Marxist Problems, alternatively titled "Josie Unplugged."

I myself am not an excessively political person. But, because I'm a Dominatrix and a T-Girl my life is thrust into the political landscape despite my best intentions and my wishes. I routinely navigate a world of prudes, wannabe heretics, and personality disorders masked as belief systems.

If you don't know anything about me yet, a few months ago I posted an introduction on my feed. It contains all the relevant info. Now that I've set aside time to cozy up to you, here on this website, I will make this spot my personal journal. I'm including a photo with this post so you can put a face to the words and since I don't share many photos on social media, Steemit will be my main selfie and/or XXX photo repository.

So, back to it:

Lately, I've been growing further from the left. It was a natural alliance, at first. I sincerely tried to get on board because I assumed "sex positive feminism" and "t-girl liberation" were fine ideas that would benefit me personally. And they are beneficial if not undertaken by the wrong sorts. I know that people love an apostate so here I am, telling you that I'm a secretly divorcing the left even though I'm exactly the demographic these people most champion.

See, being a natural Dictator, I take a great deal of joy in being responsible for my own life. I don't like to be told what to say, how to say it, and I never ask "How low?" when told to bend over. I figure if I'm not politicizing my inclinations -- as in, forcing others to involve themselves -- then there should be no moral panic.

I am a very natural anarchist.

Here's where I've been having the most trouble with would-be friends and colleagues:

I strongly believe that there really are two kinds of people. When some yokel on the internet says "There are only two genders" I jokingly agree and tell them, yeah, no kidding, "Alphas and betas." Because aren't these categories the real things that define someone's role in life?

It's reasonable to me that most problems in the world might be solved by self-aware people figuring out exactly where they stand on that spectrum, as problematic as it might be. I make it obvious where I belong. Others, they're more discreet.

Natural equality doesn't exist, even though the concept of legal fairness is what we mean by "equality." This distinction is lost on most. It has nothing to do with gender and everything to do with personal capability and natural sensibility.

I believe the BDSM community is the next ENEMY #1 of Neo-Puritans. We will be doxxed for using words like "slavery" to discuss consensual-non-consent. This is the vibe I'm getting the more I'm open with the square world. An uncomfortable look here, a moral lecture there, and overall a total lack of support for my "powerful femininity" from those who most claim to believe in "girl power!"

This is especially true when it comes to select cases where I live the role of Domme over a woman. I've had content blasted from social media.

Now, I'm not telling you I've picked sides or play for any team but my own. Again, natural anarchist when it comes to my hands-off approach to anyone and everything except my own immediate life.

Though I'm concerned the idea of equality has become too dogmatic. As a wise man once said, everyone wants to be a chief and nobody the Indian. Though I think this desire is a pretense. Every slave I've ever worked with has been liberated by their lack of that exact pretense. They want slavery. They desperately need leadership. And what I provide them is more than kink, but an unshakable force in their lives that will always be consistent, always prove beneficial, and always deepen the most beautiful and healthy version of their secret selves.

This is sadly controversial in a world where everyone is required to be a "partner" and never a "subordinate" or "leader."

The more things change the more they stay the same, as it goes. Just as cultural restrictions were lifting on sexual expression and freedom to identify how one sees fit, a whole host of new, but just as arbitrary, rules come pouring in from the drain pipes of dogma.

Well, these are some passing thoughts for now.

Be prepared for one post a day, everyday. This is now my primary journal just for you, here on Steemit.

I love the way this color of dress looks on me. Today was beautiful, so despite my complaints about simple minds you can see the happy in my eyes.

Talk to you again soon!
XOXO,
Josie

P.S. Am I doing these entries right so far or is there something else I should do? I'm unsure. I'm very new to this but finally committing to the platform.