Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 465 - OneTaste: The Orgasmic Meditation Cult

Episode Date: July 28, 2025

Did you know that women's clitoral orgasms have the power to completely transform the world and turn it into a blissful nirvana free from pain and suffering? They don't, but, that's essentially what OneTaste founder Nicole Daedone preached at one point before she went to jail. For years, she put on clinics based around male attendees stroking female attendees clitorises in a very specific way designed to completely transform them...and the world around them. Does that make sense? It shouldn't. This is another weird one. Merch and more: www.badmagicproductions.com Timesuck Discord! https://discord.gg/tqzH89vWant to join the Cult of the Curious PrivateFacebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" to locate whatever happens to be our most current page :)For all merch-related questions/problems: [e-mail] (copy and paste)Please rate and subscribe on Apple Podcasts and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcastWanna become a Space Lizard? Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast.Sign up through Patreon, and for $5 a month, you get access to the entire Secret Suck catalog (295 episodes) PLUS the entire catalog of Timesuck, AD FREE. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch.

Earlier this summer in a packed courtroom in New York City, very high profile, very unusual trial unfolded. A trial that was about sex, coercion, and manipulation on a massive scale. Allegations of sex trafficking, sex work, sexual abuse, and a corporate leader exerting cult-like control over followers slash employees. It was a trial about vulnerable people seeking a source of authority and finding someone who absolutely did not have their best interest at heart Someone who wanted to exploit them for everything they had to offer Someone who saw sex as a power game a power game that they could win and I'm not talking about Diddy Talking about the trial of Nicole de Donne the founder and former CEO of a company called one taste a company labeled by many including the federal prosecutors,

the FBI, as a cult. Found in 2004, OneTaste promised transformation to a practice called orgasmic meditation, a 15-minute ritual blending mindfulness and sexuality that evolved a man sitting next to a woman, butterflying her legs open and carefully describing her vagina to her, before slowly and deliberately rubbing his index finger on the upper left quadrant of her clitoris gotta be the upper left quadrant, we all know the other three quadrants are totally useless, allowing her to experience pure powerful orgasmic sensation without the burden of the expectation of reciprocity.

For years, one taste portrayed itself to the outside world like any other health-minded community center. Maybe a little more out there than most, but at the end of the day not so different than going to a spa or trying a new kind of yoga. It especially wasn't that crazy for San Francisco where it was based and where other communes have been focused on sexuality since the days of the 60s counterculture. Nicole Deydon promised that one taste offered a way for women to unlock the spiritual power that had been hidden from them for centuries, if not millennia, to unlock the cure to the hunger and depression

that seems to plague us wherever we go. It seems to stick with us no matter how much we eat, drink, shop or work. A way for women to connect with their full selves after experiencing trauma or abuse. A way for couples to reconnect for a different kind of sex. A sex that wouldn't just make you forget about whose turn it was to take out the trash, but a kind of sex that would completely transform you inside and out. Sound a bit culty? Behind the scenes, employees and members were heavily pressured into committing sexual acts, acts they did not want to do with people they did not want to do them with.

Some were told to perform these acts as part of their jobs. People were encouraged to cut ties with loved ones who did not support their one-taste journey, to plunge themselves into massive debt since money isn't real anyway and to surrender their sexual boundaries. Now does it sound culty? Whenever cult accusations came one taste way, the group had a built-in defense for years. Were you somehow against women's sexuality and sexual liberation? Did you not want women to become the best versions of themselves?

Do you hate it when women cum their lady asses off, you bigoted chauvinistic pig? Or are you like so many patriarchal pricks who for so long have pretended that women aren't sexual beings because that is convenient for men, pig? Did you become blinded by a culture that taught us that sex finishes when the man does? And is that a world you really want to keep living in, you misogynistic douche bro? Wouldn't life be better if women were coming all the time? Well, sit down, get comfy,

and find a moist clit and start flicking it. The captivating, strange, sexual tale of one taste, right here, right now, on this almost-Lusophina-approved edition of Time Suck. This is Michael McDonald, and you're listening to Time Suck. Happy Monday and welcome or welcome back to the Cult of the Curious. I'm Dan Cummins, Suck Nasty, longtime Looney Tunes fan, currently uncertain clit wrangler, and you are listening to Time Suck. Recording this episode after the Tuskegee episode and I gotta say not a bunch of hate to share.

