by Dr. Susan Block The big fat silvery Supermoon of summer’s end beams over Bonoboville throughout this show in all “her” radiant glory, fearsome mystery and erotic power, bathing us in eroticizing celestial moonshine well into the after-party. This massive August moon is not *just* full as the belly of a woman about to give birth; it is also at “perigee,” the moment when la luna (español for the moon) is closest to Earth in its orbit. The full moon coinciding with perigee makes it appear even larger (thus the term “supermoon), which is a tremendous turn-on for us lunar size-queens. Perhaps that’s why this show glows with so much luminous excitement, wild sex, fun and bonoboësque wisdom. Or maybe it’s the sky-rocketing So Cali heat that makes the clothes come off and the passions pour forth with such force, velocity, generosity and unrestrained freedom of expression. Another integral part of the “moon magic” of this show springs from the talent and openness of my two featured guests, Leilani Lei and Dayton Rains, both virgins to The Dr. Susan Block Show, but already ardent adherents to the Bonobo Way.

by Dr. Susan Block Labor Day becomes “Labia Day” on DrSuzy.Tv, broadcasting live from Bonoboville on the first Saturday night of September. Our first Labia Day, a.k.a., #LabiaDay, celebration features the delightful labia-lapping Dayton Rains showing off her own world-famous labia in multiple positions and configurations, expertly licking my lucky labia and, in that great U.S. presidential intern tradition, smoking a cigar through her labia, as well as instigating a small but sassy Labia Day Movement right here in the Womb Room studio—power to the pornstars! Back to Labor Day (for just a moment), which I’ve always found to be a bittersweet occasion. Like any public holiday, it’s as good an excuse as any to break out the booze and BBQs, but tragically, it also marks the end of summer vacation, with “labor,” a.k.a., school, work and winter, looming ominously ahead. Moreover, the whole “labor” theme never seems to be a genuine celebration of the people, the real workers, or the 99%. It’s more of a paltry pacifier from the 1%–the owners, Mafioso union bosses, greedy oligarchs and CEOs—one measly Monday where we theoretically don’t have to labor for The Man, but are expected to consume high-calorie processed foods from company stores like Walmart and Target, watch military-style parades and endure boring, hypocritical speeches.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s the cusp of the Fall Equinox, but it still feels like the Bonobo Summer of Love here in the Womb Room, and oh my goddesses, is it hot… in more ways than one. My first featured guest is Jeanie Marie, adult star, budding film director and Jack the Zipper protégé. Decked out for her first trip to Bonoboville, Jeanie takes the stage in shiny black patent Christian Louboutin peep-toe stiletto high heels with signature crimson-lacquered “Sammy Red-Bottoms,” a little black couture dress trimmed in glamorous ostrich feathers and artfully applied crimson glitter lipstick with matching eye shadow, plus more sparkles spangling her high cheekbones. More than a fashion plate, Jeanie’s artistic passion is to create films that convey the beauty of female sexuality, and we give her one of our telltale white envelopes containing a secret award from the Bonobo Way Female Empowerment Outreach Project, made possible in this auspicious Year of the Bonobo by an anonymous Bonobo Way reader and philanthropist.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s Supermoon Eve, just before the total lunar eclipse, when Bonoboville welcomes a different kind of luminosity into the Womb Room, a human beacon of light illuminating peace through pleasure on Earth. Two visionary leaders of the “healing biotope,” TAMERA, an extraordinary human community, grace my broadcast bed, sharing their narratives and their wisdom—bright and globular as this first Fall full moon—and even partaking in a lusty round of Bonoboville Communion. Now that’s communal ecstasy with a twist of ecosexuality and a powerful moonshine chaser. Forged in the fire of anti-war fervor and the sexual revolution, the “village” of Tamera was conceived in Germany in 1978 and founded in southern Portugal in 1995 on principles of peace, trust, ecology and “free love.” Today 170 people live, love and work in Tamera, connected with its growing international network and base stations in Israel-Palestine, Colombia, Brazil, Kenya and other countries, each an interconnected part of Terra Nova, the global platform for their mission of peace.

by Dr. Susan Block Happy Kink Month! Did you know that October is International Kink Month? Neither did I, until yesterday when Hercules Liotard’s post popped up on my timeline. Apparently, just as Good Vibrations declared May to be Masturbation Month, Stockroom has designated October as “Kink Month,” encouraging kinksters in and out of closets around the globe to let their freak flags fly (an aspect of releasing your inner bonobo)! It’s all in the Halloween holiday spirit of revelry, roleplay, masquerade, adventure, playing with fear as an aphrodisiac, and of course, buying lots of kinky paddles, padlocks and piggie hoods from Stockroom.

by Dr. Susan Block Brothers & Sisters, Lovers & Sinners, Witches & Bitches, Tramps & Vamps… as nights grow long, Halloween draws nigh and “Kink Month” hits the midway spot, gather ye into the Womb Room Speakeasy Cathedral for an old-time evangelical revival meeting, bonobo-style, featuring a Pentecostal preacher, two porn stars, a sweetly sadistic mistress, a sagacious sex therapist and a snake (Eve) in the Garden of BonoBOOville.

Two great bonoboësque ladies, world-class stars of kink and sex education, grace my broadcast bed for Kink Month IV, a festival of floggers and books—for reading and spanking. I open the show riding my Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom, flying on a kinky stream of Halloween poetry into a Womb Room packed with apprentices of pleasure. The gentle leader of these aspiring “sex coaches” is my first guest, master sex coach, clinical sexologist, SexCoachU.com co-founder and author of The Art of Sex Coaching, Dr. Patti Britton. In the midst of teaching one of her “SAR” (Sexual Attitude Reassessment & Restructuring) weekend groups, the indefatigable Dr. Patti brings her charming students to Bonoboville to expand their erotic horizons and celebrate Kink Month with the kinksters.

By Dr. Susan Block As nights grow long from the witch’s hex, let us enter the realm of scary sex… whereupon our congregation of bonobo brothers & sisters is transformed into a convocation of sexy witches and hot bitches, tranced-out tramps and curvaceous vamps, all of us gathered together in the Womb Room for the magical, orgasmical, singing, dancing, delightfully debauched, vibrating, broom-flying, Sybian-riding screaming climaxXx of Kink Month 2015 and another high-flying, frighteningly hot Halloweeeeeen in BOOnoBOOville.

Capt’n Max, a.k.a., Pr. Maximillian R. Leblovic di Lobkowicz di Filangieri, was born at the Vatican Hospital in Rome, on November 8th 1943. At the tender age of seven, he and a horde of other deposed royal families of Europe set sail on a big beautiful ship, eventually arriving in the Great Promised Land of Montclair, New Jersey. There he grew up to be a truly revolutionary publisher of such titles as The LA Star, Love Magazine, Hate, God, Finger, Meetings with Remarkable People, The Brentwood Bla Bla, Beverly Hills, the Magazine and many more, pioneering the first “reader-written” media which exploded in the Internet Age, becoming the behemoth we now call “social media.”

By Dr. Susan Block Hosting a live pro-sex variety show less than 24 hours after a horrific multiple mass murder in the City of Love is a little bizarre. But it’s a “healing” kind of bizarre, like pushing yourself to have sex when you’re under-the-weather, physically or emotionally. After you get into it, very often you feel better. And sometimes it even helps you to get better. This sexual healing part of what I call the Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure.