I’ve ranted about Fifty Shades of Grey. I’ve argued with, well, everyone I know who likes it, that Fifty Shades should have been called Fifty Shades of Shit. How it’s horribly written, more about domestic violence than BDSM, blah blah blah. I really do get tiresome when I get on my soapbox.
In fact, I’ve deleted almost 700 words from the original draft of this post to do just that.
Tiresome indeed.
Besides, it has been done by people far more organized and articulate than I.
I will say that BDSM isn’t inherently abusive. It certainly does offer the potential for abuse, just like any other relationship, but it is NOT in and of itself bad.
When arguing for the positive points (and I’ll admit, there are a couple) of FSoG, people “in the know,” have referenced Secretary, the 2002 movie starring James Spader and Maggie Gyllenhall.
Comparing Fifty Shades to Secretary is like comparing arsenic to ice cream.
Lyrical Fool 