Not a bunch of hate came in that I saw at least for sharing what was weighing on my heart. Just mostly support. Maybe some random hate on YouTube. I'm staying out of the comments there for the moment. Anti-climactic I know. So just yeah thanks. Thanks for letting me be me. Thanks for being such a beautiful community. And speaking of community, I have one cool message this week. We just crossed the million dollar lifetime charitable donation mark for Bad Magic. We have now donated with the help of our space lizards and Roberts and Annabelle's over on Scared to Death $1,6,586 not counting the scholarship fund. In July we donated $11,600 to Ignite Adaptive Sports.

The only adaptive snow sport program located on Colorado's eastern slope. Ignite's mission is to provide snow sport opportunities to people with disabilities. They believe that everybody should be able to enjoy winter sports regardless of skill or ability level. And in 2009 they expanded to serve wounded active duty and military veterans through the United States Olympic and Paralympic Committee. To find out more go to IgniteAdaptiveSports.org. 20% of all Patreon support continues to go directly back out to charities like this one and to the Cummins Family Scholarship Fund. So thank you, thank you, thank you. And now, let us cum! Orgasms have been at the center of many episodes of Time Sucked before.

They've just mostly been true crime episodes. So many serial killers have been obsessed with the tricky human puzzle of orgasm. Well, tricky for some. Uh, like some who've struggled to orgasm without doing some combination of violence and degradation. What is big deal? We're asshole is better than me jerking off shame cock and coin. I promise. Right.

Andrew or Andrew, Andre Chikatillo, Andrew's his brother. Andre Cicatillo had a real dark relationship with orgasms. And it's pretty obvious here, I'm talking about male orgasms in previous episodes. Today talking mostly about the female orgasm. Still technically in a true crime context, just not one with any murder. Instead we'll be doing it through examining a very interesting company slash commune slash cult known as one taste Founded in 2004 by Nicole day. Don't one taste

Is a company still seems to be operating today despite its current legal troubles in some form It aims to teach women how to unlock their inner power how to to start loving themselves, succeed in their lives, draw respect and attention from others. To its critics, it's just teaching them how to spend a lot of their money, provide a lot of free or virtually free labor, allow people to be sexually exploited. So it's the one taste people can just manipulate others trying to learn something as basic as fingering your clit until you come. It's no longer operating in the manner I'll be describing today, so I'll probably mostly refer to it in the past tense. It's been forced to do a massive rebrand recently to stay alive in some

form. Like NXIVM before it, probably the most similar episode we have to this one, but unfortunately the good God Amway, provider of quality and affordable homeware, will not be making an appearance. One Taste was a group where members could spend a lot of money, some of the hundreds of thousands of dollars to unlock the secrets of the human soul. Except unlike NXIVM, which hid its more sexual aspects than sexual slavery in the shadowy interior of Keith Raniere's inner circle, One Taste put it more front and center. It was a part of its public business model, the main part.

At one taste meetings, you could walk in from off the street and within minutes, you could be watching a volunteer or even yourself having there or your. Clitoris stimulated by a closed man who was rubbing with a light touch in the upper left quadrant of the region known as the one o'clock position. Oh, fuck yeah, bro. Hail, Lucifina. And many participants did say that they felt the practice, OM or

orgasmic meditation, changed them for the better. I mean sure, it feels good to come right? You know if I was lonely and depressed and frankly horny, some rub-and-tug massage parlor opened up down the street that didn't hide what it did, where some cheery attractive masseuse was very open about you know, how wonderful and wholesome and healthy it would be just to fucking jerk me off. Someone who has perfected the hand job and I got to go down there and listen to some relaxing spa music in a nice, pretty environment and I don't know, work on fucking relaxing, meditating, meditative breathing until I just came really, really hard as they just stroked me for 15 minutes. Yeah, I'd probably feel better too.

