcoming the complex and brutal enslavement of nature and the human mind through singular, Cartesian interpretations thereof: set paths vs paths made by us veering away from traditions that, while old, aren’t nearly as established as you might think. Keeping the prominence of these dialogs in mind (the Hermeneutic Gothic-Communist Quadfecta: Marxism and Gothic, queer and game studies), let’s reconsider the way that the rape of nature is educated through hypermasculine, sports-like stories as a kind of “opiate for the masses,” then explore the way that men, as beings to imitate through Man Box culture, are affected by Cartesian thought in ways that women historically aren’t (certainly not to the same degree, anyways).

For one, the Promethean outcome is foregone in ways that absolutely disempower men while punishing them and nature. Like Jonathan Swift’s “Little-Endians” and “Big-Endians” from Gulliver’s Travels or Dr. Seuss’ Butter Battle Book (1984), these foolish enterprises march like lemmings towards the same desolate outcome: yet another pile of used-up war dogs, their chattelized corpses spent like fuel in the engines of Capitalism’s profitable war/rape machine. Inside it, though, the petal-raining glory of fleeting conquest becomes replaced with a funeral march—one of glass jaws (Rummy’s Corner, 2023), chronic traumatic encephalopathy (Mixed Martial Academic, 2022); morbid obesity (which bodybuilders, professional wrestlers and other habitual steroid users constitute), non-steroid drug use and nepotistic exploitation dressed up in deceptive, hauntological theatre practices that bleed into real life (Behind the Bastard’s “Vince McMahon,” 2022) and the gladiatorial fool’s dogged chase of “immortality.”

These male chasers of glory can be literal military members, as well as athletes who personify war in drugged forms. The latter aren’t class traitors (at least not in the active sense)—more like Roman fools falling on their swords over and over. The guts-and-glory drama—of online, Joe-Vincent-style “neoliberal colosseum pastiche” (e.g., “Julio Cesar Chavez – 89-0 – Greatest Mexican Boxer Ever,” 2023)—tends to outshine the dialectical-material reality faced by often-poor men of color, white men (who can be poor though Tommy Morrison was not; he was related to John Wayne and had that man’s connections) and brown people from the streets of former US colonies, the US as an ongoing settler colony and current neo-colonies fighting for scraps every single day of their lives (a literal “victory or death” material reality). The fact remains, the product is sold in ways that are incredibly drug-like; i.e., a bread-and-circus approach having bonded to current mechanisms of capital from older, antiquated forms; e.g., from the Roman Empire to the United States of America.

Drug abuse is a common facet of Capitalism brutalizing nature through workers; rape, then, extends to drug abuse in relation to one’s body image in pursuit of unnatural strength as sold to workers very much like a drug. While actual drug use is a widespread problem as a response to trauma, both plague the sports world as a habitual site of rape and unequal power exchanges through theatrical forms that speak to trauma as Cartesian; i.e., “if only we (usually men, but also TERFs and various token groups) could be strong enough to face our demons and elevate ourselves by conquering our natural limits, thus the world!” The pushing of steroids through these kinds of stories serves to control people through addiction for profit, making consent just that much more of a myth.

This happens on and offstage and not just to men in the sports world. For example, studio executives would push drugs onto Judy Garland (exhibit 30b1), hounding her day and night to drink coffee, take uppers, and smoke cigarettes but not eat food. This sent her down a road known to many child stars. She was dead at 47. In the world of combat sports theatre, though, many athletes were and are abused by similar parental figures and arrangements forcing them to try and live up to hypermasculine gender standards: the impossibly manly men that, through the abuse of science, only have higher and higher hills to climb but never actually surmount (the “fodder” role is the point). Like Dr. Jekyll’s potion, suddenly men are turning into ‘roided-out Hulksters, trying to an imitate a literal giant who, in wrestling canon, had a disease that would ultimately kill him: acromegaly (an increasing of organ sizes, which eventually leads to heart failure, killing André the Giant when he was 46).

