Higher Ground: An Unreview of a Movie That I Have No Interest In (beyond this humble post)

I’ll admit right off the bat that when I saw the trailer for Higher Ground recently in advance of what I’m sure was a much better film (Midnight in Paris, perhaps?), I was enamored. As I was in an artsy fartsy theater watching and artsy farsy film and by consequence, all the trailers are for equally artsy, and fartsy, perhaps I’d like it. Who knows?

Then my wife surprised me. She wanted me to spend the last day of my holiday — my October Revolution Celebration weekend — seeing this film. So she sent me video reviews by atheists and a goofy intellectual of whom with, I’m certain I have not a single thing in common.

This did not help. In fact, it made things worse. If you care to, judge for yourself before reading my assessment. Basically, these folks all just love the film and why? Because it “doesn’t judge,” or some nonsense like that.

Or, this one, equally bad and to my mind, a bit stinky.

I was not only unimpressed but a bit pissed with both reviews. Thank you very much. Quite obviously, they actually, as young folk, were never inculcated into an environment where they were beseeched by elders to bow their heads, close their eyes, and raise their hands over the irrational fear that an eternity of torture awaits them for their thought crimes and worse.

Creds: the scene is very well done. Accurate.

What’s actually going on in real life is that the manipulative device of shutting off two of your sensory organs is so that you and others– who may have been scared shitless by the foregoing message — can escape the further scared shitlessness by being identified by peers — by sight or sound (or live in the fantasy that you’re not). But that doesn’t begin to tell the whole story. It’s a life view. No, there’s not 70 virgins — you only get one, in real life…BONUS! — but you get “streets of gold and a mansion” that God himself special built for you.

Heads or tails: a dime is a dime.

Then there’s the aspect of laying awake as a kid, worried that if you should die in your sleep, you may go straight to hell because you may not have said the magic words exactly per the catechism. They say it’s about your heart, but that’s the rub. You still have the heart of a wild animal. You really do want to look up the dresses of girls. The emotional conflict turns on whether it’s worth it. In time, thankfully, the smartest of us do learn: pussy is absolutely worth an eternity of torture in hell.

They didn’t account for this.

Well, I could go on an on, but I have to lend a paleo perspective to all of this baggage.

You want Rapture? It’s simple; and I’ll just talk to the guy aspect. You guys…16, 17, 18 and even more, sitting there in the pews? Your parents, if they are putting a roof over your heads, feeding you well, and putting you in advantageous social situations, need not be challenged. Be smart. Be a good kid. Then chat up that lovely who’s as curious as you, go out behind the church, and discover by your own touch, sight, smell, hearing (ahhh, ahhh, ahhh) and, and…taste, how clueless is the impotent, restrictive, fearful, and cruel world you have had the misfortune of landing in.

You want Rapture? Just one example, but become an expert at cunnilingus, and it’s not just about your tongue. Actually, your hands are just as important. These need to be placed in such a way that you can get sensory feedback vis-à-vis muscular contraction. Listen also for breathing rate and of course, when you get to be expert, involuntary verbalisms.

Don’t ever stop until you get it right. You have my permission. Then learn how to use your index and middle finger expertly.

And then you will have freed the animal and its marvelous mind, and this sort of bullshit I’ve just been blogging about; and the impotent, limp dick men who couldn’t sexually please a woman if their lives depended upong it — who would rather spend their lives seeking the lazy way through either brute enslavement or clever or subtle intimidation — will be fully revealed to you. But just smile. You’ll know.

You can do much better, and it has nothing whatever to do about your ability to understand and quote an ancient text. It has everything to do with your developed sense of taste, touch, smell, hearing and the the ability to spot your beautiful and sexy mark in the first place.

She wants you. So do the limp dicks. Who ya gonna choose?

