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It would be helpful (at least to me) when you post a link to address a point, if you would give an excerpt from the link that you're using to make your point? You mention earlier that you did not watch the entire video that started this discussion. i admit, i don't always read your entire links either, but when you use them to make a specific point, it would help if you would include an excerpt as part of your response? i try to do that when i link something, and am thinking i can do better at that as well. A couple of points i am positing for campaign and campaign finance reform, is not to "neuter campaign financing," but to work towards making the playing field more level and working towards less corruption once someone is elected. You identify as a Centrist, so i would grant that you are making an individual "centrist argument," not "the Centrist argument." On a line with say: 'progressive' at one end and, 'conservative' at the other, there are infinite points in the center. To me, stating this as a linear consideration is woefully simplistic on my part, because i think there's a whole lot more dimension to the topic. No doubt, fear mongering is a technique used by both sides. You link the UF article, then "double down" with the BBC. Both valid from a particular point of view. Demonstrating that big money does not automatically or absolutely affect outcomes, does not eliminate the influence and effect of individual or SIG's. i'm not convinced by what you offer that our system would not benefit from both campaign and finance reform... while admitting, it's a complex topic and i think it's important to note correlation vs cause. You posit your point of view, appreciated. But the point you make with both articles speaks to electability. To me, a big concern is if and after the person is elected, who are they now beholden too. There is also another factor that money, or the lack thereof, can eliminate those without it who might make valuable reps. I will link a newer study that demonstrates that money is a cause for many not running in the first place. i believe the average American voter would appreciate having representatives who spend their time in office actually representing those who voted for them vs those who contribute money to them. i'm not a political scientist, but the notion of one pot of money divided equally between all those running would have both a leveling effect and as well as taking out corrupting factors. Here's some more point of view from those who agree that we could benefit from reform. The UF article you linked was from 2018 and based on info from 2016. This is from a Harvard Political Review article from October 29, 2024: "The 2016 presidential and congressional races combined for a cost of over $8 billion. In 2020, that number nearly doubled to over $16 billion. While these figures can be attributed to multiple sources, the contributions of a handful of elite groups and individuals to these massive fundraising hauls cannot be ignored. The process of raising these staggering amounts of money requires time and energy. It’s a key contributor to why our election cycles feel so long and draining. During a typical election season, it’s estimated that a member of Congress will spend half of their time in office fundraising to run for reelection. With members of the House up for election every two years, much of their time is occupied with campaigning rather than governing. Our system itself contributes to a drawn-out process. Although primaries delegate power to the general public to pick their candidates, they also force the campaign timeline forward. This results in campaigns that are launched months and sometimes even years ahead of the general election — all so that enough money can be raised to compete with other candidates. To see who our elections benefit, all you have to do is follow the money. Our finance-driven elections facilitate big corporations’ agendas. They keep power concentrated in the hands of the wealthy. And they give people the illusion of choice while establishing a series of quid pro quos between the interests of the powerful and our elected officials." Beyond articles, here is a more recent study on money and election outcomes. It's long, tediously so lol, but has a lot of info in it that i think presents evidence that can be used by both sides, with more of a focus on expenditure and (i think) some very interesting analysis of incumbents vs contenders. Excerpts are from the "concluding remarks:" 'In this paper, we have examined how money, in the form of campaign contribution, made by SIGs, and its spending, affects electoral outcomes. We collected data on the House of Representatives elections from all 50 states and Washington D.C. in the US over the period of 2000 to 2018. Based on the logit estimations (and also the linear probability estimations), we show that campaign expenditure and electoral success are positively correlated.' "Generally, all candidates, including incumbents and contenders, ask for contributions from different interest groups to finance their electoral advertisements (Ashworth, 2006). In exchange for the contributions, candidates promise to do favors for the contributors if they get elected. As with the previous literature, contributors believe that it is more attractive to invest in incumbents than in contenders due to two different reasons (Ashworth, 2006; Benoit & Marsh, 2008; Johnson, 2013). Firstly, incumbents already have established name recognition and benefited substantially from prior office holding strategies and stronger networks. Therefore, they usually have a better chance of winning. The present study has empirically shown that higher campaign spending does not help incumbents much to secure a seat. Hence, incumbents do not have as much a demand for SIGs’ contributions as contenders do. Secondly, interest groups find contenders less advantageous to start with as their winning chance is uncertain. This is also shown by our results. Moreover, because the accessibility of contenders to uninformed voters is more expensive, the outcome of contributing the same amount of money to contenders is more uncertain than incumbents (Bombardini & Trebbi, 2011). Therefore, SIGs tend to supply more contributions to incumbents than contenders. This can create an overflow of funds for incumbents. This overflow may lead to incumbents’ expropriation of public resources for their personal purposes rather than election (see, for instance, Le & Yalcin, 2018, 2023a, 2023b). Moreover, it can facilitate the entrenchment of incumbents in their positions by distorting policy to suit donor preferences. In that respect, incumbents’ alternative ways of using the spare funds that they receive from SIGs are clearly not in the public interest and should be regulated. Examining these issues, either theoretically or with data, will enrich our forthcoming research agenda." [think before following links] https://journals.sagepub.com/doi/10.1177/21582440241279659