Don't need a big philosophy behind all that. Hearance reported feeling more connected to their bodies, healed from past sexual trauma, and they felt more able to connect to sexual partners, and all around were happy to find themselves thanks to this fingering. Crazy how much human touch and good cum can really turn your life around, right? In the mid 2010s, OM, aka Orgasmic Meditation, would earn a slew of acclaim from people like Khloe Kardashian, health gurus, seen as people on the cutting edge of the wellness space. But not all of the coverage will be glowing. Some articles

reported concerning sales tactics or of people being told in sessions that if they felt uncomfortable, it was only because they weren't opening themselves up to the orgasm. A Bloomsburg Businessweek article in 2019 would give more damning testimony, this time from inside the company, from those who had given their lives over to spreading the gospel of OM and one taste and found themselves deeply in debt, traumatized, sometimes even married to community members who they wouldn't have thought twice about seriously dating in the outside world.

Now, as of July 2025, two women from the company's leadership, Nicole Daydown and her head of sales, Rachel Churwitz, are in jail cells waiting to be sentenced for federal forced labor charges. How is that where One Taste ended up? How did something so good in orgasm go so wrong? When we think about where to begin with One Taste before we cover the cults formation and evolution and looking to their predecessors, a good place to start might be what is an orgasm? Why do we have them? What can orgasms do for us? And maybe more importantly what can they not do for us? In addition to a cocktail

made with amaretto, Kahlua, Bailey's Irish cream, possibly some half-and-half, an orgasm is from the Greek word orgasmos meaning excitement or swelling. The height or peak of sexual arousal when the body releases sexual tension and pressure. It involves very intense feelings of pleasure in your genitals and throughout your body, according to the Cleveland Clinic. Well, hail, Lusifena.

I don't know about you, but great sex and a powerful orgasm can really turn my week around. Big time stress reliever and attitude and perspective changer. I mean, sex in general in general yeah for sure can do that but like really good sex oh man it's fucking awesome right? An orgasm can occur during masturbation or during sex with a partner or during sleep or sometimes even when you're awake without genital stimulation as a response by the involuntary or automatic nervous system. It's one of four stages in the body

sexual response cycle, desire or libido being stage one, then excitement slash arousal, and then stage three orgasm and stage four resolution. During your orgasm, your body suddenly releases sexual tension that built up during the first two phases of the sexual response cycle, right?

Desire and arousal. Your heart rate, blood pressure, and breathing rate increase hormones are released into your bloodstream and muscles in your genitals and anus rhythmically contract repeatedly about once per second for several seconds. Muscle contractions play an important role in orgasm for women the muscles of one's vagina and uterus can contract likewise for men the muscles at the base of one's penis contract which usually leads leads to ejaculation. And when you pair that with using no condoms or other form of birth control, that rhythmic contraction helps sperm move up

to the uterus where those swimmers might encounter an egg and fertilize it. But not all orgasms are for reproduction, of course. They're plenty of fun to have on their own. Like so much fun. And you can have all kinds of different varieties. Anal penetration can lead to a prostate orgasm for men. Women can experience There are plenty of fun to have on their own, like so much fun. And you can have all kinds of different varieties. Anal penetration can lead to a prostate orgasm for men. Women can experience clitoral and vaginal orgasms, even both at the same time. Women can achieve a type of anal orgasm through stimulation of sensitive nerves around the anus, a pudendal nerve orgasm, which typically refers to an orgasm achieved through stimulation

of the pudendal nerve. Again, a major nerve in the pelvic region. There are a lot of different kinds of orgasm. Some people can achieve one kind, some people multiple kinds, some people really struggle to have any kind. That's a bummer. Some people can even reach orgasm through stimulation and non-genital arousal zones like ears, elbows, knees, necks, breasts, nipples, and wrists. All right. Or as I mentioned, you can orgasm through no physical stimulation at all, like having a wet dream, a sex dream that leads to nocturnal emissions. With women, the most common way to achieve orgasm is by direct sexual stimulation of

the clitoris, meaning consistent digital, oral, or other concentrated friction against the external parts of the clitoris. General stats indicate that 70 to 80 percent of women require direct clitoral stimulation to achieve orgasm and clitoral orgasms are easier to achieve than vaginal orgasms because the glands of the clitoris or just the clitoris as a whole is thought to have more than 10,000 densely concentrated sensory nerve endings. They used to think it was more than 8,000 They've added a few thousand So so many nerves and one little fucking tugboat captain of an area

I wasn't able to find out how many nerve endings lie inside the vaginal canal not counting the clitoris, right? Sounds like more study needs to be done but the general consensus is that the concentration of nerves in the vaginal canal not nearly as dense as the clit studies indicate that around 94% of women can achieve orgasm through clitoral stimulation while only 18% of women report being able to orgasm from vaginal intercourse alone. It's crazy. New research suggests that the penis might have about 10,000 nerve endings as well but they're just not as concentrated, right? Not in such a small space. Unless you have a micro-peen. Unless you have a penis the size of a clitoris.

