When you get disgusted with your weblog
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There are moments when you think you should just fold up your weblog and go silently into the night.
Some months ago I wrote a (slightly sloppy entry) called The Silly Mysteries of Sexual Beauty. It was an idle ramble about the odd details of guys' looks that trigger tender erotic longing in me: innocent, happy sexuality.
Checking my referral logs I find that Google brought someone to it who was looking for an "uncircusized n*gger."
As sexually tolerant as I wish to be I'd much rather he find himself in Hell than my website.
