Pssst, Wanna Buy Femdom Shampoo?

For those who miss Tumblr, there's now an alternative. BDSMLR is a copy of Tumblr, only less sophisticated. It's where I found this image. Despite the fact it's an ad and not a femdom image, the women in red ooze femdom. Looking at their hair, their probably from a different planet, perhaps the Empire of a Hundred Suns from the Yapoo novels.

The reality is much more fun. These images are from a photoshoot that called the Cardinals. The photographer is Jan Osipyan for hair care brand Schwarzkopf Professional Russia. They're stunning images but I'd never have guessed they were for a shampoo commercial. Osipyan shot these images in 2016 or earlier. He doesn't look very active these days, so this is all the information I have. You can find more of his work on Behance.net. As for the shampoo, at least now you know which brand to buy mistress next time. I guess 

 

Zero Leather

Almost, but you're welcome to say yes to her dress.

More than most Dutch loves his toys, evil furniture and dommes dressing up. Despite that femdom has never been about those things. But hey, if you eat burgers for dinner all the time and tonight is different, why not cook your steak to perfection?

Rare, medium or well done, whatever you prefer. Colouring outside the lines is also highly encouraged. To me femdom is more than anything else a variation on boys meets girl and they lived happily ever after. The fact that their happiness is slightly different from things their neighbours enjoy doesn't mean it makes their happiness any less joyfull.

So Dutch likes the props that come with the territory. Like I explained several times before, they're optional. In the end, all that matters is how two people connect. For me that means, I usually click best with women whose personal gravity takes my breath away, something that has nothing to do with looks or toys. Yet somehow I know.

To kick of the new year, a lovely and highly personal selection of dominant women not dressed in leather. Not all leather can be avoided but I've kept it to a minimum. Think belts, boots, gloves and the occasional whip. Welcome to my femdom world of [almost] zero leather. Some of the time at least.

1. This steampunk domme is one of the images that gave me the idea for this post. It's just great.
 

2. All that is missing is a matching whip.
 

3. Such a lovely dress.Combines very well with the cane she is holding.
 

4. Glad her dress is not made out of tyres.
 

5. Sheer elegance. Just ignore the boots, they're optional
 

6. Green is such a happy colour that looks even brighter outdoors.
 

7. Green really is a happy colour. Awesome dress by the way.
 

8. Happy outfit, definitely worth sharing the selfie.
 

9. Whatever you do, don't look at the smile of governess Painless. It's all about the dresses today, remember?
 

10. Love, intimacy and femdom but no leather, so inspiring.
 

11. The second image that inspired this post, one of the most elegant embassadors for femdom I've seen in a long time.

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Berlin's Studio Avalon Is Closing Down

No More Happy Surrender In Berlin's Paradisal Underworld Realm

Herrin Mercedes [L] and Lady Marlon [R] (image: Avalon website)

 

After reading about it, Dutch banged his head against the table for a long time. Amsterdam to Berlin is only 650km (400 miles) by car or about six hours' drive. One day, or so I told myself. Too late. At the end of October the famous Berlin dungeon closed down for good. The Avalon website reads: 

"suddenly you realize it's time to start something new and to let go of what was." [1]

Avalon is a legendary island featured in the Arthurian legend of the making of Britain. When you and I hear the name Avalon, we immediately think of that famous Berlin dungeon. Why it's modern founders choose that name, I don't know. Some believe the original Avalon was located around Glastonbury, which was an island in ancient times. Other contemporary suggestions for the location of Avalon ranged included paradisal underworld realms equated with the other side of the Earth [2] at the antipodes. Perhaps that was the reason.

Both the OWK and Studio Avalon opened their doors in the second half of the 1990s. Long after the OWK was forced to shut down it's Berlin counterpart went from strength to strength. Studio Avalon was the result of two passionate, dominant women: Herrin Mercedes und Lady Marlon.

Even if you've never visited the place, you seen at least some of its movies. Avalon was an early adapter of the many possibilities the internet offered and Avalon's team put out many videos under various labels.

Back then video still meant VHS, there was this series of documentaries on famous dungeons. Dungeon scenes were followed by interviews with house dommes. I vividly remember Lady Marlon talking about her love of human ponies, while Herrin Mercedes confesses about her passion for medical play. When she was in college, she trained as a nurse. Some years later Lady Marlon dropped from public view and Herrin Mercedes became the public face of Avalon. [3] How do I remember? Dutch always had kind of a weak spot for Herrin Mercedes. I still do.