So, you know, fucking great news for micro-peens. Yes, sure, it's tiny, but it's very, very, you know, pleasurable to touch. Humans, not the only creatures that experience orgasm. Of course, the males of various species, almost, but not all species, ejaculate as part of the reproductive process. But ejaculation is actually not synonymous, not always, with orgasm. And I did not know that until this episode. With human males ejaculation and orgasm are two vastly different bodily functions that happen to occur usually around the same time. Ejaculation is the pulsing contraction of pelvic slash penile muscles to expel semen.

Ejaculations can include one or many muscular contractions that can last anywhere from a couple seconds to 30 seconds or more. Damn! Semen can barely dribble out or can shoot several feet. Everyone's different, right? Every time you cum is different. For some men, sometimes no semen will come out to get a little dry ejaculation. For some men, sometimes no semen will come out to get a little dry ejaculation. The ejaculation process is controlled by a lower spinal cord nodule that acts as a miniature brain controlling sexual response. An orgasm is the euphoric feeling that occurs with the climax. Very often an orgasm can contribute to muscle spasms, vocal sounds, unless the kids or in-laws

or parents are in the next room, and other body movements. But these movements do not actually aid in the expulsion of semen. An orgasm is caused by sudden release of brain chemicals. These euphoric sensations can be described as big, small, genital focused, whole body. It can even seem to emanate from various areas of the body. There's a lot of variety. Orgasms can last anywhere from a few seconds to 15 to 20 seconds for some men. The average for most men is 5 to 10 seconds. I think I said, I think one source actually said 30 seconds for, yeah up to like 30 seconds. That's a big one. Most men think they experience these two events simultaneously, orgasm and ejaculation, but the truth is they occur near each other, but for some men they

feel an orgasm right before they ejaculate. Other men begin to ejaculate and then feel the orgasm and some men some real cock wizards can apparently learn to separate an ejaculation from an orgasm. Some dudes can have multiple orgasms and not ejaculate until they choose. What the fuck? Some cum Jedi's out there. What have I been doing all these years other than wasting my fucking life apparently? Some men learn to have whole body orgasms from anal slash prostate simulation as I touched on these orgasms Do not have an accompanying ejaculation in fact these orgasms have nothing to do with your dick at all I Have I've been quite the cum dummy did that realize there were so many different orgasm rides at the fuck carnival There's no clear list of animals at orgasm, but through observation

we've seen orgasm like responses from a variety of creatures as well as creatures having sex for pleasure, which would imply some level of sexual stimulation. Female chimps, macaque monkeys and cows have all been stimulated in the lab to the point of experiencing vaginal and uterine contractions, which does suggest that other female animals are at least capable of an orgasm. Pretty funny to think about how some people out there can legitimately put helped monkeys come on their resume. What job skills do you currently possess? I'm proficient in Word, Excel, PowerPoint. I

have a lot of experience in data entry, data analysis. I can type 80 words per minute and there is not a lady monkey on God's green earth whose thighs I cannot make quiver from a good old-fashioned pussy poppin' cum. I'm sorry, what was that last part? Whether non-human animals regularly have orgasms during normal copulation is much less certain. Most animal sex, very brief and often, especially if you've watched some nature documentaries, pretty violent. Because of the fact that male ejaculation nearly always accompanied by the male orgasm is the the big finish that continues a genetic lineage, it's gotten a lot more attention than female orgasms which have been seen as something of a mystery for most of human history. Without an ability to see what's going on the way we might see with the penis,

