Bukowski chat

[chalice]

Gee, chalice, that sounds ever so fascinating. Do elucidate.

Well, since you asked, it was half my life ago. I was a mere sprogling of 19, doing an English degree. There was I on my 19th birthday in the student's union, being pished and eyeing up anything with boobs who happened to stray into my vicinity. Long story short, I ended up with this first year med student called Edel. Some semblance of a relationship developed.

Turns out Edel was frigid beyond redemption and a complete fruitbat. She hailed from an isolated border town in Northern Ireland, and her mother had died in unfair circumstances the year before, leaving her ostensibly nursing the twin tragedies of her grieving country father and clueless little sister while endeavouring with the medical degree. This did little for my sex life, notwithstanding some obligatory cringe-worthy explorations, though I remained stoic, empathetic and above all, optimistic.

I was invited into the parental home, some months having passed, and was presented with the traditional parameters, ie. don't fuck my daughter under any circumstance and all that jizz. Didn't make much difference. I wasn't getting much anyway.

Now, I likes books, and I likes libraries. When an opportunity to visit a new library presents itself, I'm your man. Next best thing to a pub. So, off we swished to this terminally 70's Lego affair of a library in this sleepy yet contentious Northern Irish border town. Even at 19 I was sad and nerdy enough to get a thrill upon discovering this Henry Miller hardback I'd never even read about. I'd read the Tropics, of course, and loved it, but I'd never heard of Opus Pistorum. I borrowed it under her name, read snatches and went back home, leaving the tome.

Opus Pistorum is the most vile assemblage of words ever amassed within a single cover. It was written by Miller for a dollar a page when he was down on his luck for some Parisian pseudo-literary porn magazine, and included just about every permutation of debauched sex imaginable. Edel innocently left this on her family coffee table for her right-wing catholic father to pick up and peruse. I was labelled a degenerate and was never invited back. The relationship petered out a short time later.

[IdolEyes787]

Fascinating stuff ,do continue.

[Artemis]

Fascinating stuff ,do continue.

Nope, I think leaving the parisian pseudo-literary porn on the right-wing Catholic fathers coffee table pretty much ended the story. I still remember the meeting the folks days with the dad glowering malevolently at me and sending mental don't fuck my daughter under any circumstances waves of consciousness at me. I never left them any porn to peruse, it is an unusual touch.....

[megabyteme]

Yes, yes! Surely, there were many times you nearly got laid...

[Artemis]

Yes, yes! Surely, there were many times you nearly got laid...

Not sure who this is aimed at, but in my case the mind control from daddy never slowed me down one little bit, in fact I even nailed one of said daughters in the spa pool before dinner when meeting dad for the first time.

[chalice]

Fascinating stuff ,do continue.

Nope, I think leaving the parisian pseudo-literary porn on the right-wing Catholic fathers coffee table pretty much ended the story. I still remember the meeting the folks days with the dad glowering malevolently at me and sending mental don't fuck my daughter under any circumstances waves of consciousness at me. I never left them any porn to peruse, it is an unusual touch.....

It wasn't my fault. She was the one who proved the invisible line between art and porn. Stupid bitch hadn't even read it. Her stupid Dad only ever looked at pictures.

Having said that, and having re-read Opus Pistorum (work of the miller) some years later, I reckon it should be burned. It panders to paedophiles.

[mjmacky]

Nope, I think leaving the parisian pseudo-literary porn on the right-wing Catholic fathers coffee table pretty much ended the story. I still remember the meeting the folks days with the dad glowering malevolently at me and sending mental don't fuck my daughter under any circumstances waves of consciousness at me. I never left them any porn to peruse, it is an unusual touch.....

It wasn't my fault. She was the one who proved the invisible line between art and porn. Stupid bitch hadn't even read it. Her stupid Dad only ever looked at pictures.

Having said that, and having re-read Opus Pistorum (work of the miller) some years later, I reckon it should be burned. It panders to paedophiles.

Thanks for the book recommendation.

[chalice]

It wasn't my fault. She was the one who proved the invisible line between art and porn. Stupid bitch hadn't even read it. Her stupid Dad only ever looked at pictures.

Having said that, and having re-read Opus Pistorum (work of the miller) some years later, I reckon it should be burned. It panders to paedophiles.

Thanks for the book recommendation.

I'm surprised you hadn't read it already.

[mjmacky]

I'm surprised you hadn't read it already.

I don't get around to talking to other pedophiles/pederasts. They're very creepy people.

[chalice]

I'm surprised you hadn't read it already.

I don't get around to talking to other pedophiles/pederasts.

How do you know?