Dedicated to Love, Marriage, a Free Palestine & the Bonobo Way + We Beat tRump (again)! by Dr. Susan Block      It’s our 32nd Wedding Anniversary! Thirty-two years ago, my Prince Charming – Prince Maximillian Rudolph Leblovic di Lobkowiz di Filangieri, pioneer LA underground publisher, international artist, designer, antiwar activist, sexual freedom fighter, free speech fugitive (at one point) and bon vivant – and I entered into the kinkiest kind of human bondage there is: we got MARRIED. Continue reading on Dr. Suzy's Journal...

In a roiling sea of greed-driven, militaristic, misogynistic, racist, kleptocratic, ecocidal patriarchies, DomCon is an island of female empowerment, male well-being and peace through pleasure… with a little bit of pain. It’s the Comic-Con of kink, the Met Gala of BDSM and Game of Thrones without all the gross and gratuitous mass murder and mayhem… and even better outfits. But really, it’s so much more… it’s DomCon!

by Dr. Susan Block. From smacking beautiful buxom Pilgrim babes’ bare bottoms to spanking and stuffing the tRump Turkey with a big phallic corn on the cob, we celebrate the climax of Naughty November with a rousing, rollicking and slappy Spanksgiving in Bonoboville, 2019. No slouches in the sapiosexual exploration of impact play, we also investigate the historic precedents and therapeutic aspects of the fine art of butt-slapping. This Spanksgiving features the kinky talents, academic acumen, generous natural boobs and spankable buns of one of our favorite DrSuzy.Tv guests, Rhiannon Aarons.

by Dr. Susan Block Friends, Romans, Countrywomen, lend me your ears! I come to bury Valentine’s Day, not to praise it… Sorry to change up Shakespeare’s sacred words from Julius Caesar (Act III Scene II), but hear me out. Valentine’s Day is fake news concocted by the early Catholic Church, enhanced by Hallmark and abetted by Bezos, sanitizing and commercializing the primal pagan holiday of the heart. What is the original Valentine’s Day? Lupercalia!

by Dr. Susan Block The Trumpocalypse is upon us: climate change roiling Mother Earth, migrant children being ripped from their parents, neo-Nazis on the march, military build-up as social services are stripped, sexists stealing women’s rights and corporations stealing all of our resources. Meanwhile, the Narcissist-in-Tweet spews maddening vitriol, stimulating hate in the basest of his base and distracting the rest of us from the great multi-trillion dollar heist he and the uber-greedy .001% are pulling off that could lead rather quickly to the curtain call of the human race (and most other species) on Earth.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s the Birth of a Magazine, the brand spanking—and sploshing—new Speakeasy Journal. So what is there to do but throw a big bawdy Bonoboville bacchanal, blasting off with a sparkling Speakeasy “launch party,” that flows into a gigantic birthday show of shows—including some of my oldest friends and some of my newest—then fans out into a night of bonoboesque communal ecstasy, climaxing with a whopping orgasm to send this happy birthday gal soaring into another amazing year.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s our last live DrSuzy.Tv broadcast of 2017, a year that was awesome and awful, terrific and terrible—or Trumpible, if you will, since much of the terror was caused by the Trumpus. Whether you loved or hated it, this year is in the rear (for my full year-in-review and unadulterated thoughts on the unbonobo presidunce and erotic resistance, see #GoBonobos in 2018, also in Counterpunch). Thus, with a fond farewell to this year’s 45 sensational shows, a Merry New Year and a very Happy Nude Rear to all, we present the 2017 SUZY awards.

by Dr. Susan Block Kink Month II, 2017, on DrSuzy.Tv, creeps up and pounces on its prey like a pussycat crossed with a tiger. Thus unfolds “The Revenge of the Pussies”—cats, kittens, leopards, lions, tigers, vulva puppets, and real live vaginas—against the power-mad Pussygrabbers of the World, especially the scary-clown, jack-o’-lantern-colored Pussygrabber-in-Chief who sits, spewing “Fire and Fury” and trash from our White House, thanks to our state of electoral dysfunction.