Victoria Foyt Hates Metrosexual Men

You've probably heard of Victoria Foyt, author of the appallingly racist Revealing Eden: Save the Pearls Part I.

Today, I was interested in what else Foyt had to say, wondering if she was as equally delusional when it came to things other than racial issues.

The answer is yes, by the way.

She wrote this piece on how guys who where makeup and care about their clothes are, like, totally icky. This is what she had to say:

Several years ago, as I sallied forth with a hot prospect on a date, he pointed out with great interest the make of his Junya Watanabe coat. I murmured my appreciation--its beauty was indisputable; and I appreciated the absence of khakis or a T-shirt. 

But as he waxed enthusiastic about the cut and fabric of his fine apparel, I felt my libido plummet, and the lens through which I saw him turn from hot to cold. I felt he had encroached on my domain; the road between us had tilted askew.

I didn't know it was possible to be so insulting to both genders at once.

(More ranting under the cut!)

Gay Knights and Horny Heroes

 Today I'm here to talk about Gay Knights and Horny Heroes, by Michael Gouda.

This is a terrible, terrible book. 

Normally, I won't write reviews like this. I feel uncomfortable writing something so negative, but this book is wildly offensive, and I feel readers should be warned -- especially because this book contains hints of underage sex.

This book is an anthology where each story is connected to the next. It's a retelling of the legend of King Arthur. Everybody in Camelot is gay; they engage in lots of public nudity; there's not a woman to be seen. Could be fun, right?

Sadly, no.

On the first page:

Young scullions from the kitchens, the prettiest only of course, brought in huge silver salvers [...]. They were wearing only the shortest of tunics and there were tantalizing glimpses of bottoms toasted pink by the fires of the kitchen, and sometimes even the tip of a youthful dangling penis. [...] it was quite acceptable to pat a rounded bottom or fondle a hanging prick as it passed, and the Knights took full opportunity [...].

So I thought, huh. Full-grown men publicly molesting half-naked boys. Weird, but okay.