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  1. Rosemary on September 5, 2011 at 21:43

    Boom-chicka-wow-wow! Great post and bang on! No pun intended! ;-)

  2. Mongoose on September 5, 2011 at 22:11

    I’ve done some stupid shit these last couple of days with a girl I’m crazy about and this is great inspiration to give it one last attempt to make it up with her. For real this time, no more bullshit, just living the truth of the moment, eye to eye.

    Thanks for the reminder to keep it real!

  3. James M on September 5, 2011 at 22:54

    “Actually, your hands are far more important.”

    Like most things (if not everything) I find this is dependent on the woman. My latest girl was all about the tongue and easily got off every time I used it. A previous ex had to have a combination of things going on. A hand on her skin, fingers in her, tongue going at it, etc.

    Either way, a sore tongue the next day is well worth feeling the explosiveness of a woman that intimately.

    • Richard Nikoley on September 5, 2011 at 23:12

      James, just to clarify what I mean, the hands are for feedback, not stimulation.

      • Louise on September 6, 2011 at 06:20

        You’re really missing a trick then. Two fingers stimulating the G spot, while the tongue is working its magic, really leaves a girl not knowing what day it is!!

      • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 07:34

        I wasn’t really trying to get at all possible sexual techniques, explicitly. It’s merely a metaphor for using all of your senses, not just mechanically going through a procedure.

  4. Sean on September 5, 2011 at 23:38

    Richard, I realize you live in the Democratic Socialist State of California but I didn’t know that celebrating Krasniy Oktyabr was compulsory yet. I suppose it is better to get a jump on things so you won’t be first against the wall and such…

    Anyway, comrade, welcome to the fight. Here’s your uniform, a Che Guevara shirt, a pair of dirty khakis and a brand new iPad, we uhm, must understand our enemies after all.

  5. Bek on September 6, 2011 at 02:56

    I grew up in a fundamental, evangelical household and when I read this post it resonated in a very personal way. Kinda reminds me of the post you did a while back on guilt. Wow. Thanks for the thoughts and I LOVE YOUR PERSPECTIVE!

  6. Kim on September 6, 2011 at 07:56

    And to think there are so many countries where girls are genitally mutilated so that they don’t experience pleasure. Sadly, the barbaric men who insist they be so, miss out also.

    • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 08:05

      Yea, Kim. In principle if not practice, it’s the same sort of thing: “men” who can’t handle it. On the one hand, they just physically mutilate. Over here, they psychologically mutilate.

  7. Jasen on September 6, 2011 at 10:29

    When I lived at home church attendance was compulsory. My dad was in the choir so we had to get to church an hour before servcie so the choir could practice. While practice was going on I used to fool around with a girl in the church basement. That’s how I learned how to eat pussy!!

    • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 10:42

      Now you tell me, Jasen.

      Both my dad and I were in the choir.

      • Jasen on September 6, 2011 at 10:53

        My dad never could figure out why I was so eager for him to get to practice on time. If he only knew! To this day I can’t think about church basements without getting a major hard on!!

      • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 11:09

        So I suppose to be fair, one could say that if you play your cards right, church is a net benefit — though not in any respect in the conventional sense.

        This is why I alluded to be placed in advantageous social situations.

        I recall hormones running quite high at times.

  8. Jasen on September 6, 2011 at 11:37

    I am not an atheist but I’m not a bible thumber either. Last Saturday I was in Rosarito at the beach. As I layed there watching the waves ( and hot Mexican babes in bikinis!), feeling the cool breeze, the sun on my skin, drinking ice cold bottles of cerveza Indio I realized something. God is right here. He wants me to enjoy His handiwork in the moment and be happy. I don’t have to go sit in a building and listen to some asshole talk his fucking head off about how I am evil, never going to be good enough etc etc, what a load of bullshit!! I see God everytime I see the sunset over the ocean, When in the mountains, out in the desert I see the things God wants us to enjoy and sadly, how man is fucking it up. I am an animal, I was born free and I will die free. Like Zapata said “It’s better to die on your feet than live on your knees”. Anyway thats my $.02

    • Carlos on September 6, 2011 at 14:29

      “I see God everytime I see the sunset over the ocean”
      So what do you see when you look at videos of genocide or tsunami’s that knock out whole populations?

