Happy Thanksgiving from Molly and Mick

 When it comes to TG humour, we can't do any better than Dumb Domme:

fowl suspension, spanked chicken, turkey fisting » Dumb Domme

But in case you're missing your fix of sex scandal reporting, check out this essay by Dana Millbank on why the whole Petraeus dust up isn't really a sex scandal at all:

How to tell when a sex scandal is a sex scandal

We will be hosting extended family for yet another holiday ritual today. Let's hope it's not as bad as last year!  And when they all go home and the dishes are done, we'll have plenty to be thankful for!

We hope your day goes well too!

Mistress and Slave Run Into an Old Blog Fan

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You Can't Take the Harlot Out of Charlotte.

Dilworth, Charlotte: Mistressville, U.S.A.? - The Daily Beast

Another odd coincidence: the Charlotte suburb where the sex scandals of the 2008 and 2012 election cycles can meet at the same nail salons and pilates studios.

Today's Reading List

Here's an interesting column on  the risks we sometimes take.... falsely assuming, like General P and his "biographer", that our cyber lives are private.

And here's another one, by a WW II General's grandson on his belief that the good General was a figment of his own self promotion, and not the great military leader he has been portrayed as by a fawning press. I particularly liked that last three paragraphs:

The generals who won World War II were the kind of men who, as it was said at the time, chewed nails for breakfast, spit tacks at lunch and picked their teeth with their pistol barrels. General Petraeus probably flosses. He didn’t chew nails and spit tacks, but rather challenged privates to push-up contests and went out on five-mile reveille runs with biographers. 

His greatest accomplishment was merely personal: he transformed himself from an intellectual nerd into a rock star military man. The problem was that he got so lost among his hangers-on and handlers and roadies and groupies that he finally had his head turned by a West Point babe in a sleeveless top. 

If only our political leadership, not to mention the Iraqi and Afghan insurgencies, had known how quickly and hard he would fall over such a petty, ignominious affair. Think of how many tens of thousands of lives could have been saved by ending those conflicts much earlier and sending Dave and his merry band of Doonesbury generals to the showers.