However different these men seem to Garland, they suffer from similar problems, their comorbidities shoving them into early graves to enrich the vampiric old men who own them, their bodies, their jobs, their livelihoods, their business contracts, etc. In turn, this becomes something to instruct through Gothic poetics as historically wrapped up in kayfabe narratives; i.e., the Amazon myth, but also Achilles as “superior” to nature—to any phallic woman with a sword (or sword-like implement). For them, such extensions of actual possibility go beyond Capitalism’s ordering of things, thus become aberrations to demonize and dismiss, but also fetishize and rope back into the usual schemes of patriarchal domination; e.g., Mizu from Blue Eye Samurai fighting to be recognized while appearing alien to the culture of 1600s feudal Japan (and, per the Amazon device, upsetting the archaic division of labor—sex and force—in medievalized spaces. Said spaces’ demand for these speaks to our confusion and intensity of feeling mid-disempowerment, always ensuring that such heroes find themselves employed from a diegetic and meta standpoint): “I’m vulnerable and will defend myself in ways normally denied to women in Gothic Romances/the liminal hauntology of war (the spectral warzone).”

In the case of Garland and the dead wrestlers of American kayfabe, the illusion to which these workers were part of is what ultimately killed them, in part because its continuation (and education of future workers to rape themselves and those around them) was seen as more valuable than the lives of the people propping it up (Emp Lemon’s “The Wizard of Oz and the Dark Side of Hollywood,” 2021)—by the directors, but also by critics like Roger Ebert, who cherish American cinema to a fault: “Maybe it helped that none of them knew they were making a great movie,” he wonders, prefacing this with,

Judy Garland had, I gather, an unhappy childhood (there are those stories about MGM quacks shooting her full of speed in the morning and tranquilizers at day’s end), but she was a luminous performer, already almost 17 when she played young Dorothy. She was important to the movie because she projected vulnerability and a certain sadness in every tone of her voice (source: Roger Ebert’s “The Wizard of Oz,” 1996).

Ebert cares more about what Garland brings to the performance than the actress behind the scene being raped (we’ll get back to him; re: “Summoning the Whore“); i.e., the cliché of suffering not merely for one’s art, but the art that others long to give them “transcendental” lessons that apologize for rape. This isn’t communal; it’s predatory and does little but essentialize the status quo through rape apologetics in the face of trauma bleeding out of canon and into our own lives echoing those who should seemingly be far better off. Yet rape haunts their glamorous (and at times ridiculous) portraits:

(exhibit 30b1: Drug use generally effects men and women differently according to a growing divide in heteronormative dimorphism, hauntology and poetics furthering Cartesian dualism; but its effects on both are infamously torturous and fatal. Judy Garland didn’t live to see fifty and James Brian Hellwig—aka “The Ultimate Warrior” [a hideous commodifying of Indigenous culture by white America]—was tremendously unhealthy from steroid use and cocaine binges afforded to him by those banking on his absurd, hypermasculine performances. Dying at 54 from sudden heart failure [a common side effect of steroid use], Hellwig was tremendously out-of-shape despite looking “in shape” per the Cartesian statuesque model; like Frankenstein’s Creature, minus the pathos—a dead man walking whose appearance of power was utterly hollow.)

In their own ways, then, hulking wrestlers like the Ultimate Warrior and dainty actresses like Judy Garland have quite a bit of common ground: dying for their art as literally injected into them (their skin penetrated by invasive needles). Beefed-up, they push themselves to exhaustion, then keep going because they were whipped into doing so until it became habit (and when raw habit wasn’t enough, addiction certainly did the trick). They became chattelized, as disposable as insects, their power false. Under more recent years, this horrendous, Cartesian exploitation has only increased and rewritten its own story under neoliberalism—i.e., to better chew workers up and spit them out, at greater quantities and faster speeds. More and more, consent vanishes, worker rights becoming an unattainable dream as the studio rapes bodies and minds to apologize for rape as something whose education (and Capitalist Realism) should never be threatened by the creative successes of proletarian praxis’ synthesis and catharsis. A failure to alleviate the trauma (and spell-binding glamor) of rape during ludo-Gothic BDSM is entirely what capitalists want. Centrism delivers such instruction, and delves into physical and mental cultivation well beyond the girlish innocence of Garland’s monomythic fairytale’s journey into Hell (and facing of the witch).

While there is violence and struggle in trying to synthesize a means of expressing and subverting trauma under capital through such stories as reclaimed by us camping the canon, centrism is fundamentally violent and physical in terms of the rape-like abuse it espouses. Its theatre globalizes martial arts and combat sports, whose good cops, bad cops and robbers materialize differently depending on the genre; e.g., white knights and black knights. Where such beings exist, and where critical thought is absent, there will be unironic rape as a criminogenic means of instruction dominating nature.

