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Diary #411

Today I’m en route to Chicago, where I’ll meet my friend Claudia for dinner before heading over to the hotel where I’ll be spending the night with Ghost Rider; tomorrow he’ll take me back to the airport, and early Thursday morning I’ll be landing in London to spend two lovely weeks ranging up and down the island with Brooke Magnanti.  On Friday we’ll board a train for Scotland, then on the weekend of the 26th we’ll be at the Hay Festival in Wales before returning to London on the 29th; I’m going to take a quick trip across the channel on the 30th and fly home from Paris on the 31st.  If you’d like to see me while I’m there, please let me know ASAP; otherwise you’ll have to wait for my next trip over, whenever that is.  Keep your eyes open for photo columns on May 25th and June 1st, and on Monday there will be a special feature…my first short story in over a year!  If you’re a subscriber, you should’ve already received your copy; if you didn’t, let me know and I’ll get you one as soon as I return to the US.  And if you aren’t a subscriber, keep your eyes open Monday for instructions on how to get a copy for yourself!  In the meantime, I’m going to be traveling a lot until the weekend, so Twitter fans may not see me on as much; even after that, I’m probably going to be on at weird times.  But never fear; all my work (except for diaries & photo columns) is already queued up until the 2nd, because OCD.  Most days, you probably won’t even know I’m a third of the way around the world from my usual haunts.

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Last week was just as crammed full of the same kind of stuff as the week before, plus I’m trying to get as many columns in the pipeline as possible before I leave a week from today to visit the UK with Brooke Magnanti.  So far it’s going well; if I keep up this pace I’ll have everything done through June 2nd by the time I land in London, with the exception of the next couple of diary columns (which I obviously can’t do that far ahead), two picture columns like the ones I did on my trips with Lorelei, and the news column for June 3rd (which I will be able to finish on the trip as long as I can average a paltry one item per day).  You may have noticed that my news columns run 9 to 13 items; I’ve been artificially keeping them at 9 for the past couple of weeks so I can use a sort of toothpaste-tube effect to ensure I get all the May columns done by the time I arrive in London.  That way, I don’t have to stress about it on my trip.  Of course, the pipeline will be empty by the time I get back, but of late I’ve gotten pretty good at rebuilding the queue, so it won’t take long to get back up to my normal lead of 3 to 5 columns.  If you’re interested in taking advantage of my special, you only have until Sunday; but if you just want to see me and hear my Jessica Rabbit voice you need look no further than the podcast below, recorded two weeks ago when I was in LA.

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Whenever things in the demimonde go haywire, as with the recent ramping up of the US War on Whores, my own schedule gets much busier (as might be expected).  Between interviews, consultations, answering questions from nervous sex workers, planning for moving this blog and my escort website offshore, joining Switter, dealing with the time-wasters & harassers these events have drawn out of the woodwork, modifying my upcoming article for the next print edition of Reason (on sale in about 3 weeks) and doing my regular paying work, I’ve also had to push myself harder to plan and write as many columns in advance as possible so I don’t have to stress about it so much while I’m in the UK with Brooke Magnanti.  If you want to see me there, please let me know ASAP so we can schedule, and if you’re in the US you may want to take advantage of my “Two Out of Three” special.  However, the week wasn’t all work work work; I received this lovely lilac dress and a very flattering casual top from Paddy from NY, some super-sexy black snakeskin tights from Cdk, and a very generous cash donation from a reader in the Netherlands who wanted to show his support during these dark times.  Thank you all, and especially to my subscribers whose regular donations brighten my days; I couldn’t do this without y’all!

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I’ll break your arm, that’s what I’m about to do.  –  unidentified Alabama pig

I was quite young when this premiered one Saturday morning (Wikipedia says it was January 6th, 1973), and I was immediately taken with it.  It was of course the first episode of Multiplication Rock, which later grew into Schoolhouse Rock; I mention this is because the man who wrote and sang the song (and wrote all the other Multiplication Rock entries, singing all but 3 himself), Bob Dorough, died this week.  The links above the video were provided by Jesse Walker (x2), Franklin HarrisJillian KeenanRick Horowitz, and Elizabeth N. Brown (in that order).

From the Archives

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On Tuesday night I had an uneventful flight to Los Angeles and proceeded to have a lovely week with Angela Keaton, as I do every time I visit.  On Wednesday evening we went to Norma Jean Almodovar’s house for a screening of Rachel Wotton’s documentary Scarlet Road, and I got to meet Rachel herself!  Regular readers may remember that she’s one of my sex work heroines, so I was fangirling very hard when I got there, and you can imagine how I reacted when the first thing out of her mouth was, “Maggie, I’m so happy to meet you at last!”  She’s an amazing woman: personable and down-to-earth, a regular whore in addition to being an amazing activist and a deeply empathetic soul.  I sincerely hope I get to meet her again soon; she said given that I can freely fly now, I have no excuse not to come visit her in Australia.  Perhaps one day I shall!  Before we went to meet Rachel I recorded an interview for a Canadian news outlet, then later in the evening Angela and I recorded a podcast with M.K. Lords (content warning: butt stuff and soap).  On Thursday I recorded a podcast (out in the next week or so) with Conner Habib, and after we got back to Angela’s from there I did my level best to be sober for as little time as possible before returning to Seattle on Saturday evening.  And on the trip home.  And after I got home.  And the next day.  Because hey, I work hard, and now that I’ve learned to refer to inebriation as “self-care” I can even do it without feeling guilty.

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Last week was one of those ones where I just could not get caught up, no matter how hard I tried.  I can’t quite put my finger on the reason; I didn’t have an unusually-high number of work hours or anything like that, and I wasn’t traveling or doing an excessive number of errands  So I suppose it must’ve just been the general chaos resulting from FOSTA and the Backpage shutdown, including fielding lots of communications from worried ladies and clients and trying to decide how to protect this blog (y’all will be glad to know it’s all backed up and I’m currently working with a generous reader to figure out how to re-domicile it in a country which isn’t willing to lobotomize itself in a vain attempt to get rid of whores).  But for whatever reason, I ended the week in no better a position writing-wise than when I started, which is actually quite irritating to me given that I’m leaving tonight for Los Angeles and won’t be home until Saturday.  Which reminds me:  the dates for my trip to the UK are May 17th to 30th, and though I won’t have a lot of free time I can probably squeeze a few dates in.  So if you’d like to see me, let me know and I’ll see what we can do.  Anyhow, I’m hoping to manage this week a little better than last, but I don’t think it’s likely I’ll be treated to seeing a cartoon version of myself this week.  Oh, well, one can’t have everything.

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It’s a damned good thing that I had a decent amount of work and a few lovely visits with friends last week, because the increasing violence of the War on Whores has dumped a huge amount of stress on the entire demimonde.  Not even sex workers outside of the US are safe, because Uncle Sam’s megalomania knows no bounds and it seems even the Backpage sites in other countries were seized and taken down last Friday.  I’m trying to figure out how to most easily and effectively move this blog to an overseas server, just in case WordPress decides I’m “facilitating prostitution” and takes the site down to protect themselves from the unprecedented censorship of FOSTA.  I’ve been warning for years that the US police state was headed into full-scale totalitarianism, and here we are; I can assure you that governments won’t stop with censoring sex.  Next will come whatever they can brand “terrorism”, “hate speech” or “fake news”, and we can’t count on any help from ACLU because they’re too busy helping middle-class white men force stupid bigots to cater their wasteful displays of conspicuous consumption.  You know that expression, “It’ll get worse before it gets better?”  Well, we’re in that “getting worse” part.  And I’m sorry, loves, but I have absolutely no idea how long it’ll last.

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