One of the most challenging aspects of my life has been going public with what I believe to be true based on observation, experience and information from sources I trust. I’m not sure when living out loud became my passion. Perhaps the biggest influence was my mother who always said, “Betty Anne, never hesitate to speak your mind.” She was an example of doing just that. Often I’d be embarrassed when she’d say the unspeakable, like the time she told our overly religious neighbor Mrs. Wright the Bible was just a bunch of stories written by a lot of different men.
Once I mastered drawing the classical nude, I wanted to communicate what I believed through my art. I painted religious themes based on the every day nuclear family followed by mythology that flirted with sexual content, but it was always the nude body that held my fascination. In the late 50’s and early 60’s every nude I’d drawn or painted represented SEX to my friends and viewers. Each time, I’d argue vehemently to explain a nude was an abstract symbol to express my concepts. Most were convinced I was hiding my obsession with sex behind this rationale. In hindsight I would agree today.
When the sexy sixties arrived, I was in my element. My lover and I jumped into group sex to experience every possible erotic adventure we came across. We were both divorced aging Hippies. I was 38 and he was 44. When we embraced marijuana, we discovered it was a perfect aphrodisiac. It became obvious that sexual freedom and the magic herb allowed people to be more politically liberal. We could see how government was hiding important truths. It was obvious how the Vietnam War made a few men and their corporations rich while killing and maiming young men and women, including millions of innocent Vietnamese people, destroying their villages, animals and crops. Sound familiar?
My first rude awakening was when President Kennedy was killed. Shortly after, my politically informed friends invited me to a lecture on West 34th Street given by Jim Garrison, the DA of New Orleans who denounced the “Magic Bullet Theory.” A notion so bizarre it was actually embarrassing to think people could accept such an obvious lie. As we came out of the theater, bright lights were set up so we could all be photographed.
The same as today, the military/industrial complex was raking in way too much money with no intention of allowing Kennedy to end the Vietnam War. Bobby Kennedy was murdered because he was going to replace JFK. Next to be gunned down was Martin Luther King followed by Malcolm X to quiet unrest in the black community. When Harvey Milk was elected mayor in San Francisco and killed by a former cop, many of us believed the fear of gay political power was a factor in his death. It was also rumored the CIA had backed Ms Magazine to throw feminists a bone. The radical feminist group Red Stockings claimed Gloria Steinem was employed by the CIA which Google confirms today.
In the eighties when I attended a conference for WAP, Women against Pornography, It was obvious to me the CIA had financed this group to stall the Women’s movement with the old “Divide and conquer” tactic. It worked beautifully. The Porn Wars successfully ended our momentum toward women’s liberation. All we ended up with was the title Ms. instead of Miss or Mrs., nothing like what most women wanted. While it’s true we did legalize abortion, as you can see, we are still fighting that same battle today.
When it came to sexual liberation, Feminism only succeeded in legitimizing “serial monogamy” which meant women could have several lovers but only one at a time. This didn’t come close to sexual liberation. Those of us who were called “sex positive” wanted to choose from an abundance of lifestyles. For instance we could be sexually active with several lovers as a happily single woman just like a bachelor. Or how about married with one standard for sex? Or couples could enjoy open relationships with multiple sex partners and group sex would be available for those who were interested.
As it turned out, the puritanical elements in feminism and our government saw to it that women would never enjoy alternate lifestyles other than a monogamous affairs and marriage. Thanks to our thriving sexual double standard, men can still have sneaky extra marital sex with “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” When caught, it’s a brief trip to rehab and all is forgiven.
In the mid eighties, a wealthy oil man I went to High School with back in Wichita came to NYC to check out buying the World Trade Buildings. Once he learned they were riddled with asbestos with an astronomical price for the clean-up process, he decided they were a bad investment. At the time this held no interest for me. I just wanted George to buy one of my paintings for his extensive art collection. Instead we just had dinner and sex.