      • Joe on September 6, 2011 at 14:52

        So what do you see when you look at videos of genocide or tsunami’s that knock out whole populations?


      • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 15:01

        Good distinction, and this is why I never engage in the claptrap that God is just nature.

        They are the ones who made him out to be omniscient, omnipotent, etc. Sso either he doesn’t exist, or you pay homage to the most evil mutherfucker ever. That’s simply a fact.

      • Jasen on September 6, 2011 at 15:34

        That was not the point I was trying to make. Shit happens! What do YOU see when YOU look at videos of genocide or tsunamis? I am merely stating that I believe in a force greater than myself.

      • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 17:17

        Jasen, I don’t think anyone of sound mind doesn’t believe there are force(s) greater than themselves.

        To attach omniscience, mnipotence, will and intelligence to such forces is an entirely different matter and makes sme of sound mind question the soundness of mind of others.

  9. Jenny on September 6, 2011 at 14:51

    Goes both ways…giving a discreet but thorough hand job in the back pew while the pastor prays on and on and on to some imaginary friend…that is living! And the perfect metaphor for living primal.

    • Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 15:11

      Oh, Jenny, thats just delicious. See, it’s girls like you who lead men astray, that really make the world go round.

      There’s only one kind of good woman (heterosexually – which need not be mentioned, because I have everything in common with lesbians), the kind who really likes to hold a hard cock in her hand, and who knows what power she has in doing it, and reflects it by various outputs that can picked up by the parner’s senses.

      Face it. Guys really like their wood. That amazing creatures in the form of women like it an show it almost makes me believe there’s a God.

      • Kim on September 7, 2011 at 14:11

        “Guys really like their wood”. Actually, guys worship their wood and want their women (men as in the case of gays) too as well. So as long as God is your most favored member, you can believe in Him!

      • Richard Nikoley on September 7, 2011 at 16:09

        “Actually, guys worship their wood”

        I kinda figured that was implicit in what I wrote. So thanks for making it explicit, but if you’re looking for remorse, wrong place.

        It’s simple, Kim. Over my 30 years of sexual exploration, I have encountered enough women who love a hard cock and “worship” it as much as I worship their little brillo pad, that I am perfectly happy to discount all the rest.

        Let ’em go do “girls’ weekends,” or whatever else it is they do to commiserate their uncompetitiveness.

  10. Joe on September 6, 2011 at 14:53

    Fantastic post, Richard.

    Always posting the envelope, you are. Should’ve known you’d have the first Paleo Sex blog.

    You could change the name to Hunt Gather Lick. :-)

  11. Rachel on September 6, 2011 at 16:11

    Best. Post. Ever. I’m forwarding it to my boyfriend right now.

  12. Richard Nikoley on September 6, 2011 at 17:22

    “I’m forwarding it to my boyfriend right now.”

    Oh, now we’re talkin’.

  13. Sonagi on September 6, 2011 at 17:50

    Just one example, but become an expert at cunnilingus, and it’s not just about your tongue. Actually, your hands are just as important. These need to be placed in such a way that you can get sensory feedback vis-à-vis muscular contraction. Listen also for breathing rate and of course, when you get to be expert, involuntary verbalisms.

    Dayum! Way better than food porn.

  14. Rick Perry on September 7, 2011 at 20:27

    Richard–you I don’t see eye-to-eye on everything, but I want you and your readers to know how much I’m enjoying this here corndog:

    • Richard Nikoley on September 7, 2011 at 21:18

      I’m supposing he’s the one who has all the moron, obstinate “believers” energized, who don’t really realize they’re energized because they’re believers.

  15. Patrick on September 7, 2011 at 08:22

    to try a good movie see “Of Gods and Men” http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/of_gods_and_men/

    If religion isn’t responding to a higher love, or aspiring to meet that higher love, then it is just puritanical masochism. I think that movie illustrates this idea. But what do I know.