To understand how men suffer under Cartesian dualism, let’s briefly consider rape inside kayfabe. The sports world has many clichés that defend rape as normalized, and defended, by fans of the genre: “David vs Goliath” and similar underdog/deus ex machina narratives (e.g., the postcolonial fantasy of the iron-skinned Chinese Boxer beating the British officer, post hoc) that go hand-in-hand with the “tough hombre” language of sanctioned violence (usually against hordes of ’70s-style ninjas conveniently attacking the weak/strong hero one at a time in obviously choreographed body language). Their canonical quoting and blind war pastiche feed endlessly into a perpetual “Who is the greatest?” debate that can be summed up as mere “Bakhtinian” dick-measuring—i.e., dynastic power exchange and hereditary rites, often through symbols of actual dicks (and the warlike bodies attached to them, below): freaks of nature like Hellwig made mad by Cartesian science but presented as “of the past” and pitted against one another to make the elite money by demonizing nature in favor of a patriarchal hegemon.

(artist: Ichan-desu)

In other words, it is not conducive towards abuse prevention (thus successful proletarian praxis) to argue if the judges robbed Marvin Haggler during his fight with Sugar Ray Leonard. This is doubly so for professional wrestling narratives, whose racist tropes and fascist leanings[11] historically-materially leads to the deaths not just of single performers, but entire families driven by greed (re: “Vince McMahon“): Jack Barton Adkisson Sr., better known by his stage name, Fritz Von Erich, became a wrestling baron who—following his retirement in 1982—drove five of his six sons into early graves (four of which died in their twenties, and three of which committed suicide) by forcing them to play an infamous heel-type from professional wrestling’s Cold War equation: the Nazi. It’s a brutal business and always has been (ibid., timestamp: 1:02:21); according to Robert Evans from Behind the Bastards, it’s only gotten worse because McMahon a) doesn’t look like a Nazi and b) has proven to affect politics through his close friendship with Donald Trump (the latter having profited himself off the basic formula in the 1980s, bringing his own brand of fascist theatre into the White House). Love towards these kings of the sports world (often as patrons of gladiators) leads to an ubiquity of rape tied to the profit motive, but also the dogma and fear of things changing in ways that “extend the theatre”; i.e., in ways customers romance in relation to themselves as educated by the imaginary past as apologetic towards rape in sports-like narratives.

Full confidence, I say this even though I enjoy Rummy’s CornerSecond Base’s leftist politics/graph porn (“Fighting in the Age of Loneliness: Supercut edition, 2021) and a slew of martial artists/movie stars/athletes/stunt people, ranging from: Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Scott Atkins, Cynthia Rothrock, Andy Hug, Mike Tyson (and his various videogame offshoots like Mr. Dream and M. Bison/Balrog—Street Fighter‘s neoliberal, combat sport “nation pastiche” something we’ll touch upon in Volumes Two and Three), Michael Yeoh, Michael Jai White, etc. I enjoy these artists, while still being consciously mindful of their professions, but also their politics and how said politics code their own art and day jobs as violently standardized; i.e., leading to an encouragement of rape towards various groups under the status quo. As beings of nature, women are historically fetishized and raped as alien to men, but also devoured by them as paradoxically delicious (“forbidden fruit”). Concerning men within this arrangement, queer men and men of color are demonized as incorrect but prided for their prescribed differences to white men in relation to nature: the draw of the dark horse or the fag when outside of the closet being part of nature-as-abject. Per the doomed sons of Von Erich, whitey also pays the price.

Per Sarkeesian’s adage, my enjoyment of sports (and camping “rape” in my own psychosexual stories; e.g., Amazonomachia) includes me enjoying the work of someone like Gina Carano in Haywire while abjuring her awful, awful politics and those she works for, the Daily Wire (José, 2022); or conversely recognizing Manny Pacquiao’s extreme generosity for the people of his homeland[12], despite being part of the same destructive business that advocates for cruelty “merely” as part of a brand[13] (this advocation often made by white men, however). Any way you slice it, rape is always somewhere close by. Be that the rape of minority culture, women or white cis-het men, we can subvert it in our own social-sexual habits; in doing so, we must be unafraid to examine how such abuse survives (and perpetuates) in canonical forms of instruction that can be recoded through liminal expression on and offstage. For example, people learn from the movies, and generally endorse the binarized, gendered violence found there with their wallets: the human condition expressed liminally through theatrical, psychosexual combat.

