Book Sample: Reversing Abjection: Describing Sexuality vs Prescribing Sexual Modesty

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Reversing Abjection: Describing Sexuality vs Prescribing Sexual Modesty (feat. Alien)

Many men have a tendency to divide “love” into two components: an affectionate (and asexual) element; and a passionate (sexual) element. Furthermore, since the areas of affectionate and sexual love are fraught with complex emotions of guilt and anger, many men manage these difficult and (to their way of thinking) dangerous feelings by projecting them onto the women about them. Thus, through this process of projection, men may perceive the world as a place inhabited by two kinds of women: “good” women whom they idealize and who have no sensual desires (and for whom, of course, the men themselves feel no sexual longings); and “bad” women who are sexual by nature (and with whom it is permissible-perhaps even expected-to have sexual relations). This imaginative construct has come to be called the “Virgin/Whore” syndrome (source).

—Cynthia Griffin Wolff, “The Radcliffean Gothic Model” (1979)

(artist: Frau Haku)

We’ll return to Wolff and Radcliffe’s imperiled detectives much, much more in the Demon Module (e.g., “The Puzzle of “Antiquity” but also the entirety of “Exploring the Derelict Past“). Here, reversing abjection is a super important idea—effectively synonymous to reversing profit during the whore’s revenge/ludo-Gothic BDSM, “on the Aegis.” While “On Giving Birth” from my PhD would cement reverse abjection as something to explore more in Volume One and Two (re: “Everything sits within a cycle of imaginary history that plays out through an endless, genocidal mirroring that must, if it is to cease, be met with mirrors”), here is where the idea actually started. —Perse, 4/22/2025

Picking up where “Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators” left off…

In Volume Two, we examined the history of abjection within the Gothic; i.e., the Medusa as the ghost of the counterfeit, thus felt more and more as an emerging mode of monstrous-poetic discourse along Capitalism’s own emergence onto the world stage (re: “Vampire Capitalism”). I want to return to abjection as something to consider when generating our own creative successes during oppositional praxis under late-stage, neoliberal Capitalism; re: by hugging the alien/nature as monstrous-feminine as something that has been sold to us as “unhuggable” during the dialectic of the alien (re: “Some Prep When Hugging the Alien,” 2024).

As a precursor to those ideas, this piece explores simply reversing abjection, period (refer to my 2025 Metroidvania Corpus to see my full extensive body of work on the Alien franchise). To it, we’ll examine Alien yet again, using it as a popular staging point when thinking about how factors of sex positivity like descriptive sexuality are opposed by their heteronormative foils.

First, a mild refresher before we proceed: If abjection is a system of division that creates canonically demonic scapegoats, reverse abjection confronts their persecutors by subverting the language and the process into something more xenophilic than it was previously. By shaming the competitive nature of reactionary aggression, social-sexual activism aims to unify workers against Capitalism through cooperative measures: to imagine symbolic arrangements that undermine the status quo, whose bourgeois Superstructure abjects descriptive sexuality—how people choose to express themselves regardless of heteronormative rules, restrictions and omissions. Canonical abjection occurs through reactionary countermeasures that rely on heightened aggression to justify official (and stochastic) reprisals. By essentializing problematic sexuality through canon, the elite commodify moral panic in defense of sexual modesty; re: the conspicuously white, straight Radcliffean heroine threatened by dark rape as the go-to reactionary approach, celebrating the ghost of the counterfeit as “flavor” to spice up a Gothic jaunt: “Threats of ‘rape’ are part of the fun!”

Again, we’ll dissect and salvage Radcliffe in another book (re: “Radcliffe’s Refrain,” “Non-Magical Detectives,” “Dissecting Radcliffe” and “In Measured Praise of the Great Enchantress“). Here, we’re only isolating the reversal of abjection, period. For the rest of the subsection, then we’ll explore Radcliffe’s modesty dilemma in the 1979 horror movie, Alien: something to prescribe in reactionary fashion by presenting itself as hauntologically “under attack” by abject sexuality (namely the pure-white virgin threatened by a pitch-black attacker). Then, we’ll consider it’s broader relationship to proletarian praxis—not just abjection, but chronotopes, hauntology and cryptonymy as a colonized historio-material process that must be examined, recognized, and rebelled against using covertly clever countermeasures.

To be clear, abjection covers a wide range of topics besides just sexuality (social or political xenophobia, gerontophobia, etc). However, sexuality tends to intersect with all of them at various points. This mutability permits numerous interpretations when it comes to monsters, which—through the language of fear in powerful hands—function as compelled signifiers that regulate sex as a controlled substance. This hauntological role can be reversed while still being contested by both sides inside an ongoing linguo-material exchange.

(artist: Lord Mishkin)

Take Giger’s famous creature: Classic moral panic denotes it as a cosmic rapist/rape cryptonym, itching to peel away Ripley’s pale armor (of the Radcliffean, European-supremacist sort) with its dark claws during the liminal hauntology of war (the chronotope). However, a famous feminist counterexample turns Enlightenment misogyny against itself: the Archaic Mother. Less of an explicit argument and more of a vague, nebulous symbol whose social-politic stance can be interpreted in vastly different ways, the Archaic Mother is commonplace in Gothic fiction. Alien portrays the monster (an egg-laying parasite) as female and ancient, but also mightier than mankind. A kind of “wandering womb,” this murderous, hysterical entity sits closer to the primordial cycle of life and death: sexual reproduction as entirely irrational, emotional and animal, but also parthenogenetic (not requiring a male mate). Personifying this process, the monster actually challenges Patriarchal hegemony by appearing as its oldest, greatest bogeywoman inside a womb-like space, or a space to make womb-like: queen bitch of the universe (who Ripley would defeat in the Americanized sequel, Aliens, 1986).

In either case, Gothic performance invokes abjection within an oscillating dialogue about sex and gender made through borrowed terms: scary rape fear (Jameson’s class nightmare; re: Postmodernism) appears, which the token warrior nun fears and exorcises through exposure and force (re: the whore’s paradox). While the elite canonize descriptive sex (acts not tied exclusively to biological reproduction and patrilineal descent) as vacuously hideous (framing them as disposable pastiche that anyone can consume), sex-positive workers reverse this “gag reflex” as a moral position within the same overarching conversation: sex purely for pleasure, but also liberation from outdated, coercive norms that celebrate the troubling toleration of hidden barbarity as something to celebrate as “zesty!”

The larger, warring dialogue actually invokes positive and negative feelings (attraction and repulsion) through ambivalent, liminal markers: the monster, the woman, the castle, the blood sacrifice as hauntologically summoned. Yes, they historically convey cultural anxieties and phobias regarding sexuality and the human body as classically forbidden, but they needn’t have to be. Instead, cordoning them off is an attempt to prevent their study by proponents of Capitalism, who use sex-coercive doubles of these things to generate coercive fear that maintains the current order of things: carceral hauntology and consent towards its imprisoning worldview as cryptonymically manufactured in times of constant impending crisis—tremendous, obfuscating distractions, in other words.

Hauntology—especially under Capitalism—is fractally recursive, a creature of chaos whose many-different incarnations spring from specific material factors relating back and forth from moment to moment. This leads to different hauntology types, and many “different” near-plagiarizations whose traced, uncertain lineage constitutes a singular hauntological type.

(exhibit 66: Artist, right: Frank Frazetta; source, left—note: The similarities between the box art for Castlevania, 1986, and Frazetta are hard to ignore, but also part of a common practice in the 1980s and ’90s [source: Arcade Sushi’s “25 Stolen Images in Video Games, 2016] that saw videogame designers blatantly ripping off movie posters and production stills left and right. Nevertheless, the mysterious artist for Konami’s original box design continues to go uncredited. Within this scheme, the role of the hero is a flexible one: the white knight versus the black knight, the black knight as romanticized in a toxic criminal hauntology, the man facing the ghost of the Numinous, or the crusader attacking the degenerate; etc. And all of it a necromantic dance within the ruins that furthers the monomyth as a legitimate form of state violence that can be reclaimed, but just as often isn’t.)

One such type is liminal hauntology. We’ve already discussed liminality and hauntology separately in Volumes One and Two. However, as the companion glossary stipulated, liminal spaces—in architectural terms—are designed to be passed through. The same is true inside Neo-Gothic architecture and its colossal wrecks/chronotopes (exhibit 5c, 5d, 64c). However, the effect is anisotropic; re: different per direction traveled when examined through a bourgeois or a proletarian lens. Advertised by empty-like museums that denote a reimagined barbaric past, the Gothic chronotope is something to visit and experience that, when moved through, communicates various signature emotions tied to the underworld, its presence felt by nebulous, imprecise markers and tremendous feelings beyond everyday existence. In short, liminal hauntologies are visited, generally after being dug up and reassembled; re: Jameson’s “archaeologies,” they’re visitors from the reimagined past, thresholds that arrive. For our purposes, they are regular symptoms of Capitalism-in-crisis, whereupon the dividing membranes become thin, transparent and fragile, and through which the ghost of the counterfeit may be felt and demands for something better potentially be made.

I say “potentially” because such demands must be made in the presence of shadowy doubles, these potentially complicit (which depends entirely on how people use them) cryptonyms leading to a great deal of confusion inside and outside of the text. Capitalism, for instance, is invested in a lack of material change, generating pacifying illusions that keep things materially the same. This “transference” extends to an exchange of material goods—hand-outs from the exhibit to those passing through. For example, Halloween’s candy-like effigies and costumes make for carceral nostalgia—cheap, sugary treats that distract children from larger issues like American genocide, all while coding them to respond to present-day reactionary markers of persecution (more on this briefly in Chapter Two and Chapter Three, and in greater detail during Chapter Four). A common visual outcome, then, is movement through their childhood homes, all while surrounded by other children doubling as otherworldly visitors codified under Capitalism: spirits, monsters, scapegoats who have passed through the barrier of the past into the present. As a byproduct of American neoliberal consumerism, Halloween is a cryptonymic, franchised commodity that encourages passive consumption, bent on quick, child-like gratification in the face of perceived evils made into masks that distract from the real perils under them (we’ll return to the idea of masks in Chapter Four): the status quo as perfidious.

For FOX to even frame the “eighth passenger” as a hideous violator of pure maidens inside a liminal space that FOX sell as bourgeois (despite the Nostromo spacecraft being rife with neoliberal criticism). To treat Alien and its monster as bourgeois, FOX must sell it to an audience whose literacy only continues to climb with better access to publicized information about sex. The studio’s sexism therefore involves a highly specific framing that doesn’t hold up under intense, humanizing scrutiny—not just the guy in the suit, but their performance as connected to, if not aligned with, monstrous socio-sexual norms tied to the space itself as a parallel Gothic chronotope. Regardless, these coerced viewpoints exist as part of the equation when looking at the creature as an artistic legacy (much like Hernando’s homophobic student got their ideas from sexist sources). Luckily the creature itself is more ambivalent, nebulously inviting interpretations that aren’t strictly endorsed by those in power. While the elite funded Alien to invite abjection as a means of sexual control, they can’t force moral panic onto critically-educated consumers who feel the enormous weight of Capitalism’s hidden abuses beyond a cryptonymic veil/ghost of the counterfeit.

(artist: Char Something)

This degree is variable, but especially holds true for groups targeted by canonical abuse: women as witches, and other historically scapegoated groups that serve as “oracles”—spiritual-symbolic guides between the world of the living and the world of the abject, of nightmares, of the damned, etc; but especially as secret-keepers of buried past knowledge, their “magical” predictions, in Marxist terms, commenting on a historical-material “loop” that power has covered up. As symbols of female power, witches are the prototypical feminist. “Good” witch or “bad” witch isn’t visually black and white, then; it depends entirely on who they align with—for or against Capitalism, in our case (which can be disguised in either direction; we’ll explore this concept in relation to TERFs, during Chapter 4, disguising themselves as “witches” in bad-faith; and real-life witches dressed up in consumes that pass them off as tolerable commercial fakeries, in Chapter 5).

Beyond education, part of the reason simply lies in the method of prescription: the invitation to look at taboo things that are commonly sold to consumers as a means of bourgeois control. By showing the viewer an image that can be critically explored, the elite need an uncritical audience to defend canonical counterfeits as authentic. But even those outside of the Humanities can generally observe a curious paradox: Behind the Black Veil, the monster isn’t as hideous as they were led to believe. In fact, it’s actually quite beautiful (“I admire its purity.”), unmistakably sexualized and entirely surreal. Hence all the smoke, mist and darkness to conceal the monster’s “real identity” in the original, 1979 picture: the false pretense of a petrifying mirror. This occurs through an obscured, dirty lens, pointed at a forbidden target that’s meant to terrify the uneducated. Look at it, FOX argues, but only long enough to keep you scared stupid.

This purity culture is FOX playing with fire. Their prescription—that descriptive sexuality is intrinsically repulsive—only holds up if the audience takes the horror narrative at face value (re: the monster is a cosmic rapist). The room for appreciative irony cannot be fully suppressed, allowing iconoclastic narratives to emerge through emancipatory hauntology as a form of political allegory (more on this at the end of Chapter Two). Despite Ripley flushing the monster out the airlock—rejecting it like an aborted fetus, attempted rape, or piece of shit—the monster remains ambivalent, displaying a chaotic potential: to be any of these things depending on how it’s framed, but also performed. These combined variables guide viewers towards politically desired interpretations, the outcome incumbent on the performer’s own agenda.

Now that we’ve outlined the larger systemic framework abjection takes place inside, let’s examine the abjectors—the elite whose desires course through a particular vein, like Alien‘s modesty narrative—and the sex-positive performers whose rebellious imaginations use the same ambivalent visual language to reverse the flow of abjection. Rather than treat the ghost of the counterfeit as pure product “fluffery” (the act of up-selling material goods), iconoclasts deliberately give voice to the unspeakable by scrutinizing these atrocities at a human level: to humanize historic icons of persecution. They do this by reclaiming “slutty” or “wicked” signifiers, ironically transforming them into sexy fashion statements and other appreciative symbols and spaces[1] of sexual freedom/material advantage (we’ll explore this behavior and foils more in Chapters Two and Three). Doing so, sex workers disarm their historical function as didactic instruments of public shame and guilt, countering the elite’s capacity for social-sexual abuse under Capitalism at the linguo-material level.

(artist: Cherry Blossom)

Sex workers achieve reverse abjection by meaningfully presenting themselves as sexually attractive and autonomous cultivators of sex-positive sentiment. Cherry Blossom, for example, is a sex worker who makes her own rules; she has her own OnlyFans, and specifically states for all to read:

“No hardcore or explicit nude content of my pussy (🐱❌) I work with topless nudes and teasing pics and vids. I love to be cute, provocative and feel comfortable and confident showing my body!”

Through her art, Cherry illustrates descriptive sexuality as the setting of personal boundaries. These boundaries outline what she, as an individual performer, is willing to consensually display in the larger social-sexual market. This liberation isn’t something to merely describe, but appreciate within a larger hauntological mode: “oracle” bodies that present forbidden sexual knowledge during everyday material production and consumption, including the idea that bodies can be controlled by workers (and don’t try to attach all women to one particular form of demonized knowledge: i.e., women only know abject knowledge, specifically the knowledge of life and death as learned through sexual reproduction and the struggles of childbirth).

By comparison, the status quo sells sex through prescriptively coercive, non-consensual displays. Sigourney Weaver didn’t agree to being fetishized by her male bosses. This tracks with how the elite regulate canon by invoking paradoxical modesty that manipulates target consumers through moral manic: a pure body whose chastity must be preserved no matter what. By presenting sex as “modest enough” and attaching it to lucrative projects, the elite transmute modesty as a neoliberal virtue—a kind of tightrope where the selling of regulated sex becomes the worship of capital: As a particular arrangement of moral panic, Alien reliably

  • makes the elite a profit.
  • grants them substantial bargaining power through the spontaneous acquisition of raw wealth.

What’s more, this profitability can be advertised alongside hauntological media that upholds social virtues in the face of threatened modesty. Alien, for example, earned the studio a lot of money. While viewers recall this rags-to-riches story about FOX, they don’t remember how FOX famously refused to pay out, citing a lack of profit (re: Charles’ Schreger’s “The ‘Alien’ Papers: Can a $100-Million Film Lose Money?” 1980), they remember the haunted house and Gothic shenanigans it contains. Regardless, the studio had gained themselves a lot of capital to work with (and a future franchise to toy around with). They did this as a giant company would: by prescribing sexuality through a moral panic that targeted a large conservative base, said base would unironically payout big for canon to console themselves with. Having the numbers to back this up, FOX hedged their bets did so despite hauntology requiring cryptonyms whose linguistic ambiguities can swing the entire exercise in a sex-positive direction (the elite want cryptonymy to be carceral-complicit, but can no more own this process than they can the Superstructure; they can only prepare, groom and encourage).

This consumption occurred through Sigourney Weaver as someone to advertise (with her becoming a de facto scream queen of retro-future horror in the process). Except her body is fairly anomalous. She’s not a short, skinny woman in the prescriptive sense; she’s descriptively tall, square-jawed and flat-flanked. In fact, she looks less like a dainty (and inoffensive) classic Gothic heroine, and more like Charlotte Dacre’s Victoria: masculine and violent, ready to throw down and make war as a war boss/queen bitch. According to Ridley Scott, the company president chose to make Ripley a woman (Tom Chapman, 2020).

Progressive optics aside, FOX’s onscreen treatment of their lanky debutante sought to further a highly prescriptive modesty narrative: the imperiled maiden of the Gothic horror. Even so, the filmmakers couldn’t hide that Sigourney didn’t look the part. Her powerful body looked incongruously masculine, a scrappy cat mom who looks after the crew by actually following the rules (which the elite discourage through efficient profit, seeking scientific discovery as the door to infinite growth: so-called “Promethean” Capitalism). While FOX checked Weaver’s masculine persona by presenting her as highly sexualized (with elements of rape thrown in to stress her nudity as vulnerable and feminine), the producers carefully dodged the NC-17 rating through modest nudity. Not only could Ripley not be naked (as Ridley had originally wanted); her body had to be well-groomed. According to Scott, Weaver allegedly resisted this idea (source: Hailey Piper) acting sexually descriptive by refusing to pull up her panties or shave her crotch. This allegedly forced the studio to intervene by censoring the actress’s “mom bod” in post: In a bizarre act of efficient profit, they secretly paid someone five grand to painstakingly erase Weaver’s pubic hairs—all because they thought the mere sight of those (and not her genitals) might swing the review board in an unprofitable direction!

The box office tally functions as a manipulative takeaway—that censored nudity sells more than blatant, pornographic nudity (regardless of context). The elite then use this sex-coercive lesson to shape consumer attitudes, presenting them with the idea that female bodies—specifically pure, maiden-like, and infantilized female bodies—are lucrative because they’re modest. In the process, these same consumers will start to adopt another neoliberal creed: personal responsibility. They see their purchases as empowered, as somehow dictating which movies get made according to what is or isn’t visually acceptable. They either mistake canonical endorsement as revolutionary (which it generally isn’t) or police morality through their purchases, enforcing elite hegemony by abjuring descriptive sexuality as an implied means of societal improvement at the hauntological-material level. So while the elite’s commercial goods decorate the home of free market defenders, the purchases made by these defenders endorse the current material arrangement of things: the privatization of carceral hauntology as something to communicate through its actors on set.

(artist, right: Persephone van der Waard)

As we’ve already established, total media control is impossible. Likewise, cryptonyms that adumbrate certain doom under Capitalism cannot be completely omitted in the revolutionary sense from future iconoclastic stories. However, the prescription of carceral hauntology and its sex-coercive elements is already so common as to be invisible, never mind that FOX concealed their “shaving” of Weaver’s crotch. So thorough was their subterfuge that I had no knowledge of the studio’s wacky behavior, 44 years later (despite being a huge fan of the movie)! When I deliberately drew pubic hair under Amanda Ripley’s panties (see: above), I specifically thought, “Like mother, like daughter”—the irony being I remembered her mother’s panties, which the studio had canonized; I had no memory of Ripley’s pubes, which the studio had excommunicated (even so, a part me figured I was being too sexually descriptive for those studio prudes).

The reason for all this fuss is that pubic hair describes sexuality and descriptive sexuality automatically includes elements that are abjected from artistic canon. This affects not just canon, but its proponents. Consider the sobering possibility that famous art critic John Ruskin allegedly couldn’t perform on his wife because he didn’t know women had pubic hair (Betsy Reed, 2014). Even funnier, she (ostensibly) wouldn’t shave her hair during their five-year marriage and eventually left him for his protégé, John Millais, who had no problems performing in the bedroom (the two had eight children together).

Conversely, descriptive sexuality also allows for conventional sexualities among sex-positive feminists, which SWERFs will gatekeep. Consider the guest star for Episode 107 of the Alien Minute Podcast, “Women Do Wear Long Johns” (2016), who stubbornly argues that Alien isn’t sexually descriptive because Ripley should be wearing long johns under her jumpsuit. Her argument? “Because women wear long johns.” This statement not only assumes that men in the film don’t switch to panties after they wake from hypersleep(!); it also implies that no woman anywhere in the universe would ever wear girly panties for herself. In doing so, the guest blanket denies sex-positive underwear selection as something to perform onscreen regardless of who’s in the audience.

So while I agree that the original scene was shot in a voyeuristic way for cis-het men, I also believe it can be appreciated in a sex-positive way in the 21st century while also acknowledging its sexist roots. The guest doesn’t even try, stubbornly prescribing modest underwear as something that (all) women wear. Little does she realize, panties—a symbolic consequence of Patriarchal control—can be cryptonymically reversed, teaching a sneaky lesson about sexism inside the Gothic as a long-colonized (and historically playful/fake) mode! The whore is liberated while naked, but also under attack in duality, and it is here where she can have her revenge for or against the state (re: “Rape Reprise“)!

Viewed another way, “authenticity” becomes a form of gatekeeping (re: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss) that 2nd wave feminists execute, specifically SWERFs. As Wisecrack asks about Samus Aran, Ripley’s videogame counterpart: “Is a woman still authentically acting like a woman if she chooses to wear a bikini?” (“What is Woman? (de Beauvoir + Metroid)” 2015). Sex-positive feminists would say “yes,” provided she chooses to for reasons that empower herself; SWERFs would say “no” regardless of the reasons—a similar approach to burning bras except it’s burning bikinis (with a flair for trans emasculate and other modular persecution language; re: “blood libel, witch hunts and sodomy“).

We’ll examine SWERFs more in Chapter Two (and revolutionary cryptonymy in Chapter 4). For now, note how my descriptiveness of Amanda Ripley’s hairiness appreciates body hair rather than abjecting it. By doing so, my art also deconstructs the studio’s original canon, specifically the canonical notion that pubes are a visual extension of the vagina; to see one is to see the other. Not only that, but the vagina is abject, as well as the vulva, labia[2] and, yes, pubic hair. My “head canon” treats the bare body as empowered—not just something to appreciative unto itself, but something that reveals the abusive men-behind-the-curtain.

Canon shames body hair, the manufactured disgust towards it cultivating heteronormative bias: PIV sex between cis-het men and women according to highly specific body types and gender performances: adult, patriarchal men and young-yet-nubile, infantilized women. While these regulations severely limit sex-positive kinks and fetishes, the official position on female body hair oscillates between conflicted stages of public acceptance and rejection—ambivalence owing to critical positions that seek to undermine canonical attitudes about body shaming more generally.

While the elite use canon to fetishize body hair and appropriate sex-positive examples, the artistic appreciation of pubic hair demonstrates how deconstruction desperately needs an image under Capitalism—more often than not, an image to sell: the sale of sex, specifically that of sex subjects displaying their (often hairy) bodies. I say “subject” because someone choosing to sell their body at a particular hairiness is very different from having that choice made for them by the powers that be: “Sell your body for us, but shave your crotch first (except when it’s trendy not to).”

Women refusing to shave in defiance of male power structures is nothing new. To close out the chapter, I want to examine sex-positive art as one of a regular revolution whose various countermeasures like refusing to shave result from hauntology and cryptonymy as a colonized historio-material process. Doing so requires examining the process itself through its “ghostly” left-behinds, which we’ll do now before articulating how savvy rebels use iconoclastic art as a kind of visual shibboleth—to grow and cultivate into a larger message that critiques the giant, industrialized deceptions of formal power and its socio-material extensions. It does so through various covert countermeasures: the art itself. Gothic art excels at creating fear, often through ghostly suggestion. Used by those in power, fear can keep people stupid, suspicious and afraid; used by the iconoclast, fear can keep you alive, but requires you to take informed liberties—to deliberately lie in ways that must be cultivated and taught by older (often linguistically spectral and ambiguous) lessons; i.e., the revolutionary’s cryptonymy deceiving those in power by outthinking them with fearful art as an instructional tool (fear—specifically fear of death and pain—is an excellent teacher). In the words of Pat Benatar, let’s “get nervous!”

Onto “Toxic Schlock Syndrome; or, an Early Stab at Cryptonymy“!


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] For a parallel sex-positive space, consider Monty Python’s Castle Anthrax (re: exhibit 1a1a1i2, “Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll“).

[2] A real-life example of the “Barbie Doll effect,” Linnea Quigley’s genitals were infamously concealed (Mr. Skin’s “Anatomy of a Nude Scene: Can We Talk About Linnea Quigley’s Barbie Doll Crotch…” 2020] by a plastic “Barbie Doll crotch” designed to show her butt, but conceal her labia—all to avoid the unprofitable X rating. Moreover, the film presents her seemingly perfect body as paralyzing to those who gaze upon it, frozen in place while Linnea consumes them with a giant, gaping maw (a metaphor for abject female sexuality and rage). Despite being a cryptonymic “chastity belt” compelled by Pygmalions pimping the whore, a sex-positive author could use the crotch piece to easily retell the same hauntological story as a parody of itself and the men/systems responsible.

Book Sample: Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators

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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Informed (Ironic) Consumption and De Facto Educators Using Parody and Parallel Space

Sci-Fi Author: In my book I invented the Torment Nexus as a cautionary tale

Tech Company: At long last, we have created the Torment Nexus from classic sci-fi novel Don’t Create The Torment Nexus (source tweet).

—Alex Blechman, in a 2021 tweet

Picking up where “Half-Real: Recognizing And Performing Empathy” left off…

Critical thinking isn’t limited to singular positions. While de facto educators regularly serve as illustrators, models, critics and comedians, these separate roles often overlap. Their combined goal is to rehabilitate heteronormative consumers through informed consumption. We’ll explore these tactics through proletariat parody and parallel space before examining the symbiotic relationship shared between sex-positive artists and models—how their combined descriptive/appreciative sexuality upends the status quo through the process of reverse abjection. Lastly, we’ll explore some of the hurdles these educators face under Capitalism as a sex-coercive system: neoliberals, but also their appropriation of descriptive sexuality (which we’ll delve into more in the following subsection).

For the sex-positive individual, ironic consumption is where an informed consumer actively questions canon instead of dutifully consuming it. While this involves viewing sexuality and gender in a descriptive, appreciative manner, this first requires critical thinking in relation to material consumption as supplied by iconoclastic artists counter-cultivating the Superstructure (the elite own the means of production, but they can only regulate/cultivate the Superstructure—its cryptonymy and hauntologies. Totalitarianism is a progression towards total power, never its realization). These artists serve as de facto educators, teaching critical-thinking skills through extracurricular arrangements (like this book, or Giger’s artwork, see above): They aren’t taught in primary school; they are accessed through ironic consumption and counterculture media as sporadically available, but also optional (and gatekept by neoliberals privatizing secondary education).

Not all critical-thinking skills rely exclusively on descriptive sexuality to foster empathy (though they can). Two such methods are

  • parody (from Sean Young’s earlier Blade Runner photo: “haha, that cigarette is a penis”)
  • pastiche through liminal expression, often inside parallel spaces (from the same photo: “The world that Sean Young’s character inhabits can be a parallel, Vaporwave space that mocks the authoritarian nature of 1980s Capitalism, visually appreciating ’80s corporate aesthetics while isolating them from destructive corporate ideology.”)

Both are material responses to the status quo as a structure. We’ll briefly explore how before moving onto descriptive sexuality as a potential ingredient.

Proletarian parody is a form of play that reduces totalitarian influence by making it the direct target of fun. It’s a mistake to assume this fun occurs through pure nonsense, though. Rather, parody often relies on solid theory to poke fun at serious topics (exploitation of the masses). By comparison, the things they’re making fun of generally argue through dogma and force.

For a good example of academic theory versus dogma and violence, consider Monty Python’s 1969 “Constitutional Peasants” skit. The scene transports us to the hauntological medieval past where Dennis, a 37-year-old peasant, tells Arthur how Arthur became king: by exploiting the workers, specifically the “dated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences [of Great Britain].” This is all very true, but also incredibly funny because of how anachronistic it sounds. Completely baffled by Dennis’ Marxist jargon, the cognitively estranged Arthur responds with feudal dogma—except his arguments clearly make no sense! That’s the joke, which our de facto educators are using under hauntological circumstances to make a larger point about Capitalism.

Much of the scene’s critical bite comes from its night-and-day comparison between Marxist academic theory and the Divine Right of Kings, the down-trodden peasant exposing the annoying monarch for the daffy fraud[1] that he is. Dennis hilariously calls Arthur out, saying “Listen: Strange women lying in ponds, distributing swords is no basis for a system of government!” He even repeats this several times, swapping out nouns for emphasis. Enraged, Arthur attacks Dennis, then leaves—frustrated, but thoroughly convinced that he’s won the exchange: by rubbing Dennis’ lowly station (re: peasant) in his face.

It’s worth noting that, while the “Constitutional Peasants” scene continues to be remembered decades later, those recalling it do so inconsistently. Yes, Dennis’ polemic was made for laughs (and supported by theory performed onscreen by Oxford and Cambridge graduates); he’s also evoked by 21st century conservatives who unironically spout “Help, help! I’m being repressed!” as something to literally merchandise. As part of this bad-faith material scheme, they project their political targets onto Arthur, conflating social-sexual activists with tyrants while their own bourgeois, colonized parody reduces Dennis to a single, self-pitying slogan (aka the reactionary victim complex; The Kavernacle’s “The Right’s Victim Complex,” 2022]. Not only are these shallow readings selective; they’re woefully out-of-joint. They allot standard, not parallel space, into the parodic framework.

