Sacrificial offerings and other strange traditions
by Kayden Kross
This is taken from the blog that I should probably spend much more time working on: www.clubkayden.com/blog
It’s not a pointed attack on tradition but it might as well be. Not like I’ve never done that before. I just don’t like our weird half dead idea of courtship. The opening doors thing kills me. I’m not for or against it really, I’m just sick of the unknown. Some women throw a fit about it because they think it’s benign sexism, some women think chivalry is dead and so wait like a stubborn child until the clueless male catches on and grabs the door handle, and then there’s the rest of us caught in the middle. We don’t care either way, we just don’t like the awkwardness when we wait and he doesn’t get it or he goes for it and we’re already halfway through the door. What’s the point? Whether he gets it or not has nothing to do with whether he respects me or is a real man, it’s just a sign that this whole door thing is in it’s twilight years and we will all one day look back on the silliness of it all.
Flowers. I could write a book on fucking flowers. I don’t like them. Take the rosy screen away and all we’re involving ourselves in is the sacrificial offering of freshly severed plant reproductive organs. Flowers are men’s way of trying to prove that they were thinking about you or they’re sorry. I’d rather just hear it and have them save the eight bucks. Then there is the incredible gray area after you get the flowers. You have to smell them. Then you have to say thank you and immediately display your plant organs in the best vase you have in a highly visible area in your home or office. The giver will read into how long you smell them for. You will read into what kind of flowers he got you because of course, we’ve assigned a meaning to every conceivable flower on the market. This could start another fight. If it’s yellow it might be a sign that he just wants to be friends. Or he wants you to get well soon. Or if it’s two dozen red roses he might be too serious. And what is the prescribed length of time for leaving these things on display? They wilt, they shed little flower things all over the table. The water turns funny colors. How fast can one throw them out without seeming ungrateful or callous? The potted plants are the worst. Indoor plants. There is no such thing as an indoor plant guys. These things didn’t evolve to live with us. All plant life evolved outdoors. Leave it there. Orchids sit on the high throne of evil. It’s not a gift to say I love you. It’s a gift to say, "I couldn’t put my feelings into words, but here, have some responsibility instead." Then you have to keep your caged plant in the right light and monitor the amount of water it gets. And you have to feed the thing. And it needs haircuts. And if the fucking thing dies then the giver reads into that too. Must mean you don’t care. Dogs are much more rewarding.
Meeting the parents: it sucks. The significant other always makes it out to be a casual thing. "Just because." But it’s never just because. What’s really going on is the son or daughter is saying, "Ok mom and dad, the last one didn’t work but I found a replacement. Good enough?" or, "what’s wrong with this person that I haven’t seen yet?", or sometimes it’s a rebellious thing, which is worse, because then the message is "ha ha! Burn!." And of course the tortured parents play nice, because they are more mature, and they don’t want to see it get worse. And you, the parent-meeter, get to be the pawn for the evening and analyze absolutely everything that is said until the moment you get home and start remembering how good the single life was. Personally, unless I’m planning on procreating with a person, I’d rather not meet the parents, and even then only because I want to make sure the sperm donor doesn’t have anything weird going on in the gene pool.
Valentine’s Day was invented by Satan. I don’t care if you agree with this historical record or not, it’s true. Satan woke up one day and decided that the best way to fuck with the deliriously happy infatuated people would be to put them to the test too early on. And the best way to fuck with the happily single is to convince them that they aren’t complete people. And the best way to fuck with the tried and true relationships is to point out that they’re past the infatuation period and need to move on to other people so they can experience the craziness all over again. And then of course the miserable people just get to be a little more miserable that day.
Ok I could go on but I’ll probably need more material another day so I’ll just do a follow up when I run out of interesting things to say again…
can’t half tell why this person was held in customs, just imagine some jaded customs officer running into that shit
Kayden Kross, Sacha Grey sister?
They are both from Sacramento?
Are all Sacramento chicks like that?
I love it when a whore tries to appear cool and intelligent and validates her existence by attacking the establishment and social traditions. There’s an odd irony in watching the same mouth that wraps around stranger’s cocks for cold hard cash, spewing verbal diaria about the society, politics, economy, etc. Opinions are like assholes, and everybody’s got one, even though some whores need to wear diapers after doing all those on and off camera double anals and fistings.
Kayden, if you’re so smart, how come you suck cock for a living? Do you honestly think chronic, degenerate masturbators who jerk off to your fuck videos give any shit about what you think and what you write? To them, you’re just another fuckhole, a meatbag, a human toilet. If you want to be taken seriously, stop fucking on film and get a life, get some education and a real job. Earn your fucking bread instead of sucking cock for it, and then let’s have a discussion about the establishment and social traditions.
I don’t know why Kayden was held but Belladonna and Bobbi Starr had no problems entering or leaving the country during the last expo in Australia. Australia and New Zealand are basically the same politically.
colonel,
she, like other whores, will always feel their opinions validated and have worth, because of sugary fanboi’s. the type that can’t form an opinion on anything, but will pour over every word she writes then reply with some shit like “you’re so hot and smart, i agree with every word you say, babe! xoxoxo” so much so, that next time they’re rolling through the checkout at wal-mart, one of these fat encased fuckers will wax lyrical to the checkout girl about one of kayden’s amazing social theories.
actually australia is way more hardcore than new zealand in regards to border control
So why would Belladonna and Bobbi Starr have an easier time entering Australia than Kayden entering New Zealand?
don’t just ask about belladonna and bobbi starr, these conventions in OZ and NZ are regular occurrences, many pornstars come into both countries without issue. clearly all had enough common sense to realise you don’t write on an entry form you’re entering for the purposes of work, when you don’t have a work visa.
from what i read, kross and those other twits were questioned over work issues, for that to happen one of them must have written down they were there for work purposes.
the fact they got in at all, after such an admission, shows what kind of a country new zealand is, IIRC they even fixed these silly bitches up with the appropriate visa. where do you think their ass would be had they done the same trying to enter the US?
“I love it when a whore tries to appear cool and intelligent and validates her existence by attacking the establishment and social traditions. There’s an odd irony in watching the same mouth that wraps around stranger’s cocks for cold hard cash, spewing verbal diaria about the society, politics, economy, etc.”
Priceless, just priceless General. But I think that also applies to male talent.
Jed, you’re right. Those delusional, pathetic, fanboy morons never fail to amaze me. They live in shitty apartments, work shitty dead end jobs or have no job at all, barrow money to buy porn and video games, hardly take a shower once a week, and yet are stupid enough to think if they approve a porn whore’s pointless ramblings and odd behaviors and send her love messages, they might get a mercy fuck out of her. I wish they could realize how fucked up these girls are in their personal lives, and in reality how they hate and dispese sex. To them, spreading their legs is not fun and enjoyment, it’s their livelihood and survival. The truth hurts.
And Rics, I agree with you. Man whores in the adult industry are even more miserable and pathetic than female prostitutes.
So why would Kayden write on the entry that she was entering for the purposes of work? None of her handlers told her or she was looking for trouble for publicity? Maybe it was her first time out of the country. Not sure about that.
“wish they could realize how fucked up these girls are in their personal lives, and in reality how they hate and dispese sex. To them, spreading their legs is not fun and enjoyment, it’s their livelihood and survival. The truth hurts.”
Several PW or former PW I have talked to said to me they did not even enjoy sex in private. But some are real sex addicts. The sadly former are more common that the later.