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no contiene mal ni corrupción; | es verdad que no encontrarán nada de perfección |
salvo en materia de reír; |
mi corazón no puede elegir otro sujeto | a la vista de la pena que los mina y los consume. |
Vale mejor tratar de reír que derramar lágrimas, | porque la risa es lo propio y noble del alma. Sean felices!
--François Rabelais (circa 1534) [english]

miércoles, 18 de noviembre de 2009

Bella de día

belledejour-uk.blogspot.com
Now I'm not anonymous... dimanche, novembre 15 2009
Looking back over my diaries is sometimes embarrassing, sometimes hilarious (often unintentionally so). After a page or two I'm right back there – living in London, keeping up a double life, with all the effort that entails...
Which is just too difficult to do long-term. I suppose I always thought that the part of my life I wrote about would fade away, that I could stick it in a box and move on. Totally separate it from the ‘real me’.
What it took me years to realise is that while I've changed a lot since writing these diaries – my life has moved on so much, in part thanks to the things that happened then – Belle will always be a part of me. She doesn't belong in a little box, but as a fully acknowledged side of a real person. The non-Belle part of my life isn't the only ‘real’ bit, it’s ALL real.
Belle and the person who wrote her had been apart too long. I had to bring them back together.
So a perfect storm of feelings and circumstances drew me out of hiding. And do you know what? It feels so much better on this side. Not to have to tell lies, hide things from the people I care about. To be able to defend what my experience of sex work is like to all the sceptics and doubters.
Anonymity had a purpose then – it will always have a reason to exist, for writers whose work is too damaging or too controversial to put their names on. But for me, it became important to acknowledge that aspect of my life and my personality to the world at large.
I am a woman. I lived in London. I was a call girl.
The people, the places, the actions and feelings are as true now as they were then, and I stand behind every word with pride. Thank you for reading and following my adventures.
Love, Belle
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Dr Brooke Magnanti is a research scientist, blogger and writer, who until November 2009 was simply known by the pen name Belle de Jour.[1] While completing her doctoral studies, between 2003 and 2004, Magnanti supported her income by working as a London call girl. Her diary, published as the anonymous blog Belle de Jour: Diary of a London Call Girl became increasingly popular, as speculation surrounded the identity of Belle de Jour, and whether the diary was even real. Remaining anonymous, Magnanti went on to have her experiences published, as The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl in 2005 and The Further Adventures of a London Call Girl in 2006. In 2007, Belle's blogs and books were adapted into a television series Secret Diary of a Call Girl, starring Billie Piper as Belle, with the real name Hannah Baxter. Having also written as a newspaper columnist, Belle also moved into fiction publishing. In November 2009, reportedly fearing an ex-boyfriend was about to reveal her real identity, Magnanti revealed to a newspaper her real name and current occupation as a researcher in child health at Bristol University.
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A spokesperson for Bristol University stated "This aspect of Dr Magnanti's past is not relevant to her current role at the university", while her publisher said "It's a courageous decision for Belle de Jour to come forward with her true identity and we support her decision to do so".
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Nota bene
Investigadora en cáncer y trabajando en un proyecto de salud de niños?
O sea que si yo, para pagar mis estudios, hubiera sido un call boy, luego escribiera bajo un pseudónimo [por ejemplo: puto... día y noche] mi vida sexual en un blog, escribiera un par de libros sobre el tema, hicieran una película sobre mi desaforada vida sexual donde cobro extra, etc. Y luego pudiera trabajar como pediatra en la investigación con niños y niñas sin problema con nadie por mi puto pasado sexual? Buena cosa!
Una puta fina de 600.- US$/h... obligada a dar su verdadera identidad, después de ganar lo suficiente con las obras y los derechos de autor de la serie de televisión y todo el resto. Y todo en orden. Si pagó sus impuestos sobre el trabajo sexual. Muy bien.
Hasta será una venerable ama de casa y madre. Bien por ella.
La entrevista
La moral de la mujer y sobre todo, la aplicada a ella, tiene ribetes interesantes.
Diary of a London Call Girl
Magnanti says she worked for 14 months as a £300-an-hour prostitute for a London escort agency in 2003, while she was writing her PhD thesis.[9][5][2] She did so due to lack of funds during her studies at Sheffield University in 2003.[2]
Her story found its way onto a blog,[5] having previously been a science blogger.[5] Diary of a London Call Girl was voted Blog of the Year by The Guardian newspaper in 2003.[10]
Later work

Belle has always maintained that she is who she claims to be and her publisher, Orion Books, continues to print her first two books as part of its "Non Fiction/Memoir" line.[11] Her third book, however, has been classified as fiction and purports to represent a fictional continuation from the first two. From November 2005 until May 2006, Belle contributed a regular column in The Sunday Telegraph.[12]

Bueno, por lo visto por dinero se puede tener todo. La fama viene a veces extra.
Solicito nacer de nuevo... para dedicarme a hacer dinero, nada más!
No como caballero o si como tal, que me gusten sólo las brutas (lindas) y las putas (escorts, "damas" de compañía, bellas de noche o de día o como se autodenominen)
No como pseudo-intelectual o intelectualoide, mejor si sin cultura y con un solo interés: Lujo, autos, juego, casas, yates, follar por placer y para desperdigar mis genes, nada más... es lo adecuado.
O reencarnar como rato (rata macho) venerado en algún templo hindú . Me basta.
Las dos opciones se complementan.
Que el mundo se acomode a mi karma, o es al revés?
Debo escribir la versión pornográfica de Cenicienta, la bella de noche.

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