As stated during the companion glossary, parallel space (or language) works off the anti-totalitarian notion of “parallel societies“: “A [society] not dependent on official channels of communications, or on the hierarchy of values of the establishment.” While state media/Superstructure is inherently manipulative in a cryptic sense, the creative responses to this manipulation invoke parallel spaces where politically-savvy artists can exist: New Order’s Hacienda nightclub, their postpunk, disco-in-disguise an invitation to escape Margaret Thatcher’s bogus, decaying England by imagining something better out on the dance floor (a none-too-subtle allusion to Fisher’s “Acid Communism”): marching to the beat of their own drum as part of a disjointed collective combatting state abuses, power and lies. State chronotopes aren’t simply illusions, but mental “thought prisons” that tuck the larger hidden barbarity of transgenerational power abuse and lies behind words-that-hide in a colonizing manner—complicit cryptonyms for those who view and administer them through the language of commercial goods: canonical personal property. X marks the spot, showing what is both revealed and closed off!

Whereas mainstream/state media blind and trap the mind, New Order demonstrates that parallel spaces seek to emancipate the mind using language and techniques pilfered from the state; the spaces they offer are often hauntological, presenting a once-upon-a-time that “could be” but never actually existed, except in the minds of those who try to envision it. I say “try” because these minds are already burdened with a pre-existing idea: a “better time” supplied by those in power, who buttress it with unfair material conditions (more on this in Chapter Two). Although New Order was painfully young and partied hard, their iconoclastic behavior was nevertheless made in response to old ghouls like Thatcher—thievishly “re-liberalizing” Britain for personal gain (and lying through her teeth[2] every chance she got).

In early ’90s, New Order’s Hacienda went bankrupt, sold for loft space (which I saw during my stay in Manchester). The band’s emancipatory hauntology didn’t fail because it was universally unethical; it failed because the band themselves were hilariously poor[3] businessmen who did drugs a little too often. Even so, the academic theory behind the club was sound, but also valid: Margaret Thatcher was a ruthless neoliberal who gutted England’s Labor Movement (citing her greatest achievement as “Tony Blair and New Labor” [Oleg Komlik’s “Thatcherism’s greatest achievement,” 2018] because she forced her opponents—the British working class—to change their minds and help tow the British neoliberal line); New Order offered a parallel space that that undermined the original crypt through a troubling presence of decay amid hedonistic joy (source: Mahatma Grandig’s Quora answer to “Do Post-Punk Songs Have the Same Political Overtones as Punk?” 2016). Canonical spaces aren’t wonderlands, but fallible and corrupt—built on plausible deniability and outright lies that must be exposed by reflecting critically upon the historio-material decay they reliably produce, then imagining something better through media as an instructional, transgenerational device.

New Order and Monty Python both worked within Capitalism to critique Capitalism, funding their magnum opuses the Hacienda and The Holy Grail through music profits (the Beatles’ George Harrison donated $400,000 so The Holy Grail could be made, and New Order financed the Hacienda* through their record label, Factory Records). Despite their modest budgets, these creations were still financed from somewhere. More to the point, both projects are still remembered decades later as an effective means of counterculture parody and parallel space, which inform future material imaginings, retrospections and forays into abjected territories in pursuit of something beyond Capitalism (abjection must be approached and combatted, which we’ll examine more at the end of the chapter and for the remainder of the book).

Though no strangers to sexual material, both Monty Python and New Order seldom default to sex. Even so, their “alternate routes” helped consumers deprogram, thus break away from canonical mentalities tied to sexuality. In turn, their consumers could potentially move widespread material consumption (and inspire future production) in a more sex-positive direction. The key to this breakthrough is hauntological disillusionment, exhibiting older styles recreated for new purposes, thereby turning them into a powerful tool of critical engagement: the critique of canonical icons and aesthetics.

Canon is not sacred, or even ethical. It’s simply the status quo, the will of the elite as normalized. In sex-positive terms, this normalization also can be challenged through descriptive sexuality as a means of performative nuance—something to ironically consume through teachers using their bodies to personify the lesson: i.e., “Genuine self-expression can exist under Capitalism, co-existing as a means of emancipatory profit and material critique.” Often, this iconoclastic tutelage occurs through positive sex work—not just “tasteful” (modest) nudity but gratuitous bodily displays meant to produce genuine erotic responses in other laborers viewing them: quite literally NSFW—Not Safe For (bourgeois-sanctioned) Work!

Under Capitalism, sex work is generally portrayed as “lazy” and corruptive of workers more generally (“women weaken legs”). By breaking with the shameful conventions of a Protestant work ethic, de facto educators reclaim their bodies and rail against the bourgeoisie’s raw material advantage by using what they got. Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in their mouth, but everyone is born with a body. Work it!

(artist: Maya Mochii)

Sex-positive artists lead by example. Their bodies aren’t just objects in artistic displays; they represent subjects, often autographically according to a carefully chosen aesthetic. For example, many sex workers have a logo or brand associated with their bodies, whose various images and videos constitute their artwork being a morphological extension of themselves, their descriptive sexualities and genders tied to hauntological parody and parallel space. These topics involve ideologies framed through artistic expression more broadly—a persona within an intentionally dated artistic movement (“the big-titty goth GF,” see above/next page) or highly idiosyncratic[4] forms of sexual activity commonly illustrated through criminal-hauntological sex work: kinks, fetishes, and BDSM (more on this criminalization in Chapter Two). The steamer Susu, for example, often combines anecdotal humor with “goth” aesthetics attained with improved material conditions, using both to communicate broader sex-positive ideas (susu_jpg spam’s “Ocean of Booba,” 2022). But such things are generally overshadowed by psychosexual harm as something to camp; re: Maya Mochii. Humor and sex are modular, not mutually exclusive.

(artist: Maya Mochii)

Under sex-coercive conditions, the elite exploit workers by stealing their labor in non-consensual ways. Under sex-positive conditions, sex workers embody critical thought by sexualizing it as a means of communication. They then use this sexualized art to promote empathy for themselves through a mutually consensual arrangement. Self-expression and commodification aren’t mutually exclusive concepts; an individual sex worker can still choose to self-fetishize to generate profit (or achieve a desired sex response from a client or partner), improving their material conditions while recognizing and discouraging the sexist nature of sexual objectification at a systemic level.

As we’ve already touched upon, these power relations are incredibly complex, but also vast. This makes them extremely hard to communicate through single-body images with zero font. This includes pin-up art, but dialogue-lite mediums like erotic video and performance art more generally. For the sex-positive iconoclast, the aim shouldn’t be direct communication via pin-up art in isolation (even when its bodies are descriptive and appreciative), but something perceived as much through negative reactions towards the troublesome art itself: the sexist audience wringing their hands. “It is not the spoon that bends, but yourself.”

This “bending” can be Arthur, King of the Britons; Hernando’s homophobic dunce, or your garden variety TERF/SWERF. In either case, the lessons that iconoclasts offer beget from emancipatory education as socialized. While iconoclasts are often privileged (Monty Python went to Oxford and Cambridge and Hernando was a professor), the fact remains that anyone can be sex-positive, can express basic human rights through hauntological art. Totalitarian societies are generally resisted by rebellious citizens with relatively little material power, but still possess some degree of privilege compared to less unfortunate groups. Given the right lessons, these rebels can help society move away from the status quo, counter-cultivating the Superstructure out of the crypt and into sex-positive territories through emancipatory variants of famous hauntologies: parodies of, and parallel societies within, the Gothic—its monsters, atrocities and haunts.

Much of this transformative potential lies in the power of the human body as something to describe in ambivalent material language (which has room for parody and parallel space among sex workers). Few things are as regulated or provocative, especially when said body is “incorrectly” portrayed. In this case, correctness pertains to prescriptive societal norms: what reactionaries think is right and what the bourgeoisie finance. Whether on purpose or by accident, iconoclastic statements provoke these people for a variety of reasons: to change minds, make money or entertain (often all three). This isn’t to incense reactionaries in isolation, but involve them in the process of consuming and creating art as a larger social process: the process of abjection.

Put simply, abjection is the rejection of assigned abnormalities to cultivate a normalized status. This process isn’t a one-way street; it goes in either direction, towards or away from normality. Capitalists abuse the means of production to brute-force the appearance of “normal” through abjection. They maintain this charade for as long as possible, exploiting workers behind a neoliberal veil that shames them and their bodies while keeping them enslaved and unimaginative. The only way to lift the veil is to reverse the process that created it, reclaiming worker bodies and their bodily functions through social-sexual means that reimagine parallel hauntologies: descriptive sexuality as something to ironically perform and appreciate through Gothic ambivalence—i.e., BDSM, kinks, and fetishes (generally sprinkled with a variety of emotional “spices”).

The next several subsections explore atypical sexual performance through abjection-reversal, criminal hauntology and appreciative irony in greater detail. For now, think of reverse abjection as a black mirror that exposes the viewer’s abusive tendencies—an especially handy device when countering the elite’s privatization of sexual labor as xenophobic. Privatization is generally normalized through automated abjection, shaming workers collectively while driving them to work as hard as possible in heteronormative, unimaginative ways (the cookie cutter approach). Iconoclasts reverse abjection to make sexist people self-reflect in transformative ways about Patriarchal Capitalism. This occurs by forcing sexist into various telling responses that highlight a sex-positive, xenophilic lesson through reverse abjection. Abjection normally triggers a cultural “gag reflex” or “defecation response”: shock and disgust at coercively demonized hauntologies. The idea is to throw that back at the viewer—to redirect their revulsion towards their own dogmatic beliefs (and the hauntological crypts that produce them) rather than any dogmatic scapegoats. By humiliating the tool of their own mental imprisonment, sexist people can replace their shameful stances with empathic ones. Worker rights, body positivity, and sexist label reclamation overwrite their harmful opposites: the worker repression, body-shaming and unironic sexist language of heteronormative canon as carceral, crypt-like.

(artist: Andy Golub)

In other words, reverse abjection seeks to undermine anything that normalizes state apathy and violence against marginalized groups. This process occurs not just through sex worker bodies, but any sex-positive artistic role: models, photographers, biographers, illustrators, etc. Like Hernando’s classroom, this performative “chain” is holistic, communal: A sex-positive artist, for example, can draw non-cis-het bodies by selecting real-world examples to model for them (so-called palimpsest bodies). Their discerning gaze demonstrates two radical ideas: that gender, sex and performance are

  • entirely separate
  • highly variable, arbitrary and fluid concepts that individual people can self-mold according to their own desires and preferences, all without infringing on the rights of others (re: positive freedom) within working relationships/labor exchanges that involve sex or the material expression of sex

In either case, their combined demonstration occurs through gender trouble created in the real world, not abstract ideas dislocated from material reality. Radical ideas intersect with socio-economic norms, highlighting traditional boundaries that serve as focal points for abjection. In terms of active rebellion, abjection is the refusal to imagine outlawed forms of thought that challenge the status quo. For radical ideas to replace cultural disgust, thus have any impact on society at large, they must initially co-exist alongside seemingly incompatible norms before ultimately replacing them. In this manner, counterculture serves as a revival of emancipatory imagination, hitherto pacified by Capitalism’s carceral hauntologies enshrining the public imagination inside a cryptic Superstructure.

Said replacement involves a great deal of consumer nuance, but also tolerance. As something to criticize through ironic consumption, problematic sexuality is expelled by a horrifying proposition: that one’s nostalgic worldview is monstrous and infantilizing. Sexist people don’t see themselves as sexist, but holy and righteous. So this Promethean revelation has to arrive through transformative, underhanded self-reflection (the twist, in writing terms). In this manner, sex-positive artists/models motivate heteronormative consumers to change their problematic consumption habits by creating surprise pathways for iconoclastic introspection. This includes parody and parallel space, but also descriptive/appreciative sexuality in hauntological art. All three can alter how canon is viewed, consumed and digested, cultivating an empathetic audience whose collective imagination ultimately favors mutual consent within a larger, sexist world (until one day that world is changed for the better).

(source: “Head-Crushing In Search of Darkness Documentary Trailer Goes All in on 80s Horror,” 2018)

As a linguo-material approach, abjection is perilous in either direction; the current power structure will defend itself, attacking countercultural proponents and their material extensions in various ways that nevertheless draw attention to its own structural failings: systemic abuse. We’ll examine these more, including abjection as a reactionary mode, from Chapter 2 onward. For now, consider how reactionaries generally attack sex-positive critical analysis for being the death of canonical “fun,” unable to see the paradoxical joy in critiquing what you consume, especially media with criminalized-hauntological sexual elements (the moral panic of 1980s slasher films, for example). These same detractors fail to understand how guilty pleasures[5] can be safely enjoyed in private (many slasher movies are tongue-in-cheek).

Likewise, private consumption habits can easily become public, making it a question of optics. If this private consumption becomes public knowledge, there needs to be a sex-positive lesson to impart—that is, the iconoclast needs to promote public awareness about the sex-coercive and sex-positive elements being exposed. Neither is black-and-white. They manifest ambivalently to a matter of degree in the ambiguous grey area, requiring their careful exploration on an individual basis.

To escape the crypt of the bourgeoisie Superstructure, sex positivity needs to expand inside sexist culture by tampering with historically sexist media. Sadly, sex teachers are often shamed, but also killed for being sexually descriptive/appreciative (a common reaction to reverse abjection is reactive violence and abuse, which we’ll explore in Chapters Two and Five). But even if sexism were reduced to acceptable levels, educators would still have to remain constantly vigilant, lest history repeat itself through a return to carceral forms that spell real-world violence (the harvest of the fascist, which we’ll briefly examine in Chapter Two before exploring it in greater detail in Chapter Four). To this, they mustn’t combat individual sexists, but the source of those persons’ sexism and abject moral panic: Capitalism, but also its assigned champions (neoliberals) and blackguards (fascists) that weaponize hauntology in faith.

We’ll explore fascists more during Chapter 4, including how neoliberals defend fascists in moderate-centrist ways. For now, simply know that neoliberals more broadly defend the free market, hiding the abject nature of their own illusions in the process. They do this by appropriating feminist ideas of mutual consent, descriptive sexual and cultural appreciation into a “queer friendly” label they can exploit with impunity. These “stickers” of Rainbow Capitalism recuperate any anti-Capitalist ideas that pop into existence, specifically so the elite can turn a quick, unethical buck. If they can profit by recuperating feminism, including trans activism, they will, but Capitalism’s underlying design remains the same: profit above all else, achieved through the exploitation of sex workers by shrinking their imaginations with, what Bo Burnham in Inside (2021), would call “brand awareness”:

I don’t know about you guys, but, um, you know, I’ve been thinking recently that… that you know, maybe, um, allowing giant digital media corporations to exploit the neurochemical drama of our children for profit… You know, maybe that was, uh… a bad call by us. Maybe… maybe the… the flattening of the entire subjective human experience into a… lifeless exchange of value that benefits nobody, except for, um, you know, a handful of bug-eyed salamanders in Silicon Valley… Maybe that as a… as a way of life forever… maybe that’s, um, not good.

I’m… horny.

Global US hegemony under neoliberalism means that sex-positive re-education must be performed under late-stage Capitalism. Sexualized artwork is already colonized, and any lesson will intersect with material consumption as

  • fundamentally unethical
  • symbolically loaded/interpreted to enforce profit through various marketing strategies that are inherently sexist

I don’t condone the first fact, but individuals also have no power to replace Capitalism on their own (sex-positivity is a group effort). The second fact is merely a reality of dialectics-within-Capitalism more broadly. Materials, including hauntological materials, function within competing ideologies that borrow and use the same language to generate profit as a means of visibility. Money talks, even for Communists; but so do icons that reliably produce wealth—so-called “money-makers”: the butt, boobs, breasts and other parts of the (often female) human body.

Meanwhile the penis, and the pleasure it depicts during arousal, penetration, and climax—the “money shot” during the 1970s and ’80s as the so-called “Golden Age of porn”—is incredibly overrepresented in heterosexual pornography at large (re: exhibit 32a, “Knife Dicks“). Though Swapnil Rose writes how apparently Willem Dafoe’s penis in Antichrist was so big it “confused” screening audiences, “requiring” the director to reshoot the scene with a less-endowed stunt double (source: “The bizarre story of how Willem Dafoe…” 2020). This tracks with the penis itself as a cryptonym of sorts—i.e., something to hide, but also that which constant discussions about hides various embarrassing truths: an endless source of guilt, shame and jokes, with many men feeling inadequate through their penises by failing to “measure up” to the monolithic standard (the quiet part remains unsaid for most men, who are socially conditioned to not talk about their feelings).

Nevertheless, the use of either organ can allow for incredibly morphologically diverse hauntologies, which we’ll examine, along with revolutionary cryptonymy (disguises go both ways) in the “Transgender Persons, Intersexuality and Drag” subsection of Chapter 3. Think the “Trojan Bunny” from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, except Gothic, busty and Communist—a furry alter-ego: “No Commie war vaginas, here. Just us ‘bunnies.'” Whereas we explored in Volume Two how many stigma animals are reviled for being physically dangerous by state proponents (whose own veneer of strength is actually a veil for their cowardice and paranoia), prey animals are stigmatized, thus bullied for being weak and feminine; but if Jordan Peele’s exploration of prey animal violence in his race- and class-conscious works is any indication, the prey animal as something to assign to historically targeted groups can be used to express their traumas (e.g., Art Spiegelman’s Maus, 1986), subsequently striking fear into the hearts of their would-be hunters. This can happen while concealing the strength of the person wearing the disguise; i.e., as a kind of code that advertises what they’re really about for fellow conspirators: an uncanny cross between the wolf and the rabbit, but also something to underestimate for not being pure and authentic, mistaken for a servant in ways those with low emotional intelligence cannot fathom or know how to handle (animalized qualities can also be assigned to Amazons and other playful forms of revolutionary cryptonomy by which to convert hypervigilance and a sense of always being hunted to actually having a good deal of fun, which we’ll examine in Chapter Five).

(exhibit 65: Model and artist: Keighla and Persephone van der Waard. Keighla markets herself as an educated stay-at-home cutie with self-marketed “mom bod.” It’s literally part of her marketing technique. I drew this for them as something we negotiated together.) 

The paradox—of a sex-positive Communist making money by drawing erotic art/porn—is not lost on me. However, I also understand that we, as individuals, become invisible in the absence of material conditions. I also know that minds are changed through language as already-coded and defended by those in power. Whereas power aggregates to defend material interests for the elite, Marxists-within-Capitalism specifically generate wealth as a means to critique formal power by disguising as proponents of it (“When in Rome…”): to recode the Superstructure, altering the Base in ways that give workers the means to liberate themselves… while also making it fun? If the Count can declare, “Counting is fun!” so can I with hauntology and cryptonymy. Hauntology and cryptonymy—specifically emancipatory/revolutionary variants—are fun. Universally ethical people love nostalgia, monsters and sex; they also love being tied up, “abused,” and made to wear furry costumes provided it’s mutually consensual (or at the very least fighting for mutual consent as a basic human right).

Emancipation through these devices includes selling body positivity to express mutual consent. However, it also involves engagement with body negativity by granting viewers special perspective. The iconoclast explains cultural bias to the audience before directing them at historical markers of persecution. This demonstrates the viewpoint not only as harmful, but one that many in the audience already have.

This second function is our aforementioned black mirror. Sex positivity uses reverse-abject self-reflection to undermine the Patriarchy as an ideological structure, treating iconoclasm as the process of abjection in reverse. The aim is to advertise bodies outside the established norm: piercings, tattoos, skin color, hair color, hair length, body hair, muscle, alternate body types, and various other attributes that pointedly cause gender trouble—not to sow discord for the sake of it, but to break the spell of sexist Enlightenment thinking by critically engaging with Modernity through proletarian praxis, including gender parody. To do this deliberately is to foster a movement beyond Modernity (the Enlightenment) and its harmful ideologies, carceral hauntology included: Gothic Communism. Carceral hauntology includes sanctioned violence, formal power defending itself through hostile reactionaries whose tiny imaginations expand hatefully in mortal fear of progressive, emancipatory change (the latter often framed as “naïve” or “envious” by men like Nietzsche and his Apollonian/Dionysian dichotomy—the psychomachy of gendered reason-versus-chaos. As far as I’m concerned, Nietzsche kind of sucks).

We’ve discussed how informed consumption is sex-positive because it highlights canonical abjection as carceral towards the public imagination. Let’s further examine descriptive sexuality and reverse abjection as a means of confronting these problems, targeting the hidden atrocities cryptically enshrined in Gothic canon (re: the ghost of the counterfeit during the dialectic of the alien).

Onto “Reversing Abjection: Describing Sexuality vs Prescribing Sexual Modesty“!


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] If hating on the monarchy seems quaint, remember that monarchy worship is alive and well (Hasan’s “Everything Wrong With The Queen EXPLAINED,” 2022). The lasting legacy of the monarchy needs to be challenged, but also neoliberalism as an extension of power worship through the bourgeoisie.

[2] These lies include repositioning wealth behind the scenes and fudging the numbers to the British public (“What We Get Wrong About Neoliberalism,” timestamp: 10:49); as well as abusing state power through a militarized police force to achieve pacification through class warfare (John the Duncan’s “Neoliberalism: Class War and Pacification,” 2021) then disguising all of this. Fear, dogma and lies, the historio-material outcome hauntologically outlined by New Order and Monty Python, but even more aggressively by Derek Jarman’s artistic panache/queer splendor in The Last of England (1987).

[3] For a fascinating read, consider Peter Hook’s The Haçienda: How Not to Run a Club (2009).

[4] This idiosyncrasy extends to the artist drawing the model, who, by drawing them in descriptively sexual/appreciative ways, communicates their own preference in kinks, fetishes and BDSM practices. This includes mutual consent as being a turn-on (versus a lack of consent, which for sex-coercive proponents, is a turn-on: sexual abuse isn’t about mutually consensual sex and pleasure; it’s about power and control being entirely in the hands of the abuser).

[5] For me, guilty pleasures include camp, shlock, and trash that fail on purpose, but also less conscious forms of either. As I write in (“My Least Favorite Horror Movies?” (2020):

…what are my least favorite horror movies and why? To answer this question, I’ll have to talk about movies more generally. Unfortunately, if you asked me which movies these were by name, I wouldn’t be able to tell you what they were. This is because, in my experience, even the so-called “worst movies of all time” generally have something to offer. Case in point, I grew up watching Plan Nine from Outer Space (1959). That movie is instantly special for having been such a horrible failure for all the right reasons. Yes, it’s awful; but as Susan Sontag might put it, it fails in a way as to be enjoyed for the attempt, and for how seriously it was embarked upon (source).

However, guilty pleasures mean something completely different in regards to purity culture, which we’ll explore more fully in Chapter Two.

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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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.

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  • -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. “Toxic Schlock Syndrome; or, an Early Stab at Cryptonymy: the Fur(r)tive Rebellion of Amazons, Body Hair and Whistleblowers in Duality (feat. Mercedes the Muse, Mugiwara, Mercy from Overwatch, and Autumn Ivy)”: Our holistic examination of the above ideas; i.e., combining them cryptonymically through body hair and whistleblower counterculture/schlock media (re: Mercedes)—but also Amazons per the theme of toxic sugar (re: Autumn Ivy) and GNC bodies (re: Mugiwara)—to conceptualize development: as an active, playful means of critical engagement/thought and poetic expression conducive to developing Gothic Communism in praxial opposition. Length: ~61 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.

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?

(source)

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).

Book Sample: A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in War 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.

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, part two: A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in War Culture (feat. Robert Heinlein and Akira Kurosawa)

“Before us lies the endless city, black in the black of night, cowering as if to creep back into the earth. And we’re afraid.” 

—from the diary of a young woman in Berlin; April 1945, during the Battle for Berlin (source: Robert Gerwarth’s “Daily Life before the Downfall,” 2010)

“I turned back and saw the blaze well under way. And that is when I noticed movement around the keep. I thought I knew what fear was, or that I had known fear. I was wrong. This night I have experienced true fear[1]. The army of the Dark is upon us and it has no end. They march toward us, shoulder to shoulder, for as far as the eye can see. The very earth must be crying out at the damnable weight of them” (source).

from the Narrator’s journalMyth II: Soulblighter (1998)

Note: My work is half-real, insofar as it compares media to real life and vice versa; e.g., the Myth franchise with the Battle for Berlin. If you want to see more of that comparison, specifically, refer to the Undead Module’s “A Lesson in Humility” for a close-read of Bungie’s franchise vis-à-vis world history. —Perse, 4/4/2025

Picking up where “The Basics of Oppositional Synthesis” left off…

In my thesis volume, we explored the sacred framing of rape and war. The two generally go hand-in-hand, synonymizing sex with violence and sexualizing workers through canon to feed the profit motive (through the bourgeois trifectas and state monopolies). Keeping the basics in mind, this section of the roadmap considers how war culture can be interrogated and synthesized in our own creative responses to canonical forms; i.e., how to recognize said canon and express our trauma in relation to it using instructional gossip, monsters and camp, using them to achieve good de facto education, then habits—back and forth when warring with state forms harvesting nature as monstrous-feminine food. This section will consider the Cartesian arrangement in relation to us-versus-them power structures: Robert Heinlein’s Starship Troopers and Akira Kurosawa’s hauntological Western, but also the kinds of legendary genderqueer expression (exhibit 27a1) and body types (exhibit 28) that regularly appear during these stories.

War is a both a profoundly basic and incredibly complex thing; i.e., that generally abstracts to shorthand forms to relay a human element amid the titanic complications. Canonical war touches us, marking us in Gothic ways that we can instruct in future forms during class/culture war—to learn from past mistakes and present abusers. To serve the profit motive, then, the state’s war against workers trumpets empty virtue with false doubles, protectors, fathers and heroes; begets manufactured scarcity, consent and conflict that endear the state to us in different, alienating ways. Endless cycles of neoliberal deception and bloodshed decay into more unstable, hauntological gradients—a fascist regression towards frontier Romance. As earlier American genocides and Manifest Destiny are dressed up in medieval, displaced language and occult obscurantism in current-day frontier wars, Capitalism manufactures war at home. In doing so, it turns workers against workers, brothers against brothers, cis-ters against sisters (that was a TERF pun) who cannot unite against the elite. Instead, the bourgeois Superstructure systematically sows worker division. The complex, transgenerational curse of a ceaseless “cold” war slowly paints the nation-state’s altars blood-red. Glutting the vampiric maw of the elite as something to celebrate, workers become violent and stupid; they horrifyingly eat their friends, but also their own children and each other. This becomes the historical-material lesson repeating ad nauseam.

(exhibit 25: Left: Photos from Blood Father, 2016; right, artist: Francisco Goya. Goya was staunchly antiwar, painting the 82-painting series, The Disasters of War [1812-1820]. While these largely speak for themselves, his 14 “Black Paintings” made later in his life were even more grotesque, with “Saturn Devouring His Son” [or as I call it, “Boomer Noms Zoomer”] perhaps being Goya’s most famous and shocking work.)

This abject, paternal cycle of death can be resisted, but also transformed through fresh instruction. For example, in Blood Father (above), an old con called Link is on the run, protecting his estranged daughter, Lydia, from a larger web of criminals. He’s sober but streetwise; this ain’t his first rodeo. Perplexed by the perils of parenthood and attacked by cartel assassins (themselves “lost children” of America’s manufactured conflict, the War on Drugs), Link smuggles Lydia to a den of thieves run by an aging man he used to serve: Preacher. Preacher is fascist, a false father who “eats” his offspring like Goya’s Saturn. So, despite owing Link for his “muscle” during the old days (and his silence in the slammer), Preacher postpones repayment indefinitely. Instead, he makes Link stick around long enough to stab him in the back (no honor among thieves).

Until that moment, Preacher leers at Lydia, who—unbeknownst to him—has already shot someone herself: “You’ve felt the bite of the mosquito, haven’t you? It leaves an enzyme inside you that other mosquitoes can sense—see in the dark,” Preacher smoothly jeers. “Run from it forever—forever!—and they’ll find their way back to you.” The predator spots the prey’s trauma within the space of courtship and speaks to it to lure them into its clutches: “I am like you; I can keep you safe.”

Preacher thinks he has Link and Lydia “on the hip,” boasting arrogantly once he sees how vulnerable they are. To this, Preacher is utterly perfidious—a false preacher/educator who thinks he knows the score, remarking smugly how bona fide rebellions are repackaged and sold as recuperated, toothless things to white girls like Lydia. She’s supposedly the “easy” mark and he the old con, but he’s also so broke he can’t afford to pay her father, Link, for keeping quiet. Forget “no honor among thieves,” Capitalism turns workers into dishonorable, broke thieves, orphans, rapists and killers-for-hire—a “prison sex” mindset of warrior/rape culture and every-man-for-himself skullduggery that gauges “success” as quick, petty theft; i.e., sublimating systemic worker oppression and widespread exploitation with “making someone your bitch” as a kind of personal responsibility dynamic that colonizes the world under more stable, ostensibly less decayed neoliberal models (the crisis remains, however).

On any register of the system, crime doesn’t pay for anyone but the elite. Link, for instance, has a tattoo on his arm that reads “lost soul.” He’s living proof the undead currently walk the earth—callously used up by Capitalism and discarded, then repackaged and reused in zombified forms whenever people demand to know where the zombies come from (they usually don’t). Oppositional praxis under Capitalism begets doubles through the menticidal language of war and rape (sexual assault and power abuse), which we’ve yet to examine thoroughly in my exhibit style. We shall do so now in two back-to-back sections, while synthesizing rape and war as a social-sexual process that involves emotional/Gothic intelligence of varying degrees (then examine them later in the Humanities primer as things to materially fashion out of the Gothic past, followed by Volume Three’s at-length discussion of proletarian praxis along five key points).

We’ll discuss systemic/canonical rape in the next section. First, war/nation pastiche and canon. According to the Six Rs, Gothic Communism is generally concerned with trauma and emotions as things to reconnect with, especially alienized or alienizing emotions (a symptom of division under Capitalism through Cartesian dualism) as things to reclaim, rediscover, renegotiate, reeducate, replay with and reproduce/release from the state. Meanwhile, canon’s warrior or scientist men of reason deal with trauma and stress by automatically distancing themselves from it; by doing so, they shut down anything outside of the state’s interests, uncreatively responding to these factors with state-sanctioned, “problem-solving” violence, not genuine attempts at dialog and understanding: shoot it[2] or bomb it. It becomes its own means of bad education, one with social-sexual consequences that reliably lead to open, unironic war and rape. Such means of instruction do not prevent state terror, violence and morphological expression; they compound them through the liminal hauntology of war—the castle, but also its battlegrounds inside and outside of itself.