(exhibit 30b2: To quote the shaolin monk from Enter the Dragon, 1973, “An enemy has only images, behind which he hides his true motives; destroy the image and you break the enemy.” In Gothic stories, the same is true for the villain looking to rape his victim; we want to critique neoliberals who appropriate Gothic narratives to hide their own crimes behind, but also the Cartesian structure that enables the genocidal rape of nature and workers to begin with.

Top: In Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story, 1993, Bruce Lee must fight his greatest foe: his own inner demons. Except the film presents these as a transgenerational curse that follows Bruce wherever he goes—across space and time, even onto his film sets! Luckily for him, his nightmares eventually become lucid, with Bruce finally taking control and “saving” his next-in-line from the family curse. While the filmmakers’ prophecy sadly erred in real-life—Brandon Lee was killed less than a year later during a tragic shooting accident on-set—the concept still enabled Bruce, in-film, to defeat a largely illusory demon with pretensions of invulnerability informed by the victim’s own insecurities as fed to him his entire life: by the world and other workers around him; i.e., his father’s theatre troupe.

Bottom: Gina Carano is misled and ambushed by a trusted friend, who agrees to kill her for the main villain of the movie. Said betrayer’s greatest defense is his ability to lie and backstab, as unfortunately for him, Gina can fight better than he does. Not only does she absolutely trounce him; she illustrates the value in not swooning as Gothic heroines history-materially are prone to do. Their fight scene is quite erotic, intimating one of the usual places “vanilla” people learn about sex-coercive BDSM from: action movies—second only to murder mysteries, thrillers and Gothic horror, of course.)

(exhibit 30c: Adam Frost and Zhenia Vasiliev’s “How to Tell You’re Reading a Gothic Novel – in Pictures” [2014]. Neo-Gothic heroines were historically very passive, requiring them to be rescued by a male protector. Such a contrivance generally leads many women in fiction [and in real life] to suffer at the hands of their attackers dressed up as “protectors.” Canon, then, treats rape or threats thereof as essentialized within canonical, blind pastiche: “There’s gotta be a damsel-in-distress, because the status quo demands it in relation to Capitalism’s historical-material mistreatment of female workers!” Further explorations of swooning are crystalized in vampiric hypnosis as demonized code for the same basic event [exhibit 87c].)

From a capitalist standpoint, rape is a business tied to Man Box culture; challenging said business, and by extension the bigoted culture associated with it, is tantamount to rebellion of nature against the civilized world—i.e., a threat to the profit motive. Simply put, you have to be awake to rebel and you can’t do that if you’re constantly bending the knee, quoting canon and reducing your own “girl talk,” campy rejoinders and monstrous creative output to codependent, blind forms; canonical war pastiche is little more than sanctioned, mainstream violence, pointedly designed to put your minds to sleep and open your wallets: war tithes for the bread-and-circus “church” of war personified and its hypermasculine “soldiers” (whose rape of each other [and nature] parallels the state’s monopoly on violence, terror and morphological expression the world over).

These are not gods onstage, and they do not prevent rape; even if they “clean house,” they often die young and in sudden, embarrassing fashion—e.g., Bruce Lee, from a cerebral edema; Andy Hug, of acute leukemia; and Ramon “the Diamond” Dekkers, of sudden, acute heart failure. Enjoy their violent displays if you must (which I certainly do) but do not endorse the brutal structure of Cartesian dualism and its ruthless, greedy engineers’ education, thus canonical synthesis (rape apathy). It’s bourgeois kryptonite-for-the-brain and its raw consumption isn’t critical engagement. In fact, it’s precisely the opposite, designed to pacify consumers outright while worshipping rape-like spectacles, violence and lies encouraging future violence towards nature and things “of it”; i.e., in American iterations of the Colosseum praising the financial successes of the elite as a kind of Icarian “trickle-down” mechanism: basking in the glow of stolen, blood-drenched gold. Rape is a part of that, reflecting in the gilded shimmer as stolen from the natural world: money running through nature like a sword.