and probably do in part to a good bit of faking going on throughout history as well. From the beginning of recorded human history to the present it's been hard to get a lot of agreement on what the female orgasm is and how important it is or is not. So let's take a hard pun kind of intended look at how our species has thought about the orgasm throughout history before we jump into the one taste timeline. For ancient societies we have more evidence for how orgasm was treated when it comes to masturbation, not copulation, so let's begin with that. There are depictions of male and female masturbation in prehistoric rock paintings around the world and most

early people seem to have connected human sexuality with abundance in nature. Yeah, do an image search of ancient depictions of masturbation. Oh, you will find a lot. A lot of very interesting art. The man's orgasm seemed to be considered more important. There are by far more pictures of men masturbating than women. And a lot of the drawings, I hope they're not anatomically correct. If they are, a lot of ancient dudes were really burdened with giant cocks bigger than their

legs, bigger than their torsos in some cases. Just can't imagine how much back pain they had to deal with, you know, carrying around thick three, four foot long cocks. Must have made sleep a struggle as well. The ancient Sumerians had very relaxed attitudes about sex, believing that masturbation enhanced sexual potency both for men and women, and they frequently engaged in it both alone with their partners. Men would often use a special oil probably mixed with pulverized iron ore which was intended to enhance friction. Sounds pretty dicey. Get too much iron ore in the mix and I would imagine it would

feel like jerking off a sandpaper. Masturbation was seen as an act of creation at least for men. In Sumerian mythology the god Enki was believed to have created the Tigris and Euphrates rivers by masturbating and then ejaculating into an empty riverbed. God, that was some cum. I've had some pretty good ones, but definitely never enough to get a river started or even like a little creek. Similarly, male masturbation was an even more important image in ancient Egypt. The god Autumn believed to have created the entire universe by jerking off and coming. So, you know, I guess when I've said in the past that we're all stardust, what I should have said was we're all Egyptian cum.

This view would change with the ancient Greeks who believed that masturbation was uncivilized, suitable for slaves, barbarians, and women. But not really because they thought femalosexuality was evil or anything. That view will come later with Christianity. The Greek view of masturbation derived from Greek power dynamics when it came to sex, which is even reflected in the language. The most commonly used verb for masturbation is to soften. And for most Greeks, male sexuality was essentially about whether you were active or passive, hard or soft. Masturbating was seen as an act of passivity, right?

Softening. Why would you want to soften your strong hard cock by cumming? Why would you want to transform from a hot hard father-daddy simply dripping in olive oil to a lukewarm soft baby boy dripping in shame cum? If you're jerking off all the time it was because you were a fucking dumb ape. A low-status undisciplined man who lacked true self-control. Also a real man would only play an active role in bed as the penetrator, hence masturbating or even performing fellatio or cunnilingus was seen as somewhat emasculating. Because the sexual emphasis was on the passive slash active role rather than the act of orgasm in itself,

women were thought to enjoy the whole process of sex, not their own grand finale. So, you know, who cares if they come or not? According to Hippocrates, now in women I assert that as their vagina is rubbed and their uterus moved during intercourse, a kind of tickling sensation befalls these parts and gives rise to pleasure and warmth in the rest of their body. A woman feels pleasure once intercourse begins, for the whole time until the man ejaculates in her. If the woman is eager for intercourse, she ejaculates before the man, and from then on she no longer feels as much pleasure. But if she is not eager, her pleasure ends with the man's." According to Sophie Evans, who did the initial research on this topic,

that description was actually shockingly accurate. Because orgasm was not as central to sexuality for the Greeks, the debate about male and female sexuality was more about who experiences more pleasure in sex, men or women. The Greek myth of Tiresias would point to this playfully. In the Greek legend, he was transformed into a woman as punishment for hitting two copulating snakes with a stick. That's a weird crime and a weird punishment. And then after seven years of living as a woman and even having children, he hit those same snakes again and what do you know it got transformed back into a man. When notorious horn dog Zeus said that women enjoy doing the deed more than men do and his constantly pissed-off wife Hera replied that, nay, the deed is

done more pleasurably by men, Tiresias settled the debate. Right, makes sense. He'd had sex as both a man as a woman multiple times. Women, he said, felt ten times more pleasure than men. What the fuck? Ten times? How are you ladies not constantly dying from starvation and dehydration? Right? Refusing to stop masturbating long enough to eat a snack or drink water. Here did not like that answer and she struck him blind. But even though the emphasis was not on orgasm, most Greeks seemed to recognize that women could get there. Most explicitly Achilles Tysias spoke of how a woman can reach the quote peak of love whereupon she is quote maddened with pleasure, opens her mouth wide as she kisses and goes crazy.