Over time, this “war pastiche” and canonical rhetoric escalates, compounds and procreates through individualized “great men of history” and their deadly game of “follow the leader” made in service of Capitalism’s infinite growth, worker/owner division, and efficient profit. Historically-materially this happens through frontier genocide under Imperialism (the highest form of Capitalism); i.e., settler colonialism. Imperialism eventually colonizes itself, starting with those who resist on the fringes of empire before working inward: disgruntled workers and slaves. Violence begets violence as workers fight amongst themselves, slowly escalating until the scales tip and settler-colonial Imperialism is brought home to an empire not just in crisis, but decay. This, in turn, demands an eternal enemy, and the conflict never stops; it only waxes and wanes, menticiding worker minds through waves of terror according to the bourgeois trifectas (which leads to reactionary behaviors from state defenders when de facto educators try to facilitate good social-sexual habits; i.e., by synthesizing praxis to achieve systemic catharsis through sex-positive expression and Gothic poetics).

For instance, the asthmatic auteur of the so-called “Competent Man” trope (source: TV Tropes), Robert Heinlein, argued fervently for nuclear war against the Communists. For one, he created the Patrick Henry League, drumming up support for the U.S. nuclear testing program[3] in 1958. By extension, he wrote Starship Troopers in 1959 (and many books after that). A badly disguised ethics polemic against anti-nuke protestors, nuclear war (and a veteran-ruled planet; Knowing Better, 2022) is precisely what Heinlein argues for as something the United States was actively trying to accomplish in its own, post-WW2 foreign policy against China and Korea. As Carl Posey writes in “How the Korean War Almost Went Nuclear” (2015): “There was a second Korean war, one that has been studied and discussed even less than the first, which some have called ‘the forgotten war.’ The second one was nuclear. It consisted of a series of threats, feints, and practice runs, and it very nearly made it to the Korean battlefield” (source).

Few things captivate the American public’s imagination as thoroughly as science fiction, especially weaponized science fiction involving great men modeled after real persons; e.g., Oppenheimer’s “sadness” following the completion of the Manhattan Project, which Christopher Nolan’s Pygmalion revisionism capitalized on, only to be rightly rejected and criticized by non-white Americans like Clara Iwasaki:

Oppenheimer built the bomb that killed my great-grandmother while her grandsons were drafted into the US army and the govt imprisoned her kids. If you’re into moody great man biopics, I guess that’s cool, but I personally really don’t care how he felt while he was doing it (source tweet: Clara Iwasaki, 2023).

It’s the ultimate wave of terror, still sung about decades following the “pointless” droppings of the Bomb on Nagasaki and Hiroshima (Shaun, 2021):

Soon to fill our lungs
The hot winds of death
The gods are laughing
So take your last breath (Metallica’s “Fight Fire with Fire,” 1984).

To that, few things are as overtly Promethean as nuclear war—conveniently spreading fear of the nation-state and its “fire of the gods” power as inherently capitalistic. Those who serve the state, then, ultimately endorse this treatment thereof and its seminal tragedies. This can be soldiers or scientists, but there is always a militant component through the scientific side; i.e., Cartesian dualism dominating nature, even in outer space (re: astronoetics).

For example, the great man of history exemplify through “competent men” as something to ape by regressive Amazons. As I write in “Military Optimism”:

I once called Ripley the Invincible Heroine. A better way to phrase it might be the Competent Woman. The idea stems from Robert Heinlein’s Competent Man, which Walter Hill transferred to Dan O’Bannon’s unused Alien script. Like Heinlein, Hill was influenced by the Competent Man trope, saying his own father and grandfather were “smart, physical men who worked with their heads and their hands” and had “great mechanical ability” (source). However, while Alien famously transformed the Competent Man into a woman, this wasn’t Hill’s idea. Ripley was originally written to be a man, and only became female when the president of Fox suggested a gender swap. Scott loved the idea, having grown up with a strong, capable mother. Out of this complicated mess of competing ideas, Ripley was born.

Before we continue, it’s important to note that Ripley was born into a man’s world. Just as Dernhelm threatened the status quo—of war being “the province of man“—so did Ripley challenge the Competent Man is as essentially male. Though not exactly warlike, her burgeoning masculinity was inherently transgressive. To compensate, Ripley was stripped almost naked to demonstrate her feminine vulnerability. It took another seven years for her to evolve into something more militarized, lest she be seen as a threat like the Amazons of yore. The capable, heroic individual stems from overcompensation. Though not unique to Hill or Heinlein, the Competent Man came from their sickly health. Hill was an asthmatic youth; Heinlein, likewise, was a navyman who fell ill[4] and later curiously romanticized the infantry through fantastical, arguably fascist stories (see: Brows Held High). Leave it to the infantry to idealize the stupendous feats single human soldiers can accomplish, and that’s precisely what Heinlein did (with Hill’s Alien draft arguably being the suggestion, if not outright endorsement, of a civilian equivalent).

“Specialization is for insects,” Heinlein famously wrote, and his characters weren’t always military. But they could do anything asked of them because they were competent. Competency isn’t just a mindset, or a character’s natural ability. More often than not, Heinlein’s heroes had access to better equipment—weapons, to be sure, but also the power suit, which served as an extension of their organic bodies (which, in turn, were a hive-like extension of the state) [source].

The thesis volume has already established quite thoroughly that military optimism goes hand-in-hand with the Promethean Quest of Aliens and its spiritual successors’ monomythic approach to Cartesian dualism; i.e., Cameron’s refrain, the Metroidvania. Likewise, the bugs from Starship Troopers were people that the bourgeoisie wanted dead and got workers to kill through state-corporate propaganda on and offscreen. Bombs are only one component and tend to be expensive; there’s also bullets and bayonets, and worker labor thereof; e.g., the entire FPS genre (which my 2021 “Vintage and Retro” interview series has researched alongside my work investigating Metroidvania and FPS as interconnected genres; re: “Mazes and Labyrinths”) being thoroughly inspired by Aliens, by Vietnam, by Starship Troopers, by Descartes and Francis Bacon, et al. Whichever is implemented, Capitalism is a man’s world, is Promethean. Even moderates who act like they aren’t fascists still admonish revolutionary praxis, their normalizing of fascism leading to its regeneration when Capitalism enters decay, mid-crisis (which it does by design—something to remember in Volume Three when we examine canonical praxis as something to challenge in relation to neoliberals, fascists and war/nation pastiche). Part of camping canon during ludo-Gothic BDSM is subverting what canon plays at, including war and rape (sex and force) policing nature as alien vermin whore to exterminate.

Through Cartesian thought, male/masculinized workers are distanced from nature as conquered by them in defense of Civilization as inherently capitalistic. It becomes bad education, which workers must challenge in their own extracurricular forms—generally by interrogating state trauma as something to negotiate and play with, on and offstage. This is an ongoing affair that needs to be upheld constantly lest things regress back towards fascism, neoliberalism and state abuse through Capitalist Realism. To that, Paul Verhoeven might have filmed Starship Troopers to parody Heinlein’s American fascism in book form, but Americans still celebrated the movie without irony—i.e., as a blindly campy mode of expression articulating global American hegemony in imaginary worlds created after the Cold War ended; their myopic, harmful interpretations of the film gave it (and its various offshoots) an ongoing stupidity in the 20th and 21st centuries that further endorse American settler-colonialism at all registers. Anything else is unthinkable, tantamount to treason and cataclysm (re: Fisher’s adage) thus deserving of genocide.

Our education vs the state’s must be considered in ways that take the latter’s enforced divisions into consideration; i.e., when camping them during ludo-Gothic BDSM. Excluding TERFs (queen bees who “dick-measure” with their female bodies to emulate male management/executives), female/monstrous-feminine workers tend to be more in touch with nature as something to co-exist with, whether they want to or not; i.e., the natural-material order of physical nature and the material world operating in unison, not discord. This ontological teamwork includes traditional motherhood roles, but also “motherly” roles tied to things that men normally abject or otherwise distance themselves from: female bodily functions, but also intimations of death or conflict as something the living must survive and deal with in their own communities; i.e., when it happens to one’s spouses, children, family and friends.

When war happens, people die. This can be the war of bullets and blades, but also class and culture war relayed in theatrical forms on and offstage. Here, stable “telephone games” communicate trauma and abuse as protective countermeasures, insofar as either are conveyed in ways that help women (or beings forced to identify as women) process trauma from moment to waking moment. Doing so becomes a pedagogy of the oppressed that can formulate good social-sexual habits, but instruction remains a rather messy affair tangled with reactionary logic and state forces.

To that, there remains a pre-conditioned element to formulaic expressions of peace and love in wartime that is foisted onto women as the caretakers of men; e.g., the gift of flowers or one’s condolences to war widows. These can certainly be transmuted into emotionally/Gothically intelligent rituals that deescalate conflict and critique the state through class/cultural awareness and cathartic exchange. However, war is ultimately a liminal proposition, an oscillating metaphor for social-sexual exchanges at various registers. The historical-material effects of canonical war and poor emotional intelligence can be seen in domesticated spheres through the rituals of codified power exchange and hereditary rites that endlessly transpire there in performatively Gothic ways (echoes of Bakhtin).

For example, my late Uncle Dave was cuckolded from beyond the grave by his “grieving” widow, Erica. First, she had been cheating on him while he was alive while not participating in their relationship and trashing the place before and after Dave died. Then she passed the mess off to Dave’s bereaved daughter, Kelsey (exhibit 26, next page). When this happened, us girls had to spread the message: Kaitlyn, Erica’s daughter, found out through Erica’s sister, who told her, who told Kelsey, who told Mom, who told me. The boys (my brothers) were the last to know and generally had no idea; they were off working and providing as men under Capitalism generally do. We women, queers and monsters are the pallbearers of Capitalism’s ignominious dead; we fight those unglamorous battles, including decolonizing its artistic power when we become actively involved in oppositional praxis as melded unromantically with our daily lives. It became a telephone game, which isn’t wholly unlike ludo-Gothic BDSM and its own bad echoes camping the canon (re: “A Song Written in Decay“).

Seemingly unromantic, we transform it all the same into oft-romanticized forms of de facto education. After Dave had died, I wrote his eulogy and immortalized him the way Mom thought he would have wanted: I drew him as a warrior king like Conan the Barbarian (exhibit 26). Much to my chagrin, I had also drawn Erica with him, the two of them side-by-side in Dave’s “Valhalla” as I envisioned it. It became its own form of instruction on how and how not to act:

(exhibit 26: Left: My cousin Kelsey’s conversation [shared with her permission—better to ask for permission than forgiveness, as doing so illustrates mutual consent between negotiating parties] where she, ever the firebrand, completely rips a defender of her father’s abuser a new asshole.

Right: the drawing I did of my late uncle and his now-exposed wife. Dave? Rest in glory and in peace, king. Erica? Have you no decency, my dude? My exposé of you—in this book’s examination of my former artwork that featured you—isn’t a call to violence at all, but an active attempt to reveal and discourage destructive societal behaviors; i.e., bad communication that foments stochastic violence under Patriarchal Capitalism: You lied a lot, swanning theatrically for those around you. What might you be willing to do under more war-torn circumstances?

Art, once created, must be examined, especially when damning information comes to light. The aim is not to endorse war and conflict, but to use the language of war as something to speak to men in language they can understand that, all the same, hammers swords into ploughshares. I have no wish to quote Hamlet unironically—”frailty, thy name is woman!” or “from Hyperion to a satyr!”—nor to hold up Man as the “paragon of animals,” relinquishing my voice like doomed MacDuff from Macbeth: “I have no words, my voice is in my sword.” Rather, to quote Eowyn, I will declare “I am not a man!”; I am a trans woman whose experience as a man has placed me in a liminal position—one foot in both worlds, teaching me the language of men in ways I can transmute, killing the old ways forever [versus endorsing them, like Samus Aran does, for example].)

I want you to consider the educational role of such exhibits; i.e., as things we produce (and teach with) all the time in our own lives. You don’t have to be made into a teacher by the state to impart lessons through artwork; we’re a social species and the process is generally something that comes quite naturally to us (especially insofar as processing trauma is concerned). Apart from traditionally domestic, social-sexual roles like marriage and sanctioned sex, a female/feminine connection with nature traditionally involves mental and physical responses to trauma (madness) whose educational potential facilitates praxial synthesis and catharsis during ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., sex-positive forms help keep workers alive in response to manmade trauma (war) on various registers they seek liberation from. In Gothic fiction, this commonly manifests through the presence of monsters that intimate systemic abuse, but also bigotries, stigmas and complex psychosexual feelings of fear-fascination (the ghost of the counterfeit/process of abjection). The xenomorph, for example, is a manmade weapon, a creature of war from Ridley Scott’s point-of-view that Ripley must survive, but also learn from in regards to larger structural problems both are swept up in (and indeed, are the products of in relation to each other).

The instructional element to this kind of storytelling yields popular archetypes. The thesis volume, for example, established the at-times problematic role of the domestic detective (which we’ll explore even more during the Humanities primer alongside damsels and demons); i.e., that they constitute a common kind of Gothic heroine already suffering from intimations of something hunting them in everyday life, and whose inherited trauma—as something to grapple with in the present—feels intensely operatic and psychosexual out of a conservatively imaginary past. Per Radcliffe, the nostalgic feelings of prey invoke being hunted by the horrors of the past, which Capitalism gatekeeps, gaslights and girl-bosses the viewer with by proxy. Through displacement as hauntological, faraway or otherwise made-up, fatal nostalgia explains the unheimlich (the unfriendly castle and its monsters doubling the audience’s homes, families and friends) away through so-called “bad dreams” whose comparisons to the present cannot be avoided but can be discredited: “There’s no place like home.” In true Radcliffean fashion, the monster is summoned and then killed, itself a nightmare whose anxieties—felt within the Imperial Core about settler-colonial abuse on foreign and domestic territories—disappear along with it.

Some female detectives track down the truth, armed with their wits; others perform a “burlier” Amazonian function, tracking the past down with both brains and brawn (“Predators as Amazons“). The latter work directly as general-purpose hunters, often as retro-future variants; e.g., “Space Amazons” like Ellen Ripley or Samus Aran, whose official variants oscillate between iconoclastic/canonical praxis: “female revenge” and ambiguous “female rage-gargoyles”—the Archaic Mother and phallic woman, but also the bourgeois, warrior girl boss and proletarian warrior mom (exhibit 8b2).

In other words, not all detectives are cops, but it’s a fine line and replete with fetishes and clichés (one the Demon Module will explore; re: “Exploring the Derelict Past“). Amazons in general are commonly sexualized in animal language, but tied in theatrical forms of strength that yield many double standards. As a means of common discourse that has only expanded in recent times, these are all things to interrogate and negotiate with when fighting for our basic human rights. They become a mouthpiece for us, but also a means of self-definition and self-identity mid-struggle while battling our own trauma, but also sources of trauma through theatre as policed; deviations from theatre are required through future instruction, but said instruction is generally liminal unto itself:

(exhibit 27a1: Artist, top-far-left, top-mid-left: Claire Max; top-mid-right: Mr-Deathcat; top-far-right: Sk8ter; bottom-far-left: Denis M79; bottom-mid-left and bottom-mid-right: Deuza-art; bottom-center: Hiddend8; bottom-far-right: e.streetcar; bottom-mid-left [face]: Amber Harris Art.

The expression, “woman,” is a complicated thing and its performative nuance knows no bounds, during ludo-Gothic BDSM. Likewise, “woman is other” becomes a theory routinely challenged by updates to acceptable forms of equality and representation that extend to nature as monstrous-feminine and the whore’s revenge; i.e., campy forms of woman [not female] through Gothic poetics whose revolutionary girl talk [anger and gossip] challenges Beauvoir’s [and for that matter, Creed’s] notion of the monstrous-feminine: in ways that lead to better and better instruction when interrogating trauma and attaining catharsis, mid-struggle. Amazonomachia isn’t just battling monsters, then, but making them to do battle with; i.e., to combat and embody externally during campy theatre that speaks to how one feels inside: monstrous vis-à-vis state instruction. Canonical tutelage becomes something to subvert and ultimately overcome through various monster types that prevent harm through subversive gossip; e.g., ironic versions of orcs and Amazons’ racialized tropes/”the fear of a dark continent” alongside gender-non-conforming persons’ genuine identities and orientations relayed through their biology and performance as deftly weaponized against state forces. Our existence, through struggle, becomes ironic in ways that can be appreciated and endorsed during oppositional praxis: “woman” not simply as “monster” but “counterterrorist monster” inciting pro-worker rebellions against the state [and its monstrous proponents] harming us.)

Whatever form it takes, this intersectional, “female” relationship to war messily extends across the entire Gothic mode, its myriad markers of complex trauma (monsters) haunting liminal expression during oppositional praxis. Said praxis affects not just cis-het women, but beings either perceived as female/feminine/womanly or who embrace or reject these categories regardless of their biological equipment: trans, non-binary or intersex people, but also people of color and other functional “chattel” on a hierarchy of privileged abuse towards “good” workers; i.e., coerced forms of preferential mistreatment/selective punishment towards, and from, a divided working class. While these different marginalized groups experience something naturally assigned to them (skin color or biological sex) that forces them to handle manmade catastrophes more creatively than state benefactors do, their counterterrorism remains historically ignored, dismissed or talked down to by tone-policing moderates both inside and outside oppressed circles; i.e., those monopolizing violence, terror and bodily expression for the state, exploiting these devices in ways that marginalized workers must live with from moment to moment. To compensate, the pedagogy of the oppressed must highlight this unfair gradient of abuse, bringing its painful realities closer to home for those reaping the rewards of genocide every day. Our gossip, monsters and camp must collectively and intersectionally raise intelligence and awareness about war through daily social-sexual lessons that are deeply intimate and personal in ways the state (and its own curriculum) commonly prohibit.

Indeed, the reasons I wrote Sex Positivity are largely personal—for me, as a Gothic-Communist trans woman, artist, and sex worker—to think about these social-sexual themes in relation to my own sex-positive output, Humanities education, family ties and lived trauma; i.e., as things to attribute towards praxial synthesis and catharsis during class and culture war as a combative dialog. My creation of iconoclastic trauma writing and artwork contribute towards a rebellious, Satanic process of thought that actively engages with pre-established social constructs emblematic of war as a whole—not just as material things in isolation, but whose praxial function can be redesigned: to make something new not just by imagining it, but reimagining it as it currently exists. This includes whoever is doing it—within their own lives as workers with domestic ties to art, vice versa, or either as informed continuously by the other.

To this, I can reimagine war—not as sacred, but surprisingly malleable in terms of something to convey through iconoclastic art as informed by past examples, including from other places around the world as informed by an ongoing exchange of media; e.g., Akira Kurosawa’s stamp on the Western genre and pushing back against Orientalist tropes by waging war onscreen in ways that can be honed and cultivated further and further in a proletarian direction by artists like myself (and people that I work with):

(exhibit 27a2a: Top-right and top-and-bottom-left: photos of Akira Kurosawa’s seminal classic, Seven Samurai [1954]—the titular boys themselves and director “leading the charge” into a brave new world; artist, bottom-right: Persephone van der Waard. The American Western [a cryptonym for genocide] inspired Japanese shonen as intensely hyperbolic, romanticized and [eco]fascist [exhibits 17a, 24a, and 104b1/b2]. In turn, Japanese hauntology inspired American media during global conversations that supported or resisted the original, genocidal foundation. My response to Kurosawa operates on a creative, imaginary level [though not always consciously] through my own iconoclastic work; e.g., my take on Baiken, the “samurai warrior mommy,” in a sex-positive manner through liminal expression during opposition praxis flirting with ludo-Gothic BDSM [as this entire volume has done, considering the term wasn’t crystallized and in full production until Volume Two]. She’s sexy and strong in ways that uphold and carry a rebellious sex positivity into the future.)

Reimagining war isn’t hard; it simply requires transforming already-imagined symbols in a linguo-material sense—i.e., to achieve class/cultural consciousness through monstrous poetics being a kind “stabilizing gossip,” a universal “girl-talk” that individuals master, codify and re-release into society and the material world where war is already a popular dialog (allowing for the theatrical interrogation of trauma and disempowerment, of tension and release). Girls talk, especially revolutionaries looking out for each other when threatened by the normalization of physical and sexual violence. We gotta, because there’s so much to teach and so many dangerous, badly educated people out there (especially cis-het men, let’s be frank). Spilling tea isn’t exclusive to or indicative of emotionally fickle, catty bitches (whose over-advertisement by state proponents tone-police and discredit worker legitimacy and concerns); it’s a defense mechanism in response to Capitalism’s own manufactured stupidity and risk-raising/abuse-encouragement mechanisms. To loosely borrow from Akira Kurosawa, Capitalism “made the workers wicked, stupid, foxy beasts! Its ‘samurai’ took workers’ food, land and bodies, and killed them if they tried to resist!” The samurai were a class, and Kurosawa evoked that to hauntologically touch on 1954 class struggles through a complex marriage of Eastern theatre, Japanese chanbara (“sword”) movies and Western cinema.

The subsequent “nuptial’s” class character reshaped how people saw and conceived the Western’s violent, personified interrogation of material conditions (and mercenary wealth redistribution through cutthroat arbitration of local disputes: chivalric reimbursement through class mobility during immobile time periods) in cinematic terms worldwide—one felt through a stream of “Western pastiche” whose dueling swordsmen (the samurai, ronin and ninja from the likes of Ninja Scroll or Blue Eye Samurai, 2023, echoing white and black knights, but also Amazons) and gunfighters (also white/black and Amazonian) as part of ancient military theatre (again kayfabe), but also legendarily strong-and-silent, long-lost heroes hailing from otherworldly times and places: the mixed-worlds quality of Achilles dipped in Styx, being from the world of the living and the land of the dead. Bringing wonderful weapons, but especially bullets and blades—e.g., Excalibur pulled from the depths of the Lady of the Lake, cutting magically through steel—to bear against tremendous, equally eternal adversaries (and hordes of disposable fodder to shoot, cut down or beat up) also divorced from the modern world, both are announced by heavy weather and fierce storms: monstrous assassins, demons, and dire revenge, but also beautiful damsels rescued by warriors, both doubling as detectives during violent displays of courtship—less through gaudy material parades and more through wanton, psychosexual displays of excessive medieval force. Out of that messy frontier justice and its various stages/theatres’ antiquated means of overcoming adversity through vehicular wish fulfilment (and Gothic sense of confused, conflicting emotions), new possible worlds can emerge—the settler colony upheld “as is” or transformed into something new. Something better.

In the spirit of the Gothic, these all combine and shift to produce a complicated, of-two-worlds[5] hauntology spanning decades, genres and continents (and bleeding easily into other mediums; e.g., videogames): the mercenary Magnificent Seven (1960) to The Wild Bunch’s (1969) ultraviolent, deromanticized class character of anti-government cons robbing banks and fighting the crooked, unscrupulous railroad; i.e., activist sentient in a crudely bloodthirsty, “man’s man” narrative whose cutthroat, rebellious nature would reach all the way through the dystopian ’80s cityscape of John Carpenter (Escape from New York, 1981) and Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner to the out-and-out Space Western of the late ’70s onwards: Star Wars, Rogue One (2016) and Andor, but also Shinichiro Watanabe’s Cowboy Bebop (the space Western/space cowboy); but also the “postapocalyptic, Ozzy Western” of Fury Road and George Miller’s own stabs at “perceptive” pastiche through the Western as a thoroughly liminal territory caught between The Wild Bunch and John Ford’s Stage Coach (1939) but also Sergio Leone’s trademark frontier nihilism (and silent nameless heroes) of the “spaghetti Western” (Zeuhl, a person with Communist leanings if not outright conviction, loves spaghetti Westerns—especially Leone’s “The Man with No Name” trilogy).

(exhibit 27a2b: While Watanabe’s, Peckinpah’s, Kurosawa’s, and Lucas’ antiheroes [not Leone’s, so much] are all great warriors that—unlike the evil empire—eventually choose to forget about settling old scores/getting even or rich and instead lay down their lives for a bigger cause, Peckinpah is stuck in a very male-centric drama that “wasn’t quite there, yet.” For him and his war boys, the male drama concerns the finding of emotional intimacy amid the stoic soldiering towards inevitable death, even if said bonding is the rowdy male sort: machismo, bravado, rape jokes and locker room talk, etc.

As we already examined with Ninja Scroll‘s Jubei, hauntology is a common mode of rebellious expression in retro-future language. As such, the likes of samurai, bounty hunters, bandits, and scoundrels share a common thread among the troupes of rag-tag rebels performing them: the necessity of struggle. Desperation forces disparate, hungry peoples to bond in ways their privilege [or its lack] never could. In turn, their actions contribute towards noble-but-doomed resistance composed of smaller acts of daring and unsung courage: counter heists, espionage, sabotage, masquerades, endured medieval torture and humiliation, saloon brawls, war brides, brothel espionage [kiss and tell], bombings [dynamite], assassinations, betrayals, decoys ruses, criminal conspiracies, vandalism/graffiti, scandals, double-crosses/dry gulching and desperate last stands. All happen during asymmetrical warfare whose guerrilla actions depict one losing battle after another during an inglorious-yet-admirable war against the state; i.e., in the sense that a) there’s no glory [“Again, we have lost!”] and the enemy is someone clearly stronger than them, while also b) presenting the Cause as something that requires more than simple victories and fascist bullshit to prevail—in a word, teamwork. That’s what ludo-Gothic BDSM [and brothel espionage] is all about.

Worker solidarity through reclaimed acts of theatrical force build around the unscrupulous acquisition of funds, insofar as the money is either stolen, or earned in ways the state will do its best to regulate: violence, terror and bodily expression, of course, but also the kinds of work that sexualize in relation to these things commonly depicted in Western tropes. According to tradition, men do battle to protect women, but the Western often gives women the ability to fight as men do.

[artist: Alcololi] 

Teamwork, then, goes well beyond cis-het manly men, and recruits women, GNC performers and racial/religious minorities into the heist, collectively striking at the state’s propaganda through a shared stage. Doing so is more important than traditional propaganda victories because class/culture war requires subversion far more than simply killing large hordes of enemy soldiers; i.e., Boromir’s piles of dead orcs, Crom counting Conan’s dead, or Peckinpah’s metaphor of scorpions and ants [the Wild Bunch vs the Mexican bandits] little more than extermination rhetoric tied to settler colonialism: Cowboys and Indians [which is merely Capitalism in action: grinding up the useful dead as part of the Military Industrial Complex through the rise and fall (re: Hawthorne) of great heroes, great houses, great enemies and barbarian hordes—over and over in medievalized, superhero kayfabe: “see, kill, take; repeat”].)

As something to live under through canonical and iconoclastic depictions alike, Capitalism threatens to explode into war at all times. This yields a variety of feminist clichés: “Us girls gotta stick together.” Girl power. Empowered “womaning.” However, as we’ve already determined, the Gothic is full of clichés and symbols of war prior to the Western. Moreover, these fetishes are actually historical-material clues to deeper systemic issues begot from women’s unpaid and exploited roles in society as hopelessly tied to war mentalities furthered by canon. Capitalism historically-materially turns women (and minorities) into unpaid servants, governesses and conjugal “mothers” who need to marry up. However ignominious, hypergamy becomes a means of survival through denied material advantage. Often, the wives’ husbands are soldiers or paramilitaries who abuse them far more than any faraway foe.

In turn, the state teaches men not to learn from women/”non-men” and their pedagogy of the oppressed. Rather, male workers are expected to “sow their wild oats,” then marry out (exogamy). Marrying up for men is considered an insult, but one nevertheless canonized by the mythical pile of widow’s gold (e.g., The Duchess of Malfi or Portia from The Merchant of Venice): the man swallowing his pride to steal possibly the only exception to women historically owning property in Western canon before the 19th century. Meanwhile, the canonical wars of the bourgeoisie guarantee that many boys grow up stupid and fatherless, feeling deprived of anyone who can actually advise them amid glacial shifts towards the Left in terms of socio-material conditions: Young men think feelings are “gay” thus don’t share them; they also can’t wipe their own asses and girls, in their eyes, are from Venus (misogyny is equally cliché, you dorks).

Societal “health,” then, amounts to a cultural awareness linked with iconoclastic movements, the emotional state-of-affairs determining how often systemic issues are brought to light by whistleblowers who, let it be said, are often female/GNC, especially regarding domestic/sexual abuse that men historically refuse[6] to talk about. A common example of this is the witch, a victim of state violence during the early formation of Capitalism and nation-states; her current persecution stems from ancient forms of hysteria that survive in hauntological forms the state cannot fully monopolize. This means terror, violence and bodily expression become ours for the taking—can be used by us in sex-positive lessons to challenge state fear and dogma with through extracurricular forms of solidarized labor between two-or-more laborers; e.g., Dani Is Online and myself partaking in a bit of counterterrorist expression, taking a moment post-negotiation (and payment) to appreciate the witch as a sex-positive, countercultural icon appreciating but also liberating another oppressed group in the process: fat people as harvested under Cartesian models (which the end of the final symposium section will explore even further).

(exhibit 28: Model and artist, top-middle: Dani Is Online and Persephone van der Waard; everything else: Dani Is Online. Art is a relationship between various artists interacting over space and time. While Dani makes their own content, we’ve also collaborated before; they’re also aware of my book, what it stands for and were perfectly happy to exchange services for posing in its pages [sex work for payment as negotiated by both parties]. The drawing collab that Dani and I did together [top-middle] is referenced from a sexting session nude repurposed for this book [top-right]. As such, my labor seeks to appreciate Dani as they are, and as someone I appreciate who has serviced me in the past. It is this pointed combination of person, body and labor that I wish to honor through Dani by highlighting them as they are: big, beautiful and gender-non-conforming during holistic liberation from Cartesian shackles. Through ludo-Gothic BDSM, I connect their body to paganized groups that would celebrate their fatness as something to preserve, not alienate, fetishize and harvest it for profit.)