And if this all seems like “an outsider’s perspective,” I can wholeheartedly assure you it’s not. But I had to learn to see the difference between canon and camp insofar as nature was concerned, “making it gay” by embracing my truth as given to me by my surroundings[14]. Yes, I’m a girly bitch and hate team-based sports, but I’m also an American, thus no stranger to hearing about sports, war or rape (to borrow from common parlance, “raping” is what the winning team does to the losing team). For one, the United States has been at war for most of its existence (according to economist and mathematician, Arthur Charpentier, who calculated the number in 2017 to be for 222 out of 239 years). While professional sports have existed well before global US hegemony commenced in the 1890s, they utterly exploded in popularity afterwards. In American media, then, rape and war are commonplace—on the streets, in our stories, in our lives interacting back and forth through the social-sexual habits we cultivate as informed by Cartesian models. As for me, I am no stranger to violence or sports in my past life while living “in the closet” (exhibit 30d). Also, my father’s father fought in the Dutch resistance and I loved hearing his war stories as a child (especially the harrowing ones about Nazi war atrocities and their survivors’ testimonies: my bloodline’s raw courage). Here is Gramps, being interviewed about the war by Linda Meloche in 2005.

Simply put, I was born and bred on Pax Americana, exposed to its war-nation pastiche loop at a tender age. Yet in high school, I was also mocked for being “like a girl,” for drawing sexy anime pictures in class and for liking Alien and its Gothically “femme” stance on Cartesian war more than Cameron’s sequel (“Outlier Love: Enjoying Prometheus/Covenant in the Shadow of Aliens,” 2021). Sticks and stones; I saw my same classmates sent off to war and killed, or returning broken and shot up but worshipping their plights. In war, no one “wins” but the elite, and only until their palaces crumble around them (during state shift). Until then, workers are raped inside the Capitalocene—their minds and bodies, but also their homes; i.e., the land around them.

(exhibit 30d: Photos of me in TKD class/at tournaments in 2012.)

I can understand my (mostly male) classmates’ jingoism somewhat; I fought in TKD tournaments and attended classes sold to men, women and children (taught by a local SWAT sniper I very much didn’t like). Cheap platitudes of “moral character” and value were pitched to us with the express intent of wealthy Michigan parents paying out for they and their kids to progressively train for battles they would never fight (and when my twin—afro lad next to me, ponytail; exhibit 30d, above—broke his arm, our “master” ghosted him and left my brother to foot the bill and go under the knife through the nightmare that is the American healthcare system). Canon-wise, it’s just state-sanctioned violence under a bourgeois Superstructure that acclimates workers to a pacified mindset, one entirely accepting of manufactured scarcity, glorified war and rape, naturalized criminogenesis, and ubiquitous, displaced genocide.

To that, I’m not just a pretty trans face, sweeties. I came out from the same masculine closet as many Americans. Many more are still on the inside, guarding their fortress from nature-as-alien like a hawk. Sports is sacred, as is the unironic peril inside informing our own basic social-sexual habits; i.e., our gossip, monsters and camp. Under Capitalism, rape and war are constant, but also roiling back and forth during oppositional praxis as a battle for our minds, consent, and labor in service to or in resistance of the rape of nature on and offstage. Under complex conditions of systemic, transgenerational and menticidal abuse, men (and other weird-nerd practitioners of Man Box culture) transform into xenophobic, nationalist, ethnically “pure” monsters. They become mistrustful of nature, but also intellectualism and foreigners defending it. As such, American bloodthirst is boundless and bipartisan, directed by American consumers at those the state exploits first: the Global South (re: Ward Churchill’s “On the Justice of Roosting Chickens,” 2005).

As such, defenders of capital codify markers of fascism that appear more moderately under neoliberal Capitalism, but especially Gothic canon as its own reactive abuse. Recipients of this abuse (women, racial minorities, GNC people, etc, as “of nature”) frequently lash out, submit, or break down in response; i.e., resort to playing the game by patriarchal rules even when those same rules don’t apply to non-men/tokenized groups (“boundaries for me, not for thee”). And if potential war brides seem scarce or mum to white cis-het men as the most privileged benefactors of genocide, it’s because women more generally fear men as historical-material sources of ghastly murder and hyperbolic rape. No joke, the false protector is literally enshrined within Gothic canon and always will be: our aforementioned knife penis[15] (re: the “stabby cock dagger“) as having good versions and bad versions of either gender under settler-colonialism’s heteronormative dichotomy. In medieval language, this plays out through white and black knights; in more recent criminal hauntologies, it plays out through damsels, detectives and demons. This includes Amazons, but also serial killers as wild, “rabid” predators terrorizing polite society (and its white women) with traumatic penetration; i.e., as a fetishized form of alien, psychosexual violence that nevertheless commodifies nature-as-abject through the ghost of the counterfeit’s unironically mutilative, patriarchal rape fantasies (re: Radcliffe’s demon lover).

