Sinking to a new low: As a longtime advertiser and reader of New Times, I can honestly say that you have succeeded in sinking to a new low with your article on the event at Club Hell ("Lucifer's Lookyloos," Inferno, Stephen Lemons, June 8).
Writer Lemons' judgmental, abusive comments created a slanderous article. His inappropriate use and expression of the English language insulted my senses with words like "hos," "hags" and "Stankenstein," and he has the nerve to give thanks to Yahweh in the middle of this! At this point, it's difficult to believe that Mr. Lemons even knows the Hebrew God birthed from Tetragrammaton.
The Dominas that were at Club Hell that evening chose to donate their time for a fun, fetish night out and to pass down the fine art of BDSM, which is not, under any circumstances, prostitution!
The ladies provided the equipment, knowledge and skills so that the patrons could play safely, sanely and consensually.
The Dominas of DOIAZ are trained professionals, who were, in a sense, acting as guardian angels. Yes, I will agree with you, we are not all 18 years old with the perfect Barbie figure and face. You must know that time marches on for everyone, and in this case, time has created incredible fruit on the tree of life.
These women are intelligent, skilled, compassionate, and a pleasure to be in the presence of. It'd be one thing to attack me as the Head Mistress and Owner, but it's completely unnecessary to attack individuals whom you do not know or even bothered to interview.
Porsche Lynn, Phoenix
They went to Club Hell so you don't have to: I loved Inferno's take on what went on at Club Hell. The descriptions of the participants in that S&M nightmare were priceless.
I mean, you could see from the pictures, without even bothering to read the hilarious text, what a flab-fest was going on, not to mention just plain ol' nastiness.
What I always say about Inferno's dynamic duo is: They go into places that many of the rest of us would dare not tread. I like reading about what's going on in the bizarre nightclub world (and I'm not talking about the glam Scottsdale pretty-people places), but I sure don't want to go there.
Please, who wants to chance getting urine in his cocktail?! Or some skeezer's pubic hair?!
Tom Gleason, Phoenix
A thousand words are worth a picture: "Thunder thighs coated in cottage cheese" and "depressingly average fucks" and "wrinkly naked geezers" and "pimply backsides." Indeed!
Lemons-as-Kreme's word pictures of what goes on in one of these BDSM scenes are so right-on. Scary, and not in a good way.
Bill Hopkins, Phoenix
We love them for their minds: I would like to start by stating that your review on the Club Hell event was disgusting! The way Jett and Kreme dismissed the activities and ladies there was completely false and biased.
These are lifestyle players in the BDSM scene. If you were looking for hot young inexperienced girls, go check out the Pussycat Dolls show!
The way you described those ladies was rude and uncalled-for. The best thing about the scene is, it's unlike any other sex industry. It's not about how hot or young you are, it's about what you carry in the mind!
You can be 65 and still keep a stable of young studs hanging onto every word and activity you have for them! These "hags" are not hags. This was not a freak show, it was a Saturday night of fun at a club.
We have similar things back in Chicago, and no one would ever dream of describing the ladies in attendance in any fashion other than respect. If you knew about the activities happening and still found yourself appalled, then you had every right to walk out of the door and never look back! As I said before, go to a strip club if you want young girls; go to Club Hell if you want women.
Also, Mistress Parris works for Mistress Porsche Lynn, so does that make her a hag also? You have just disrespected Miss Porsche, Miss Parris and all of the ladies. They are not based on their looks; if that were true, well then, Mistress Porsche wouldn't have a running business that does extremely well.
I hate to say it, but even the ugly people can enjoy themselves! I hope in the near future your writer opens his mind a bit. These are people who just happen to enjoy a different aspect of their sexuality.
Name withheld by request
Never a disappointment: The Inferno column on the fetish scene at Club Hell was an example of why I keep reading New Times. You would never get the true picture of what goes on in such a place in any other rag.