  16. Lora on September 7, 2011 at 16:11

    I’m a long time lurker here but talk of cunnilingus has me coming out of my shell. God, it’s been a long time. My ex didn’t like oral, but I never had any complaints before him:) I learned in the school bleachers, not church.
    Anyway, now he’s with a woman that doesn’t want to be “touched down there, but when he sticks it in, her pleasure is through the roof.” That is a quote. She doesn’t like her clit touched. My guess is that she’s one of those dears that doesn’t orgasm, and she’s faking it to get it over with. What do you guys think? Faker or for real?

    • Richard Nikoley on September 7, 2011 at 16:18

      Thanks, Lora.

      My persecutive, over 30 years and many partners before settling down with one, is that it’s highly variable. When I was learning, the biggest thing that stuck out is that the sensitivity difference with tongue (as opposed to finger — and there are many different variables there). Some women want you right up there, and some are super sensitive.

      So, this is why I say the hands are so important, both in placement and “listening” to the sensory feedback. If it’s too intense, you will feel that through your hands, not tongue, you can back off, tease, etc.

    • Richard Nikoley on September 7, 2011 at 18:47

      I’ve since realized that I dint answer your question directly.

      Who can say? Perhaps she’s one of the very few women I have ever known who actually cum through vaginal intercourse. There is the possibility of confounding variables as I’m just average size. I don’t like big tits at all, love small rocket tits, but I’m sure that as there are men who like those big floppy tits, there are women who like truly enormous cocks in the erect stage (erection tends to even out size in flaccid stage).

      Raise a toast to the fact we can choose and even talk about it.

      • Lora on September 7, 2011 at 20:05

        Thanks for answering my question, Richard.

        I just think it’s weird that she doesn’t care for clitoral stimulation at all. He also told me that she had pain with past lovers, but not with him, and that they can’t figure it out. Well, I think it’s simple! She’s faking.

        And I’m one of those that can cum through vaginal intercourse as long as it’s done right and lasts long enough. Poor ex was a bit premature if you ask me. As for size, he is average, I guess. But he doesn’t last longer than a couple of minutes, so if she manages to cum in that amount of time I’d be amazed.

        So since I haven’t had sex in a couple of years, I just have to live vicariously through all of you. My primal juices are flowing with no outlet.

        Oh and I love your blog. You’ve been a huge help to me. I’ve lost 97 pounds since I started in 2008. Thanks a million.

      • Richard Nikoley on September 7, 2011 at 20:41

        Lora, it is so highly variable and I have a crazy notion: we have tonges, mouths, fingers. Use them. There are women who cam cum inside 3 minutes vaginal intercourse. And there are so many others who enjoy, but don’t climax even after 30-45 minutes.

        This is why human animal sensibility is so important. I have many times kept it up for 30-45 minutes and not come. I wonder if it’s for the same reason I suspect some women don’t: the running out of the experience.

      • Rella on September 8, 2011 at 09:44

        Lora, I second the “highly variable” model of looking at it, which is why n=1 (or 2 or 3+ YMMV) experimentation is so important. But I can sympathize a little with your ex’s current: I experience two different types of orgasms: short, sharp and local (clitoral) or long waves of more emcompassing pleasure (vaginal/g-spot) and the first type interferes with the second. Depends a bit on the situation, but I’d rather have the all body-quake type if I can get it. And Richard: thanks for the great post: atheist paleo porn fills rule #34 nicely.

  17. Rob on September 7, 2011 at 19:14

    Paleo fur-burgers, by Richard.

  18. Jasen on September 8, 2011 at 08:19

    Since we’re on the subject I need some advice. I am 42 my wife 53. She is going through menopause and is losing interest in sex. She doesn’t even let me go down on her anymore. I really enjoy cunilingus and would hate to think it’s over for me. Richard can you give me some advice or are there any 50 something ladies on here who can chime in?

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