Rover -> RE: Vanilla and D/s (10/28/2008 12:05:30 PM)
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Ok, I accept your descriptions of both vanilla and power exchange relationships as analogous types of each (many more in either category are far less committed and/or established, but for purpose of this discussion it's unnecessary to discuss all possible variations). And in doing so, we can focus exclusively on this issue: quote:
ORIGINAL: leadership527 quote:
Similarly, I don't believe you have to list all of the skills involved here. You should be able to identify a single skill set that you believe to be unique to power exchange relationships, and not evidenced in vanilla relationships. Trusting your partner. I believe that the requirements for trusting my partner are VASTLY greater in our new M/s dynamic than they were in the vanilla one. And just so you can see clearly where we started at, my wife and I used to make "anything" bets to each other. Yup, just like it sounds like, loser does literally anything. Right there, that is more trust than almost all vanilla couples. Or, at least, the vanilla couples that I have talked to thought it was varying types of insane. (and as a humorous aside, my wife is currently up one "anything", which means that I can say to people who fear that she may be being oppressed that she could swap the collar in a heartbeat if she felt like it. Yup, she could, if she chose, use her anything to collar me and I would honor it.) So as you can see, we in fact DID start with fairly high levels of trust. But that trust was nowhere near what is required for her to allow me to not just dictate how she acts and what she does, but also how she thinks and how she perceives the world at a very fundamental level. Alrighty, then... you've settled on trust as your example of a skill set that is necessary to learn for power exchange relationships and does not exist in vanilla relationships. But wait, that's not exactly the example you've used. Now you're redefining the argument to be a skill set that is more developed in power exchange relationships vs. vanilla relationships, and that's an entirely different premise. But I'll play along by offering my own example. My dad just turned 79 years old this month. Hell of a guy... my hero (seriously). Great father, great husband, great friend, and just recently inducted into the WNY Baseball Hall of Fame (had to get that plug in there... I'm proud of him). Anyway, as a washed up ball player there weren't many good paying jobs available to him when he got home from Korea. He tried a stint working at Bethlehem Steel working under the coke ovens, wearing wooden blocks on his shoes so his feet didn't fry in the falling debris, and a perpetual sunburn on his face from the heat. Didn't take long to figure out that wasn't for him. He was (and is) a smart guy, but not educated in any formal way. So office work wasn't available to him. About the only thing a guy like him could do to make some money was go into sales. And sell he did. Heck, with a wife and five kids at home he had some motivation to sell. But that came at a cost. You see, salesmen in that era traveled... a lot. And the cost was measured in lost time. He never missed a ballgame any of us played in. He was always there for parent teacher night. He made sure that none of us children had a moment when we felt like he wasn't there for us. But the same can't be said for my mom. The time he lost was their time. While she was home managing the day to day mayhem, he was on the road. While she was slaving over hot stoves, he was eating in restaurants. While she was dealing with nightmares and sleep deprivation, he was in a quiet, comfortable hotel (nothing fancy, mind you... he couldn't afford more than the Motel 6 when it actually cost $ 6 a night). While her body showed the inevitable wear and tear of giving birth to five children, he was fit and handsome. Week afer week, following the rigors of travel, he came home to a household of chores and a frazzled wife. This was long before email, or cell phones. Some of his hotel rooms didn't even have a rotary dial phone. Contact was minimal by today's standards, if at all. To say that it was inglorious does not do it justice. So why do I share this story with you? Because my vanilla mom trusted my dad with everything. With her entire world. Not occasionally. Not as a bet. But not without good reason, either. She trusted him every day that he was out working hard for our family. She trusted him that every night he was faithful to her. And she trusted him that every week, he'd come home. That is no small thing, considering that home was often a tough place to come home to. No small thing in an era before alimony, when it would be cheap and easy to make it easier on himself. No small thing considering the temptations that might befall someone in dad's situation. Mom could have been insecure and made home life miserable for dad. She could have made him look forward to travel. She could have made it more difficult to come home each week, or be faithful each night. She could have said it was unbearable and thrown him out on his ear. But she didn't. No matter how hard the week was, no matter what hell we put her through, she made his home an oasis. Trust not as developed in vanilla relationships? Nah, I'm just not buying it. John P.S. - Next May will mark their 50th anniversary.
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