That's a fun visual. There are a few things in life more fun than watching your partner come, right? The Roman poet Ovid said that his ideal sexual encounter leaves his partner quote in frenzy with eyes that confess defeat, languid in refusing to be embraced. In addition he said that sex is best when both partners feel what delights them equally. Oh, fuck yeah, bro. It was even thought of as a good thing to make your woman come first, as old Greek medical treatises, or treatises, there we go, believe that a baby could only be conceived when both partners came.

And I'm picturing a lot of ladies suckers rolling their eyes at that. There was a lot of interesting and pretty laughable now speculation about sexuality in ancient times. The third century CE Greek Roman physician, surgeon, and philosopher Galen claimed that women's labia existed, quote, for the sake of ornament. But that they also served a practical purpose to keep the uterus from becoming too cold. Yeah, totally. It's just a little meat blanket down there. Keeping your uterus from shivering. Galen interpreted the clitoris as another kind of miniature heating element, also designed to keep women's bits from getting a little too frigid.

Sounds like Galen studied a lot more than he fucked. And when he fucked, he was not real focused on his partner. At least not on a female partner. For what he called a malfunctioning clitoris, Galen prescribed manual stimulation designed to result in the all-important heating effects of orgasm, whilst also warning against the potentially scandalous involvement of a man in this manual stimulation. To avoid any hint of deviancy, he felt that one should engage the services of a responsible and skilled woman, such as a midwife. Yeah, totally. Just ask your midwife to rub your clit until you come so you can get warm again. Galen sounds like he was a real weirdo with a lot of strange ideas. There was a diversity of opinions in the ancient world, but most of them generally agreed that making a woman have the big O was a good thing. And then came Christianity and that view did change.

Medieval Europe's view of orgasms would be deeply influenced by theologians Saint Augustine and later by Thomas Aquinas who viewed orgasms and any form of pleasure-focused sex as tainted by original sin. The ideal sex was only for procreation within marriage and without excessive enjoyment. Meaning the woman did not have to orgasm. Actually it was better that she did not because that meant or was thought to mean that she was having dirty, sinful, lustful thoughts while fucking.

No, no, no, no, just lay there quietly. Think only of baby Jesus. While your husband solemnly thrusts with an expression of grim obligation on his face. That's what God wants. Because he's a mentally deranged creep with the psyche of a sexually repressed serial killer, apparently. This view began with Augustine in the late fourth and fifth, excuse me, late fourth and early fifth century CE, when he would write some of

the first works exploring the hidden recesses of the inner life from a Christian lens, and in doing so pioneer the idea that there is something damaged about the entire human species, and that that something explicitly relates to sexuality. And this view truly may have been born from something as ridiculous as an inconvenient boner. Not kidding. Let me explain. Right after our first of two mid-show sponsor breaks.

If you don't want to hear these ads, please stand up to be a spacer on Patreon, get the entire catalog ad free, get episodes three days early, help with charitable contributions and more. Thanks for listening to those ads. And now let's head to 370 CE when a young Augustine and his dad are at the public bath together. One day in 370 CE, 16 year old Augustine and his father went to the public bath together in the provincial city of Tagasti in what is now Algeria. At some point during their

visit his father, Patricius, may have glimpsed that the boy had an involuntary erection or simply remarked on his recently sprouted pubic hair. Happens all the time. During puberty and shortly thereafter when your body's flooded with hormones that inconvenient boner part. Definitely had to pretend I did not feel good on a few occasions growing up as an excuse to stay seated when the truth was I had random annoying heart on and didn't want anyone else to notice it and tease me about it. Apparently Patricia's like seeing his son sprout some wood because he was excited at the possibility of having grandchildren soon. But when Patricia's got back home he told his wife Augustine's mom Monica