Women, GNC persons, and racial/religious minorities make up the unified front of Gothic Communism. As such, they must gossip together using constructive anger and campy monsters; i.e., steering the public imagination away from Capitalist Realism and its manufactured scarcities, conflict and consent (and other trifectas), as well as patriarchal institutions of war perpetuated inside Cartesian models of domination. This rerouting happens in theatrical forms that “lead the charge” with Gothic poetics into a brave new world; e.g., the various Amazons examined in Volume Zero (exhibits 1a1b and 1a1a3) and Amazon warrior moms in Volume One (exhibit 8b2), as well as natured-themed auteurs like O’Keefe, Landau and others (exhibits 24c1, c2, and d1) making these creations, of which many more types will also be explored in Volumes Two and Three: magic girls/military tomboys (e.g., Sailor Moon, 1991, exhibit 56b; and Revolutionary Girl Utena, 1999, exhibit 55b) and kittens-with-claws (exhibit 91a1; also, below). Variable cosmetics aside, all share a common goal: to encourage the active absorption and embodiment of iconoclastic attitudes during praxial synthesis/de facto education reclaiming workers’ connections to themselves and the natural world as collectively brutalized by Capitalism for centuries. The only way to prevent this is face one’s trauma by fighting back through repurposed instruments thereof:

(artist: Zillabean)

Mid-fight, such a social-sexual “osmosis” should encourage enhanced self-reflection regarding the imaginary past as currently existing in the present: row after row of monsters to study and communicate with in canonical and iconoclastic forms. We have so much to teach about and teach with—oral traditions[7] and Gothic “oldwives’ tales,” but also the Humanities and sex work more broadly (and yes, even the STEM fields, though I think they’re hella sexist; but that’s not the majority of women’s fault nor queer people or other minorities).

Cis-het/token cis-queer men—and especially white men—on the other hand, have so much to learn about a great many things! To be fair, class warriors and allies can earn from each other while cultivating new habits, but the fact remains: the vast majority of domestic murders, rapes, and murder-suicides—as stated during the thesis volume—are committed overwhelmingly by white cis-het men against oppressed groups (which under the heteronormative model are predominantly white cis-het women as visible victims). Men, simply put, can be allies to Gothic Communism if they want, but do not need to join in order to experience systemic privilege as they already do. However, if they actually want to be chosen by liberated sex workers in control of their own bodies and sexual labor—to get laid, in other words, but also enjoy the perks of friendship and comraderie, mid-struggle—men (and other Man Box proponents) gotta start relying on things other than what the system offers. They have to learn from unusual, unused, and forgotten sources—from women or beings perceived as women, but also from sex workers and their unique ties to labor/nature (their bodies, their genders and sexualities, etc) and the Wisdom of the Ancients, which men under Capitalism/Cartesian dualism historically-materially tend to lack/police in stupid, harmful ways.

Working against the state and its proponents, revolutionary workers must achieve praxial synthesis in their own social-sex lives, their own creative spheres; they must engage with the trauma of war as something to face and perform, interrogating power in highly liminal thus playful ways. As such, women, queer people and other minorities must embody proletarian praxis holistically—if not a universal appeal by default, then a universal adaptability (re: Zizek) expressed in modular parts that appeal collectively to different educational and cultural backgrounds, but also what numerous peoples can collectively understand: an end to worker exploitation through commonly consumed theatrics/Gothic poetics. Uncompelled solidarity is the point, allowing emotionally/Gothically intelligent workers to “get together” in revolutionary and peaceful (non-warlike) terms across generations, but who will “go to war” if needed in defense of the oppressed—e.g., my great grandmother wanting all her children to be educated; my grandmother going to college to find a husband (and get a degree); my mom going to college; all of them encouraging me to write, create and be myself; and me writing Sex Positivity to culminate all of that in a Gothic-Communist capstone inspired by older generations of artists with a progressive bent. It’s not just a start, but one of many in the legion of “uppity” women and queer folk who came before, but also our cis-het male allies who gave us room to speak!

For example, Ridley Scott is someone we have discussed (and will continue to discuss; re: “Making Demons” and “Dissecting Radcliffe“) repeatedly throughout the book. His feminist, 20th/21st century Gothic was inspired by his mother as an exceptional authority figure in his life:

Scott attributes his no-nonsense temperament to his mother, Elizabeth, who shouldered much of the parenting for Scott and his two brothers while their father, an army engineer, worked. During World War II, it was Elizabeth who shuffled the boys to shelter under a steel table in the kitchen as bombs rained down on their home in Northeast England during the Newcastle Blitz. Her parenting style was to say, “Get out in the fields, come back at 5, and do not fall in the sea,” Scott says. “She was hard-core. She should have been in business. I could see it, as the three boys got older and there was less for her to do, she became frustrated.”

Scott’s mother’s character is also to thank, he says, for one of the signatures of his career, an extraordinary number of dynamic and groundbreaking female roles, starting with Sigourney Weaver’s Ripley in Alien in 1979, and also including Geena Davis and Susan Sarandon in Thelma & Louise in 1991 and, this year, Gaga in House of Gucci and Comer in The Last Duel. “Thelma & Louise had a massive impact on me when I was younger,” Gaga says. “Linking all of his films together, it’s clear that Ridley cares about the life of the woman. What he really devours as a filmmaker is this idea that we [women] are complicated and complex figures” (source: Ryan Pfluger’s “What Ridley Scott Has Learned: ‘We Don’t Know S***,'” 2022).

In turn, girl talk and its pacifist social cues and monstrous/campy body language historically come from genderqueer women (and gay, effeminate men; e.g., Walpole and Lewis) as teachers of men (and themselves) through the Gothic mode. Simply put, “girls talk” is a descriptive statement of potential rebellion when leveled against the state and its patriarchal war machines, propaganda included. Moreover, workers learn how to behave politely from their mothers, girlfriends, sisters, and aunts’ instruction when processing trauma; from Jane Austen, Ann Radcliffe, or Mary Shelley, etc (though none of these women are far from perfect and can be expanded upon, as we have shown).

Obviously, there are exceptions. Plenty of abusive/tokenized women exist. But likewise, these are informed by trauma as a transgenerational curse that we commonly inherit from the past. Gold-diggers, cheaters, black widows, religious zealots, TERFs, etc—all extend from the state as universally abusive towards women and children, but also boys (as well as women and minorities) taught how to act “like men”; i.e., Man Box/the “prison sex” mentality as an invitation to rape and abuse through heteronormative models. The princess is traded like chattel, then born and bred through cycles of rape during the Pygmalion fantasy pimping Galatea from cradle to grave, on and on…

(artist: Vasiliy Polenov)

Before we segue into rape culture as a taught mechanism that can be challenged by the synthesis of sex-positive educational devices (e.g., rape play) from good-faith actors, I’d like to quickly examine (for a page) the double standard present within state education that sex-positive instruction must challenge: the image of women as naturally weak and providing but also brides to give away and breed like dogs. To this, state abuse fosters the treacherous myth that “all women” are “natural caregivers,” while animalizing them in ways detrimental to all parties involved. Except girls don’t just fart, burp, spit and shit like the boys do; they cheat, lie and harm others—e.g., working people to death, then lying about it (exhibit 26, Erica vs Uncle Dave). Because of the double standard, though, they generally enjoy less systemic privilege that working-class men have had for centuries; e.g., the euthanasia effect, wherein so-called “bitches” are collared or “put down” far sooner than male agents. To that, TERFs and the LGBA are a more recent[8] example of tokenism, emerging in the late 2010s to shift the state of the exception—the Medusa as an ancient female punching bag—less onto some cis women and more onto GNC groups; e.g., the xenomorph as a second-wave feminist symbol of trans misogyny (which we’ll examine more in Volume Two when camping it).

Just as cheating can be meaningless and shallow or incredibly intense, so can healthy relationships and ludo-Gothic BDSM (which can be negotiated to operate along any of these wavelengths). All extend from Capitalism encouraging heteronormative behaviors through canonical praxis: expected gender behaviors that funnel workers into war-time mentalities. Conversely, proletarian praxis is antiwar during class and culture war as teaching opportunities that seek to antiquate war by hammering swords into ploughshares. This requires open communication that comes from honesty, trust, and negotiated boundaries developed independently of the state/vertical power as something to develop away from through praxial synthesis. Development extends towards all peoples, without double standards or token minorities beholden to patriarchal forces; e.g., soldiers, or even female astronauts playing second fiddle (Dreading’s “The Ridiculous Case of Lisa Nowak,” 2023). This pedagogy of the oppressed includes men listening to women instead of speaking for them/down to them about abuses women experience or see themselves that men usually do not; i.e., “I never saw anything like that. Therefore you must have been imagining things!”

Whether through neglect, ignorance, or scorn, second-hand abuse is still abuse. Whether from workers, management or the elite, first-hand abusers rely on community abuse to continue their acts of unchecked, predatory cruelty at a systemic level; i.e., second-hand abusers normalize first-hand abusers, creating Gothic trauma markers that condition Pavlovian harm between them. Simply put, war normalizes menticide—a rape of the natural and material worlds by canonical praxis as a form of prescribed power abuse. And where there is war among and towards the chattelized and alien, there will likewise be rape of them, too. Both go hand-in-hand while Capitalism divorces us from nature.

Now that we’ve examined war through the synthesis of iconoclastic art that fosters emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness in the face of canonical media, let’s examine the other side of that terrible coin—rape culture—and try to subvert it through the basics of oppositional synthesis relayed through trauma writing and transgressive art; re: ludo-Gothic BDSM camping rape culture through monster sex per the cryptonymy process during moral panics (re: “Furry Panic“):

(artist: Owusyr)

Like the Nazi and Communist, exploitation and liberation exist poetically in the same spaces, onstage and off. Medusa can’t be killed because the state demands she be revived and raped/reaped in perpetuity to serve profit; the state cannot die because labor—if lax in its application of development—can always decay towards state models and Cartesian thought’s rape culture. All we can do is drain the state of its power and transform it (and the world around us) in something that actively and systemically keeps the bourgeoisie (and their Shadow of Pygmalion/Cycle of Kings) from coming back!

Onto “A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in Rape Culture“!


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 feeling, I should note, is felt most strongly by colonizing forces when Imperialism comes home to empire; i.e., the roosting of alien, undead chickens on the homefront.

[2] E.g., an unused idea from the original script for Alien had Ash the android asking the crew if they ever tried talking to the monster instead of, you know, just assuming it was hostile and trying to kill it. When this anecdote came up in the 2003 actor’s commentary track for the movie, Harry Dean Stanton testily asks Veronica Cartwright, “What the fuck would we say to it?” He’s not wrong in that dialogs between alienated groups are often confusing and tense; but Cartwright’s insistence of a dialog is still required to bridge the gap.

[3] “Worried that a skeptical public was turning against rampant nuclear testing, [Heinlein] and his wife Virginia ran an ad in newspapers around the country supporting the military and inveighing against communism. They also wrote letters and organized meetings. The group accused opponents of nuclear testing of being not just wrong, but part of a communist plot” (source: David Forbes’ “The Secret Authoritarian History of Science Fiction” (2015).

[4] Between 1933 and 1934, Heinlein served on the USS Roper and earned the rank of lieutenant. After surviving tuberculosis and chronic seasickness, he was given early retirement in 1934″ (source: Famous Veteran: Robert A. Heinlein,” 2013).

[5] Re: Walpole’s Ancient Romance and modern novel married through the Neo-Gothic castle space.

[6] Excepting male whistleblowers, who as our thesis argued often have a military/state background; e.g., Edward Snowden, candidly swapping antiwar rhetoric on Substack with Vietnam war iconoclast, Daniel Ellsberg (2021). While I can’t speak for Ellsberg in this respect, Snowden himself always gave off slight twink vibes—i.e., described in his 2019 autobiography, Permanent Record, as moving away from a fighting-youth mentality and boot camp physique to expose the entire NSA. Quite the act of courage, I think; to be against war is to be against the state, making antiwar sentiment a thought crime/sin under Capitalism.

[7] The ancient rhetors were fabled to have legendary memories; e.g., Plato in Phaedrus (c. 347-399 BC) citing technology as the death of oral memory through written communication: “In fact, it will introduce forgetfulness into the soul of those who learn it: they will not practice using their memory because they will put their trust in writing” (source: “Socrates on the Forgetfulness that Comes with Writing,” 2023). Oral traditions matter because they contain what is often unwritten (concerning culture and trauma) while also being harder to police by state forces (word of mouth); but Plato’s argument remains antiquated: Writing is not something that should be discounted, for it is where the battle for middle-class hearts are minds are fought when giving monsters shape in the material world.

[8] Tokenism has lain with the state for the entirety of its existence, but reshapes according to state dogma as something that transforms itself to disguise (or valorize) the profit motive; e.g., recruiting from queer bodies to police themselves and other groups.

Book Sample: The Basics of Oppositional Synthesis

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Nature Is Food, part one: The Basics of Oppositional Synthesis; or Outlining Girl Talk, Menticide, the Liminal Expression of Subversive Revolution and “Perceptive” Pastiche in the Face of Cartesian Trauma (feat. Medusa, Stigma Animals and Georgia O’Keefe)

“Gossip is instructive. It tells which way the wind is blowing.”

—Oz, the Great and Terrible, Wicked (1995)

Picking up where “Synthesis Symposium: Nature Is Food (opening and part zero)” left off…

We arrive at part one of the roadmap, which again is a symposium-style examination/illustration of “the basics,” or pure reductions of our synthetic oppositional groupings. It explores our pedagogic emphasis during oppositional praxis as something to synthesize and instruct to others; i.e., oppositional synthesis with a proletarian agenda that is cultivated—to prevent war and rape against nature, specifically Cartesian treatments of nature as food: nature as female/monstrous-feminine food tied to the profit motive, which alienates workers from nature by fetishizing and commodifying them as extended beings ripe for the harvest. Ending the harvest demands raising emotional/Gothic intelligence and, by extension, a class/cultural awareness that leads to systemic catharsis through trauma writing and artwork as something to express and teach through a basic, de facto educational approach. Our instructional focus during ludo-Gothic BDSM is something I call “girl talk,” or open, preventative communication versus state menticide and bad communication; i.e., our challenging of the state’s bad education through liminal, monstrous expression that encourages subversion and perception useful to proletarian aims confronting trauma by suggesting it (aka revolutionary cryptonymy). In the interests of issuing healthy girl talk, we’ll also have to discuss Medusa and stigma animals, but also people like Georgia O’Keefe who attempt to express themselves in relation to nature-as-abject (re: the whore to harvest, and for us to camp).

We’ll get to them. First, the basics, themselves.

For the proletariat, the goal of synthesizing praxis is to prevent universal war and rape (of workers and nature) by processing systemic (Cartesian) trauma and dogma through creative successes that invoke monstrous language; i.e., by establishing social-sexual connections through basic behaviors useful to the development of a post-scarcity (non-capitalist) world versus hopeless alienation and blind revenge; e.g., the abject, furious slaughtering of the Romanovs or the beheading of Louis XVI.

In terms of making social-sexual connections, our Gothic-Communist aim is to teach workers to holistically “put two-and-two together,” thus reconnect with nature and the material world in ways that Capitalism abjects: nature as alienated from workers and workers from it, including workers as natural beings—our labor, bodies, sexualities, genders and emotions, pastiche, genitals, etc. Though all are valuable to think about, with, or through, our emotions are especially useful as a critical-thinking device that likewise learns from the past through the Gothic mode; i.e., a return to irrationality or pre-Enlightenment expression, minus the Cartesian stigma of pointless madness or disempowering hysteria (often presenting in literal bodily forms; e.g., “immodest” fat bodies presented in a “dark” aesthetic, below) as grappling with “correct” and “incorrect forms” through the basics of oppositional praxis. Keeping with the spirit of instruction, part one will introduce and outline these basics in a symposium-like style.

 (artist: Tana the Puppy)

The “basics” constitute something that we’ve touched upon so far in the book, but now which I thoroughly want to stress: instruction of good praxis through basic-yet-essential social-sexual behaviors. While our thesis was pure theory, which the manifesto focused on simplifying—i.e., through intimate and interpersonal expressions of trauma—doing so has led up to the cultivation of rudimentary social-sexual habits that make up good praxis as something to instruct; Volume One’s second (shorter) half concerns instruction through said habits inside an anti-Cartesian, non-binarized way of life. Good praxis, then, is demonstrably achieved when theory becomes productively synthesized to challenge Cartesian dualism; i.e., can be simplified to common behaviors that amount to collective worker action solidarized against the state. The basics boil down from the synthetic oppositional groupings that the Six Doubles manifest through:

  • destructive vs constructive anger—i.e., possessive or bad-faith, destructive anger’s defense of the state vs constructive anger as a legitimate defense from state abuses; e.g., police abuse and DARVO tactics.
  • destabilizing vs stabilizing gossip—i.e., co-dependent, “prison sex” mentalities and rape culture vs interdependent girl talk (e.g., #MeToo) and rape prevention.
  • “blind” vs “perceptive” pastiche/quoting—i.e., unironic pastiche and quoting (dogma) vs subversive, ironic quoting (camp).
  • unironic vs ironic gender trouble/parody (camp)—i.e., a performative means of cryptofascism vs demasking the fascist-in-disguise, making these imposters self-report by figuratively gagging or crapping their pants (with gender parody being a means of combatting the impostor syndrome of gender dysphoria with gender euphoria and reclaimed xenophobic labels/implements of torture: Asprey’s counterterror in a theatrical sense)
  • bad-faith vs good-faith egregores, including xenophilic/xenophobic monsters both as products of worker labor as well as worker identities, occupations, and rankings, which use similar language regardless if they’re bourgeois or proletarian—e.g., the bourgeois Amazon detective (canonical Samus Aran) vs the proletarian zombie-vampire-unicorn pillow princess.

Per ludo-Gothic BDSM, they reduce from these groups according how workers communicate in simplified forms; i.e., according to cultivated social-sexual habits: anger, gossip, parody/pastiche (subversion) and monsters—aka, the “basics,” except we can simplify even them further!

We’ll do so in just a second. First a note about opposition. The basics are my attempt at formulating a simplified teaching approach that I feel makes up how people actually operate on a daily level; i.e., according to common social-sexual devices that connect to complex theories that are often in conflict. In turn, these basic habits constitute actions that can be cultivated through Gothic poetics, which can gradually and collectively camp canon, reclaiming the Base and recultivating the Superstructure in a sex-positive sense; i.e., by making them (and their violent, rapacious theatre) gay. Doing so can alter historical materialism (and undo Capitalist Realism) through dialectical-material opposition to state forces, including menticide as something to counteract. A raped mind is a stupid, fearful mind unaware of structural manipulation as malleable. Keeping those forces in mind, it’s also important to remember that my attempts at theoretical reduction also include reductions of what we’re up against—that sex positivity, emancipation and rebellion (the Three Iconoclastic Doubles) involve proletarian synthetic groupings that are routinely met with varying degrees of open aggression, condescension, canonical indignation and DARVO towards camp in defense of canon (and that these have only accelerated according to a growing profit motive on the global stage). So while the preface already explained that synthesis is vital to good praxis, this praxis can be challenged by bad instruction working in opposition to the pro-worker habits that we cultivate in their most basic forms, often piece by piece:

(artist: Zuru Ota)

As the preface also stated, synthesis can be adequately summarized as the cultivation of emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness; i.e., the deliberate utilization of Gothic poetics during the practical application of simplified theory between activist workers formulating healthy social-sexual habits. The state will try to undermine this everywhere it can, including through its own forms of instruction transforming these basic patterns to oppose ours; i.e., during oppositional praxis using ludo-Gothic BDSM to synthesize:

  • destructive vs constructive anger
  • destabilizing vs stabilizing gossip (and abuse encouragement/prevention patterns)
  • “blind” vs “perceptive” pastiche (class/culture blindness versus consciousness)
  • unironic vs ironic gender trouble/parody (canon vs camp)
  • bad-faith vs good-faith egregores (monsters/doubles)

Again, the idea is to think in terms of opposition and what both sides represent as they engage back and forth through battles of instruction; i.e., psychopraxis, including good education versus bad education (a concept we’ll touch upon here, and reexplore more thoroughly in Volume Three when considering weird canonical nerds as bad educators). The creative successes of proletarian praxis encourage their own results, but so does bourgeois praxis; e.g., mutual consent is challenged by manufactured consent according to someone who—through varying degrees of passivity and action—seeks to encourage abuse and risk-production behaviors that emerge through a lack of intelligence, awareness and empathy, hence constructive anger, stabilizing gossip, perceptive pastiche, ironic quoting and gender trouble/parody, and good-faith egregores.

For the purposes of this symposium, then, I want to acclimate you towards chaos as a state of existence that Gothic poetics capture well (something my thesis discussed in relation to paradox and play through Milton’s “darkness visible”). I want us to consider the above groups in the simplest, most conversational language:

  • girl talk (anger/gossip): People talk, often with excitement and anger but also theory through their own de facto forms of instruction.
  • monsters (doubles and liminal expression): People self-express through extensions of trauma that reclaim state language, generally as a means of identity.
  • camp (“perceptive” pastiche/ironic parody): People perform, but also subvert canon, often through gender trouble and parody using identity and instruction to achieve praxial catharsis at a structural level; i.e., by redistributing power and its understanding and application/interrogating through a healthier Wisdom of the Ancients.

All of these go hand-in-hand; reclamation happens through gossip and gossip can be campy and monstrous, etc. Moreover, these are the very basics to successful praxis, which the rest of part one will explore in order using the most rudimentary of terms. Doing so should hopefully reflect how the instruction of synthesis (and de facto education of said habits) work at an intuitive, everyday level.

First up, girl talk preforms through various thresholds that protect the mind from rape and war (thus menticide) while discouraging either in the future as having learned from the past as something to repeatedly conjure up and tinker with. To avoid automatic, traumatizing violence, rape prevention (war through Imperialism is rape on a mass scale) demands subversion/liminal expression and “perceptive” pastiche in the face of powerful enemies who lack the nuance needed to root us out. Through gender trouble and parody (camp), we can expose them by making them self-report before their positions in society become normalized again (crisis never stops and decay repeats); we can furiously gossip and remediate praxis through parody and pastiche, preventing war and rape via Gothic poetics, using said poetics to humanize us and expose our abusers as coercive and ghoulish by breaking their concentric veneers down, one layer at a time. In short, we’ll examine how their menticided status can be opposed, mid-conflict[1].

I want to start with an older historical example of canonization, before poking and prodding into more recent iterations that have cropped up during the 20th and 21st centuries. We’re going to look at the history of Gothic poetics extensively in Volume Two, and a much, much more fleshed out examination of praxis in Volume Three. For now, this is merely grease for the wheels. As such, we’ll consider a brief example of slavery from Britain’s Victorian period, then touch on the basics as you might encounter them in your own day-to-day existence; i.e., as a means of reflecting on various forms of abuse that amount to slavery under capital and through which you can relate to according to an imaginary past (and its conspicuous darkness) as a dialog unto itself: the darkness (and its emergent corruption) are the data and work as potent, if-at-times paradoxical, leverage towards a better world, not simply a whitewashed castle to hide the spilled blood and open fields of exhausted laborers. To do that, you have to humanize not just alien that is fetishized, but their fat and meat as belonging to them while representing who they are through morphological expression as a liberatory device; e.g., fat liberation becoming a postcolonial critique of settler-colonial forces, working with various tissues to give rise to new levels of appreciation and resistance.

(artist: Dani Is Online)

The 18th and 19th centuries were a place and time of tremendous mid-war/post-revolutionary sentiment, wherein sex positivity (and its various praxial relatives) would have been utterly vilified by Ann Radcliffe as “useless sorrow” or Charlotte Brontë’s Bertha, the “madwoman in the attic” that colonizer Rochester had no idea how to treat: his first, literal slave wife. By extension, it could be argued that neither did Charlotte. We’ve already blown Radcliffe to bits in Volume Zero; here, I want to use an exhibit to extrapolate on Charlotte Brontë’s bigotries to make my point. Bear in mind, you can stretch out these arguments with anyone you critique during your own sacred-cow barbeques (often while also offering up your own variations [above] to worship without harm):

(exhibit 21c1: Source. British female hypercanon is white and cis-het, thus super problematic. Edward Said once described Austen as belonging to “a slave-owning society” [and stuffy Brits gave him hell for it]. Before him, Jean Rys highlighted Charlotte Brontë’s internalized racism with her own 1966 postcolonial critique, Wide Sargasso Sea. Even in 1847, though, Charlotte’s repressed bigotries spilled out inside a recently emancipated Britain having preyed on its colonies for centuries: a displaced, disassociated patriarchal critique projected onto a demonic, racialized other—Antoinette Cosway by another name. Charlotte’s framing of female virtue, then, is rather sexist/cis-gendered, but also xenophobic and racist—i.e., the white woman’s “wildness” as needing to be tamed or regulated to tolerable levels while also punching down at various non-white groups with fleshier bodies.

To this, Charlotte would treat Bertha’s body as alien, describing her—a woman of color—as a vampire and a goblin whose nightly wanderings Jane would look on at in fascination and horror [and who Rys would humanize over a century later]. Jane’s bildungsroman [coming-of-age story] frames her, the child, as wild and uncouth, eventually evolving into a firm, measured governess [who isn’t “as wild” as her and Rochester’s technically unadopted French bastard, Adèle; at the end of the novel, Jane tries to Anglicize Adèle, gentrifying her by making the girl “less French”]. Similar problematic themes [and highly dysfunctional love-as-a-stalkery-trap written by women about men who can’t handle rejection from women can be found in Victorian forebears[2] like Austen, whose Eleanor and Marianne Dashwood respectively represent the titular Sense and Sensibility [reason and passion]: Marianne loves the uncommitted Willoughby too much and is consequently married off to Colonel Brandon [Austen allows no unmarried heroines at the end of her novels; despite her ironies needling the institution but also the profession of writing about marriage, the narrative ultimately demands for it from her each and every time. Not without irony, Austen still obliges the formula].

However art also imitates life in that Charlotte’s sister, Emily [and her fiction; e.g., Wuthering Heights] were considerably wilder and more passionate [and fun, in my opinion] than her sister’s fictions. Yet, without Charlotte’s patience and dedication to cultivate Emily’s poetry after she died, the younger, more reclusive sister would have remained largely unknown. As I write in “Beneath the Church-Isle Stone: Posthumous Liberties” [2015]:

 “One day, in the autumn of 1845, I accidentally lighted on a [manuscript] volume of verse in my sister Emily’s handwriting. Of course, I was not surprised, knowing that she could and did write verse…” (“Bibliographical Notice” v). Charlotte Brontë already knew that her sister was a poet, but here, found proof that Emily was a good, productive one. It would not do to hide this work from the world, she thought—not when the three sisters needed to start supporting themselves. Determined, Charlotte swore to get published, and after much persuading was able to convince Emily to participate in a collective project where the three sisters, including Anne, each contributed poems to a single volume. This volume, Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell, was published in 1846 and sold only two copies. Undaunted by this underwhelming reception into the literary market, each sister continued to write, and in 1847 published a single novel apiece: Jane Eyre, Agnes Grey and Wuthering Heights. Jane Eyre was published last, but enjoyed the most success, becoming something of a Victorian “best-seller.” The other two novels were subject to relatively harsh criticism, polarizing Victorian readers. Emily and Anne ‘s reputations as writers were tarnished, and shortly after their novels were published, both died. In an attempt “to rescue [them] from the notoriety surrounding the novels, [Charlotte Brontë reconstituted] their battered reputations around their verse” (Bauman 32). To do this, she waited until her sisters were dead before introducing never-before-published poems, notably altering and changing them to acclimate Emily and Anne’s works to a fussy Victorian audience unused to the writing style of either woman [source].)

(exhibit 21c2: Model and artist: Charlotte Brontë and George Richmond. While there exist two portraits of Emily painted by her brother, Branwell, she is often mistaken for a portrait of her sister, Charlotte. Mistaken identity is a common theme in Gothic fiction, one that plays out quite literally in Radcliffe’s 1796 The Italian when Father Schedoni sees “his” daughter in a miniature portrait around her neck; or as I write in “Gothic Themes in Perfect Blue“:

In [The Italian] Father Schedoni, a master manipulator, is deceived by appearances. Preparing to plunge his dagger into Ellena Rosalba’s breast, Schedoni freezes, having seen a pendant whose miniature “resembled” him. In truth, while it did, the picture was actually of Schedoni’s brother, the Countess di Bruno. Killed by Schedoni years earlier, the Countess’ likeness is similar enough to Schedoni’s stolen role that he thought he saw himself. In a cruel twist, he grows convinced that Ellena bears his likeness, is actually his long-lost daughter. While Schedoni had sired a child through his brother’s wife, it had died while he was abroad. In truth, he is actually Ellena’s uncle, and her father was Schedoni’s murdered brother, the Countess. Unable to safely murder Ellena, Schedoni forces her to travel with him through the Italian countryside. There, both spend the better part of the novel in a state of mutual confusion [source].

Dead ringers and wacky murder plots aside, portraits and miniatures were incredibly expensive, and most families would have been hard-pressed to afford even one. “Emily” Brontë’s portrait was painted in 1850, two years after she died—a testament to her fame competing with Charlotte’s [whose money following Jane Eyre‘s success helped her afford the privilege] but also owing to the simple fact that multiple women weren’t allowed to be famous. For this reason, Charlotte had elected to publish their pennames as “neutral,” meaning agendered: Acton, Currer and Ellis Bell.)

Our point in examining older women like Radcliffe, Austen and Charlotte Brontë before we dive into the symposium proper is to consider how their emotional/Gothic intelligence—especially regarding slavery and critiquing the Patriarchy’s amatonormative focus to achieve heteronormative models of exploitation—was and is outmoded and underdeveloped (versus Mary Shelley’s precocious, “Satanic” science-fiction, whose iconoclastic, queer-adjacent and anonymously published desire “to be the witch” [unlike Margaret Hamilton] we’ll unpack in Volume Two): their Gothic novel, novel-of-manners and bildungsroman operating as imperfect tools of menticide, meaning they can be reclaimed and repurposed to heal the mind from rape. By relying on our intelligent and informed emotions/Gothic imagination as things to learn from a collective, dialogic past, we can improve on what came before through our own contributions (with pen names also being a trans strategy of publication—e.g., Grace Lavery’s Pleasure and Efficacy: Of Pen Names, Cover Versions, and Other Trans Techniques, 2023); by improving on ways of Gothically imagining the world, other stratagems—our basics reduced to nouns and simple, executable verbs—reliably emerge that are equally vital to iconoclastic praxis, but also our own survival while performing it as teachers that cultivate rudimentary behaviors that, while ubiquitous in day-to-day life, are also punished during daily moral panics.