Years later when I watched the second tower come down on television; I said out loud to my roommate, “That’s controlled demolition!” Later on, when I recalled George telling me about the asbestos problem, I had an “Ah Ha!” moment. I’ve always been fascinated with the Italian family that sets explosives inside a building to bring it down in its footprint. I’d seen them many times on The Learning Channel. Remember, due to years as an artist, I am a trained observer. At that fateful moment I wondered who had done this and why, because it sure as hell wasn’t a plane.
The effectiveness of the shock doctrine succeeded as the world bought the government’s biggest conspiracy theory to date: That 19 fundamentalist uneducated Muslim men with box cutters as weapons managed to fly huge commercial jets into both buildings with one headed for the Pentagon. The hole in the Pentagon was so small it was outlandish to think people believed a large commercial airliner had made it without a trace of any wreckage, including huge jet engines. But a missile would fit just fine. That’s when I got that 911 was America’s New Pearl Harbor before I ever read the book.
Our Government now had an excuse to invade oil rich Iraq. Once again, the tail was wagging the dog! I stand with Occupy Wall Street. “911 was an inside job” chanted OWS.” How quickly Police in riot gear shut us down— dare I say, “Martial Law” in 2015? In the sixties we knew being called “paranoid” meant we were getting close to the truth. That’s why I embrace the label “conspiracy theorist” today.
Most politically aware people would agree that the master of Conspiracy Theories is the US Government! Matter of fact, I’m a proud “Conspiracy Theorist” because it means I have the courage to look at the truth. Meanwhile the faint of heart succumb to cognitive dissonance, a discomfort from holding two or more contradictory beliefs, ideas, or values. My cognitive dissonance kicks in when I consider the glaring omission of human sexuality in political discussions. Besides fear, I believe sex is how people are controlled which puts it at the heart of politics. All authoritarian societies where a few control many have always used religious restrictions to determine how people can have sex. Since most of us fail, we become easier to manipulate because we are all guilty sinners.
Sexual repression begins with the prohibition of childhood masturbation, an activity that establishes the nerve pathways from our sex organs to the pleasure center in our brains. Disrupt this basic healthy activity and we end up with an adult who will have some degree of sexual dysfunction! The omission of masturbation especially affects women who believe they are broken or incomplete because they can’t experience orgasm alone or during intercourse. Vaginal penetration by a penis is the procreative model that’s primarily supported by religions as well as governments. Female orgasm is not necessary for pregnancy and giving birth, and once a man ejaculates inside a vagina he has fulfilled his sexual role. However, women remain unfulfilled and therefore failures, because husbands and lovers need her to come to prove they’re a good lovers.
Society has yet to establish a recreational model of sex that is mutually orgasmic for both partners. So called “female sexual dysfunction” benefits business as couples search for some form of sexual healing from therapy, creams, toys, medications, etc., yet women’s orgasms remain a mystery. It’s also a way to keep women more docile when we are sexually unfulfilled.
I’m half way through my eighties with a stellar reputation of being an accomplished PhD sexologist. I hold the record on teaching women about independent orgasms so they have something to share with a partner. My business partner Carlin Ross is a lawyer who worked on Wall Street and knows the money game. She also understands the Internet. We have over a million page views with our weekly You Tube where we both discuss sex from a women’s perspective with over ten million viewers.
I have answered sex questions via the internet since 1998 and continue today without charging money. We believe information needs to be free and easily accessible. There is a desperate need for sex education and information that deals with girls and women’s pleasure and orgasms. To answer this need, we recently set up the Betty A. Dodson Foundation which gets shortened to the BAD Foundation. This gets smiles from everyone. Michael Jackson said it: “You gotta be bad to be good.” Given our Puritan beginnings, this is so true when it come to sex!
After living through the sixties and seventies where I witnessed America’s outbreak of sexual freedom, I saw how enjoying an abundance of orgasms in a group setting changed people’s lives. In our Bodysex workshops with all women, sharing independent orgasms during group masturbation just might be the most radical and successful sex therapy ever encountered. We are now certifying women to facilitate these workshops world wide. Here comes an army of orgasmic women to spread the good news: orgasmic pleasure alone, with lovers and in groups belongs to us all.
So take pride in being called a “Conspiracy Theorist.” It just means you are tuned in and wide awake. Pay us a visit and become a member of our thriving sex positive community.