and as a Christian Monica was horrified byius' approval of Augustine's new sexuality. Early Christian leaders like Paul advocated for celibacy as a way to focus only on God. And Monica was probably in the pro-celibacy camp or something very close to it. So in response, Monica set out to drive a wedge between son and father. She made a considerable bustle Augustine would write admiringly or admiringly in confessions to ensure that you, my God, were my father rather than him. But then Augustine went off to college in Carthage where he had all kinds of affairs,

writing later that he polluted the shared channel of friendship with putrid ruddy, which has been interpreted by some scholars as either anal sex with a male friend or friends or mutual masturbation. But this feverish promiscuity, if that's what it was, went away fairly quickly. Within a year or two, Augustine had settled down with a woman with whom he lived and to whom in his account he was faithful for, or faithful to, for the next 14 years, although they did not marry. They had a son, though, Odeodatus, and all in all, Augustine

was living with what he considered a pretty respectable lifestyle according to Roman social customs at the time. He prided himself on his intelligence and his literary sensitivity. Augustine studied law, he honed his rhetorical skills, he entered dramatic competitions, consulted astrologers more, he took his family from Carthage to Tegasti where he taught literature, then back to Carthage He honed his rhetorical skills. He entered dramatic competitions, consulted astrologers more. He took his family from Carthage to Togasti where he taught literature, then back to Carthage where he gave courses on public speaking, then to Milan, where he took up an illustrious professorship of rhetoric and things were going pretty well. But mommy Monica didn't like what her son was doing with his life. She hated the fact that Augustine's non-Christian Manichaean beliefs, this conviction that there were two forces, one good the other evil, at war in the universe, which is a lot like Christianity actually, and the fact that

he was presumably boning his common-law wife. Manichaeanism is a religion, formerly a major religion centuries and centuries ago, born in the third century CE in Persia. Its founder and prophet intended it to combine and surpass the teachings of basically every religion in the known world at the time. Buddhism, Christianity, Judaism, ancient Greek Babylonian and other Mesopotamian religions, Zoroastrianism and more. Too much to get into, not important enough to today's topic to thoroughly explain. For the point of this story, it was not Christianity.

And that meant that every time Monica saw her son Augustine, she was convinced he was going to burn in hell when he died and she would weep bitterly. And she became hyper focused on saving his soul. When Augustine took up his post in Milan, Monica sailed from North Africa to join her son and there she would find reason to rejoice. He told his mother one day that he had been deeply impressed by Ambrose, the Catholic bishop of Milan. What had originally struck him as absurdities regarding Christian doctrine began to seem like profound mysteries.

His long-held intellectual certainties were crumbling. Monica used this opportunity to arrange a new marriage to a Christian girl for Augustine and to send away his common-law wife. "'My heart, which had fused with hers, was mutilated by the wound and I limped along trailing blood. Augustine would write. Yeah be still a man and your wife because mommy wanted you. That's fucking wild. Without anyone to bone at the moment the woman his mom found for him was a virgin girl two years under marriageable age and he quickly found another hookup. Before moving on, she was 10 years old.

10 years old. He was 31. That's right. This great holy man was supposed to wait to marry a 12 year old when he turned 33. And his mom was the matchmaker! What the fucking fuck? Augustine would never marry this girl though. He had an epiphany, a religious awakening. He converted to Christianity, broke off his engagement to Mary, resigned his professorship, vowed himself to perpetual chastity, and planned to return to Africa and found a monastic community. Augustine was now a Christian, but he was coming from a different place than most early Christians. He had been out in the world sucking and fucking. He knew what humans, you know, wanted. They

wanted the bone. He thought if they also wanted to glorify God, well what's the big deal with that? Why were those two urges seemingly mutually exclusive? He thought it was so weird that you could control every part of your body except your genitals. Again and again he returned to the same set of questions and continued to confound him. Whose body is this anyway? Did it belong to him or God? Why would God have given him the inability to control his penis if God wanted him to stay celibate? He then traced this back to the earliest humans in his belief Adam and Eve who had been expelled from the Garden of Eden