With all of this unpacking done, and a brief nip into the past as it once was imagined, let’s press on into the symposium’s consideration of Gothic media in the present space and time: our own means, materials and methods of instruction.

The Gothic, as we’ve established, addresses sex worker trauma through liminal expression, often tied to an imaginary past derived from older texts. Special emphasis, then, should be given to phenomenological expression (the study or expression of experience) and markers of abuse; i.e., the cultural gargoyles we mentioned earlier in the manifesto; e.g., Charlotte’s Bertha as a historical-material relic of 1840s Britain. Whereas iconoclasm seeks to dismantle the social-sexual stigma assigned to these symbols by state-sanctioned laws, religion and violence, Gothic canon codifies canonical stigmas. In turn, the stigmas themselves serve as cultural “cement” in regards to how workers are treated or viewed, including by themselves in relation to psychosexual trauma as already-materialized: rape as the ever-present threat of power abuse and poorly concealed harm; if Imperialism comes home to empire, the usual recipients of state abuse will feel it the worst, but the minds of all will be subject to powerful forces that induce harmful social-sexual habits through menticide.

As we have already discussed, Meerloo describes “waves of terror” that traumatize people in ways useful to the state: “the use of well-planned, repeated successive waves of terror to bring the people into submission” vis-à-vis “the core of the strategy of menticide is the taking away of all hope, all anticipation, all belief in a future.” In 2023, the workers of today see these waves constantly reverberating across the real world through fictional and non-fictional variants imitating each other in continuum: rape and war culture, but also the material, personifying articulation of thought crimes—e.g., sin. Meerloo calls the outcome of this abusive continuum “menticide,” a rape of the mind—something we’ll continue examining through the state’s proliferation of Gothic canon and how said canon whittles down the working class’ emotional reserves and Gothic imagination; i.e., to foster Capitalist Realism through a Gothic myopia. That is, arrayed conspicuously around the viewer at various registers, bourgeois monsters serve to constantly terrify workers in ways useful to the state through bad instruction: threats of violence and rape carried out over not just single moments, but a victim’s entire life span through transgenerational trauma; it becomes a curse, one afforded by egregores-made-material.

These days, canonical gargoyles don’t just sit on literal churches; they pertain to ever-present likenesses existing everywhere in the material world, spat out in mass-produced forms. As the manifesto argued, they are “anything that can be looked upon with fear as a dogmatic source of instruction.” In purely cis-het circles, simply look around and you’ll see: macho men acting like canonical monsters towards women, while faithfully quoting their favorite sexist literature or persona (e.g., Andrew Tate); and battered women responding in ways that either submit to toxic-masculine abuse or fight back in ways that ostracize women from society—with society tending to blame the historical-material victim(s): women and minorities (who often victimize themselves as they internalize bigotry and attempt to assimilate).

Our holistic goal with iconoclastic praxis and ludo-Gothic BDSM, then, is teaching emotional and Gothic intelligence through the acquisition of stabilizing behaviors that enjoy the flexibility of play (and language to play with). Girl talk, liminal subversion and transformative quoting/perceptive pastiche, then, are reductions of theory into useful actions that alleviate state-manufactured crises and push towards praxial catharsis. These require emotional/Gothic intelligence—i.e., an active desire to avoid politically “passive” competition under a punitive hierarchy that occurs through various measuring “contests”: dick-measuring, female asset-measuring and the gauging of tokenistic assimilation (e.g., whiteness, but also class, religious and cultural values at large). These behaviors develop in relation to the historical-material world as something to subvert and “quote” in liminal, transformative ways. In turn, idiosyncratic[3] love language, but also fear language, become things to vocalize and double in our own subversive artwork—extensions of our own lives as teaching devices of societally beneficial stratagems:

  • trauma/rape awareness-and-prevention tactics and terms (“reactive abuse,” “love-bombing,” “hovering” “isolation,” “red flags” and other sadly-but-deliberately extracurricular things under Capitalism)
  • emotional health terms that describe how we actually feel
  • a heightened awareness towards traditionally female/feminine predicaments: experiencing rape or threats of rape; being gaslit, gatekept or assimilated (with a queer, all-inclusive flavor of course: abused workers include more than cis-het white women acting as girl bosses; i.e., queer bosses; e.g., Natalie Wynn, who we’ll examine in Volume Three, Chapter Four)

Such basic goals are instructional, but also vocal; i.e., a kind of “tea spilling” unto itself—one whose bold, playful investigating of repressed or policed social-sexual factors are designed to help workers get “in touch” with their older, emotional selves, nature, and trauma through gossip, but also society’s emotional self and trauma as normally being monopolized historically-materially by the elite (who alienate workers from nature and sex, but also their emotions [anger] and ability to think critically by camping canon in Gothic ways). In turn, said gossip talks about how canonical “gargoyles” repress worker willpower and resistance by attacking workers’ ability to imagine anything else. Gossip isn’t just useful, but paramount to our very survival when the elite divide and pit us against each other.

Once combined and put to proletarian praxis, revolutionary workers can generate sex-positive lessons in ludo-Gothic BDSM and other elements of sex positivity that assist in putting Capitalism (and its menticidal abuses) behind us. This requires subversion, which happens by making canonical praxis—including its bourgeois monsters, worker atrocities and ruthless tyrants/soldiers—a dated paraphernalia we continue to examine and learn from during our own means of subversive instruction; i.e., our girl talk, monsters and camp. All enable us to survive while mastering an iconoclastic doubling of social-sexual expression that evolves away from Capitalism and into Gothic Communism: Ann Radcliffe’s happy ending without the dancing peasants celebrating the new princess’ felicitous, exclusive inauguration (we’re all princesses under Communism, my sweets).

Conscious rebellion also includes the Gothic mastering of madness and monsters present in the evolution of the female detective/damsel-in-distress into holistic, inclusive forms, merging into increasingly liminal/queer iterations (the imperiled twink) that transform themselves, and the material world around them, as things to “quote” imperfectly on purpose; i.e., to invoke gender trouble (whose progression and praxial friction we’ll examine throughout this roadmap, but also in Volumes Two and Three; e.g., the “Conan with a pussy [except not bigoted]” concept seen in exhibits 84a and 112). As something to expound upon ad infinitum, our Gothic-Communist making of gender trouble is two-fold, then: to one, synthesize old terms with our individual/collective artistic output and exhibits; and two, invent new terms and codes (this book is full of such things) that likewise “do the trick.” Development towards Gothic Communism will constantly put us in uncharted territory that requires updating the lexicon as needed—i.e., by pulling out old classics, but also making new ones to adjust to the social-sexual, linguo-material “growing pains.” All of the synthetic terminology outlined thus far should be a clue. All the same, it generally comes from older language that was (and is) used to maintain the status quo.

Take, for example, C.S. Lewis’ four outmoded words for love (the guy straight up treats eros as synonymous with romantic love). There should also be different words for fear that describe worker submission under Capitalism—not just fear of death, but fear of a world without Capitalism, thus without “protection” as synonymous with the symptoms of capital: the ghost of the counterfeit, Shadow of Pygmalion, Cycle of Kings, monomyth, infernal concentric pattern (and its endless semantic wreckage) and any and all reliable historical materialisms that result from business-as-usual under the elite. Our expanded language through our own instruction attacks a Symbolic Order whose language and fear-mongering are used by reactionaries and moderates alike (and that Fisher’s hauntology touches upon): bourgeois phobias and stigmas tied to cultural gargoyles that can be synthesized; i.e., transmuted according oppositional praxis and expressed through our successful, iconoclastic forms over space and time. Gay gargoyles, monsters, wizards, slutty detectives (exhibit 22)—through such darkness visible, we can make whatever’s needed to get our point across: Capitalism sucks and can be improved upon through the same devices reclaimed by us.

Keeping with our examination of the past as brought into the present—and previous stabs at Radcliffe—consider Velma again (and not for the last time; re: “Non-Magical Detectives“):

(exhibit 22: Artist, top-left: unknown; top-right: unknown, but links to a Velma cosplay subreddit; bottom right: Steven Stahlberg; bottom-left: Valentina Kryp. Especially popular or remediated characters tend to get virally shared. Such sharing can be hard to regulate or track. In this case, we not only have detective pastiche, but Velma pastiche. Seriously, this foxy nerd is legion, but also a regular practitioner of the “explained supernatural” trope originally formalized by Ann Radcliffe. Defrauding the “supernatural” through spooky piracy is a common theme in Radcliffe’s works, or embattled marriages, false relatives and various ordinary things taken to performative extremes; e.g., the mother being sent to live in a nunnery for the rest of her days. To this, Radcliffe was following suit with Walpole, injecting the supernatural into ordinary events, getting at the truth of things through outrageous narratives that still, in the end, feel cliché and homely.

As for Velma, her subversive liminality is complex—empowering for performative nerds who want to let it all hang out, but also solve mysteries of a highly conventional sort using subverted conventions: a surrender of corporal modesty and surviving the danger ahead by becoming closer to nature and one’s shapely body while still being smart as a whip. Velma is a character whose tasty “slut reclamation” dares to ask, “Why not both?” Sure, it’s arguably appropriative from a commercial standpoint—i.e., tailor-made JO material for weird male nerds and their ravenous, horny gaze—but the iconoclastic exhibit has multiple functions. One of them is to keep the revolutionary lights on, and cis-het dudes got money to pay out with in support of sex work, allowing for purely asexual or nonheteronormative reasons amid the usual sexual ones: charity without the expectation of sex. In development’s increasingly better world, however, such codependent transactions will become less and less necessary. Re: Socialism’s “From each according to [their] ability, to each according to [their] work” to Communism’s “to each according to [their] need.”)

Regardless of what (or who) we retailor towards rebellion, Gothic Communism is easier said than done. Revolutions occur over time, and as we discussed before the symposium must constantly be funded, organized, and taught through collective worker action/activism as something that evolves the Superstructure in a proletarian direction. Simply put, revolution requires constant awareness, application and discipline at a societal, collective level: one of and towards people and language as they function in (dis)harmony as a presently divided working class learning over time to heal; and two, how Capitalism slowly wears down our defense mechanisms using reactive abuse over generations that shape natural and material language, binding them (and our responses to them) to the elite’s will. This includes how we communicate “on and off the clock”; i.e., when we’re actively working or just shooting the shit. Gossip and anger.

For example, the bourgeoisie can easily infect the way women, as motherly educators, gossip about rape and war—at parties, general social gatherings, or over the phone, etc.

Indeed, I noticed something recently while my mother and grandmother were talking on the phone. They had been chatting about a friend’s suspicious mother not wanting her undercover policeman husband going near their children because he looked like a “criminal/underworld person” (a “hobbit,” according to my grandmother). Both women seemed to be innocently gossiping about broad, nebulous markers of violence, yet both were associating things of the underworld as inherently dangerous; i.e., Gothic markers, monsters. My family was taught to think this way by the state, but also state proponents like Tolkien (re: hobbits) passing their teachings along compromised social practices: outmoded, harmful gossip through the lessons they leave behind; e.g., The Lord of the Rings. In this manner, communication can quickly become a kind of “stranger danger” that spreads moral panics like a virus across oral language informed by recorded language; i.e., according to how language naturally tends to work and how we tend to acquire it through socio-material means: osmotic transference through reified stigmas and fears that stochastic terrorism further exacerbates. Before you know it, monsters aren’t things to consume, but scapegoat state enemies and victims with, blaming them for the state’s regular “failings” (worker, animal and environmental exploitation).

However “random” and “disconnected” such terrorism might seem, it nevertheless remains a manmade consequence to the bourgeois machinations of the state (whose spontaneous gun violence, for example, enters the American hydra of cycling reactive abuse, much like Jack the Ripper once did in Britain over a century ago; the criminal hauntology of either myth continues to be enshrined in popular media, which we’ll explore more deeply in Volume Three, Chapter Two). To turn a phrase, generational violence and the people who commit it are “cut from the same tree”—of the natural and material world interacting back and forth during oppositional praxis.

To that, Gothic Communism happens from moment to moment, using variable counterterrorism to slowly reclaim these natural-material functions for workers’ universal benefit. Over generations, it slowly liberates them and the larger Gothic mode from the bourgeoisie by making said mode amenable to worker rights. Bit by bit, stochastic terrorism (and its associate monsters and fears; e.g., getting raped and murdered by false boyfriends) can gradually disappear at home, and settler-colonialism abroad. However, the abolishment of state violence at all levels can only happen while consciously moving forward into the future; i.e., as emotionally/Gothically intelligent workers who grow increasingly aware of the wars taking place on all fronts. Establishment politicians only serve each other and the state; we must diminish the influence they have over worker minds insofar as monsters take part. Except, our focus needs to on ourselves replacing the elite, subverting their monstrous tools of menticide and, in effect, weakening the elite’s grip on us as normally enacted by unironic variants.

In light of established monopolies, then, we must reclaim Gothic poetics (and the required emotional labor) from state forces in the present moment. Doing so happens through individual means of camping canon that, once combined, make up a dialogic Gothic imagination. Comprised of social-sexual “girl talk” that subverts heteronormative conventions with “perceptive” pastiche, this social network—and its cultural synthesis of iconoclastic praxis in Gothic language—defends the exploited with a holistic checklist that no one educator, student or lesson could hope to impart single-handedly (this book will try to encapsulate everything but doubtless will miss something): fostering “friendly monsters” (and monstrous sex toys) whose camp reverses abjection and uses the natural complexity of human language as navigated easily by fluent practitioners of the Gothic mode; i.e., building sex-positive parallel societies with Communist chronotopes, achieving mental emancipation with hauntology and revolution with cryptonymy to liberate all workers and, by extension, the nature world from Capitalism.

For the rest of part one, I want to focus on synthesizing the basics through one famous monster type, the Medusa and Athena’s Aegis, before talking about the history of female expression (through Georgia O’Keefe, exhibit 24c1) and increasingly gender-non-conforming variations enacted by us (myself and Eldritch Babe, exhibit 24d2) in defense of nature-at-large as classically exploited by Cartesian (settler-colonial, heteronormative) forces.

First, Medusa and her tricky concept of “double mirroring” (re: mirror syndrome during subjugated Amazonomachia):

(exhibit 23a: Artist, top left: Yneddt; bottom-right: unknown; middle: Drawingfreak77. Medusa is an ancient, “phallic” [androgynous] form of the monstrous-feminine, one that that needs to remain conscious lest older waves of feminism triangulate her against new inclusive movements trying to camp the canon during ludo-Gothic BDSM; or as my thesis writes of Barbara Creed [whose 1993 book, The Monstrous-Feminine, focuses on refusing to be a victim vis-à-vis Freudian models and Julia Kristeva, while simultaneously omitting the rights and experiences of gender-non-conforming groups that cis women historically attack]: 

my book aims to go thoroughly beyond Barbara Creed’s somewhat dated and limited, biological-/cis-centric view of the monstrous-feminine/”woman as other” [to be fair, she wrote The Monstrous-Feminine thirty years ago, so maybe she wrote something more recently[4] and I’m just late to the party]. So while it’s true that the phrase “phallic woman” traditionally denotes a war-like woman, huntress or vengeful monstrous-feminine, I want to stress how subjugated Amazons aren’t just aggressively and physically violent towards cis-het, sexist men; they’ve radicalized inside a “prison sex” mentality to become hostile towards “outsider” groups, including trans people, while seeing themselves as the universal victims that tacitly yield to their conquerors by emulating their worst habits [exhibit 41g1a2].

As such, I want to expand on how the monstrous-feminine can also non-binarize to illustrate the gender-non-conforming idea of a non-violent trans, intersex or enby person; i.e., someone who refuses to be a victim without embodying the standard-issue implements of violence and war from conventional stories [including TERF examples: the blind, indiscriminate Medusa] [source: “Symposium: Aftercare”].

Small note, but giant female monsters are generally shot in the boobs or other sexualized parts of the body—castration/bullet rape by “civilized,” technologically “advanced,” male attackers.)

Medusa (above) shows us how gossip, monsters, and camp are powerful, fetishized weapons. In terms of reclamation, let’s consider abjection at large; i.e., monsters as things to gossip with/about and reclaim through camp using Athena’s Aegis ourselves. Monsters tend to conflate with systemic harm as adjacent to them, expressing shared qualities of generational trauma/stigma that are animalized (from our thesis statement):

To this, monsters have more in common than they do differences (and these differences generally are hard to pin down). In short, demons offer forbidden knowledge or power and can shapeshift; the undead were formally alive (or appear to have been) and generally feed in relation to trauma (concepts we’ll unpack at great length in Volume Two). As a kind of deathly theatre mask, something else that’s equally important to consider about demons and the undead (and which we’ll bring up through the entire book) is that animals embody the canonical language of power and resistance as something to camp through demonic and undead forms; i.e., stigma animals relayed through demonic BDSM and rituals of power expression and exchange that embody hunters and hunted, predators and prey that play out through the ongoing battles and wars of culture, of the mind, of sexuality and praxis as traumatized: marked for trauma or by trauma that parallel our green and purple doubles onscreen. […]

Predator-wise, the war dog can present as male or female, thus muzzled in ways that are correct, thus normal according to the status quo: the female war boss as correct-incorrect, but still a useful gatekeeper for the elite (a TERF, in other words). In this sense, you get paradoxes like the chimera as both a snake and a dog—with Medusa both a phallic woman and maneater who turns men to stone, and a specific kind of bitch that works for the state as a weaponized victim that is compared to multiple animals at the same time; she is both a snake-bitch, but manly in the theatrical sense due to her penetrative attacks, piercing stare and direct, aggressive behaviors. On some level, the Pavlovian ideal is conditioning for hunting behaviors that misuse congenital or maladaptive prey responses: the hunter becoming the hunted (or vice versa). This can be cis-het men seeking to abuse others to make their trauma stop thus feel safe, or women and token groups (source).

To this, Medusa is classically binarized, the “dark mother” with a good and bad side (exhibit 23a, above). The “Athenian” side produces a more human-looking Amazon that represents life; the wild side—an unmasked, “feral dog” Medusa—overtly associates with death, but also the ocean and the (often gross, alien) mysteries of the womb as hysterical: “rabid” female rage established by the female body’s natural reproductive functions being hounded and coerced by state forces; i.e., her “wandering” womb as venomous, but also a rebellious form of girl talk. I liken this to “back talk,” wherein the classic recipient of patriarchal abuse, the Medusa, angrily reflects her endless trauma and alienation back at state proponents using Athena’s Aegis. In short, she takes it back:

When Perseus slew the Medusa he did not—as commonly thought—put an end to her reign or destroy her terrifying powers. Afterwards, Athena embossed her shield with the Medusa’s head. The writhing snakes, with their fanged gaping mouths, and the Medusa’s own enormous teeth and lolling tongue were on full view. Athena’s aim was simply to strike terror into the hearts of men as well as reminding them of their symbolic debt to the imaginary castrating mother. And no doubt she knew what she was doing. After all, Athena was the great Mother-Goddess of the ancient world and according to ancient legend—the daughter of Metis, the goddess of wisdom, also known as the Medusa (source: The Monstrous-Feminine).

(artist: JL Seagull the Best)

In the past, I have stressed the Aegis as a counterterrorist weapon with revolutionary potential as a kind of “spectre of Marx”; i.e., when removed entirely from its state function, but also haunting it vengefully from the inside during all manner of inheritance anxieties; e.g., the Radiance from Hollow Knight (left) operating as an ancient queen, haunting the mind-like tombs of mere mortal men and eventually being banished back to Hell once hunted down and exposed by a male hunter inside his fallen master’s ruinous crypt (the entire game is effectively a prolonged, Gothic-style witch hunt meant to reclaim patriarchal territories: find the bared exposed power of the matriarch and stab her for exposing herself in immodest ways—in her melon-like tits as something they both freeze at and lack the language to effectively describe[5] while wanting to cut up and eat). Please keep this in mind as we continue through part one; i.e., the whore is something to police through mercenary force ludo-Gothic BDSM is known for camping (re: “Policing the Whore,” which returns to the Radiance and Hollow Knight, camping the witch hunt by testifying to the rape of the jailed Numinous).

Also remember that, aside from the Medusa, many ancient, Chthonic deities (meaning “of the underworld”) were inspired by the ocean as a vast place of mystery and death feared by superstitious men—especially lonely European sailors, who, while they probably wanted to fuck a mermaid or something similar, generally settled for each other or unlucky Indigenous peoples once the Americas were discovered. Indigenous rape occurs in relation to nature as something to dominate by proxy. To that, human rape historically happens far more than animal rape in a literal, zoophilic sense; in a figurative sense, the raping of nature is total. And if this distinction seems bizarre, it owes itself to the function of empire as brutal and all-consuming on both sides of the Imperial Core. So while demonologist Kevin Meares asserts Christopher Columbus once mistook a manatee for a mermaid (source: Quora), Columbus was a well-documented rapist, establishing sex-trafficking on an unprecedented, settler-colonial scale (source: Bad Empanada’s “The Truth About Columbus – Knowing Better Refuted,” 2020).

Columbus was arguably the father of settler colonialism, but America has since carried and continues to carry its genocides out to a much more successful degree. David Michael Smith writes in his introduction to Endless Holocausts: Mass Death in the History of the United States Empire (2023) how the extent to this degree is something that evolved into itself through a system built for exploitation from the start (excuse the three-page quote, but it’s vital writing so I want to include it):

That the United States is a colonialist and imperialist country—an empire—can hardly be questioned. The conquest and near-extermination of several hundred Indigenous nations by European and U.S. settlers provided the land on which the contiguous United States was built, and Native peoples continue to live in colonial conditions, deprived of sovereignty and self-determination. The United States also colonized Liberia, Alaska, Hawaii, Puerto Rico, Guam, the eastern Samoan Islands, the Philippines, the U.S. Virgin Islands, and the Northern Mariana Islands. Panama, which Washington carved out of Colombia to build a transoceanic canal, and Cuba were U.S. protectorates for decades. The United States recognized the independence of Liberia in 1847 and the Philippines in 1946 and admitted Alaska and Hawaii as states in 1959 but refused to relinquish the Panama Canal Zone until 1999 and still occupies forty-five square miles of land and water at Guantánamo Bay, Cuba. […]

In addition to its long history of conquest and colonization, the United States has always energetically exploited other peoples’ resources, markets, and labor. The enslaved labor of people of African descent fueled early U.S. economic development and the Industrial Revolution. By the 1820s, U.S. merchants were shipping opium from Turkey to China so they could sustain imports of tea, spices, porcelain, and nankeen. As Greg Grandin has noted, the Monroe Doctrine of 1823 “announced to European empires that Latin America fell under Washington’s exclusive sphere of influence.” In the mid-nineteenth century, the mounting need to export surplus products led the U.S. Empire to threaten and use violence against China, Japan, and Korea. In the last quarter of the century, intensifying industrial development and agricultural production contributed to unprecedented economic growth. By the 1890s, U.S. businesses were shipping steel, iron, oil, and agricultural machinery to foreign markets, and the export of capital had begun. During that decade, the United States replaced Britain as the world’s largest economy. In 1895, Secretary of State Richard Olney, referring to South America, claimed that “the United States is sovereign on this continent.” In stark contrast, after acquiring most of Spain’s colonies in 1898, the United States demanded an “Open Door” for U.S. trade and investment in China and did not even consult its government.

The U.S. Empire’s imperatives of expansion and accumulation have dramatically grown in the era of modern imperialism, and so has its exploitation of the resources, markets, and labor of people in other countries. As Grandin has explained, in the early decades of the twentieth century “American corporations and financial houses came to dominate the economies of Mexico, the Caribbean, Central America, as well as large parts of South America.” To protect its investments and promote its interests, the empire militarily intervened in the Mexican Revolution of 1910 and invaded and occupied Nicaragua, Haiti, and the Dominican Republic. / Industry, agriculture, and trade grew significantly when the United States funded and armed, and then joined the Entente Powers during the First World War. Afterward, the United States invaded Soviet Russia, supported the Guomindang regime in China, and welcomed European fascism as a bulwark against communism—entering the Second World War only because the Axis powers threatened its own imperialist interests. By 1945, the United States had become the wealthiest and most powerful empire in the world. Since then, the imperium has vigorously sought to obtain the oil, strategic materials, and other resources it requires and to keep, in the words of Harry Magdoff, “as much as possible of the world open for trade and investment by the giant multinational corporations.”

[photograph insertion, mine; source: The Digital Collections of WWII Museum’s “Mushroom Cloud over Nagasaki, Japan, 9 August 1945”]

These imperatives led to unrelenting confrontation with the Soviet Union and other socialist states—at horrific human expense. The later collapse of most of these states, which occurred partly because of U.S. actions over the decades, made the world a more dangerous place as the empire found itself to be the sole superpower and moved to establish its presence in those and other lands. Since 1945, the United States has fought devastating large-scale wars in Korea, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, Iraq (twice), and Afghanistan. It has launched proxy wars on four continents, routinely attacked countries, overthrown and installed governments, destroyed popular movements, assassinated foreign leaders, engaged in economic sabotage, and supported its allies’ violent domestic repression and acts of war against other nations. The only country to ever use atomic bombs, the United States has deployed nuclear weapons around the world, developed ominous plans “to win a nuclear war,” and brought humanity to the brink of nuclear holocaust on several occasions. Today, the empire has a network of client states encompassing about 40 percent of the world’s countries, about eight hundred foreign military bases, and more than 200,000 military personnel and contractors deployed in about 140 countries. But the rise of China, the return of Russia, and the mounting economic, social, and political crises [e.g., foreign plots and crises of masculinity, below] at home make clear that the United States’ “unipolar moment” is already fading (source).

(artist: Stacy Cay)

All systems die, changing into others. Communism allows for this change and prepares for it in non-heteronormative ways—i.e., that reflect on alienation and genocide through mirrors of what the state normally abjects and what queer communities celebrate; Capitalism tries to prevent this, forcing gender-non-conforming persons to the margins (or assimilating them); and both sides utilize the basics through workers to achieve oppositional goals. Said opposition is palpable, for instance, when masculinity and Capitalism are in crisis by perceived “abominations” and progressions away from the colonial binary towards a postcolonial outcome (above), as well as campy dialogs that push back against state abuse; i.e., pitting ludo-Gothic BDSM against harmful notions of sexuality and gender (e.g., this hilariously Austenian 2023 [source tweet] conversation between Professor Grace Lavery and a bigot potentially confusing Lavery with the author for Detransition Baby, 2021). Though not exclusively female, nature-as-female is a common monomyth scapegoat, including its mythological forms parsed by outdated psychoanalytical models; re: Creed vis-à-vis Freud, and Kristeva. Outdated or not, the Medusa remains Creed’s chosen source of cis female rage and patriarchal fear in The Monstrous-Feminine.

To her credit—initially catalyzed by Freud’s essay “Medusa’s Head” (1922) and the patriarchal bogeywoman, the Archaic Mother—Creed’s characterization of Medusa is post-Freudian to some extent. Again, Creed stresses the weapon-like power of the Aegis as a means of paralyzing men, but leaves much room for improvement (re: my thesis quote, exhibit 23a) insofar as Marxist, intersectional solidarity is concerned; i.e., seeking to explore cis women beyond their universal portrayal as victims in Western canon: their monstrous, “ancient” function standing in during Amazonomachia, or brushes with Amazon pastiche, to mask Communism as a rising way of life during the beginnings of Capitalism’s decline a mere century after the US rose to geopolitical prominence in 1890. Creed appears to make up for it in her follow-up book, The Return of the Monstrous-Feminine, but only seems to have done so thirty years later. It’s a bit tardy (typical of cis women who aren’t feeling the pressure [and pain] of state abuses to the same degree as gender-non-conforming people).

In canonical terms, this sexist hauntology has endured well into the present, with women being the chaos dragon that “needs” to be slain according to Jung’s mythic structure (a model still upheld by Jordan Peterson today and many other “great” men besides). In terms of Cala Maria from Cuphead (exhibit 23a, 2017), Maria embodies the outer “beautiful form” until provoked. Then she unfurls her penis-like snakes, presenting them to the hero to petrify them (the game’s original protagonists being coded as male). Her genderqueer transformation—as with other examples of the Medusa like Giger’s xenomorph or Géricault’s raft (exhibit 23b, below)—invoke the Archaic Mother as a recursive, gender-non-conforming nightmare borne out of the pre-Civilized, pre-enlightened, primordial past as female, feminine, and furious at Capitalism and fascism having resulted from Cartesian hegemony long after Athens fucked off (though, like Rome, it never fully left). To prove their own dominance, lest they turn to stone like scared little children, heteronormative heroes must either kill Medusa, putting her down like a disobedient bitch; or weaponize her gaze against[6] enemies of the state. But Medusa still wins in the end because her killers invariably go mad and eventually die, turning to stone themselves (state shift being the last laugh of Mother Nature).

(exhibit 23b: Artist: Théodore Géricault; model and artist: Mischievous Kat and Persephone van der Waard. Again, though not exclusively female, nature-as-female [or at least monstrous-feminine] has women and feminized minorities treated like food under Cartesian models. Géricault’s “Raft of the Medusa” [1818] was a commentary on real-world atrocities tied to industrial norms and covered up by the elite, which his painting vividly depicts while also breaking racialized boundaries through camp of a serious sort. In the process, he showcases the solidarity-in-struggle of a diverse group of survivors, trying to be heard amid bourgeois attempts from the French Monarchy to silence workers and save face [while struggling to maintain settler-colonialism’s harvesting of nature].

In keeping with ludo-Gothic BDSM as simply the act of playing with power in Gothic language to punch up with, mid-camp, the concept of worker isolation and solidarity under harsh, capitalized conditions is, indeed, a common Marxist fixture; i.e., under capitalist oppression—one which my own drawing deliberately marries to transgressive sexuality and queer subversion, framing the Medusa: as a fat, intensely awesome GNC creature of the vast depths, not a ship. As she and her animalistic [chimeric] trauma rise to the surface through erotic pleasure and monstrous, genderqueer expression during ludo-Gothic BDSM, my instructional aim is to venerate everything through the combined, sex-positive labor of workers unified against the abuses of Capitalism then and now.

