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Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Raincoaster! Enjoy.  § The "Red Market," it’s called. Like many of the darker places on the internet, it’s not really somewhere you want to end up. Not that you have much say about it by the time you get there: you’ll be dead. Yo u’ll be...inventory.  For the Red Market, you see, is the online marketplace in human remains. For art . For morbid philosophizing. For collecting. But also for birthday gifts . For decor. But most of all, for profit . This is the story of that marketplace, as told in the book These Were People Once: The Online Trade in Human Remains, and Why It Matters from Berghahn Books. "These were people, once. Now, disarticulated, robbed from their resting place, the remains were relegated to anonymous things, fragments, stripped of their humanity." Huffer and Graham, These Were People Once Damien Huffe

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SpiceDong , the second in a three-part series! The first part is HERE . By the early 1950s, Ava Gardner had become one of the top leading ladies in Hollywood. She was in high demand and even got an Oscar nod for “Mogambo” in 1954. On the personal front, her tempestuous marriage to Frank Sinatra, marred by jealousy, drunken fights and constant press, had disillusioned her, while also making her a gossip column staple. Ava’s career was on the rise while Sinatra’s was in the dumps. She was supportive of him, to the point of using her clout to get him the screen test for the Private Maggio role in “From Here To Eternity.” He got the part, won an Oscar for it and rose back to the top. But by then, Ava was already fed up with his antics and emotional manipulations, including his suicide attempts. She terminated two pregnancies while they were

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SpiceDong, the first in a three-part series! In 1950, Tossa de Mar, a then sleepy fishermen village in The Costa Brava of Spain, was put on the map when an A-list Hollywood production landed on its shores. This spectacular stretch of Mediterranean coast a few miles north of Barcelona was to be the backdrop for “Pandora & The Flying Dutchman," the film by Albert Lewin starring British actor James Mason and Hollywood’s rising femme fatale, Ava Gardner. The cost of filming in Spain at the time was very low, and it was also a way for MGM, Ava’s home studio, to put some distance between her and the still-married Frank Sinatra, as they were hoping the scandal of their budding romance would die down in the press. Little did they know that the drama off-screen would soon rival the movie's plot. It was Miss Gardner’s first trip abroad.

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Asparagus Pee! Hello from the land of Asparagus Pee! I know you all know how to suq diq...but do you know how to Disqus?  Lucky you, I’m here to help. Today I’m going to give you some quick tips and tricks to make your comments more interactive, and answer some frequently asked questions about the platform we affectionately call Dicksux, its features, and how to make them work for you. So stick around and I’ll give you the down and dirty on Tagging, Blocking, and Adding Pics and GIFs. TAGGING:  So you wanna tag a Pecker in your comment? There are a couple ways to do this, depending on where you’re viewing from. If you’re on your computer or on your phone in "Desktop Mode" you can type @ in the comment box and the people currently active in the thread will pop up. Select who you’re looking for and it’ll tag them for you.  If that

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from  filthy  esteemed guest writers. Today's is from Daniel C! I’m a mammal just like you. No, really. Once upon a time, I wore studded belts because Avril Lavigne and Pink suggested my 14-year-old self should do so - and who would deny Avril and Pink, hardcore punk rock legends that they were, such a request? So I get it. A sense of belonging and similarity to our fellow mammals is crucial to every one of us. It’s embedded in our DNA. But what happens when we remove the human component and everything happens online – and we lose our individuality for the sake of being an individual? When your validation comes entirely in heart emojis on an app for that sweet dopamine hit that we all crave? So, yeah, let’s talk about that Stanley cup. When the "news" broke that there was a new shiny object that people are willing to camp in a Target parking lot for at 4am, I was baffled. Were they

  Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from  filthy  esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SaucyKitty! A few of you old-school D-folks may remember the halcyon days when we paid “tribute” to people like Lindsay Lohan, Britney Spears, Brandon Davis, and Libertines and Babyshambles member Pete “Dreamboat” Doherty. Back then, Pete was living quite the rock-and-roll lifestyle and was up there with Amy Winehouse on the world’s collective deathwatch list. If it could be drunk, snorted, or injected, chances are, Pete was doing it, often all at once. At only 44, he claims 15 criminal convictions and more than a couple of jail sentences due to his drug abuse. Pete was also a rising star and a darling of critics and fans alike, often lauded for his lyrics and guitar playing. We could delve into the hits he had with each band, but let’s just say that he was booted from each one more than once due to issues with his drug abuse, which ove

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SaucyKitty! What’s that saying? If it’s not medically approved for your purpose/needs, then don’t take it? Guess Sharon Osbourne wishes she knew that. Sharon, best known for staying with a batshit crazy rock and roller for aeons, formerly hosting The Talk, not to mention “starring” in a mediocre reality show (really, aren’t they all?) is now on a campaign to get people to stop using Ozempic for weight loss, particularly teenagers. Meanwhile, there is a global shortage of Ozempic. This means that people like FatherSaucyCat (aka my Dad) have to take other diabetes drugs that may not be as well matched to their needs. Dad, for example, is having massive stomach issues with his current diabetes drug. My take? If you are not obese and are just looking to drop 10-20 pounds, you should perhaps try other methods for weight loss. Some people actua

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from  filthy  esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SaucyKitty! Few Words, our distinguished Peckerwood hor, recently mentioned that The Rock, a.k.a. Dwayne Johnson, has once again brought up that he would be the perfect presidential candidate. President of what, you may ask? The Hair Club for Men? The Society of ‘Roided-Up Rich Twats? The Membership of Said Millionaire Twats Who’d Rather Have You Give Your Money To Charity Instead Of Their Own Precious Money (no idea what the anagram for that last one would be)? I mean, on the one hand, I get it. We’re already kind of fucked, so why not try someone unconventional, yet popular, to the American populace? On the other hand, and this is a BIG other hand, didn’t we already do this with Trump, a once-popular TV star (“The Apprentice” also co-starred his lover daughter, Ivanka, as you'll recall)? This could be a BIG MISTAKE, HUGE. The Rock

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from SaucyKitty! Along with all the memoirs hitting the bookstores lately, we have a new contender: Megan Fox. Yes, she recently released a book of her based-on-real-life poems entitled, “Pretty Boys Are Poisonous” (so deep) (so insightful) (much thoughts!). The author herself stated, “Those are all real-life experiences that I had.” So kind of a memoir but in iambic pentameter? If only Megan even knew what that was. She went on to explain the book was “written in an attempt to excise the illness that had taken root in me because of my silence. I’ve spent my entire life keeping the secrets of men. My body aches from carrying the weight of their sins. My freedom lives in these pages, and I hope that my words can inspire others to take back their happiness and their identity [by] using their voice to illuminate what’s been buried, but not forgott