Remember, Dutch was born this way Observing from a distance, the same must be true for Avalon's leading ladies. Medical femdom never crossed my mind until I read about Herrin Mercedes. Still scares me but under the right guidance... Not that anyone comes to mind...

In the real world, 23 years is a long time. Online it's forever. My kink education coincides with the rise of the internet. So did Berlin's Studio Avalon. Apart from the endless parade of awe-inspiring dommes, what made me a fan for life is how the dungeon and it's leading ladies showed the world just how beauty femdom can be. And why getting hurt is not always a bad thing.

This April, Herrin Mercedes wrote about a new dentist's chair on her personal blog. Six months later, Avalon is selling of its inventory. Makes me feel sad.

Best to remember the good things. Avalon made the world a better place by teaching it a thing or two about how beautiful femdom can be.

Thank you Lady Marlon. Thank you Herrin Mercedes. I'm sorry we never met. The Vanilla's may have their own mythological Avalon, but so does the Dark Side. Ours is better. Wishing you both and all the rest of the team the very best.

Thanks for reading everybody. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna bang my head some more. And it hurts, the wrong kind of pain.

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[1] My translation of the German version, the English one is slightly shorter. "Aber plötzlich weißt Du es ist Zeit etwas Neues zu beginnen... und etwas Altes gehen zu lasse"

[2] Closest thing to the other side of the planet, calculated in a straight line from Berlin are the shores of New Zealand. Packing my bags right now, who knows what I'll discover.

[3] It's only then when I noticed her fondness of inward spikes. Bra's, underwear, shoes and lots more.

Let's Have The Talk

All of a sudden Dutch is all ears

To be the recipient of her personal gravity is nothing but a privilige.

The other day I was watching a re-run of The Big Bang Theory on Netflix. Cue next episode and suddenly I find myself watching science geek Sheldon giving his Mum "the talk" about safe sex. Odd, very odd.

One can only wonder if there is such a thing as a femdom equivalent of "the talk". I don't know, but it feels highly unlikely. I have no idea what that talk should be about. Different talks for different couples is the best I can come up with.

I must admit, however that today's image comes pretty close to what I imagine, is mistress and slave having "the talk." Most likely because it's such a strong image. The fact that I like it, because it ticks so many boxes might also have something to do with it. For one, effortless intensity comes to mind, or as I like to call it: her personal gravity.

Intimacy

Beyond the complex lies the extra-ordinary

Only a fool refuses to bow to reality.

Forget I was born this way. Part of what makes femdom fun is the endless array of toys and outfits, not to mention the many insanely complex schemes.

Yes, by now I know toys are evil, at least according to the femdom police. Who cares, I'm a rebel by heart. As for naked slaves versus mistresses dressed in leather or rubber, that's very much up to her, don't you agree?   

Personally I've never met a woman who doesn't look less than fabulous in leather or latex. So how can it be wrong to dress up if you feel like it? Or is it just me who cannot see the harm in having more fun? Outfits like that also can help in setting the stage and create a deeper feeling of power exchange.

In the end it doesn't matter whether you agree or not. What's matters is that it works for the both of you.

To make it 'work', two players need to connect as people first. Makes sense you think. Now go online and read the many ads and comments, reducing the other half to a mere prop. Why would I want that?

As I said before, my definition of a relationship is a recurring interaction with another person. That can be the clerk in the grocery story or you spouse - and anything in between.

All happy mistress-slave relationships hinge on some sort of connection. The closer two people are, the deeper their bond. If you're truly blessed that connections runs so deep, any random stranger can tell, whether or not they are into femdom.

No props, no complications, just a glorious image of a mistress and her slave. She gently wraps one hand around him, while she canes him. At the same time, her face seems to rest on his back. Even if you hate femdom, you know this image is all about good things. That's the amazing power of true intimacy.

Blindfolds are evil, right?

 

Professional Dominatrices Are The Best

The best, just not exclusively.

Ties are optional, showers and respect are not. (image: artist unknown)

At times Dutch can be a bit naive. Perhaps I take things for granted or maybe "I don't look further than my nose long is" [3], but I never realized just how terrible some people behave when it comes to voicing negative opinions about professional dominatrices.