Much like Géricault’s original piece, there’s a debatable presence of anger and unheard frustration amid the basic visual pattern and its playtime, but also rebellion as a constructive rage against the machine; i.e., rebellious subterfuge and perceptive pastiche as a transgressive, pre-fascist [Gothic] means of proletarian praxis whereupon resistance and power exchange “share the floor.” Time is a circle and the bugbears of yesterday haunt everyone during the debate. As they should; cryptomimesis comments on fascism as something to expose through Gothic displacement; i.e., pre-fascist ghosts of the counterfeit that whisper its continuation in the present space and time.)

Beyond Medusa, abjection more broadly is a form of settler-colonial menticide codified into a linguo-material status quo—i.e., what its canonical gargoyles stand for and how heteronormative society conversely stands for them in response: manufactured consent. Historically, Patriarchal Capitalism makes white cis-het men the most privileged worker class, those most prone to class betrayal and lying (and the most afraid of death): universal “heroes” or “protectors.” Everything else is alienated or abused, either a victim or persecuted monster to varying degrees (usually on a hierarchy of descending privilege—with white women closer to “the top/civilization” [and Simone Beauvoir claiming “other” for cis-het white women] but still closer to nature than men are, and intersections of queer people, people of color, disabled people and/or the mentally ill closer to the bottom, along with non-human animals and nature).

To this, canonical praxis treats iconic monsters like Medusa as challenges to overcome in defense of the state—literal dragons to slay or things to keep hidden, locked up like a secret peril or damsel in a tower (with the ones that dare to try and escape compared to dragons, shamed as sluts, or blamed for their own murders—re: the madwoman in the attic, exhibit 21c1); iconoclastic praxis treats monsters as language to reclaim, exposing the systemic, settler-colonial trauma committed by assigned “heroes” behaving like sex-coercive monsters against their coercively demonized and abused victims—e.g., “monstrous” witches being burned at the stake by the creepy, self-righteous and utterly horrible Puritans. Once reclaimed, iconoclastic monsters become problems for Capitalism to “solve”—an abusive system that nevertheless employs the same poetic language to try and hide its own exploitation of workers, demonizing them while robbing them of their rights, wages and literal time as laborers. This becomes the thing to gossip about/with, through monsters as canonical or campy forms of theatre that play and perform power as a means of interrogating trauma—often in relation to trauma as lived, but also generationally inherited; i.e., through class nightmares that are, for those trapped inside the state of exception, just another day that escapes notice for those outside of these brutal zones; e.g., the Kashmiris of the Kashmir Valley who, Tariq Ali et al write in Kashmir: The Case for Freedom (2011), “the valley of Kashmir now hosts the biggest, bloodiest, and most obscure military occupation in the world” (cited and summarized in GDF’s “How Kashmiris Got So Good At Smoking Indian Soldiers,” 2024).

In terms of raising class/culture awareness and intelligence through the Gothic mode and ludo-Gothic BDSM liberating the whore to have their revenge against profit , Medusa is an incredibly ubiquitous example; one that speaks to trauma in our own lives, she readily comments on commonplace struggles of AFAB workers, but also those perceived as monstrous-feminine at large (which extends to “incorrect” AMAB persons and intersex people). Throughout the rest of the book, then, we’ll of course consider gender trouble in relation to historically ironic (from the Western heteronormative perspective) biological factors; e.g., trans women being seen as “false women” for a distinct lack of female sex organs, but also as “non-men” who fail to perform with their male sex organs and gender roles as essentially indiscrete; i.e., in the ways expected of them by the state (which essentializes human biology insofar as sex and gender are, for them, one-in-the-same).

For the moment, though, I want to examine an aspect of misogyny that classically female monsters like Medusa historically represent in Western culture: biological reproduction and animalization.

Whether cis or not, all workers are sexualized and of nature. However, AFABs are closer to nature in the sense that they have bodily functions they cannot avoid and which the state wants to control and chattelize by having them bear children and identify around this fact. To this, AFAB people are forced, to some extent, to identify as women—the identity generally being tied to their reproductive functions as systemically exploited and viewed as abject by patriarchal forces. By this same token, sexist cis-het men are simultaneously attracted to and repulsed by the vagina and what comes out of it (except their own semen, which they love): babies, period blood of various consistencies, and yeast infections. Pee (and female ejaculate) don’t actually exit the vagina but many men think both do; men also incorrectly call the woman’s pussy her “vagina,” denying her sexual pleasure outright by ignoring the clitoris, labia, and vulva while emphasizing her reproductive functions as compelled for the state’s continued existence—i.e., a broodmare thereof, kept stupid, powerless and dumb (as well as her children, implying a cycle of feudalized rape to keep the patrilineal bloodline “strong”).

The simple fact is that patriarchal men fear women—but also AFABs in general alongside male and intersex monstrous-feminine during ludo-Gothic BDSM—because heteronormative canon frames female bodies, periods and PMS as mythically terrifying to men fearful of past revenge hinted at by camp: something that must be contained or else. The UK’s Royal College of Nursing states that “Women have long been seen as at the mercy of their biology”—with doctors having called “hysteria” (female madness) “wandering womb” for millennia (2021). However, hysteria was also a convenient excuse to kick modern women out of the American workplace, post-WW2 (exhibit 3a1). This goes well beyond factory work, with computers being a socialized, female field until it was colonized by men—culminating with neoliberal dickheads like Bill Gates privatizing operating system softwares that were largely open-source for decades (Another Slice’s “King Of Neoliberalism,” 2020); forgetting computers, the entire STEM field currently is systemically sexist[7] according to the Society for Women Engineers (2021) and has been since the Enlightenment/Cartesian Revolution.

Relegated to the realms of women’s work, female workers often see life and death in ways male workers do not: as intertwined, but also integral to female bodies in ways that are generally controlled uniquely to women as workers. Yet it’s something that Capitalism can’t alienate entirely from women, but can frame as monstrous by dehumanizing the whole reproductive process and making all aspects of female labor somehow tied to reproduction and female biology (which, again, ties into gender-non-conformity and trans, non-binary and intersex peoples): women are monsters who must be dominated to preserve the species’ current arrangement.

Enslaved to childbirth as a privatized system of compelled labor that reduces mothers to breeding vats, AFABs experience death in stages generally ignored by cis-het men, because cis-het men will not experience these things directly in relation to themselves (versus GNC persons, who regardless of their biology can be labeled as monstrous-feminine). Indeed, bourgeois-inclined men only care about those children most “useful” to the state: the cherished son as a would-be father, husband, soldier, doctor, philosopher, patriarch, politician, Caesar, etc; the daughter as a wife, bride, or aforementioned broodmare (a much more narrow role). To cater to men in this respect, women must face more than simply period blood and menstrual cramps, but miscarriages, stillborn babies, postpartum depression and various other things that make them feel possessed by their own bodies and sex organs as hijacked by the state. They become animalized, but also goaded into abusive dialogs that pit them against other women in marginalized circles; e.g., “I am woman, hear me roar” at trans people, not the state.

We’ve discussed animalization throughout our thesis argument in Volume Zero, which we’ve cited here as well. Animalization isn’t strictly a negative insofar as class and culture war are concerned. On the state side of things, though, sexual reproduction becomes systemically compelled, but also mirrored by horror canon shouting, “childbirth is abject!” from American rooftops for decades. It becomes its own form of gossip that harbors a great deal of genuine anger, monsters, and camp on both sides of oppositional praxis. But on the state side of things, the aesthetics of rebel culture become subordinate, thus complicit in state aims—with furious Medusa archetypes and subjugated Hippolytas triangulating against state enemies; e.g., GNC women as bad animals and cis-queer women (and cis-het feminists) being “good bitches” for the state; i.e., TERFs. While this abjecting of animalized workers is common in female human workers, and while people who menstruate/give birth are generally treated like chattel for their reproductive capabilities, our own gossip, monsters and camp also need to consider the needs (and ironies) of non-human animals as well and how we relate back and forth.

Before we move onto George O’Keefe as someone who expressed her own rebellion relayed in natural forms, let’s quickly consider the plights of animals and nature as something to acknowledge.

The paradox of the pedagogy of the oppressed is that animals cannot talk, so we must listen to them through our own performances of them as a means of identifying with their oft-silent struggles; we must speak for them by identifying with them. For these reasons, the struggle of animals might not always seem obvious at first glance. Capitalism, for example, is marginally kinder to dogs and cats and other non-human, “pet”-type animals (especially chonkers and lomgbois), and (as my thesis argument explored at length) tends to valorize these qualities when applying them to humans who serve the state. The same goes for various hunting animals, beasts of burden or chattel; i.e., valuable, lucrative property that you’re not supposed to have sex with (though if patriarchal men could have babies with animals, they undoubtedly would). However, excluding specialists speaking out for their favorite critter (entomologists stanning for bees or mantids, for example), a collective push should be made to see all animals in a more positive light, not just the cute ones; i.e., how Capitalism exploits the natural world by citing non-human animals as useful or not according to the bourgeoisie and what they “own” through structural, positional, and material advantage. It’s important, because it affects humans, too, insofar as we’re compared to animals all the time.

As YouTube creators like Ze Frank or Casual Geographic demonstrate, humor and slang serve these humanizing aims, code-switching between science, comedy and myth to reclaim stigma animals (and their associate human pariahs by proxy); i.e., in the minds of a casual audience bred on theatrical clichés (while still, both of them, essentially being white moderates/token liberals who refuse to critique Capitalism on their large channels). Anti-animal sentiment overlaps with human stigmas; e.g., anti-dog sentiment in Isle of Dogs (2018) being a canine cryptonym for “rabid” Japanese eco-fascism (which we’ll briefly touch on here before returning to in Volume Three) and Imperial outrage: segregation, immiseration, persecution, and genocide adjacent to real-world assassinations like that of Inejiro Asanuma by right-wing ultranationalist, Otoya Yamaguchi:

(photographer: Yasushi Nagao)

Gothic Communism is holistic and its means of camp during ludo-Gothic BDSM must include “stigma animals” (and the marginalized peoples associated with them; e.g., Medusa and snakes; Drow and spiders) as symbols to rescue (which “Call of the Wild” shall do, in the Demon Module):

Even some dogs and cats[8] are stigmatized, or rabbits, for being stupid and weak (a concept we’ve already discussed and will look more into at the end of Chapter Four/start of Chapter Five in Volume Three, exhibit 100a5). For example, so-called “bad dogs” overlap with the deliberate weaponizing of real/robot dogs tied to national fervor and anti-intellectual, xenophobic behaviors; e.g., Isle of Dogs‘ complex blending of Japanese media with anti-vaxxing and isolationism (exhibit 24a, below).

In the film, these happen in spite of an existing vaccine in order to perpetuate fear and dogma versus the fallibility of the state despite its widespread abuses, general skullduggery and master/slave, dynastic-familial posturing through propaganda as righteous and “invincible”: “Brains have been washed, wheels have been greased, fear has been mongered.” Amid this, the narrative makes room for humanized narratives with animal personas: the lady and the tramp, but also a boy and his dog tied to larger geopolitics parodied as “cat-and-dog” hysteria. So-called “dogs of war,” then, historically take on a literally meaning through warrior pups that have since become lost to history as nightmarish, Baskerville-style hell hounds trained to do Capitalism’s dirty work (Unknown5’s “The Man-Eating Spanish War Dogs That Crushed the Aztecs,” 2023).

Such anthropomorphic stories can be useful to bridging gaps within geopolitical divides and radically different political stances during oppositional praxis. For instance, while Jadis was inarguably a stone-cold biznatch, they absolutely adored stigma animals. Indeed, it was their most endearing quality and something I very much enjoyed about them; it was also how they identified, worshipping the wasp and performing as “wasp” through BDSM analogs. The same idea applies to cats and dogs, but also the living and the dead, the animate and the inanimate. Dogs can be disposed of, and ghost or zombie dogs can bridge the gap between the colony and colonized, sacred and profane, trickster and tricked, etc, during liminal expressions that—through ludo-Gothic BDSM—often have deep ties to nature as a profoundly alien experience that must be reclaimed:

(exhibit 24a: Artist, top-left: Persephone van der Waard; top-middle: Tommypocket; top-right: Neal D. Anderson; bottom-left: source, modeled after Katsushika Hokusai’s “The Great Wave off Kanagawa”; bottom-right: Gobifrip. Eco-friendly art is predicated on artists, including poets, being in touch with nature by identifying with it through animals; e.g., the “inhumanist” poet, Robinson Jeffers. Often there’s a pastoral element, connected with fishing or tourism in medieval/pre-Capitalist depictions of peacetime and demilitarization.)

(exhibit 24b: Artist, far-top-left: George Roux; top-middle-left: unknown; top-middle-right: Escape Pearly; top-far-right: Georgia O’Keefe; bottom-far-left: unknown; bottom-middle-right: Takato Yamamoto; bottom-far-right: H. R. Giger.)

Reversing abjection during ludo-Gothic BDSM is a liminal proposition, and compounds through intersecting liminalities amid an animalized Gothic. As the manifesto explored, this applies to Capitalism’s continuation as a menticidal system towards workers, which can be reversed through remediated praxis; i.e., pastiche, whose campy monsters can potentially introduce “perceptive” parody, ironic gender trouble and constructive anger, etc, in opposition to DARVO and other state tactics of control. Vis-à-vis the paradox of violence, terror and hellish bodily expression, the potential for resistance to state abuse is always present, but must be realized through de facto good education that raises awareness, intelligence, empathy and understanding through the Gothic mode. This requires gossip, monsters and camp, which require the other interrelating devices (our creative successes, the Six Rs, etc). Round and round.

This symposium has already touched on liminality in one form of pastiche (re: Velma pastiche, exhibit 22); Capitalism more broadly results in a series of paradoxes and conflicts captured in Gothic pastiche at large, often through poetic thresholds. Their crossing includes not just monstrous surfaces, but their lairs’ parallel space as liminal-by-design; i.e., built to be moved through. Said motion encapsulates a crossing of social (often taboo) barriers through occupation and movement inside; re: Bakhtin’s chronotopes (with Gothic chronotopes being especially “heavy” in terms of historical-material time, thus trauma, as felt concentrically within the scenic decay of a given space-time narrative: its historical, but also hauntological [nostalgic] signature). Once ventured, these “routes” can be retaken for entirely different reasons depending on how one leans socio-politically as continuously informed and challenged by the material world and vice versa; i.e., ergodic motion, whereupon these same routes have already been taken (and remade) time again and time again. What Luis Borges called “The Circular Ruin” (1940) or “Garden of the Forking Paths” (1941) also applies to the cultural attitudes assigned to chronotopes’ occupants, familiars, creators, and homes.

(artist: Jamie Lee Curtis)

Women, for example, become alien as a status and location whose time and place are complicated by societal bias during uneven mistreatment and estrangement in professional roles; e.g., within acting as something whose pedagogy of the oppressed becomes regularly denied to anyone whose mother isn’t cinematic royalty (which Jamie Lee Curtis’ mother was). Alienated within or removed from society (“‘woman is other’ symbolizing chaos and darkness, a priori” vs “society others women and relegates them to darkness”) or otherwise concealed from in-groups, the result is constant female displacement and dissociation; i.e., through the ghost of the counterfeit’s process of abjection, which throws women off of and away from society’s half-real, imaginary forms that, in turn, bleed back into daily life. She becomes alien, as does nature and her in relation to it; e.g., Samus Aran, but really any heroine, insofar as Gothic treatments of women are difficult to escape in popular media/real life. The point of ludo-Gothic BDSM is to conceptualize this through play as going beyond what we might think “women” even means; i.e., as something to abject, including by tokenized agents policing nature as monstrous-feminine, thus not automatically female.

At times, a setting and its inhabitants synonymize to some degree. For example, Georgia O’Keefe was a “monster” (a gay[9] woman) painting “flowers” (vaginas, 24b) in ways that allowed her to express herself as freely as she felt comfortable in her time period, but whose resultant tableau implied the artist behind the canvas through non-humanoid, nature-themed abstractions—flowers. Giger likewise straddled the fence between the living and the dead (exhibit 24b)—the sacred and the profane—to subversively convey the symbolic body as erotically “biomechanical,” a retro-future “vice character” recreating old medieval ideas “discovered” by his surreal portfolio, then shown to Ridley Scott by Dan O’Bannon, who facilitated the ideas through Alien, which FOX distributed, selling the entire thing to 1979 America and eventually the rest of the world in various figurative and literal copycats. Like Medusa, the flower-as-feminine or xenomorph as monstrous-feminine frame nature as alien, insofar as we no longer recognize our connection to it, but also abject (displace and disassociate) settler-colonial abuse elsewhere, onto an “other” being in an “other” place: some combination of women, plant life, stigma animals, Indigenous life, and queerness in a spatial arrangement that conveys and houses them. This is the framework that ludo-Gothic BDSM eventually seeks to camp at all, requiring the objects of camp be bottled, first: an invigilation to work within.

(artist: Rocky Schenck)

To that, Giger might seem more overtly monstrous than O’Keefe, but the paradoxes of power and play were on full display in both their galleries’ liminal expressions. In turn, these expressed shared ideas about the surreal and the feminine as something to portray in relation to nature as a battleground of Gothic ideas, of which the human body is but one. The feminine/female form as monstrous-feminine could be readily be expressed by Giger’s drug-addled gimp suit as oversaturated with overt, corrupt expressions of psychosexual trauma; but O’Keefe’s own body was—bare and exposed—equally inhuman and forbidden in the eyes of those who might see her younger, openly queer self as something to stare at while thinking of things associated with darkness, nature, sin and vice, etc: Grendel’s mother but also her lake, and the flowers surrounding it that “weaker” individuals associate with soft feminine things, which the “strong” insist are hiding untold terrors; i.e., the kiss of death; e.g., the “blossom” blooming boldly between O’Keefe’s legs:

(exhibit 24c1: Nude photos of O’Keefe taken by Alfred Stieglitz—all but one, of Ellen Morton that male art critic, Alex Waterhouse-Hayward, mistook for O’Keefe because of Stieglitz’ conditional patronage of O’Keefe and its legacy of “controlled vice” that O’Keefe would challenge for the rest of her life; likewise, Hayward would be burdened with a hermeneutic “blind spot,” tending to favor men and male interpretations of things; i.e., exhibit 24d1.)

In other words, Gothic abstractions intersect in highly dreamlike and chimeric ways, which—in the absence of emergent play during ludo-Gothic—become stuck, dogmatic (which the abjection process is). Already male-dominated, the entire struggle of a nature-oriented, sexually descriptive dialectic was hardly ground-breaking by 1979 (when O’Keefe’s flowers were old news). As a Pygmalion chain of visual facilitation—from Giger to O’Bannon to Scott to FOX—the sequence had a love-hate treatment of female nudity as monstrous, occurring through liminal expression during oppositional praxis. Whereas Giger’s xenomorph (exhibit 24b/50b/51/60c and many more) is a liminal being tied to Gothic hysteria and the necrotic, murderous “womb space” as an unstable, escaped slave, the viewing of the creature’s Numinous power brought home to empire from a perceived “elsewhere” extends to male art critics stupidly conditioned to think of women as monstrous in sex-coercive ways (exhibit 24d1, Hayward). O’Keefe’s own nudity was liminal in the same respect, and generally in relation to “ancient” spaces, which Giger’s Gothic-surreal poetics conveyed: caves, lakes, darkness and the underground (exhibit 24d1).

Through informed, dialectical-material study, their doubled condition highlights functional similarities amid cosmetic differences. Brought to light, both are exposed to Cartesian assaults. However, O’Keefe was “vulnerable” (as this 2023 article by Ayanna Dozier puts it) because society made her so in relation to heteronormativity and its enforcers’ constant policing of nature-as-alien: women as beings of nature, hence alien themselves minus Giger’s male privilege, but also his bizarre creation’s animalistic, Amazonian defenses (teeth, claws, armored skin, a phallic ovipositor and “concentrated acid for blood”). However, O’Keefe—like the xenomorph—was also incredibly subversive, brave and free to experiment and try new things within financial constraints. The same applies to anyone perceived as monstrous-feminine, including other women experimenting with nude photography during O’Keefe’s lifetime; e.g., Ergy Landau (source: Rob Baker’s “The Nudes of Hungarian Photographer, Ergy Landau,” 2023):

(exhibit 24c2: Photographer and model: Ergy Landau. Her fascination with nude women gathered around water feels similar to Milton’s “narcissistic Eve[10]” loving her own reflection instead of her God-ordained husband, Adam. This, unto itself, is ludo-Gothic BDSM: playing with mirrors and one’s place in a predetermined order beyond what said order dictates unto an unruly extended being.)

From Pygmalion into the present, such Galatean bodies (female or not) are incredibly controlled, even amid perceived liberation. O’Keefe’s husband, Stieglitz, was not only 24 years older than O’Keefe; he also provided financial support, arranging for a residence and place for her to paint in New York in 1918. During their marriage, Stieglitz took hundreds of nude photos of O’Keefe when she was young. O’Keefe lived to be nearly a hundred. In 1978, eight years before her death, O’Keefe remarked, “When I look over the photographs Stieglitz took of me—some of them more than sixty years ago—I wonder who that person is. It is as if in my one life I have lived many lives” (source: Hilton Kramer’s “Stieglitz’s ‘Portrait Of O’Keeffe’ at Met”). Furthermore, Stieglitz’ provisions had strings that have to be reflected on—reflections on reflections of reflections (calm yourself, Borges).

For example, as male art critic Alex Waterhouse-Hayward himself remarks in “Ellen Morton, Georgia O’Keefe & Anne Brigman” (2018):

In 1987 on my first trip to New York, I saw a photograph [of Ellen Morton] at MOMA that impressed me and which I have not forgotten. Other variations of the above photograph say Stieglitz’s subject was Georgia O’Keeffe.

It came to mind on Saturday night when I was reading the Sunday New York Times […] I read a fine essay on almost-forgotten American photographer Ann Brigman written by Rebecca Kleinman.

What took me back to that photograph of Georgia O’Keeffe taken by Alfred Stieglitz was this quote:

She never really fit in [with] Stieglitz’s salon and city, seeking a breath of fresh air in Maine. He brought the theories of Havelock Ellis, the founder of modern sexology, that linked artists’ works and their sexuality, particularly concerning female artists. But eroticizing nudes wasn’t [Brigman’s] thing. Brigman went back to the West Coast for good, and Stieglitz eventually fulfilled his Pygmalion fantasy with the more compliant O’Keefe (source).

Regardless, O’Keefe’s infamous depictions by Stieglitz not only effaced other women and their own self-made attempts at nudity at the time—re: Landau and Morton; they were something she had to escape through her own “monstrous” work, but also reflect on later in life by quoting for interviewers about her own body of work as alien (or works taken with her as the subject to be captured by men). This wasn’t always immediately transformative, but it did happen as a means of play that—through workers after O’Keefe—would draw inspiration from someone working within the confines of their own present. Camp is relative, ergo ludo-Gothic BDSM as a means of camp.

For example, early in her life—post-marriage but for the rest of their lives together—the relationship between Stieglitz and O’Keefe, writes O’Keefe biographer Benita Eisler in O’Keeffe And Stieglitz: An American Romance (1993), was “a collusion […] a system of deals and trade-offs, tacitly agreed to and carried out, for the most part, without the exchange of a word. Preferring avoidance to confrontation on most issues, O’Keeffe was the principal agent of collusion in their union” (source). She “topped from the bottom,” in other words.

Moreover, this occurred as much through abstractions of herself—her flowers, but also things associated with parallel dialogs focused on shared abstractions that might seem totally different and yet concern a Gothic dialogic’s Wisdom of the Ancients. Coded and recoded through a shared aesthetics but also psychopraxis, the appearance of things belonging to this Wisdom is far less important than what they signify in relation to marginalized elements of nature applied to workers: the female and the feminine as monstrous and fetishized in ways historically unkind to anyone who isn’t a cist-het (and later white, Christian) man. The evocation of the cave becomes an affront to canon, but also a violent, fetishistic opera whose spaces of darkness, terror and rape allow the historically marginalized to reclaim their voice through the self-same tools of terror, bodies and violence. Trauma and power becomes things to associate with, and communicate through, nature as feral, hungry and feminine:

(exhibit 24d1: Photographer/model: Ann Brigman‘s “Cleft of the Rock” [c. 1907]. Photographer, bottom-middle: John McNairn [2021]; right: Jeff Dunas [1954]. Women and caves/rocky structures remain a tremendous fixture of classical art that has survived out of the oldest English written works—Grendel’s mother’s underwater cave in Beowulf—into photography and beyond [“Women getting stuck to rocks is the top-two greatest hobby of all time!” says Hannah Gadsby of male-authored classical art]. Regarding “The Cleft of the Rock,” Hayward writes, “There are some that believe that Brigman’s photograph above represents a vulva in the same way that O’Keeffe’s paintings of flowers do. I am not so sure.” Yeah, right; says the guy with dick-colored glasses, who mistook Ellen Morton for O’Keefe. More to the point, iconoclastic art extends to iconoclastic interpretations of art as something to teach to sexist men like Hayward. He’s right on the cusp; you gotta drive that point home, right into the brain—to [and this is a Plato pun] decolonize the female “cave” and lead him out of the allegorical [man-brain] cave. However, this takes practice, and often intermingles between men and women working together in unfair systems to say something unsaid; e.g., Neil Marshall’s 2005, “I am woman, hear me roar!” feminism of The Descent devoting much of its screen time to alienating and killing everything in sight.

The taming of the female cave as “the womb of nature” is something we’ll return to in Volume Two, when we look at Francis Bacon’s spearheading of the Cartesian Revolution as responsible for gendering nature as something to conquer by men and tokenized women; i.e., to rape.)

Such education requires an awareness from the student imbibing the lesson. Despite O’Keefe “holding the reins,” for example, she still negotiated (wordlessly by the sound of things) from a position of material disadvantage. Likewise, the existence of canonical gargoyles’ and their ubiquitous presence (the egregore and the chronotope) is gaslit then-and-now by those who keep the power of such things for themselves in favor of state arrangements: “monsters aren’t real” remaining a frustratingly common, if generally supercilious, expression of so-called “guy talk.”

For one, it relegates descriptively sexual/gendered bodies to the void of total image death, but also abjects the idea that sex workers can even negotiate with their bodies to begin with; i.e., to reshape how they are viewed through art in ways that decolonize the Superstructure, re-visualizing bourgeois egregores as sexually descriptive according to humanizing narratives; e.g., the undead/demonic egregore as animalized in ways that treat them as the stuff of dreams, but also the natural world (and feral, primal sex) as increasingly legendary (and rare) under a Capitalist-Realist mindset: the unicorn.

(artist: Zuru Ota)

We’re not talking about equine, horn-headed things, here, but an availability of sex known to a closer bond with nature as freed from Cartesian, heteronormative bondage. Over time, iconoclastic depictions of unicorns become valuable to Gothic Communists through their humanized, unexploited labor enjoyed by all those participating. As something to synthesize in socio-material terms, their representees can become autonomous, helping them escape chattelization by horny men; i.e., those who crave a willing and compartmentalized third—often a bisexual woman, but in reality extending to any effeminate receiver regardless of their sex (e.g., twinks)—to sleep with him and his complicit wife (or vice versa). This isn’t a fluke, but canonically advertised and sold incessantly to heteronormative couples all the time.

Cis bias remains. While Emile Lavinia of Cosmopolitan writes on “how to survive [unicorn season]” (2022),

A unicorn, quite simply, is a person who hooks up with couples – the key component of a threesome. Unicorns might be looking for a one off or something regular. […] A unicorn can be a person of any orientation or gender and there’s no right way to have a threesome or be a unicorn (source).

she focuses on bisexual women who unicorn:

Some women love to unicorn and others find it frustrating and frankly disrespectful having to field proposals from couples looking for a third throughout the colder months. Bisexual women have a long history of being fetishized and viewed as sex objects by heterosexuals (ibid.)

As the remainder of part one shall stress, Lavinia’s fixation on the bisexual female experience can be expanded on by trans, intersex and non-binary artists like Eldritch Babe and myself (exhibit 24d2) through iconoclastic Gothic poetics (which Volume Three shall likewise focus on; e.g., exhibits 87a and 101b). To this, O’Keefe was far less overt than Giger was, but plenty of artists portray the fetishization of the human feminine in far more open terms that point back to her vaginal, gently alien flowers. This doesn’t preclude sex positivity at all, provided the poetic context—and the instructional means of interrogating and negotiating trauma and power through paradox and play—are actively present. A “rose” by any other name can still function as a rose towards liberatory aims, especially when its viewed as monstrous, magical, and out-of-this-world (re: “Red Scare“):

(artist: Sasha Khmel)

Gothic Communism, then, seeks to highlight the dangers of “monsters aren’t real” as apophenic conspiracy—one that that smugly calls iconoclastic art and interpretations of it as “totally random” (apophenia meaning to see “patterns” in random data). Proponents of capital will discredit us, but also use and abuse us to enrich themselves through bad play. Such bad-faith instruction becomes something to beware, including how Capitalism commodifies our own trauma and pedagogy through ludo-Gothic BDSM as shackled to profit (and Capitalist Realism). This, on its own, is already a complicit cryptonym that conceals the Capitalist atrocities that sex-positive artists are desperately trying to suggest when they create seemingly random bonds using ostentatious Gothic language (or other artists taking what they see and riffing off it, or other artists like me making a collage of art, of art, of art). Not only does calling it “random” take away artist voices by making their work seem “fake”; but doing so utterly misses the forest for the trees connecting all of us in grander statements across space and time. It doesn’t matter whether anything “real” (an actual, literal vampire) is connected to them or not; material depictions of monsters (or things historically framed as monsters) very much do exist and furthermore, have deep-seated social-sexual anxieties and trauma attached to workers exploited under Capitalism.

