"Vadge sommelier".

Hysteria Therapy is apparently still a thing! Filtered through EST, Landmark Forum, and with a healthy dose of Dot Com Multi-Level Marketing thrown in. You can be a Certified Bean-Flicker! Oh, Internet.

My Life With the Thrill-Clit Cult

This was the first night of OMXperience, a three-day August conference meant to "kick off the industry of orgasm," with speakers including Naomi Wolf, New York Times bestselling author Dr. Sara Gottfried, and Robbie Richman, the former "culture strategist" at Zappos. Roughly 1,400 people had paid between $200 and $400 to attend. [...]

OneTaste offers sessions ranging from Coaching certification ($15,000) to six-month Mastery Programs ($7,500) to a one-day Play Class ($195) and evening TurnOn events ($10), as well as t-shirts, organic lube, and OM warmers for your legs in the winter. After the conference, a newsletter went out welcoming acolytes to a private social network called the OM Hub, a formalized version of their once-secret Facebook group, accessible with an OM badge ($49/year.) [...]

Daedone [...] relayed an endorsement from foundational futurist Ray Kurzweil, whose Singularity University counts Reese Jones as a board member. "The next thing we knew we were invited into all of these tech circles and, whoa, man, the testing there was rigorous and crazy," she said. "But finally we got the blessing of Ray Kurzweil that we are officially a technology, and they said it's based on scientific knowledge about physiology and psychology and it goes far beyond insight or a piece of advice." [...]

About that connection: In the realm of OM, "partner" does not connote a prior relationship. It's not unusual, at OneTaste events, to get stroked by someone you've only just met. Over the course of the conference, nearly every guy who asked me to OM -- the collegiate startup cofounder, the burly acupuncturist, the weaselly 20-something from Austin, the dashing cognitive scientist, the white-haired yogi -- would suggest it within 60 seconds of our first meeting. A couple of times, the request arrived before they even gave me their names. [...]

And now that another presenter had briefed us, like a vadge sommelier, on the "reverent, light sensation" from the clitoral ridge, versus the "rich, deep earthy sensation" down at the base -- it was showtime.

Don't poke fun: Ray Kurzweil has officially blessed it as a technology. The "testing" was "rigorous and crazy".

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6 Responses:

  1. Joe User says:

    Well I'll be. All of life's problems solved with fifteen minutes of stinkfinger.

  2. k3ninho says:

    Somewhere in the deepest circles of the Panopticonic Internet Monitoring Organisation, someone has already labelled a trend of behaviours (for curating pornography, banal but most likely) with the phrase 'Vadge Sommelier'. Achievement Unlocked.

  3. Aaron says:

    "he day before, we'd begun with the intimacy workshop. Audience members were instructed to find a partner and ask each other a series of questions: Who are you? Tell me a secret. What do you want? The queries get repeated, relentlessly, in a way that strips off whatever varnish of professionalism or privacy you were trying to maintain. After every response, the asker simply says “Thank you," then resumes the onslaught."

    Vaguely reminiscent of Scientology auditing.

  4. I have a hard time making the logical leap from "orgasms make you happy" to "you should let a stranger give you an orgasm".