When it comes to men, it kinda feels like they're trying to score brownie points with lifestyle mistresses by repeating the mantra of how they will never visit a professional dominatrix over and over again. Apart from the fact that many professional dominatrices are also lifestyle dommes, I don't believe them. For one, the 20 to one domme deficit makes that highly unlikely. On top of that, men are men. In the meantime they pretend to preach the gospel of female supremacy. In a world where things no longer add up 1+1=11 makes more and more sense. Then again, to me it always has.

Besides, in a world where we men never cheat on our wives or girlfriends [4], there'd be hardly any need for professional dominatrices. And I'm so not gonna point out the conflicting views of a firmly held belief in female supremacy versus trashing pro-dommes. Not that such lunacy makes men the more stupid sex. Stupidity is an equal opportunity harasser, it's treats men and women the same. It's just the outcome that's different.

If you want to fight the never-ending war, get yourself an army of women. The fact that they never give up is both their strength and weakness. Men on the other hand, at some point will say, let's stop and convert their tanks into monster trucks and go off to race them with their former enemies. [1]

Honestly, I have no idea why lifestyle-only women are hell-bent on thrashing professional dominatrices. The only reason I can think of is that they need to feel superior to other women. If you wanna feel superior, sing yourself a lullaby. There is no such thing a superiority, except superior stupid, just ask the OWK. [5]

If you want to be respected, work hard, be kind and use the talents that you have been given. What people respect and admire is not the size of the dog in the fight, but the fight in the dog. And when you do, you will realize you no longer need to feel superior or be disrespectful to other women and men.

The Highly-Tributed Lifestyle Domme four years on is still a long read. No, I'm not taking back my words.

I don't often get cross, but when I do, I'm evil. In the Summer of 2016 I started a series of post in five parts about the "Highly Tributed Lifestyle Domme." Trust me, that's me being kind and gentle. So, one day...

Luckily other bloggers are doing a better job. Paltego, the man behind the well-respected blog Femdom Resource is the obvious example. In the Summer of 2019 Dirk Hooper [2] wrote "thank heaven for the professional dominatrix" and the other day I ran into the blog of French slave Bdsaime [2] who lists four reasons why he loves meeting professional mistresses. That last one is my favourite. "I meet outstanding women." Oh, yes! You do. So very much. Remember what I wrote about my Tokyo session? Well there are many more awesome women, some of them working as a professional dominatrix on top of that. And I have met a few of them. Talkin' bout luck.

As always, the world's crappiest slave is also the luckiest. No, wait, that's not fair. Now I can never use that line again because better "slaves" continue to disrespect professional dominatrices. Thanks for nothing fellows. Get your act together and make me the world's crappiest slave again. I'll take care of the "luck".

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Notes:

[1] Others went fishing or read Sun-Tzu.

[2] I'd love to add both blogs to my blogrol but somehow it isn't working.

[3] Dutch proverb - we're quite fond of them - meaning taking things for granted or not thinking them through.

[4] Don't be fooled, it takes two to tango.

[5] Just ask the OWK how their "ultra-matriarchy" [yes, seriously] is working out for them. Whatever you do, don't mention the fact that their matriarchy is not representative of global female divinity. To me it looks mostly bland and colourless. Clearly someobody is missing the point here.

Japanese Mistress Bible

And yes another blog recommendation, but only if you can ready Japanese. [Working on it, working on it. I'll start any moment now.] [1] [2]

Raw power. Can I be your Forest Gump, my queen? Please? (Image: Kitagawa Pro, found on Buchi)

Back in early 2017 Ron mailed me about Yapoo's Market and queen Naomi Asano and her vision on femdom and BDSM. Included was a link to a Japanese blog about the historiography of Japanese femdom video work in the past 20 or 30 years.

The scans on the blog are from old "Mistress Bible" magazines as far as I can understand. But I can't read the Japanese Interview of our Femdom Amaterasu Naomi Asano, nor feed a translation program with the Japanese script, Ron concludes.

For now I'm gonna name the blog Buchi and it is vast. It has over 1600 articles written in a little under 4,5 years. It selection on Yapoo Market alone consists of roughly 180 posts. All in Japanese of course, so I pasted the url in Google Chrome and set it to translate automatically from Japanese to English and sort of readable text comes out. Google translate is far from perfect and it bridging the gap between character-based writing and our Western alphabet is a bit too much. On top of that Google is participating in translating highly subversive porn, which is clearly too much for the machine to handle. Still you get some readable garbage as output.