The pedagogy of the oppressed relies on monsters to gossip about, thus prevent rape by placing it in quotes; i.e., camping its usual aliens. To avoid an abject, Foucauldian torture loop, iconoclastic monsters must be more than art, but emotionally/Gothically intelligent artists that reverse-abject the entire structural blueprint back into domesticated spheres, flaunting dark flowers, Satanic unicorns, and biomechanical demigods for the purposes of communicating trauma and preventing its actualization in the future. Meanwhile, “undead/demonic” workers with the mythical booties, thick thighs, buxom breasts, and tight li’l pussies—they’re the zombie unicorns who fuck to metal and possess a mythical, uncanny ability to shrewdly negotiate with those things in order to sleep with whomever they damn-well choose; i.e., to tame the rapacious tendencies in sexist Man-Box consumers through appreciative, mutually consensual peril: “Fuck me like this, in this outfit, the way I want as we agreed upon (we’ll explore BDSM negotiation much more in Volume Three, Chapter Three). By extension, these autonomous, BDSM-savvy workers permit whoever they want to draw them or photograph them as based on emotionally/Gothically intelligent boundaries (what Gamma Ray inadvertently calls “The Heart of the Unicorn,” 2001); i.e., illustrating mutual consent through negotiated labor exchanges that also, as it turns out, interrogate trauma as something to reduce through calculated risk while camping canon.

This largely concludes part one of the roadmap. However, a few assurances before we proceed onto part two.

First, after this roadmap is concluded, we’ll continue to refer to abjection throughout the entirety of the Humanities primer and Volume Three. We’ll also discuss hauntology, chronotopes and cryptonyms. For now, simply understand that all are academic terms that comment on commonplace symptoms under Capitalism. To be sex-positive, I must critique them in connection to capital and how they at times support and resist it, oscillating back and forth but not changing all that much visually or orthographically through popular, haunting depictions of monsters or sexuality in recursively wending stories (the endless, revisiting nightmare again being the mythical, cliché source of many-a-Gothic yarn). This will require the social-sexual habits of our currently unfurling roadmap as guided by interdependent girl talk from younger people, but also aimed in good-faith at older people initially stumped by these mysterious concepts—whose minds probably feel ” fucked” right now by what I’m trying to say.

(artist: Chris Bourassa)

Second, per Chris Baldrick, confusions are inherited, generally by those who sense the presence of trauma in Gothic situations shared between uneven victims of state abuse. Chaos, then, becomes something to acclimate towards during psychopraxis, psychomachia, Amazonomachia and psychosexual displays; i.e., as state education battles rebellious workers’ de facto education through the same basic poetics and synthetic oppositional groupings, mid-opposition. It’s never as simple as it seems because language is always in conflict (though generally for historical-material reasons that concern the state). So try not to fret too much about understanding things perfectly! Stay loose!

However, before we move onto part two, the idea here is to be loose enough within chaotic, interconnecting positions. My teaching style tends to be very fluid, organic and spontaneous; i.e., covering the likes of Medusa, George O’Keefe, H.R. Giger and Neil Marshall, but also far less famous gender-non-conforming persons in order to make my larger point. I would encourage my readers to try the same, and with friends who share you views:

(exhibit 24d2: Model and artist: Eldritch Babe and Persephone van der Waard, portraying an animal-themed BDSM scenario celebrating the subversion of Gothic canon through a dark breeding ritual [the background photobash is based partially on Franck Sauer’s BG art for the old Amiga shoot-’em-up, Agony, 1992].

As my thesis argues, monsters have a tremendous genderqueer potential to be Satanic rebels; i.e., queerness as simultaneously antithetical to state aims but nonetheless required by the state to be sacrificed in animal-like ways. As Eldritch Babe and I demonstrate, this butchery can be camped, and generally with a fair amount of psychosexual fun overshadowed by canonical trauma as something to camp through gender trouble; i.e., by putting “rape” and “death” in quotes, but also dissolving the line drawn between sex and gender and their state-sanctioned connection to biology set easily to rock ‘n roll as a theatrical assist: 

“We eat the night, we drink the time
Make our dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by
On streets we call the zoo” [The Scorpion’s “
The Zoo,” 1980].

Demons, the undead and animalized egregores, then, are not things to summon strictly from “somewhere else,” but are evoked through a liminal sensation closer to home; i.e., of another world that speaks to generational, systemic trauma in our own lives. All the same, there are profound levels of jouissance onstage; i.e., exquisite torture and ironic peril/rape play and xenophilia. To that end, the aim of the ritual isn’t to summon outright destruction, but cultivate a sense of catharsis through communion with psychosexual, palliative-Numinous forces during ludo-Gothic BDSM’s unequal exchanges of power and knowledge as things to negotiate time and time again. A demon or ghost might not appear each time, or it may—as a creature of chaos—appropriately take different forms; e.g., Eldritch Babe and I cultivated an especially animalistic ritual during one particular exchange, but it could have easily manifested a different way. What matters is the attempt and its goals during oppositional praxis; i.e., as a means of creative success through de facto education towards sex-positive instruction of future social-sexual habits, thus praxial synthesis. Function determines function, not aesthetics.)

Third, for those of you referring to these ideas yourself, also try and remember that the Six Rs, Four Gs, Gothic-Communist mode of expression, Six Doubles of Oppositional Praxis and synthetic oppositional groupings are simply things to keep in mind as general teaching objectives, means and techniques while testing them out in various holistic ways. You certainly won’t need to invoke all of to them in a given moment in order to achieve proletarian praxis, but merely should keep the basics in mind during your creative successes: gossip, monsters and camp. All demonstrate praxial synthesis as an attempt made many times over leading to praxial catharsis. More important than hammering any of them into peoples’ heads, then, is mirroring them in sex-positive ways that people can intuit at their own speeds; i.e., cultivating them during their own reflections on capitalistic trauma inside a hall of mirrors: our revolutionary goals and creative successes being things to repeatedly “shoot for” per performance as echoed across all. Each is instructional, constituting good education (camp) versus bad (canon) as occupying the same space during an ongoing and highly plastic Gothic dialog.

(artist: Vetyr)

When you’ve been through Hell, it becomes something to bring back with you and express in opposition to what put you through it to start with (the state). Above all else, the cultivating of emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness remains paramount—to help workers and society liberate itself (and nature) from Capitalism, thus assist in the renewed development of Gothic Communism through sex-positive (art)work. As things to cultivate, emotional and Gothic intelligence are synonymous with social-sexual activism begot from our own diving into the imaginary past. So please, swim around and play—with language, yourselves, and figurative and literal BDSM games that renegotiate labor and unequal power exchange in sex-positive ways. Mix, match, and blend; inject or insert (so to speak). Whatever it takes to do the job in some shape or form; i.e., to recultivate the Wisdom of the Ancients, thus achieve a Gothic-Communist outcome. “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” If it works, it works! The signs of praxial success lies in how your students, viewers and customers respond to your own checklists and their idiosyncratic constellations, but also what you put into the world around you: through your own basic approaches that can be extrapolated on through theoretical analysis if need be, but also by and large speak for themselves.

When liberating workers (all of whom Capitalism sexualizes) through iconoclasm, remember that, as iconoclasts, you will generally be compared to vice characters along the way (exhibit 13d). Be mindful of reactionaries, moderates and class traitors more broadly. They are undercover cops who, at any moment, might disrobe, transform and attack you, but just as likely will retain their outward appearance while seeking to cause harm in bad faith. The more openly ironic gender parody and trouble are displayed, the more likely someone is wedded to the Cause; but even so, context is key in telling good actors from bad, and must be scrutinized through dialectical-material analysis each and every time. Eventually it becomes second nature—a means of reading the room:

(artist: Eris Allure)

This concludes the basic synthesis roadmap and its exhibits—to cultivating good social-sexual habits through our teaching methods/synthetic oppositional groupings, thus achieving proletarian praxis through what we create to camp canon with, during ludo-Gothic BDSM; i.e., as Galateas, not Pygmalions. With it concluded, as well as my current assurances in place, we can further demonstrate how the basics operate according to oppositional praxis through my teaching style. Before we finally delve into the Humanities primer and the various “poetic histories” within the Gothic mode that each section examines, let’s conduct a deeper look at war and rape as things to be mindful of in our own social-sex lives while synthesizing praxis. We’ll do so one at a time, starting with war as something to camp, thus prevent its unironic harm when canon goes unchallenged.

Onto “A Deeper Look at Cartesian Trauma in War Culture“!


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] Though we won’t stress these terms here, this includes conflicting theories (psychopraxis), monsters (Amazonomachia), mentalities or identities (psychomachy) and sexualities (psychosexuality).

[2] Toxic love bleeds into modern pop culture, too; e.g., Fleetwood Mac’s 1977 album, Rumours, which was written while the entire band was cheating on each other and presumably knew about it. Lorna Gray writes:

Forty-five years ago, Fleetwood Mac released their 11th studio album, Rumours—widely considered one of the best albums ever made. But while Fleetwood Mac’s music has inspired, comforted and captivated people for almost five decades, it’s easy to forget the tumultuous and downright crazy sh*t that was going on behind the scenes. Namely, the fact they spent a heck of a lot of time on cocaine, and they’ve all been embroiled in some sort of scandalous love affair, usually with each other. The somewhat incestuous affairs of the band members were at their peak when they spent 11 months recording Rumours. Mick Fleetwood has admitted recording the album “almost killed us” (source: “Inside the Affairs that Nearly Destroyed Fleetwood Mac,” 2023).

[3] I’ll never forget when Zeuhl called me “cutie” for the first time; the word sounded alien to me, but was something I very much wanted to hear more of as time went on. Every partner I’ve had has used their own special terms of endearment to refer to me as.

[4] (original footnote abridged): “She did! See Routledge’s The Return of the Monstrous-Feminine (2022).”

[5] I.e., Matthew Lewis having Ambrosio freeze at the sudden sight of Matilda’s exposed boob—i.e., “her tits were there” (source tweet: Patti Harrison, 2019)—while likewise describing it in a highly unnatural, statuesque fashion (effectively camping/reverse-engineering Genesis in the process):

As She uttered these last words, She lifted her arm, and made a motion as if to stab herself. The Friar’s eyes followed with dread the course of the dagger. She had torn open her habit, and her bosom was half exposed. The weapon’s point rested upon her left breast: And Oh! that was such a breast! The Moonbeams darting full upon it enabled the Monk to observe its dazzling whiteness. His eye dwelt with insatiable avidity upon the beauteous Orb. A sensation till then unknown filled his heart with a mixture of anxiety and delight: A raging fire shot through every limb; The blood boiled in his veins, and a thousand wild wishes bewildered his imagination (source).

[6] A sadly apt metaphor for TERFs if ever there was one—like a battered housewife, the abuser pits the second wave feminists’ Amazonian female rage against trans people (and minorities) instead of men: a Dark Medusa or Hippolyta like Victoria from Zofloya (exhibit 100b2) or Ellen Ripley (exhibit 30a) told in badass wrestler’s, action-hero kayfabe, thus allowing centrist gradients like muscle mom Marisa “Glory Seeker” (98a1), queer boss Natalie Wynn (100c10) or queen bitch Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West (exhibit 98a4) to emerge (which synonymize “badass” with defense of the nation through “waifu bait”: the promise of war brides to male consumers). At the same time, these “TERF Amazons and Medusas” can be dutifully met by various subversions produced by iconoclasts like myself—e.g., Nyx posing as an Amazon warrior mommy (exhibit 102a4), but also various franchised simulacra: Odessa Stone (exhibit 100c4), Marisa (exhibit 104a2), Elphaba (exhibit 112c) and Zarya (exhibit 111b). We’ll examine all of these oppositional variables in Volume Three, Chapters Four and Five.

[7] It is also queerphobic, insofar as my ex, Jadis, would “stealth” as a woman (“girlmoding”) to avoid trans misandry by cis male and female scientists (re: “Showing Jadis’ Face“).

[8] Orange cats are often seen as more stupid than other cats, and black cats as witches’ familiars. It might seem “harmless,” but leads to the actual harming of animals based on their phenotypical presentations: the color of their skin and their fur coats (similar to humans). The apathetic divide generally stems from them being seen as animals to begin with, except their relation to us is one between two (or more) animal groups—with humans preying upon non-humans in ways unique to our species: Capitalism.

[9] Used in the loose sense, “gay.” However, to be more accurate and clear, O’Keefe was a bisexual, polyamorous woman who slept with married and unmarried people and their (often-artist) partners in normative and non-normative inclinations. As such, she—and her paintings and my language to describe her—are “more than meets the eye” transformers that shapeshift when needing to disguise the vulnerable workers associated with them. The rebellious subterfuge becomes a revolutionary cryptonymy that shields iconoclastic workers like O’Keefe from heteronormative power and its centrist/reactionary enforcers: things that appear like ordinary flowers but speak on forbidden subjects like female agency.

Likewise, to try and say O’Keefe was “just” bisexual and not queer in the broader sense is to colonize interpretations of the artist, post hoc. It was a different world, a different time, but she was still queer in ways that defy singular, Cartesian definitions of commonplace terms.

[10] From James W. Earl’s “Eve’s Narcissism” (1985), though I don’t see Eve’s seduction by Satan as a bad thing like Earl does: “Eve’s problem, though, is that she invests only some of her narcissistic libido in Adam. It is the fate of what remains that concerns us—because by means of her residual narcissism she is seduced by Satan” (source). Or maybe Adam sucks?

Book Sample: Synthesis Symposium: Nature Is Food (opening and part zero)

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Synthesis Symposium: Nature Is Food; a Roadmap for Forging Social-Sexual Habits, or Cultivating Gothic-Communist Praxis in Our Own Daily Lives/Instruction

“People don’t really connect, you know?” “What?” “Like those dots simulating humans. We all live totally separately. That’s how it seems to me.”

—Harue Karasawa and Ryosuke Kawashima, Kairo (2001) 

Picking up where “Sample Essay and Paid Labor” left off…

Approaching the end of Volume One, we have moved beyond outlining our manifesto’s stated goals—its core tenets, simplified theories (from our thesis), and means/materials/methods of study—to increasingly examine the trauma of other people and ourselves. Whereas the postscript considered acknowledging the pain of others to process collective trauma, we’re now going to consider the execution of theory during oppositional praxis when acknowledging trauma ourselves in a combined pedagogy/performance; i.e., praxial synthesis towards praxial catharsis through good instruction as enacted by us when confronting Cartesian abuses that treat nature not simply as female, but monstrous-feminine food that harms Indigenous peoples, racial minorities and GNC people (so-called “incorrect” or “non-men” of the white, cis-het European sort) to varying degrees of settler-colonial genocide: by cheapening their lives, their bodies, their labor to serve the profit motive.

(artist: Skylar Shark)

Note: The following terms are all ones I devised from older words to simplify and explain my manifesto tree; i.e., in its most basic form, and the one I expect most people to encounter, experience and employ on a daily basis. —Perse, 4/9/2025

As stated during the preface, praxial synthesis executes theory by cultivating good social-sexual habits that simplify theory during oppositional praxis’ camping of the canon with ludo-Gothic BDSM. This instruction happens in order to raise emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness, preventing Cartesian war and rape through trauma writing and artwork as de facto (extracurricular) educational devices; e.g., ludo-Gothic BDSM as a form of proletarian creative success, not a means of material gain performed by bad-faith actors concerned with profit and punching down instead of educating people through their work in a sex-positive way (re: Autumn Ivy). This raising of intelligence and awareness can point towards more complicated theory (e.g., postcolonialism) but the emphasis remains on the functioning of theory through a collective, second-nature cognition that cannot be strictly controlled. It must take on a life of its own within a complicated system of interrelating factors: oppositional praxis and Gothic poetics, but also good education and acting versus bad education concerning nature as regularly alienized and harvested by settler-colonial forces.

Praxial catharsis is the application of practical theory to resolve state trauma at the source: through our own connections to systemic issues, which we then express through interpersonal, intersecting pedagogies/trauma in practical ways. Doing so means taking simplified versions of Gothic-Communist goals and theories while progressively dabbling more and more in the exploration of the anything-but-simple—and indeed inherent messiness of—interpersonal and transgenerational trauma; re: Cuwu and I supplying the backbone of that idea with the manifesto postscript, which evolved into my and Bunny’s work followed by many other models and I leading back to Cuwu and pushing forwards again. We whores are like ninjas, then: whatever the distance, however long our absence, a shadow warrior can always come back for one last ride (“Ninjas are paid in wisdom!” says I Am Ninja, in 20-freaking-25; timestamp: 3:22)!

(model and photographer: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

As such, the manifesto and postscript have carried out a mounting progression of trauma writing and artwork towards this roadmap, which was preceded by a small essay to test your theoretical fluency (and introduce the idea of the Cartesian harvesting of monstrous-feminine entities) and a quick pause after that to also consider the financial nature of successful labor exchanges exhibited using Gothic poetics. Now we arrive at the synthesis roadmap itself, which considers the cultivation of the rebellious mindset and habits needed to apply good praxis towards achieving systemic catharsis; i.e., through said poetic’s creative successes challenging Cartesian thought.

The synthesis roadmap, then, constitutes its own symposium-style chapter (similar to the symposium at the end of my thesis)—except, its interpersonal rhetoric of trauma writing and artwork doesn’t fixate on the generational abuse of police states like the manifesto and postscript did. Instead, it shifts focus towards what I consider to be the root of the larger problem, and one we can devote praxial synthesis to achieve catharsis in ways that rescue workers and nature from: Capitalist Realism as a Cartesian enterprise. Under Cartesian thought, nature is female food tied to profit in ways that alienate workers and the natural world in classically Gothic ways that lead to police states and grim harvests, but also harvests at large regardless of their outward appearance; i.e., of nature as monstrous-feminine through settler-colonial models that continue to plague workers and nature as victims of capital, female or not. The Medusa is genderqueer and whose “rape” during the dialectic of the alien must be put into quotes during ludo-Gothic BDSM—on our Aegis, fuck-starting rebellion’s face during the whore’s paradox and revenge (unicorns look cute and stab things)!

(artist: Blxxd Bunny)

Note: “Nature is monstrous-feminine” is another concept of mine (camping Beauvoir and Barbara Creed)—a tremendously important idea I would expand on heavily in Volume Two, but especially in “Rape Reprise” (and the following chapters); i.e., when discussing the whore’s revenge as something to have against profit in duality during ludo-Gothic BDSM (and its subsequent liminal expression). To it, “nature as monstrous-feminine” and “humanize the harvest” are super productive ideas, and factor into many of the post-scarcity arguments made by Sex Positivity throughout its entirety—in Volume Two, but also the second edition to Volume Zero and One (and eventually Volume Three when it releases).

Second, the best way to understand complex systems is to break them down into simplified models that—in hindsight and through application—may have complex theory applied to them, during holistic study. To it, capital is a complex system of exploitation, one whose pyramid shape conceals and reveals itself during the cryptonymy process to further abjection with chronotopes, hauntologies and Gothic poetics: virgin/whore monsters, whose heroic variants often tokenize to police nature as monstrous-feminine with nature as monstrous-feminine; re: Amazons being token cops who—formerly dainty Gothic heroines—weaponize for the state to scapegoat even-more-marginalized groups, thus gentrify and decay feminism; e.g., trans women being the scratching post for fascist feminisms playing the white Indian to punch down against society’s most vulnerable parties, the former who then have to suffer the usual bullshit on top of being token traitors (re: “Policing the Whore“; e.g., The Kavernacle’s “Conservative Women are STILL SHOCKED that Right-Wing Men HATE Them,” 2025). The manifesto’s whole point, then, is holistic study returning to older arguments after I’ve made complex theoretical models to explain them, which I then simplify/reverse engineer through their simplified forms, here; i.e., there and back again… again.

This simplification is two-fold: The “Manifesto” section returns the PhD’s complex theory back to a general state of simplicity (while bringing new ideas from Volume Zero into the fold; re: ludo-Gothic BDSM). From there, “Instruction’s” synthesis symposium simplifies things even further by considering the manifesto tree as something to synthesize through daily habits, on and offstage; i.e., through the cultivation of good daily social-sexual habits that theatrically supply the behaviors needed to synthesize praxis: praxis happens in opposition, which is to say it synthesizes in opposition towards catharsis. Praxial synthesis; oppositional synthesis towards praxial catharsis and systemic change as a matter of oppositional praxis, the bourgeoisie (and their various traitors’ persecution language) versus the proletariat (who subvert said language imperfectly during oppositional synthesis). This, in turn, comes back to our series title in praxis, mid-synthesis: sex positivity versus sex coercion regarding universal liberation undercut by the usual Judas characters and cops-and-victims Faustian bargains that immortalize them!

To that, oppositional praxis is more complex and oppositional synthesis is more basic, but both tie into the same larger struggle and—as far as I’m concerned—can be used somewhat interchangeably when discussing Gothic-Communist development and its many hurdles; i.e., there isn’t an obvious point where one begins and the other ends. That being said, the “creative successes” of proletarian praxis are essentially remediated praxis (re: parody and pastiche), which Volume Three discusses at length; i.e., oppositional synthesis initially appears, here, but explores most heavily through application during Volume Three (versus Volume Two, which concerns history and application to varying degrees); re: as something that Cuwu and I essentially pioneered in its most basic forms, “Healing from Rape” onwards. Time is a circle inside space; this book is made of space-time as the Gothic do—through the camping of monsters and sex (re: “Castles in the Flesh“)!

(artists: Cuwu and Persephone van der Waard)

In either case, the model for opposition synthesis, including the synthetic oppositional groupings (from the manifesto tree) are unpacked here; i.e., in the simplest of ways that Volume Zero could not, then explored throughout the remainder of this book series after Volume One: through ludo-Gothic BDSM as a praxial-synthetic challenge to tokenism oscillating on the same Aegis, using the same basic aesthetic! The rest of this symposium largely presents “as is”; i.e., to preserve its historical elements (and ability to stand on its own/not interfere with me citing it repeatedly in future books), this addendum predominantly the only substantial extension the synthesis symposium shall receive. —Perse, 4/8/2025

The synthesis symposium divides into a smaller primer and three fundamental pieces (followed by a conclusion): “the basics,” or synthetic oppositional groupings that occur during oppositional praxis, as well as the canonical endorsement and reifying of unironic war and rape as things to prevent vis-à-vis these basic factors when synthesized during iconoclastic/campy approaches; i.e., according to our good social-sexual habits/synthetic oppositional groupings:

  • Part zero, or the pre-symposium (including this post), explains what synthesis is, as well as providing equations and trauma to prime the reader with before pressing into the symposium itself.
  • Part one, “the Basics of Oppositional Synthesis: An examination of the basics, or pure reductions, of our synthetic oppositional groupings; i.e., how our pedagogic emphasis involves oppositional praxis as something to synthesize according oppositional synthesis with a proletarian agenda: to prevent war and the rape of workers/the natural world by raising emotional/Gothic intelligence and, by extension, a class/cultural awareness that leads to systemic catharsis; i.e., through trauma writing and artwork as things to express and teach through a basic educational approach. Features Medusa and stigma animals, but also Georgia O’Keefe, H.R. Giger and more recent auteurs.
  • Part two, “a Deeper Look at War: An iconoclastic consideration of war culture and how it can be interrogated and synthesized in our own creative responses to canonical forms; i.e., how to recognize said canon and express our trauma in relation to it during class/culture war as a means of challenging Cartesian arrangements of power and outcomes. Features Robert Heinlein and Akira Kurosawa.
  • Part three, “a Deeper Look at Rape and “finale: A Problem of Knife Dicks”: An iconoclastic consideration of rape culture and how it can be interrogated and synthesized in our own creative responses to canonical forms; i.e., how to recognize said canon and express our trauma in relation to it during class/culture war as a means of challenging Cartesian arrangements of power and outcomes. Part three features Amazons, phallic women/traumatic penetration, and violence in sports; the finale examines morphologies policed under such binaries during pornographic expression; e.g., racialized tropes, but also fat people at large and human (often female) bodies targeted for having “fat, immodest” qualities, which are then alienated by capital, before being fetishized and harvested like crops. We have to humanize the harvest during ludo-Gothic BDSM, camping our own rapes by taking control during calculated risk that minimize the chance for harm (re: the whore’s revenge against profit)! We’re avatars of the Medusa, and Medusa is the final boss of Capitalist Realism for a reason! Look on our Works, ye Mighty! Heaven in a wildflower, indeed!

(artist: Leeza)

Synthesis Roadmap, or Nature Is Food, part zero: Pre-Symposium; or, Synthesis, Equations and Cartesian Trauma (war and rape)

The magic circle is not something that comes wholly from Huizinga. To be perfectly honest, Katie and I more or less invented the concept, inheriting its use from my work with Frank, cobbling together ideas from Huizinga and Caillois, clarifying key elements that were important for our book, and reframing it in terms of semiotics and design—two disciplines that certainly lie outside the realm of Huizinga’s own scholarly work. But that is what scholarship often is—sampling and remixing ideas in order to come to a new synthesis (source).

—Eric Zimmerman, “Jerked Around by the Magic Circle” (2012)

Before we dive into the symposium proper and the basics, I want to prime you with some core devices: a more comprehensive explanation of synthesis (which the camp map finale touched on in Volume Zero) and several equations and ideas to keep in mind when processing trauma ourselves; i.e., while regarding the simplification of theory when teaching it through the expression of trauma as a Cartesian byproduct—one that alienizes and fetishes nature, turning it (and workers connected to it) into monstrous food during genocide expressed through war and rape, which ludo-Gothic BDSM can camp in a variety of ways:

(artist: Legion)

First, the idea of simple versus complex. Again, Gothic Communism relies on the simplification of complex theory to tackle complex structures (Cartesian thought and Capitalism) as simply as possible, but also in oddly relatable, even hilarious ways; i.e., by people who don’t have a total understanding of theory but can still apply it according to their shared trauma in popularized exchanges that thrive on linguo-material contradiction/abstraction according to human language (and its dark materials) as fought over but also with; e.g., Skynet as an abstraction of capital, but also the xenomorph (above) as a potent means of performance and play during Gothic psychosexual expression camping the canon with Gothic play and unequal exchange (dark desire, revenge fantasies, etc).

Whereas praxis is the practical execution of theory as reified out of a grander compiling to choose from (my thesis argument in volume form), synthesis amounts to how said theory is simplified into livable forms to achieve praxis at all. It is how praxis is cultivated and taught through play during ludo-Gothic BDSM, and good de facto education feeds synthesis with varying emphasis on theory as applied through habit; i.e., as something to practice and instruct to future generations relative to trauma using Gothic poetics in our own media. It must become, to some degree, second-nature.

In turn, the synthesis roadmap concerns oppositional synthesis, pointedly the synthesis of good social-sexual habits that contribute towards proletarian praxis mid-oppression and mid-conflict under Capitalist Realism; i.e. as de facto educational devices that make workers collectively more intelligent and aware of trauma as something to identify outside of themselves and respond to/interrogate, but also identify and negotiate with: in sex-positive Gothic dialogs shared between themselves and other workers as emergent beings (tired to nature) harvested by Cartesian agents demonizing them.

As my thesis volume argues, the extracurricular function of sex positivity amid Gothic poetics must become second-nature; i.e., through creative successes whose ludo-Gothic BDSM can be passed on and subsequently learned from in popularized forms; e.g., the inherently violent, liminal and paradoxical expressions of the operatic Gothic castle/danger disco, psychosexual rape fantasy and monster pornography/Amazonomachia kayfabe we’ve examined thus far in Volumes One and Zero as quintessential forms of trauma writing and artwork. There’s always a form of nefandous abstraction, but this is hardly “mute.” It’s just a different form of data to feed the brain with. Call it food for thought, insofar as it turns us away from Capitalism’s usual, Cartesian harvests hidden by Capitalist Realism. We can remain delicious and monstrous without being reduced to profit for the elite.

Continuing this ghoulish nourishment, I also want you to consider the fact that I am revisiting this roadmap while attempting to preserve its conversational flavor in light of my thesis volume. Similar to the symposium from Volume Zero, these changes are happening after completing my thesis argument, except the roadmap was originally devised before the thesis crystalized. This might make it seem more basic or conversational by comparison, but I think that might actually be useful when grappling with these ideas yourselves—i.e., an invitation of sorts for you to consider how you might encounter these arguments in your own simplified approaches when dealing with complex things. In your own lives, you probably won’t encounter block quotes of my theories except inside the volume itself. However, you will encounter pieces of what went into it as you go about your own lives, and can adopt a more conversational Gothic dialogic when conducting and reifying oppositional praxis yourself; i.e., synthesizing theory and trauma to achieve systemic catharsis through a raising of emotional/Gothic intelligence and warrior awareness in defense of the state’s usual victims.

The point in doing so is to demonstrate how to teach the successful execution of theory (recultivating the bourgeois Superstructure) by examining iconoclastic art as something to create in relation to healthy social-sexual habits that we not only pick up, but learn to perform in our own daily lives living under the power of state forces—not just as workers, but sex-positive de facto educators who teach the world through what we create and leave behind: the educational legacy of our sex work, artwork, and various other exhibits that routinely survive us. These aren’t instructions to harm, but prevent harm on a global scale by camping the very canonical devices that lead to harm in the same complicated shadow zone; i.e., “harm” as a theatrical, sex-positive device camping Cartesian gargoyles. Imagination and experimentation—while canonically deplored—are essential to escaping state tyranny and addressing its phantom pains by bringing them out in the open.

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 this talk of mine. Its cluttered, “messy attic” quality 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. Compared to those, this symposium is a conversational way to close out Volume One. After the symposium primer supplies its own ideas, part one will try to illustrate them (and the basics of oppositional synthesis) through a seminar that walks you conversationally through their application; parts two, three and the finale will consider this application in relation to rape and war in canonical forms. For the entirety of the roadmap, I want you to consider the basics yourselves. I will do my best to mention them and evoke the simplified theories of the manifesto as a means of thinking about labor and art, but also generating and utilizing it ourselves in our own day-to-day relationships (which explore our own trauma).

(artist: source)

It’s true that Gothic Communism is built on systemic trauma as something to acknowledge and articulate, but its achieving of systemic catharsis happens through good praxis; i.e., as a teaching approach whose theories live and breathe through creative expression, which process and interrogate trauma in our daily lives then pass said information on using synthesized, abstracted forms (e.g., ghosts). That is, rather than cancel each other out, they fuse and corrupt into a unique form of data at home in Gothic expression: trauma as a psychosexual presence, but generally one complicated by competing class/cultural factors. For Gothic Communism, this means oppositional praxis. All the while, power and resistance share the same space, haunted by the spectre of state abuse and Marx; our retailored derelicts and their complicated paradoxes operate less as raw reductions of theory and more as pieces to a collective societal puzzle that, when assembled and holistically examined, constitute the reformulation of the Wisdom of the Ancients to achieve systemic catharsis when regarding transgenerational trauma; i.e., as a thing thoroughly trapped inside a cultural imaginary past. In it, the trauma cannot be neatly exorcised, but it can be performed in different ways that lead to its gradual healing over time through ludo-Gothic BDSM.