I love being naked in nature in the summer. Fortunately we have a system of forest preserves in the area and each are full of walking paths a few of which lead to those wonderful clearings where men meet for incredible hook ups with a degree of sexual freedom that only comes in the free openness of the forest. Open to the world, yet hidden from society, we can be the way men are meant to be - hard fucking aggressive dicks! Look at this guy. Hid his clothes to make the effect that much better. When I came up to him I was dressed in thin nylon red running shorts, commando of course, and nothing else. Everything else I owned was left in my car. When I saw him I knew I needed that cock. We didn't say a word, no introductions, no request for permission or asks of what the other one liked. I just walked up and put my tongue inside his mouth. After just a minute of tongue wrestling I fell to my knees and wrapped his gorgeous dick in my lips and sucked it all in. I have a deep throat and no gag reflex so I took it deep until my nose pressed against that small amount of hair he left unshaved at the top of his shaft. I worked up and down his shaft as I felt it get stiffer and stiffer. When it felt sufficiently hard to do its job, I stood up, stepped to the side of the tree and wrapped my arms around the tree and spread my legs enough to give him a good comfortable entry into my ass. He knew what I was giving him and we both felt comfortable not saying a word to each other. I love this kind of silent anonymous sex. He pressed his cock head against my ass crack and spit on it to help lube it up for entry and he pushed the head in my ass crack adding more spit as necessary. Once inside he pushed slowly until he could see that I could take the whole fucking cock. And once he knew that, he was non-stop balls deep hard fucking back slapping heavy fucking awesomeness. And the verbal silence was finally broken only by his repeated affirmations of "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck" and my repeatedly begging "fuck yes, harder, harder, faster, fuck the shit out of me, fuck yeah, fuck fuck fuck!" When it was near time to cum he wrapped his arm around my neck and pulled my neck back and squeezed it. And then he erupted in a huge convulsion that send a fucking gallon of his hot jizz deep up my gut. He pulled out and he picked my little red shorts up off the ground and used them to wipe off his dick. And then oddly he assumed the same position he was in when I walked up, his back to the tree, cock now limp, and he stared straight ahead. I picked up the shorts and walked away without looking back. I didn't put the shorts back on until I was out of his sight. About a month later, I ran into the guy in a Saturday morning farmers market. We smiled at each other. Then I nodded to him hoping he'd follow me. He did and when we got to my truck I opened the passenger door first and held it open for him. He got in and my heart started racing. I walked around, got in and drove us back to my apartment. I wondered if we could keep up this no real talking thing. I took him to the kitchen, I took a beer out of the fridge and held the door open for him to grab one if he wanted. I opened the freezer and took out the bottle of Jaeger. I took a big gulp or two out of the bottle then handed it to him and he did the same. Now we were primed to have fun, real fun, and lots of it. And we did. We fucked (each other), we sucked, I let him piss into my mouth and I drank every drop (he was very impressed). I showed him my selection of toys and we played a lot. He really got off on flogging my back and my ass. I let him hit me hard enough to make some red marks on my back and on my chest. He fucking loved it. He knows where I live now, and in a break with the no talking rule I did mention that when I'm home the door is never locked, just in case he wanted to stop by some night. I think he will, I really do. Iswallowall420.tumblr.com Reblogged at rabbitupnorth.tumblr.com Fuck, I love the outdoors scene getting fucked balls deep, without a word. Tie me up to the tree, naked, ass out, and leave me with cum dripping out of my ass as an open invitation to anyone that I'm a fucking cumdump fucktoy. #fuck me naked outdoors #fuck me raw and rough #breed my faggot ass #fucking cumdump faggot slut for all men #gang fuck me all night long