It's easier to put human cattle through the wringer than to understand the teachings of queen Naomi Asano. Help!

Like Ron says, the real problem is Japanese text converted to images. Below is one such example he sent me, it's an interview with Naomi Asano. Would love to read it, so sad we don't live in the Matrix where I can just upload a Japanese language pack [or become the perfect slave with the click of a button.]

Until I master reading Japanese, feel free to translate and send it too me so I can post it. More on Buchi's blog later.

Psst. Everybody knows Japanese femdom has a special place in my heart, so from now on I'll refer to Japanese mistresses as "queen".  No worries, I have a big heart.

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Notes:

[1] I know what I'm up against having done a course in Mandarin Chinese long ago. At least it'll save me a tiny bit of time learning some of the characters. Just don't get your hopes up anytime soon.

[2] Are you Japanese? Write to me. Use short sentences. I'll have Google translate it. We'll see what happens.

Latex - the Finest in Femine Fashion

No you pervert, this tree is not being milked, it's a rubber tree being tapped for latex. Vegan, yes. Environmental friendly latex wardrobe? That's not today's topic.

As the world's 11th most rebellious slave it's my solemn duty to show the world the benefits of latex. Why? Because it makes you feel like a superwoman. It's also the kind of behavior mistress expects of me. To make the Dark Side a happier, brighter and more consensual evil place.

Rule number one - don't worry it's also the only rule - latex looks good on everyone. No need to go on a diet before you slip into something more breathtaking.

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1. Greta Garbo is considered one of the greatest female stars of classic Hollywood cinema. Flesh and the Devil (1927), her third movie, made her an international star. She was also a natural leader who became interested in theatre at an early age. On why she never married: "I always wanted to be the boss."

Anna Foxxx is dressed in a latex Garbo blouse, designed by Syren Latex. It accentuates her sensuality while retaining her mystique at the same time. If that's not enough, look at the skirt she's wearing. (link)

Both in this image and in the ten that come next, always remember, it the woman that brings to life the outfit, never the other way around.

Anna Foxxx is dressed to kill or whatever she feel like.

2. As I write this I'm wearing a pair of Tardis-blue tennis shorts, a black t-shirt and a pair of sneakers. Apart from t-shirt and jeans, my wardrobe is filled with suits. Not much of a dedicated follower of fashion, but I love the designs of latex artist Sebastian Cauchos. All of 'em. Here's today's favourite. And yes, just like your favourite song depends on your mood, so does your favourite latex picture. Image found on the Instagram of Matrioska666.

For such a talented designer, Mr. Cauchos should do a much better job when it comes to the watermarks.

3.Madison Calley (@CalleySunshine) is a classically trained harpist, modeling an exquisite dress made by Syren Latex. It's called the ruffled boobie dress. The strawberries & champagne colours are amazing. Madison Calley also has her own clothing line, called the Royalty Collection. Found this image on the Twitter account of Latex Kitch.

There must be a connection between creativity and love of latex.

4. This lady modeling at the Yves Saint Laurent Ready-To-Wear Fall Winter 2020 Paris fashion show also caught my eye. Ready-to-wear is an industry term that makes little sense when it comes to latex. Just ask Kim Kardashian. [2]  Now Fashion has the entire show but Latex Kitsch the best image.

Why so gloom?

5. Bold, daring and perfect. Just stunning, this Atsuko Kudo monochrome latex outfit shown here at the Fall 2020 ready-to-wear Balmain fashion show. Or is it the woman wearing it who makes it stunning. What do you think OWK? [1] Found it twice on Latexkitsch.

The gloves are nice too.

6. American Singer Dawn Richard in a Venus Prototype outfit. Custom Olive Latex Oversized Blazer & Biker Shorts. Also here and here.

Personal choice, it ticks a box. No less awesome.

7. "Cleopatra (@alannigarnet) shines the catwalk of @lafashionweek in a bronze latex gown." Another gem by LA-based Venus Prototype.

Fits any goddess.

8. There probably is no bolder statement in fashion than the colour red. Now add a little latex for that extra umpf. Artist Miss Shalae wearing a red Syren Latex Madonna gown.