(artist: Frank Frazetta)

Said healing happens not by killing dragons or whitewashing castles, but returning to nature (and reclaiming our labor) through the informed, steady changing of socio-material conditions that prevent systemic harm in the future. Doing so is meant to challenge complex things with simplified approaches that make up a larger solution to a grand problem: our material conditions and historical trauma, which are often abstracted into past-like, hauntological forms. The core issue, then, stems from a lack of resolution tied to the crux of my thesis argument—that Capitalism sexualizes all workers to exploit them; i.e., a heteronormative, Cartesian dimorphic whose global sexualizing of workers and nature leads to a terminal myopia of Capitalist Realism through cyclical Gothic poetics (the ghost of the counterfeit and process of abjection, but also Shadow of Pygmalion/Cycle of Kings, infernal concentric pattern, etc); the solution is to reclaim these haunted poetics and reverse their class/cultural function through our six Gothic-Marxist tenets and four main Gothic theories’ creative successes.

We’ve listed these successes entirely earlier in the volume, including mutual consent, informed consumption and descriptive sexuality as things to express ourselves. Volume Three will stress all of them; Volume One’s symposium emphasizes de facto education as something to illustrate through the synthesis of subversive Gothic poetics. To that, their practical teaching element married to lived trauma is what I want to spend the remainder of the volume introducing readers to. By working as a direct, counterterrorist solidarity against the state, we aim to prevent war and rape as Cartesian byproducts by raising emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness towards nature as alien, food, monstrous-feminine; i.e., through the cathartic processing of personal and systemic trauma along various intersectional routes traveled by real workers and occupied/shared by them collectively. To this, other peoples’ creations—what they make and fashion out of the clay of the Gothic imagination (what Descartes would call emergent beings) for the purposes of humanizing those seen as raw materials—are just as valid as anything I could make myself:

(exhibit 20a2: Artist, top-left, bottom-mid-left/-mid-right: Chronorin; bottom-far-left: Kukuruyo Art; top-mid-left: Le Faux Creux; top-mid-right: Rivolution; top-far-right: Oujuo1; bottom-far-right: Reiq. Beings of darkness are generally made from stigmatized materials/natural resources that—when divorced from settler-colonial aims during ludo-Gothic BDSM—serve a vital iconoclastic role during rebellious morphological expression. To that, Satanic morphology uses Gothic nostalgia to bring us closer to our alienated bodies, but also their trauma as requiring psychosexual healing through an assortment of analogous materials: slime, metal, chitin; oil, rubber or latex; dead tissue, animal tissues [chimerism] and so on. There’s an animate-inanimate quality but also a seditious element that must, under canonical circumstances, be presented as abject and commodified. Satan becomes something to control through commodified “opposition.”

Keeping with the sculptor’s metaphor, monster-making produces bricks in a “primordial” series, their corrupt, monstrous-feminine wall singing the hysterical chorus of a reimagined past; the chorus becomes an enormous challenge to the status quo and what it seeks to dominate through the ghost of the counterfeit and process of abjection: the Earth and things associated with it/of it as hellish, dark, and forbidden, but only ostensibly under their control. As Frankenstein shows us, Victor’s Cartesian ploy fashioned a giant statue he had no hopes of controlling. Indeed, it grew to resent and rebel against his embodiment of systemic abuse by embodying a side of himself that had become alien, which he then tried to deny and abort, but also torture [an approach the Creature then adopted “to better the instruction”]. Unlike Milton, monstrous self-expression also applies to consciously rebellious sculptors and their complicated golems, except they identify with their clay as traumatized, thereby speaking what is hidden through the same base materials’ cryptonymic rebellion. As such, their self-expression, -empowerment, and -determination embody the Satanic spirit of a self-fashioned deity challenging the Almighty who claims to have authored all things by having “total power” over all forms of authorship: “God” can make devils, but devils are not allowed to play god and make their own things. This is easy enough to disprove.)

I hope the above exhibit illustrates how, while the rest of the volume draws upon jargon—and I consider such heady theoretical concepts useful to understanding my central thesis and its ideas; i.e., as things to teach through iconoclastic art made by individual artists working in concert—the roadmap’s language is still largely figurative and simplified to make it more accessible when processing trauma at interpersonal levels. As such, think of my thesis argument (and relevant language presented in the manifesto) more as a handy guideline for executing the core ideas of Gothic Communism, while also thinking about the bigger picture of systemic trauma and its confrontation using commonplace language that relates to or relays your own trauma as something to express; i.e., with a shared pedagogy against larger oppressions: what Shakespeare’s Hamlet would call a “quintessence of dust,” and Milton “darkness visible.” Make it your own, and breathe life and pedagogy into your own creations, that these golems-esque egregores—be they undead, demonic, and/or naturalized—might speak of taboo things that help the world to heal.

To that, don’t be afraid to substitute my terms with your own language as you go; and if that seems daunting at all, consider how we’ve already been doing this with various authors already. Selective reading is a conversation made with our own contributions to what already exists, making something new in the process: a roadmap towards systemic catharsis as something to exist under historical-material conditions that, among themselves, harbor unique elements that we contribute towards when developing Gothic Communism together. If the thesis volume is my theory and the manifesto simplifies it, then the roadmap is how I would go about it in the most flexible way I could think of; except I don’t see the approach as “mine,” insofar as it’s been tailor-made to transform into something new through Satanic poetics and counterterrorist thought as a mode of campy reclamation that anyone can do, provided they stay sex-positive and focused on universal liberation during ludo-Gothic BDSM.

If it’s not mine then why give a roadmap at all, you ask? Well, it’s all too easy for me to do exhibits and just talk about them as I spout theory from Volume Zero. But I don’t expect people to just “get” these things without having the same exact experiences, education and outlook that I do (which is impossible; my identical twin doesn’t have that—in fact, he and I are actually quite different despite having similar opportunities; we’re actually mirror-imaged twins with different dominant hands [I’m left and he’s right] and clashing personalities, which is why I think he’s cis-het and I’m trans).

Nor do I think it’s a good idea to just “hurl” theory at students in any scenario. Rather, I want to explain how theory can be applied to worker lives as they live them—as people first, whose praxis happens to whatever degree they curate art as an extension of emotionally/Gothically intelligent habits, which can then be connected to Gothic-Communist theories post hoc. Take my teaching approach and make it your own to process and defuse state trauma with, but also weaponize your trauma as a form of self-identity within ongoing struggles.

(exhibit 20b: Artist: Persephone van der Waard. The monsters that we make are generally extensions, if not of ourselves, then complicated aspects of the human condition that we synthesize through our own labor using our language, bodies, and body language. The idea, with Gothic Communism, is to synthesize good praxis through sex-positive Gothic poetics; i.e., to raise emotional/Gothic intelligence and class/cultural awareness by cultivating healthy social-sexual habits: with ludo-Gothic BDSM in our own daily lives, including the monsters we create.

To this, the Drow as I envision them, aren’t strictly evil, but something that can embody a buried, taboo form of sex positivity that we bring to the surface and educate people with; i.e., not associated with the delivery of harm by the Drow, but their canonical receiving of harm when placed into the state of exception as evil, matriarchal spider people with purple skin who practice black magic. Luckily this deliberate collection of stigmas can not only be survived by those forced to wear them, but subverted and embodied as a form of rebellious sex-positive struggle whose cryptonymy weaponizes the basic imagery against state propaganda doubling said imagery; i.e., by humanizing the state’s chief nemesis through trauma writing and artwork, thereby constituting intentional [and seductive] reclamations of settler-colonial hatred tied to sexual trauma that is synthesized into a sex-positive, postcolonial form. The Drow and the trauma they broach become, like Milton’s infamous darkness: visible.)

I want to stress that self-identity involves connections that require praxial synthesis as part of a larger equation. That is, “sampling and remixing ideas in order to come to a new synthesis” isn’t unique to scholarship (re: Zimmerman) but applied to everyday people from all walks of life performing proletarian praxis in opposition to state forces through several equations I want to resupply you with from the thesis volume; the first involving oppositional praxis:

Sex positivity happens during oppositional praxis’ class/culture war (class traitors/weird canonical nerds’ class dormancy and betrayal vs weird iconoclastic nerds’ class [thus race and gender] consciousness); i.e., sex positivity vs sex coercion to recultivate canon/the bourgeois Superstructure, thus reclaim the Base (means of production) according to our proletarian tree of Gothic-Marxist tenets and other factors.

and the second about proletarian praxis:

Successful Proletarian Praxis (recultivation of the bourgeois Superstructure through iconoclastic art creation, critique, or endorsement; the “creative successes” of proletarian praxis) = Thesis Statement + Praxial Coordinates (manifesto tree) + Synthesis (social-sexual habits, emotional/Gothic intelligence, and financial support during worker’s daily lives; i.e., the camp map from the thesis volume and the synthesis roadmap from Volume One) + Poiesis History (the Humanities primer)

Yet, (most) workers aren’t like computers that operate strictly through equations; they’re physical, biological creatures. As extensions of them, their art is often spontaneous as a result, but also often subconsciously part of given artistic movements that workers may not be actively aware of (as I wasn’t for years, despite making prolific amounts of sex-positive writing and art, slowly “waking up” as a trans detective regarding my own evolution).

Propaganda is code; workers absorb and internalize code as “human computers” do—slowly and inefficiently over time, according to competing “lines” that support or reject the status quo. Planned, coordinated resistance generally requires class-conscious or at least semi-conscious efforts that resist the propaganda of the state, but also the rape and war cultures they beget and transfer onto one’s own social-sex lives, power exchanges and labor exchanges: the socio-material markers that stochastically trigger horrifyingly violent responses from sleeping minds—at the domestic level, but also in foreign territories back and forth. Praxial synthesis includes recognizing these things and, if not outright rejecting them, whistleblower-style, then at least not openly endorsing them, either. This includes critiquing things we, as workers, are taught to endorse as central to our lives, even academically or at least in connection with academic institutions and their holistic output—e.g., popular sports at the college level (with colleges neoliberally centering diploma mills around sports teams as things to emblematize achingly Liberal platitudes; you get a “free” ride if you’re an athlete who can help “the school” [meaning its owners] make money):

(exhibit 21a1: An exhibit of “false consciousness” conducted by “sleeper agents” waiting to trigger and conduct Man-Box abuses that lead to military urbanism? Maybe, but it’s still stochastic under Capitalism as a living structure carried out by people, not robots. Then again, maybe our boys holding up the frog [toads are frogs, even hypnotoads] are actually revolutionaries in disguise! If so, they still have to hide inside the grander structure of Capitalism’s tableau; i.e., its heteronormative sphere’s crowds and sports-driven bread-and-circus. And the recipients of any social-sexual violence that results from these interconnected factors are right to be wary of those most likely to perform it: cis-het men [or those in the closet who self-hate for failing to perform as such, conflating their true selves with unironic, psychosexual harm]. Heteronormative canon and its male workers—be they star athletes, husbands, cops, soldiers, doctors and/or your goddamn mailman—historically rape women and abuse minorities; the poisonous nature of rape/war culture is how it extends into the public imagination alongside conspicuous fear and dogma that whisper of a larger terrifying reputation, a transgenerational curse. Racism, misogyny and other imbricating bigotries become both ubiquitous and endemic, like a common cold or seasonal flu evolving into more lethal forms [which, as Covid showed us, the most privileged, fearful and bigoted will opt out of inoculating themselves against regardless of the damage it does to less privileged/more vulnerable groups].)

As activists, it’s easy to point the finger at obvious examples, and not just the American secondary education system, including copaganda and the Military Industrial Complex working in concert; e.g., “Those Nazis sure were bad, weren’t they?” However, before the gas chambers, there were bullets and knives (“Holocaust by bullet”); before these, there was German propaganda; before there was German propaganda, there was American propaganda and genocide having inspired them (re: Bad Empanada’s “How the USA Inspired the Nazis – From Manifest Destiny to Lebensraum,” 2022): a unified front against nature, founded on and concealing Indigenous exploitation during a continual process whose structure rapes and murders the world well before and after the Nazis have been sublimated; i.e., into a neoliberal likeness of themselves working as centrist foils during Capitalist Realism. The human emblems, above—our athletic white knights and their at-times theatrical moderacy—fill a special role within the profit motive: obscuring Nazis and other fascist groups during neoliberal kayfabe (which extends to any sport—not just dueling pairs but teams and their supporters).

War, rape and genocide exist everywhere under Capitalism, but so do the neoliberal illusions that less cover these things up and more essentialize them through deceptive refrains: “Rape cultural is a myth! Pay it no mind! Gun violence? It’s a way of life! Here, have a gun to protect yourself with!” Whether on the frontier of faraway lands or back at home, war and rape extend from capital, giving birth to neoliberal gargoyles whose flesh-and-blood equivalents internalize these lessons and spring to life once “triggered.” They become an endless glut of pleasurable, drug-seeking behaviors tied less to literal, external drugs and more to intense biochemical responses felt and pursued under the prolonged stressors of perceived duress: Gothic, canonical expressions of Cartesian violence, terror and bodily abuse/regulation through capitalist apologia; i.e., monsters “only” exist in horror stories, whose canon must nevertheless have abject monsters and torture porn with an unironic edge (to menticide workers with through the ghost of the counterfeit’s process of abjection within unequal material conditions).

As such, canonical “love” (rape) and war are merely “natural,” essentialized games—where only the strong survive and get the girl: “Might makes right, winner take all, to the victor go the spoils,” etc; which, under neoliberal Capitalism, has workers fighting more for less; e.g., Capcom’s “unprecedented” 2024 million-dollar 1st place prize for Capcom Cup X. It’s an Internet-Age “jousting” tourney where gladiators—relics of Antiquity—duke it out for scraps; i.e., relatively poor people/slaves, usually men, having extended to (usually male) weird canonical nerds/tech bros trained to be infantilizingly[1] violent through neoliberal, might-makes-right dogma in sports-like language, especially combat sports with a kayfabe element informed by Gothic poetics/psychosexuality haunted by medieval abuse[2]. Wrestling is an artform that historically pits Nazis, Communists and Americans against one another as living weapons whose pastiche projects onto various media forms; e.g., videogames. These, in turn, become regular sites of monstrous avatars (and targets of violence—bosses, lieutenants and minions) useful to the pacifying of workers through so-called “empowerment fantasies” that, in truth, master and dominate players (re: Seth Giddings and Helen Kennedy) more than you might think. Informed, half-real negotiation can challenge worker subjugation and its harmful conditioning. Except you still have to recognize and critique the games themselves as praxis; i.e., insofar as kayfabe and BDSM are concerned within daily synthesis: Marisa from Street Fighter 6, below, as an icon thereof, serving to inform whatever habits we cultivate ourselves or already prescribe to.

(artist: Persephone van der Waard; original lines and background image by Reiq)

Such habits include the body-as-a-weapon, which takes on different forms in wrestling pastiche. Compare, for example, the shared operatic nature of pugilism and knife play kink (exhibit 0a1b2c, but also the Dragon’s Crown [2013] Amazon’s axe, below). In either case, you have a master/slave dialogic informed by the dimorphized aspects of kayfabe that lend themselves well to BDSM parlance.

Playing out onstage with athleticized fetish gear and performers, there’s a visual element of danger minus the actual threat of guaranteed harm (accidents still happen, of course). And the back-and-forth of this particular dance involves a partner who cannot actually harm you, but whose warrior aesthetic—specifically one personifying national war—lies adjacent to state theatrics that do promote harm through the same general performances and play: Marisa literally playing the Nazi[3] heel or black knight/destroyer role linked to Spartan-Roman hauntologies of the Zack Snyder sort (versus the babyface with virginal, angelic aesthetics “grappling” with their polar opposites during Amazonomachia). Practicing their expression is ultimately liminal, meaning the paradox of terror (and violence) arise while we interrogate past trauma; i.e., with fresh bodily forms that double state power and potential. When using our own play and performance to camp canon (and its monopolies) with the same basic (often kayfabe) language, this is when ludo-Gothic BDSM starts to take shape; i.e., as a means of camp that—like a doll—can be played with to instruct such things:

(artist: Jan-H Sculpts)

Regardless of the exact form, it’s vital to remember that the mechanisms/operations of capital affect everyone, and just as they affect everyone, they can be subverted in liminal forms of expression whose meaty kayfabe bodies and performances aren’t strictly controlled or operated by state forces looking to fatten and harvest them; i.e., “Trojan-style” disguises that convey revolutionary allegory through cryptonymic displays of Cartesian-grade violence, terror and morphology (the brutalizing of nature-as-monstrous-feminine) on and offstage:

(exhibit 21a2a: Artist, top left: Silverjow; top-middle: Jan Rockitnik; top-mid-right: elee0228; everything else: Ichan-desu. Marisa is one of many Amazons. Furthermore, the athlete is a common physical marker of war personified through the imaginary past as something to evoke in popular media at large. By extension, social-sexual notions of “warrior” and “strength” interlock and “argue” through cross purposes; e.g., the body of the Amazon, bear or twunk as ripe for political discourse within the human form as a hauntological, cryptonymic expression of power tied to combat sports and military culture. Subversions of this culture include the open fetishizing of muscular bodies with various masc/femme flavors that grapple with, or otherwise interrogate, double standards concerning the monstrous-feminine; i.e., in the paramilitary world of contact sports [which extends to the cryptonymy of “adventure” through the sublimation of war and rape]. Inside said world, it’s not uncommon to “recorrect” the feminine man by gifting the bear/polar bear with Herculean bodies whose chiseled muscles automatically translate to giant penises in the eyes of cis men [and have a pitcher and catcher with a presumed “womanly” bottom]. But it can also be reclaimed as a statuesque performer divorced from their intended role. It becomes a look/mood unto itself.

My point is, it’s not “the look” that’s the problem, but the context for how it’s viewed within said world as it presently exists [function determines function, not aesthetics]. The language of “bears” and “twunks” have had to exist in a military sports environment that, outside of the aristocracy or famous athletes, would have discouraged actual sodomy [non-PIV sex] in Western culture since the time of the Ancient Greeks: big muscles were statuesque and hypermasculine then and now through the personification of the Greek/Roman pantheon as thoroughly “Zeus-like” [the paradox of the gay superhero under Capitalism is that they are tolerated precisely because they are exceptional; i.e., the exception that proves the rule under Rainbow Capitalism: queerness is a commodity tied to war pastiche as predominantly straight, excepting tokens as the perpetual outsiders/smaller group]. Meanwhile, the non-binary approach to this morphological treatment of strength as corporal-sexual can also apply to women through gender trouble and parody as variably engaged: the Amazon as a musclebound “herbo” with the giant tits and six-pack; the skinny-thicc Barbie doll with pornstar curves and Pippi-Longstocking strength; or a cavewoman with traditionally masc qualities whose body evokes a Renaissance effect of morphological descriptors largely kept the same, but swaps genitals/sex organs in order to escape what is normally prescribed within a heteronormative binary [the “Conan with a pussy” concept, though Urbosa is basically female Zeus protecting Link by proxy]. The cis Amazon’s sodomy is less reviled in canon if only because, unlike the trans woman, she is born with a vagina, thus can be converted back to the canonically “correct” usage of that sex organ. In short, she can be tamed, rode and ostensibly bred in the appropriate hole [though not always] by her master.

To be crystal clear, this interpretative approach isn’t perfect. Marjorie Taylor Greene is basically a really mean herbo: a buff, incredibly dumb and frightened bigot/scared gym rat thriving in a culture war whose canonical praxis merges class war with the aesthetics of war in a fairly obvious way: muscles. Her Amazon disguise sucks—in part because cryptofascists rely on partial transparency but also because an anti-intellectual like her is welcomed by people like them who will exploit her position for a larger regressive movement: “Look at how loud and proud she is, but also strong like Xena!” She’s like a cheap wrestler in this respect; i.e., bad-faith but also “campy” in a thoroughly blind and bourgeois sense. It’s tragic.)

(exhibit 21a2b: Artist, right: Jason Edmiston. Nation pastiche commonly personifies war through larger-than-life cartoons of men [and token agents] who fight within geopoliticized theatre as a grand kayfabe: the simplicity of the arena as a stage to punch away your problems [and sell tickets and other merchandise within a free and glorious market]. This doesn’t just apply to male Man Box culture, but will be something to keep in mind in Volume Three, Chapter Four when we examine how TERFs perform as regressive Amazons that emulate the same heteronormative mentalities [albeit from token positions within the capitalist paradigm].)

As the above exhibits depict, combat sports under neoliberalism are war personified through national theatre stemming from more antiquated forms of the same basic hero-monsters. In times past, the whole world was watching to the extent that it could. This blood-and-sand, bread-and-circus vibe has expanded well beyond historical knights and gladiators to a variety of performers within and outside the Man Box using shared language. Clearly the tropes endure, but have become hauntologized, contested. Knights serve more of a police function (the good/white knight, bad/black knight) and gladiators more as chattel/wage slaves operating inside a bread-and-circus model (this includes tokens offering the circus-level curiosities of Amazon or Adonis as commodified within the general business scheme of a babyfaces-and-heel switch).

Regarding EVO, Capcom Cup and videogames, such ordeals generally come with live bands/music to remind you it’s a legitimate sporting event despite the relatively unathletic nature of videogame players: NASCAR levels of corporate sponsorship, phallic trophies and player kayfabe personas that move product with their digital bodies parallel to the Military Industrial Complex overseas, the two operating in unison; e.g., Wayne’s World (1992, exhibit 34c2) connecting war in videogames to geopolitical maneuvers that use war inside capital to profit as highly as possible; i.e., by moving as much money through nature as can be done, all while exploiting as many workers as possible while dodging the consequences at every turn. This isn’t terribly difficult when you have means. For instance, a million-dollar purse barely qualifies as peanuts to a billion-dollar company like Capcom.

Likewise, as the elite work within their means, collateral damage is to be expected, but also canonized, worshipped and fetishized on and offstage, at home and abroad. Under such privatized, coercive conditions, canon’s menticide belies real abuse (rape or otherwise) long before it’s “proven” in a court of law—one run by powerful male (or token) judges and biased, cherry-picked juries having a vested, monetary interest in a selectively punitive and illusory course of Justice. Chosen to benefit, if not wealthy then certainly privileged white male defendants, the status quo banks on a legal system operating not as “corrupt,” but exactly as intended; i.e., according to the real world as echoed within copagandistic portrayals that celebrate this Faustian arrangement as naturalized and immutable, hence lucrative for Pygmalions like Dick Wolf maintaining the spell to profit off of its pro-state myopia (Skip Intro’s “Law & Order‘s War on Your Rights,” 2024).

You must understand, then, that oppositional praxis—its mode of expression and execution (through workers synthesizing praxis)—are hopelessly entangled, twisting into a Gordian Knot. Untangling the mess doesn’t call for a sword to slice through everything; it takes time and effort to interrogate, and must be done as it actually operates: “an unweeded garden grown to seed.” The important distinction for workers lies in seeing Capitalism’s ownership of the figurative “seeds,” their “planters,” the “pots” and the “soil” of the public imagination. Under these stark, pre-owned conditions, workers should do whatever they can when they can to contribute to whatever degree they’re able that raises the class/cultural awareness of a larger pro-labor movement seeking liberation; i.e., one that enacts sex-positive change through iconoclastic praxis synthesized according to emotional/Gothic intelligence, the social-sexual habits of which develop over time. It’s not a sprint, but a marathon performed by a disparate union of workers and various class allies (friendly millionaires, professors, politicians, industry legends and other privileged/accommodated workers) grappling with class traitors (cops; unfriendly millionaires, professors, politicians, industry legends and other privileged/accommodated workers). All are menticided to some degree and exposed to waves of terror through the state trifectas and monopolies. What defines workers as bourgeois or proletarian is how they respond within oppositional praxis, be that passively or actively (the more active/awake the better). In short, you want workers who “gotchu” when class traitors start to fuck around, like this very pissed off (and very awesome) Boston mom (Jaclyn Smith, 2023).

Speaking in fictional terms, Star Wars: Andor gives the perfect model, I think (and extrapolate on in my own glowing response video): Maarva/Cass Andor and friends are rebellious workers/active conspirators; Axis and Mon Martha, class allies; Dedra Meero and Syirl Karn, class traitors; Karis Nemik, the twink manifesto-writer (“the brains”); Faye Marsay, muscle (“the brawn”/Amazon warrior mom); Saw Gerrera and Kino Loy, liminal workers (factionalism, but also turncoats/converted allies); and B2EMO, the cute robot mascot. Nemik’s manifesto is the theory behind the operation; Mon Martha funds the rebellion and Axis facilitates it (in admittedly cutthroat ways); Andor vs Karn or Meero vs Axis and Martha are oppositional praxis; and the combined drama and intrigue between everything, in dialectical-material terms, synthesize through social-sexual, emotionally healthy and intelligent habits that “grease the wheels” of revolution and tyranny (there’s not much overtly Gothic content in the show but retro-future is retro-future).

To emulate these working concepts as part of oppositional praxis at large, the remainder of the synthesis roadmap divides into our aforementioned four parts: the “basics,” or social-sexual habits tied to emotional/Gothic intelligence as they presently exist, followed by fleshing out these concepts more deeply as we supply further exhibits about canonical war and rape as historical-material “side effects” of Capitalism/Cartesian dualism operating as normal.

Before we proceed onto the basics in part one, consider one more time the paradoxical means of applying Sarkeesian’s adage to the human body in popular entertainment as something to embody ourselves. Traditional mechanisms of strength and power are easily alienated and fetishized through Cartesian violence/abjection, to which function determines function, not aesthetics. All the same, there is generally a great deal of overlap, so remember this when conducting dialectical-material scrutiny through your own consumption, creation and/or patronage of the arts:

(exhibit 21b: Artist, top-left and right: Jan Rockitnik; top-mid-left and top-mid-right: Luigiix; bottom-left and bottom-mid-left: Inputwo; bottom-might-right: Velladonna.

The body—especially the female body—is a highly controlled canvas [which reflects back on AMAB variants of the monstrous-feminine/corrupt, of course]. As we have discussed regarding Amazonomachia so far in the book, the embodiment of strength is generally in conflict with hauntological traditions that serve the state, or become unmoored from state mechanisms to interrogate themselves in worker-produced, semi-asexual forms of poetic catharsis [e.g., rape play and public nudism]. The aim isn’t just to empower oneself in relation to one’s own trauma, but to prevent trauma in the future by reclaiming the potential theatrical devices that normally concern or otherwise bring trauma about for all peoples. The body as a canvas, then, becomes a battlefield with which to issue a variety of warrants and commands from and towards; i.e., through body language itself as normally policed with these bodies and their expressions of power, but through Gothic-Communist performance and play lets workers negotiate their own [a]sexual destinies by corrupting the usual mechanisms of worker enslavement: material conditions and propaganda.)

Heroes are often monstrous and sexualized, and the monstrous body is a huge paradox. Orcs are clear example, as we have discussed in Volume One and Zero

“umm I hope you guys know orcs would kill you if you tried to fuck them” whaaat holy shit man orcs are typically depicted as chaotic evil savages? no waaay dude, this whole time I’ve been eroticizing the monstrous as a deliberate critique of the racist and ableist undertones in the classical orc archetype, when I should have simply realized that elements of popular fiction are objective absolutes that can’t be reexamined or remixed through the cultural lens of the ever-shifting presentttttt (source, Tumblr post: Orc Boxer)

but really it can be anything monstrous or fetishized adjacent to monstrous stereotypes, thus able to intersect with systemic trauma through parallel expression (similar body types; e.g., the PAWG, below, as luscious, fruit-like, and ready-for-harvest); i.e., as something to expose psychosexual trauma and teach good play through (a)sexual renegotiation amid the creative successes of proletarian praxis grappling with state forms (which automatically compel sexual activity through segregation and force). This evokes the language of camp and ludo-Gothic BDSM to camp canon with, on the Aegis. Keep this in mind as we proceed.

(artist: Super Busty Art)

Onto “The Basics of Oppositional Synthesis“!


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] The elite, as Elon Musk terrifyingly shows us with his diaper fetish alt account (re: depsidase), are not immune to the infantilizing effects of Capitalism.

[2] The likes of which still occurs behind the scenes; i.e., men enslaved to their contracts, their bodies being destroyed while women are sex-trafficked for those men by those at the top—Vince McMahon being investigated for sex-trafficking:

In 2022, McMahon announced he was stepping down from the WWE after an internal probe that found allegations of a hush-money payment to a former employee, with McMahon allegedly paying $3 million to the then-unnamed female, a WWE paralegal, to keep their “consensual” affair private. Following the investigation, he returned to WWE in July 2023. However, in January, that woman — Janel Grant, who was hired in the specially made role of “administrator-coordinator” in WWE’s legal department — filed a lawsuit against McMahon, WWE head of talent relations John Laurinaitis, and the wrestling company outlining years of alleged sexual assaults. Among the allegations in the lawsuit, is McMahon’s demands that Grant make herself sexually available to both himself and Laurinaitis (who is also named in the suit), as well as unnamed “WWE Corporate Officers” and a “WWE Superstar.” Grant also accused McMahon of degrading her, and in one incident, said that named and Laurinaitis locked her in an office and raped her (source: Daniel Kreps’ “Vince McMahon Under Federal Investigation Amid Sexual Assault Lawsuit,” 2024).

[3] Technically she’s an Italian fascist, who—as a token Man-Box bruiser—channels the alt-right, female prime minister of Italy, Georgia Meloni. But you’d be forgiven for thinking otherwise; one, all fascists defend capital, and two, the Nazis have far greater propaganda value in centrist stories—are far more revered within kayfabe at large—for their perceived strength/warrior prowess. Despite modern fascism starting in Mussolini’s Italy, no one really makes movies about cartoon Italian fascists. Much of this has to do with American myth-making after WW2, hiding American Imperialism behind the Myth of the Good War (which requires a recognizable and feared, but also game enemy to work).