I have walked the local mall covered but probably the most exciting was Walmart knowing the amount of cameras they have in the store

Back for part 2 of my villain origin story! So, at 18 I finally got out of my hometown and away to university. I honestly couldn’t wait, I felt like the chains were off, as scary as it all was. I had a cool little room in a house with six other (straight) students, who were all sweet and awesome (we still meet once a year at least to this day), and it was my first time being openly gay. It was nerve-wracking, and I still did some weird self-hating shit; that Catholic upbringing is hard to shake, y’know? I did, however, manage to fake being a reasonable human long enough to find my first boyfriend. Tim was actually the first gay boy I met there, so maybe that’s why I dated him? Still, I feel like I really did like him; he was lanky and dorky, kind and sweet, and he knew stuff about gay life that I didn’t, and I eventually fell in love with him despite all my pent-up weirdness about being gay in general. We met on a now dead social network site, and he came over to binge Ally McBeal (showing my age), which turned into a make out session. He was actually the first guy to have me alone, on a bed, horny as hell, and to leave without any action beyond kissing. Later on when I asked him why, he said he thought I was worth waiting for. It was honestly the first time I’d been treated with any kind of respect since I’d started having sex, and it was lovely and really, really confusing. We did finally get around to fucking after a few (!!) weeks, and he was actually really damn good; he had a massive cock, a pert butt, and was totally vers. It was also the first time anyone had regularly used protection with me, and we carried on with it for about six months, until he accompanied to my first ever check up. He was, in short, absolutely lovely to me. I lasted just under three months before I started cheating on him. It was Aiden and Rob who kicked things off. We hadn’t talked in a few months, and they invited me for a drink "next time you’re in town", which I found an excuse to be shortly after the invite. The trick was convincing myself that I could go for a drink with them and it would just be that. And then that one more at theirs to "see the new place" was totally harmless. And then that lounging on the sofa together as we drank was an appropriate level of closeness. And then that a kiss was fine, nothing really, just for old times’ sake. And then that if I could just get them to wear a damn condom it wouldn’t really count… I actually very nearly managed that last part. I’d told them about my new bf, said that I should be safe if I can’t be good. I was straddling Aiden on the sofa (he was the real mischief-maker of the two, if you hadn’t guessed), and the head of his giant curved dick was pressing up against my hole. Rob was sat across the room watching as he liked to do sometimes, massaging his cock as his bf ground against me. I knew where this was going, and reached for the rubbers I’d pointedly put on the table with the lube. I grab one, I have it *in my damn hand* when he pulls me down for a kiss, and as we do the head of his dick, slick with my spit and his precum just… slips inside. Honestly this guy had a heat-seeking dick when it came to my hole, it always, always found it’s mark from any angle, and this time was no different. My moan betrays me, and holding my face in his hands and looking me in the eye he slowly, so very slowly thrusts his hips up. I think he was waiting for me to stop him, but fuck knows I couldn’t now. I felt Rob’s hands on my shoulders, pulling me upright to kiss my neck, and the change in angle slid me all the way down Aiden’s throbbing dick. I honestly didn’t think of Tim at all as I started to slide up and down, just about how fucking awesome this felt, and of how hot it was to be used by someone who didn’t give a shit about me, and vice versa. I left the next morning with six loads inside me, bruises on my neck and wrists, and lovebites on my butt and thighs. I’d cum so much myself I felt sure I must be dehydrated. I staggered back to my uni town, cleaned myself up, hid from Tim for a week (I have a stinking cold, cough cough) until the lovebites healed over and thought "I won’t tell him, it was just a one time, stupid thing, it’ll never happen again"… Dear reader, it did happen again. Tune in next time for more Sleazy Short Stories of a Serial Cheater! Questions, comments and critiques are all welcome. ☺️

The Fair Theater is the only one I know in NYC. I hit that up regularly. Surprising mix of older and younger guys there, though a lot of the older folks actually just sit around in the lobby area and chat. Like a big gay social club with raw sex in the back. Kinda a perfect atmosphere, really!

Mmm, good start for a journey to become a cumdump