Wow starts with a W, so close your mouth before you say it. For the rest, same as above, fits any goddess.

9. Kenyan-Mexican actress Lupita Nyong'o is wearing a sleeveless Joy dress in light brown by Japanese latex fashion designer Atsuko Kudo. Magic. If anyone knows where I can watch Warrior Women With Lupita Nyong’o, please let me know.

Extra credits for writing a children's book, ma'am.

10 Young London designer Richard Quinn comes up with a valiant, even defiant combination of latex and fabric with floral patterns. The result is amazing. Love it. Image found on Latex Kitch.

Flowers are vegan too! Amazing (combo, that is.)

11. Beyonce looking like a Disney princess. The lavender latex tulip cup mini dress by Venus Prototype is very nice but also a bit predictable.

"Yay, my first [latex] Disney dress. I'm princess Anna lost in the desert. Yay."

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Notes:

[1] Hey OWK, I hope you get my carefully curated, inspiring message.

[2] Watch Kim Kardashian putting on her latex outfit. For church. Humour, curves and latex, I'm starting to like her. (Click image to watch on Youtube.)

The real question is how do you get out of it? Kim Kim?

Lift Him Higher - What an Image

Mistress and Slave in Perfect Harmony - Free Minor Flaws Included.

A woman holding the head of her slave in the palm of her hands. One of the strongest femdom pictures I've seen in a long time.

People, not props are kink's secret super power. Q.E.D.

In another realm it could easily be a woman lifting high the head of the man she loves. Perhaps the image was taking, seconds after he tied her shoelaces. This picture, however, leaves no doubt. It's all about mistress and slave. And boy, are they happy. You can tell even without their faces. Found this image on Tumblr in it's dying days and my fascination for it is on full repeat.

It's one of the most powerful femdom images I've come across in quite a while. Despite that I cannot explain exactly why or what. The picture suggests some deep, intimate connection that allow mistress and slave to drift away from mainstream conventions. Then again, who cares? Connection between lovers is perhaps the biggest prizes in life, any which way.

The Hallmark and Disney pictures where one lover gently touches the other person's face are all around. Such images no doubt, are meant to symbolize some sort of - corporate approved - supreme loving gesture. Transplant that logic to the Dark Side and it no longer adds up. Not that it ever did in the first place.

The picture is balanced, something that enhances its impact. At the same time, it takes you to a world where roles are both natural and clearly defined, yet unlike anything in Vanillia. At the same time it manages to stay clear of all things that give femdom a bad name.

Show me the kinkster that doesn't crave real power exchange in a safe environment, especially with a loved one. This image has all of that and more. It feels like raw, pure, undiluted power exchange. For a brief moment of zen for these two people the world is finally in perfect harmony and at peace. Perfect, except for one thing: their eyes cannot meet. Bad, bad blindfold! Such a shame.

The Unbreakable Spy Princess: Noor Inayat Khan

For once Dutch bows his head to true female supremacy.

Pay attention please, this is what elite truly looks like.
Or as Sherlock says: "that woman." (Image BBC)

Continuing from yesterday, today the story of an unflinching heroine who bought herself a one way ticket to Nazi hell. Let's get ready to rumble: the Enchantress of Number vs. The Spy Princess. If you think this is an episode of The Voice Knock-Out, sorry.

The Bank of England is deciding which scientist to put on the new £50 note. Why does it have to be a scientist? Only the Bank of Brexit's Canadian boss can tell you. All in favour of scientist Ada Lovelace, my mind was made up until I read about Noor Inayat Khan.

Young Noor was a dreamy, sensitive young girl who wrote children's books and brought up respecting Gandhi's nonviolent philosophy. Erroneously Her contemporaries believed The Unbreakable Spy Princess didn't have what it takes. We all know secret warfare is not for everyone. A poor athlete, clumsy and afraid of weapons, what was this Muslim Girl thinking? Lesson number one: those who stand out act upon their gut belief before contemplating how to reach their exact goal. Mrs. Khan is a prime example.

After fleeing Nazi-occupied France, Noor signed up for the war effort. A talented musician, She excelled as a wireless operator, the most dangerous job of all behind enemy lines. Aircraft crews routinely celebrated their 25th mission. The great majority of them didn't make it that far. The odds for W/T operators were worse. When things went sour - and they usually did - the moment the Nazi prisoners could finally embrace death as a friend, sadly, took an excruciating long time.

