Why San Francisco and the surrounding Bay Area communities are so well loved by all

Subject: Trip Report - 6 months in San Francisco
Date: 30 Sep 2002 03:53:41 +0100 (BST)
From: Douglas Reay <douglasr@chiark.greenend.org.uk>
Organization: Linux Unlimited
Newsgroups: soc.subculture.bondage-bdsm

Letter from America

This letter is my way of saying thank you. Most of the people I want to thank won't get to read this, but perhaps that doesn't matter.

I have just spent 6 months in San Francisco. Tomorrow I fly back to rainy old England. It has been one of the happiest times of my life, and the reason is the spirit of the people I have met.

I want to say thank you to the people I met at munches, the people I met at play parties like those at Castlebar** and The Scenery. The people I met at odd events like classes and Science Fiction conventions, and the people who took me into their lives and went out of their way to help me and introduce me around.

Most especially I want to thank all those who risked trusting a stranger from England and played with me, making my visit such a delight. I will treasure the memories forever.

So let me try thanking you all by telling you what I think I found in the Bay Area. It was all the things I had expected: relaxed and geeky and arty and tolerant and weird and diverse and large. And it was more. It goes beyond tolerance. I've been to Amsterdam, and they pride themselves on their tolerance, but they have not integrated their BDSM culture into the mainstream in the same way as San Francisco has.

Early in my stay I bought a couple of canes from the shop Mr. S. 

They were too long to fit in my backpack, so I stood there by the checkout and waited. The assistant looked a little puzzled then asked did I want them wrapped? Of course I did, wasn't I about to walk out into the vanilla world? I said yes please, and he put a small paper bag around the center of the canes and taped them together, still leaving it utterly obvious what they were.

He looked at my expression and then kindly explained.  

"This is San Francisco. Don't worry about it. You can take it on the bus just like that. No one will give it a second look." And you know, he was right.

I've just spent the day at the Folsom Street Fair. I spanked and flogged a few people for charity at the Janus booth. I bought a violet wand from The Stockroom. I had my boots shined, and grinned as my boot boy took a 2 minute break to drink a glass of piss the neighbouring shinee had just stood there and filled for him.

I watched aged leather men strut, and people egged on by their friends have their first ever spanking and enjoy it. What I did not see was roving larger louts jeering. I did not see shocked or disapproving faces. I did not see normal citizens going out of their way to avoid the leather men entering and exiting the fair, or treating them as anything other than a normal part of life.

I do not know if you residents of San Francisco are aware of just how unusual that is. How unusual, how wonderful you are. There may be other places where you can get to regularly meet people like
Fakir Musafar, Midori, all the authors and all the experts in odd little corners like spice play or degrading the ego or processing pain. But I know of nowhere else where one is so free to be oneself.
I thought London was doing well with SM Pride, but I now see how far we have yet to come.

So, thank you Americans. Please treasure that spirit and keep it safe. For though my body now returns to England, my heart remains with you.

Sincerely,

Douglas Reay
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