The finale, next, shall consider the knife dick, then, as the prime implement of Cartesian abuse (traumatic penetration) before investigating how to subvert it: by humanizing the harvest.

Onto “A Problem of Knife Dicks (and Conclusion)“!


About the Author

Persephone van der Waard is the author of the multi-volume, non-profit book series, Sex Positivity—its art director, sole invigilator, illustrator and primary editor (the other co-writer/co-editor being Bay Ryan). Persephone has her independent PhD in Gothic poetics and ludo-Gothic BDSM (focusing on partially on Metroidvania), and is a MtF trans woman, anti-fascist, atheist/Satanist, poly/pan kinkster, erotic artist/pornographer and anarcho-Communist with two partners. Including multiple playmates/friends and collaborators, Persephone and her many muses work/play together on Sex Positivity and on her artwork at large as a sex-positive force. That being said, she still occasionally writes reviews, Gothic analyses, and interviews for fun on her old blog (and makes YouTube videos talking about politics). Any money Persephone earns through commissions or donations goes towards helping sex workers through the Sex Positivity project; i.e., by paying costs and funding shoots, therefore raising awareness. She takes payment on PayPal, Patreon, and CashApp, etc; all links are available on her Linktr.ee. Every bit helps!

Footnotes

[1] Zombies are shot, demons banished, and totems hunted, trapped, and killed/tamed inside the state of exception; i.e., skinned in ways whose trauma is worn on the outside by people who may or may not be acting in good faith (more on this in Volume Two; re: “Bad Dreams“).

[2] “Fetishizing” as in, “to reduce to alien, psychosexual objects of darkness, power and force.”

[3] Said chapter considers years of abuse by Kochinski, which I shall list when the time comes. However, said evidence more recently has been confirmed through Kochinski accidently revealing to the world his private lolicon (and horse) porn collection (Bad Empanada Live’s “Vaush is a P*dophile (CONFIRMED),” 2024).

[4] Again, such categories of alienation generally overlap under Cartesian domination, while also making room for curious hybrids and subclasses. This includes the occult demon, but also composite bodies (cyborgs) and chimera animals produced with the undead, demonic and totemic modules (which Volume Two will unpack at length).

[5] Slavery, then, goes both ways—of the underclass, but also the middle class enslaved to, and disguised as “service” towards, God/the state; i.e., an endless paranoid duty chasing ghosts, dragons and other state inventions for the Greater Good until death and/or your assigned foil claims you; e.g., Inspector Javert chasing Jan Valjean in Les Miserables (1862) but also in more alien, thus Gothic forms of police/criminal behavior—Van Helsing vs Dracula, Beowulf vs Grendel, or Ripley vs the xenomorph (exhibit 30a; re: “Knife Dicks“), etc.

[6] And bullets/variants of either kind tied to state force, but especially carceral or lethal force; i.e., capital punishment for challenging the state’s patriarchal monopoly on violence, terror and hellish morphological expression. Again, zombies, demons and totems are destroyed to serve a Cartesian profit motive during the ghost of the counterfeit’s process of abjection.

[7] We’ll examine the Gothic role of various (often female) detectives in science fiction more in Volume Two, including the sections “Exploring the Derelict Past” and “Call of the Wild.”

[8] Which is generally something to deny (Noah Samsen’s “Genocide Denial Streamers,” 2024) or debate when, as the Youtuber Shaun points out, there is nothing to debate whatsoever—a genocide is occurring and it is wrong (“Palestine,” 2024).

[9] Persephone van der Waard’s “Remember the Fallen: An Ode to Nex Benedict” (2024).