Her training officers expressed doubts about Noor's suitability. "She came here with the foggiest idea of what to do." That didn't deter Her. The guys who successfully make it through special forces training are usually not the strongest ones. The motivation to contribute to something bigger than themselves is what gets the men through the ordeal. It breeds determination and perseverance. Same with Mrs. Khan.

Time and again Noor Inayat Khan proved being ill-fitted for the job. During a mock Gestapo interrogation, Her interrogating officer found it "almost unbearable" and reported that "She seemed terrified… so overwhelmed She nearly lost her voice". And that afterwards "She was trembling and quite blanched." They were so wrong. Mrs. Khan believed in Her ability to succeed. Just before Her first - and only - mission, She was offered the honorable way out. Noor flatly refused. The really hard thing for Mrs. Khan was saying goodbye to Her widowed mother. Some 15 years before, after Her father had died, She took on the responsibility for Her grief-stricken Mom and Her younger siblings.

Romanticized but no less brave.
Hate that misplaced smile.
(Image Rejected Princess, edited)

On the night of June 16 1943 "Madeleine" landed in Northern France, Her mission doomed from the start. Barely a week after Noor entered Paris, virtually all of SOE’s operators in the city were caught in a giant sweep by the Gestapo. Noor evaded capture and was left as the only undercover radio operator in Paris. Imagine the all-out Nazi manhunt for a single young woman - of colour! Despite that, She refused to be brought back to Britain, realizing just how important Her work was. Eventually The Unbreakable Spy Princess Noor Inayat Khan was betrayed by a double agent. It took six male Gestapo officers to hold down a Single, Petite, "Poor Athletic", Children's Book Author. In the end it is inevitably about the fight within. A few hours after Her arrest, Noor tried Her first escape. It failed and so did another one. What it did manage to do, however, was to earn The Unbreakable Spy Princess the label "Petite ET Très Dangereuxs." Because of that Noor Inayat Khan was doomed to spend most of the final year of Her young life in chains.

The Nazi's used a gruesome, three-tier system for torturing and extracting intel from their prisoners. No need for details. If you were beyond doomed, and completely out of luck to survive the first two stages, it no longer mattered whether you talked or not. The interrogation was designed to kill you. That bad? Yes.

Mrs. Khan never revealed any secrets. A year after Her capture, Noor was sent to Dachau concentration camp. In Her final - and one of Noor Inayat Khan several finest hours - The Unbreakable Spy Princess was forced to kneel next to the grave that should have had the decency to swallow Her long before. Even then, The Unbreakable Spy Princess wasn't granted a quick and painless crossing-over. In war it is hard to preserve even a shred of human dignity, but the self-proclaimed Uebermensch (superior race, apologies for the capitalization) proved once again, even scraping the bottom of the barrel, set too high a bar for the blond dolls in uniforms. Mrs. Khan's last words before Her executioners opened fire were "liberté!". How could Her handlers two years earlier be so wrong about The Young Lady they dubbed "the most unlikely secret agent?"

Looking back, Mrs. Khan's merciless beatings, especially the ones during her final hours, show the world once again - completely superfluously, obviously - just how rotten and evil Her captors truly were. Meanwhile Noor Inayat Khan, The Unbreakable Spy Princess proved, under the most inhumane of circumstances, to be the very opposite. Ridiculed by Her instructors in Britain, two dozen months before, Mrs. Khan suffered like no human ever should. She did so until the very moment of Her death. Noor Inayat Khan shows us once again that heroes are made, not born. Looking back, Mrs. Khan is now incorporated in the Pantheon of Humanity, made up of all those who stand for everything that is good and admirable about the people of this earth.

These days hardly anyone remembers Her. You can be a princess all you want, but if you're born in the wrong country, history doesn't care. Tell me again, why were we fighting Hitler and his cronies in the first place? History hasn't been exactly kind to Ada Lovelace either. Noor Inayat Khan died a mere 30 years old. Ada, too, passed away at a young age. She was halfway her thirties, 36 to be precise, when she died. Both women are part of the secret army of unsung heroes. Yes, their lives were shaped by the times they lived in, but that goes for all of us. Above all, they made their own, often hard choices. It is pointless to argue who is the better person. Stop judging! Leave that to the indignant, ill-informed mob on social media. The zucker is rich enough! That doesn't mean we don't all have our preferences. "Blue pill or red pill, sir?"

