Kink It Yourself | Live it your way

No doubt, if you live in North America and/or use the Internet, you’ve heard of the latest little Fox snafu regarding the Obama’s love life. (FYI, Apple dictionary states the origin of snafu as: 1940s: acronym from situation normal: all fouled (or fucked) up.)
It has been theorized that one of the possible factors in this latest election campaign was the public opinion of the candidates sex lives. So many of the public figures before have appeared questionable in that department, that maybe America wants a healthy, red-blooded president who gets it where he should. McCain had a bit of lecherousness on his side, and Clinton, well into menopause, is standing by her man… kind of… after his virile and inappropriate transgressions. This is not to say that I’m judging anything, but the article I read (I wish I could remember the journal) did go on to say that the American public and it’s stereotypes may just work for Obama.
The healthy sexual of a black man clearly in love with his woman is just what the doctor ordered, apparently. And a few news commentators have been apt to talk about the sincerity of the Obama’s displays of affection. In the following clip, the anchor elaborates on how they look at each other in the ye before they kiss, how they touch each other, and fist… Wait, fist? (What’s weird is how they just continue on their light discussion.) I almost dream of the day when the American public wouldn’t judge fisting as kinky. Maybe I just dream of the day I get to use the word first hand.