[10] I.e., Freud and Kristeva’s handling of the Archaic Mother myth, but also the myth of the black male rapist/sexually aggressive black woman as “manly” being projected onto the same dark kayfabe figure as the Nazi or Communist. To this, canon presents rape as something that “dark” (non-white) creatures do. Or as my thesis writes (re: “Pieces of the Camp Map“),

Assimilation goes both ways, of course, and for every act of open rebellion there were plenty who refused to rebel due to the expected colonial countermeasures (re: “power aggregates,” from Atun-Shei Film’s “Fighting for Freedom“) […] This would go on to then be romanced and displaced by white-penned Neo-Gothic fictions of various kinds: white men’s open, settler-colonial bigotry and white-saviorism from the likes of Shakespeare, Conrad, Tolkien, Ridley Scott, James Cameron, Frazetta (exhibit 0a2c) and Wes Craven haunting the gutted castles of a seemingly abandoned colonialism with dark, vengeful spirits exorcized by white heroes; but also the so-called “jungle fever” entertained by white women like Radcliffe, Dacre, Charlotte Brontë and Angela Carter’s fixation on a white protagonist’s idea of rape fantasy inside the castled ghost of the counterfeit, and in the American porn industry at large; i.e., as a forbidden fruit to outlaw, commodify and sell back to middle-class people amid a widespread, systemic punishment of the non-white people associated with the image:

In the U.S. and other capitalist countries, rape laws were originally framed for the protection of men of the upper classes, whose women ran the risk of being assaulted. What happens to working-class women has always been of little concern to the courts. As a result, appalling few rapists have ever been prosecuted—appalling few, that is, if black men are exempted from consideration. While the rapists of working-class women have so rarely been brought to justice, the rape charge has been indiscriminately aimed at black men, the guilty and innocent alike (source: Angela Davis’ “Rape, Racism and the Capitalist Setting,” 1978).

Aside from strictly animal arguments, posthuman considerations would ask us to respect how alien spheres present the chattelized animal and robot as ally commodities; i.e., whose shared, biomechanical rebellion is foretold, demonized and sold back to American consumers within the Imperial Core: the xenomorph as part-insect, part-machine in ways that resemble a shared uprising—of slave animals, but also dissident robata (the Czech word for “slave” that “robot” originates from) defying Asimov’s Laws of Robotics by fighting back against their humanized masters’ “correct” hegemony. Nature is alien, thus roboticized in slave-like ways that, unlike an actual machine, aren’t strictly “unthinking” at all; they’re undead, made “like machines” and traumatized against their will. The trauma isn’t incorrect, according to Cartesian thought; its outcry is.

We’ve already considered the posthuman relative to Mega Man and Ghost in the Shell in Volume Zero (rogue robot masters and cyborg cops, exhibit 1a1a1c4), but will deliberately consider it more vis-à-vis the xenomorph’s composite, undead nature (and Mary Shelley’s posthuman critique using composite demonic bodies) in Volume Two.

[11] As Griffin Kaye writes in “Nazism in Wrestling—Wrestling’s Most Controversial and Troubling Booking Strategy” (2022):

Wrestling plays upon the source of controversy. Whether it is related to evil foreign heels, real-life deaths, and horrific social events outside the wrestling landscape – these are often seen as distasteful and offensive but one gimmick can encapsulate all 3: Nazism. Over the many decades, many bookers have utilized the use of this strategy to full effect, playing off understandable post-World War 2 fears to create a monster figure (source).

[12] “Asia Game Changer of the Year” (2022).

[13] Sam R. Quinn’s “Manny Pacquiao: Why Pacquiao’s Kindness Has Hurt His Legacy” (2012).

[14] E.g., camping Lovecraft’s patented racism and crippling xenophobia by consuming stories made by others; or in the case of videogames, played by others in a very meta sense: The Academic from Darkest Dungeon II (2021) lamenting, “I should have never bought that cursed clay, from which sprang this anathema!” to which Randy Potato deadpans, “I hate when I buy some clay and it just springs up an anathema—relatable!” (“Beacon GAMING w/ Random Party! Big Update is now LIVE!” 2024). Or as my grandfather or my mothers and uncles might say about Lovecraft’s ever-present “sanity damage” relayed then-and-now across media: “I hate it when that happens!”

[15] While traditional masculinity and the status quo are generally defended through active force by cis-het men, the brutal, direct violence of a knife, club or bullet can be emulated by fearful women in ways that make them triangulate, acting “like men” for men and the Patriarchy against state enemies: TERFs attacking workers fighting for their basic human rights and those of animals and the environment (which the state calls “terrorism”); i.e., “pulling a Brutus,” as TERFs—being token cops, good or bad—classically do, inspired by older Neo-Gothic examples; re: Sam Hirst’s “Zofloya and the Female Gothic” (2020).