You know, 11 not only stands for eleven. It also means one and one. Throw in some typical Dutch behaviour and let's split the bill, half of the new £50 notes with the portrait of Ada Lovelace, the other half featuring the image of Noor Inayat Khan. Eleven to the rescue once again. Somehow I don't think that's gonna happen. I was so happy to be wrong about the first female Timelord, let's try that again.


PS
Back to the words "supreme" "elite" and "blablabla" from yesterday. Still not sure what it means, but whatever it is, it was never meant as silly self-serving lingo for women who have feel an itch to express just how dominant, strong, superior or whatever they crave to be. In terms of humanity, Mrs. Khan is the elite of what mankind has to offer. "The One of the conversation, capable of strong attachments, kind hearted, emotional, imaginative." I'll settle for a short talk with Her any time over the dommeliest 24/7/365 goddessy thing of a lifetime with the most supreme, elite, or premier of dommes anywhere. For once I bow my head to female supremacy. Happily, grateful and of my own free will.


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Notes (sorry, sad ones only):

[1] During Her mock Gestapo interview Mrs. Khan already was afraid. Imagine the haunting fear that must have terrorized Her during her year as a Gestapo prisoner. Still She didn't give Her interrogators anything, defying them 'till Her last breath. Even if you cannot win, you can make the other party loose. Splendid.

[2] It must have been a terrible blow to the Nazi ego to be unable to break a Single, Petite Muslim Girl. You've spent all this time creating your ultimate fantasy of belonging to an imaginary master race, free racism and all, and then A Single Young Woman comes along. One Who shows you that your club of leather-dressed dolls in uniforms is the very opposite of a superior race. Neither are you part of the human race - and yes the blame is once again on you. After all, if you were a truly superior race, you wouldn't have lost the war, now would you? Unfortunately history repeats itself.

[3] Perhaps the life story of Noor Inayat Khan is something to think about next time you hurry home to put on your Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS outfit. How 'bout enjoying the same hot fantasy without actual Nazi symbols. Dropping the swastikas is a start. Just a suggestion.

[4] Found one book about the life of Mrs. Khan. No, you don't have to buy it for me. I'll leave the begging to those who mistake greed for an interest in kink.

[5] History repeats itself. In an excellent article, The New York Times writes how "U.S. Law Enforcement Failed to See the Threat of White Nationalism. Now They Don’t Know How to Stop It." [Saturday, November 03, 2018]

[6] It's one of those days I wish I was rich like Bill Gates. My billions would guarantee that Noor Inayat Khan is remembered on the new £50 note and that would just be the beginning. It also shows you how very much non-billionair I am. With that amount of money one should be much more ambitious.

[7] Remember Allo Allo, the comedy series about occupied France? With the BBC running out of ideas for the Doctor Who Christmas episode - this year it will be shown on New Year's Day instead - why not mix Allo Allo with the real world heroism of Mrs. Khan adding a bit of Doctor Whozardry?

Yes, Noor gets killed, not even the Doctor can change that. However shortly before She dies, The Spy Princess hands the Doctor a message for Her mother. Over the next few months - Noble Noor was executed on September 13, 1944 - the Doctor struggles to deliver Her goodbye. In order to do so, the Timelord outsmarts the usual evil aliens, and especially the Daleks in this episode. After all, those tin machine slash miserable men are nothing but space Nazis. "Exterminate!" Snow falls, Christmas Eve has arrived and the Doctor at last manages to deliver Noor's final words to Her mother. Like any Mom, she already knows Her Daughter won't be coming back. Reading the letter, Mom slowly begins to realize the strength of Her Daughter's convictions and the importance of the sacrifice Her Oldest One decided to make. Above all, she understands it was not only the right choice but the only choice for Noor.

Last scene, the camera slowly turns away from the sideboard with the letter resting on top of the children's book Noor wrote in 1939, towards the dinner table where the family has gathered for their annual Christmas meal. Even though Mom will spend the rest of her life struggling with the loss of Her Oldest Daughter, Noor's final message sets Mom free, allowing her to return to the here and now. Unlike last year she enjoys Christmas with her family. Come on BBC! How hard can it be?

So New Years' Day then? Who cares? On the first day of 2019 Luther returns. And perhaps Alice too!