As I looked at the pictures of the clubgoers, I knew I was going to get a great piece of comedy from Lemons! Thanks for never disappointing.
Zach Porter, via the Internet
If you don't have it, don't flaunt it: Why is it that people who're into the BDSM scene are so fucking ugly?! I could get into it myself if not for the disgusting parade of flesh that's always found at such events.
Kreme is correct that if you're going to flaunt your naked thighs, they shouldn't be mostly cottage cheese. Honey, nobody wants to see that!
Ed Cornelius, via the Internet
Hell hath no fury like a bondage mistress scorned: Your Inferno writer is an ignorant fool who's limited by his insistence that near-naked people must always be beautiful. It's a free country, Mr. Kreme, so ugly, hairy and even smelly people are allowed to bare all in a club that caters to them. Got it? Good!
Worm, who are you to tell me that I can't urinate on a consensual partner whenever I feel like it?! You are limited by your inhibitions and by the Playboy bunny mentality in Western civilization. I feel sorry for you and for everybody else whose sphincters are closed tight.
Mistress Zada, Scottsdale
The fetish scene demands responsible journalism: "Appalled" is what I felt reading this shoddy display of poorly sensationalized journalism. I was under the impression that a publication such as New Times would have exercised some integrity when publishing a review.
First of all, to publish an article seen through the eyes of misinformed, "booze-addled" fetish wanna-bes is irresponsible journalism.
I wonder if Jett, Kreme and Stephen Lemons are aware that one of the "depressingly average fucks" on-screen is an American icon and sex symbol Porsche Lynn. Ms. Lynn and DOIAZ contribute thousands of dollars a year in advertising to your publication.
For all of their so-called "hip" renderings and Ebonics rhetoric, these clueless three apparently have never heard the phrase: "Don't bite the hand that feeds you." In this case, these three bit the hand -- right up to the elbow.
The next time New Times gets a wild hair and chooses to publish a review on this subject matter, I suggest that you take a few moments to think. Make sure you check the facts. For example, had the "booze-addled" individuals taken the time to interview the "three hags" on stage, they would have been in for a shock. Since when does mid-20s and early to mid-30s constitute middle-aged?
Do some research into the true BDSM and fetish scene. Not everyone's fetish is a PVC-clad 18-year-old anorexic with a botched boob job. There are real people with real experience (of which I am one) in the realms of pain and pleasure -- which transcends age, body types, and ethnic, cultural and gender identification (pre-ops included).
On a positive note, I take my hat off to Bad Boy Ben, the promoter of Club Hell, who seems to get it. Otherwise, he would have opted for inexperienced "eye candy" and not have enlisted the assistance of Ms. Porsche Lynn and the very experienced (and attractive) ladies of DOIAZ.
Oh, and by the way, the reference to the "three middle-aged hags pouring hot wax over each other" was a total lie. There was no wax play displayed that evening. How do I know? I was there!
Juanita Lewis, Phoenix
Hail to the Chief
Questionable business behavior: Once again real estate agent Steve Tseffos shows his true colors ("Bleak House," John Dougherty, June 8). How is it that every time Mr. Tseffos gets involved, there are strong questions regarding his business behavior?
The sale of the Arizona State University president's house is just more of the same old "screw everybody" attitude that Mr. Tseffos has employed. When you lie down with dogs . . .
David F. Lucier, Tempe
Be careful what you wish for: Regarding the ASU president's house, I'm shocked and surprised that something like this could happen in Tempe. At least it won't become a 30-story condo tower, or will it?
Maybe a stone-clad monument to insider info and trading should be erected on the site? After all, we all have equal opportunity in this country.
Mark Lymer, Tempe
The once and future president's house: Soooo, why doesn't the Maricopa County Attorney's Office present all of this information on the sale of the president's house to a grand jury? Also, just because the current president of ASU decided to live elsewhere, where will future presidents live?
Tom Hamlyn, via the Internet