for eating from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. They had sinned and thus humanity was sinful. But how did that sin pass on? Was it just in the atmosphere? Or was it something humans had to do to continue the species? Was it in that? Something that linked Augustine all the way back to Adam and Eve? Was it sex? The same thing Augustine himself had struggled with? This is how he came to view lust as a little touch of evil. The apple from the tree of knowledge of good and evil did not open Adam and Eve's eyes to the general concept of evil or good or anything else. It opened their eyes to their own

gonads. He would write, they turned their eyes on their own genitals and lusted after them with that stirring movement they had not previously known. Uh, okay. That's an interesting way to interpret the original sin story. Even if a man and woman intended to create a child together, Augustine wrote, the action is not performed without evil. Before the apple, Augustine argued, Adam and Eve would have had sex without any kind of arousal. Not sure how that works. He wrote,

they would not have had the activity of turbulent lust in their flesh. However, but only the movement of peaceful will by which we command the other members of the body. Gosh dang, that sounds like some of the body." Gosh dang that sounds like some of the most boring sex ever. Without feeling any passion he wrote quote, the husband would have relaxed on his wife's bosom in tranquility of mind. Okay. When asked how someone could ejaculate without experiencing pleasure Augustine basically just you know the human body

was you know he just wrote it was kind of crazy you know I was capable of all kinds of shit just stop asking so many questions And anyway this all fed into his idea that pleasure is dangerously alluring no matter how good the intention Even if it's just to create a baby Pleasure was an inescapable presence always taunting you be gone Lucifina You were born with it, and you would die with it. In other words, it, lust, was original sin. This was not the belief of all early Christians by the way. A British-born monk, Pelagius, almost exactly Augustine's contemporary, believed that human beings were born innocent, that infants did not enter the world with a

special endowment of virtue, but also did not carry the stain of vice. But in the history of Christianity Augustine's beliefs would went out, Just seemed more theologically sound. He pointed to the fact that God had decided to send his son, the sinless Jesus, to earth via a virgin. A crystal clear indication that sex perpetuated sin. And it made sense for Augustine too because of his own life experience, right? Because, you know, all the time back in the bathhouse when his dad comment on his boner or pubic hair and he felt shame and, you know, the guilt he felt sometimes with sex afterwards, he felt shame because in his

view in that moment when his dad noticed his fucking wean, he lost the free will God gave him, the kind he might have experienced in the Garden of Eden, and instead had to follow his boner for the rest of his life now that he had fucking gone through puberty. His new idea made him feel better. It comforted him to think that following his boner was not what God wanted for him originally. God didn't want him or Adam and Eve to feel the pain of blue balls. But after what went down in the Garden of Eden, that fucking apple just fucked us all and humanity had no choice. Augustine was just a casualty. Now of course his vision of Christianity would die pretty quickly if there weren't any people left to

support it, right, if we're supposed to be celibate. So men would still have to impregnate women, they still have to give in to some lusts, which function is a, I don't know, kind of neat little catch-22 because then they would feel desire, then they have to go to church and pray about their desire, and you know it keeps going round and round. So where does the female orgasm land in all that? Well since Mary was the mother of Jesus and a virgin, she soon became the blueprint for expectations for all women. And there was even a greater emphasis now on girls being virgins on

their wedding night than there had been previously. But that message did not make it to, you know, everybody. Did not make it to regular not extremely religious people living at the time. According to a Brown University study on early medieval attitudes about sex, it appears that unrestrained sexual activity was quite common throughout Europe during these times. In fact, most did not believe fornication was a sin at all and many were taken by surprise at confession when priests informed them that they had indeed sinned by committing certain sexual acts. Once they were married medieval Christian philosophy told women that as daughters of Eve,

they were responsible for the fall of mankind due to their innate sin. Have fun with that burden. And this generalized scorn seeped into every fast of their lives, including sexuality. That is pretty fucking crazy because of this one story that definitely didn't happen literally, in my opinion. I'm like, get the fuck out of here. That now the millions and millions, hundreds and hundreds of millions of women have just had to carry shame ever since. Anyway, since Eve was the one who'd eaten from the apple first,

women were seen as weak and unable to help themselves when they got turned on, which justified male control over their lives. And I do like that part. My wife, Lindsay, only still refuses to submit to my patriarchal authority and be my submissive bicycle to ride as I please because her sin-filled ladyhead is practically incapable of understanding virtue and reason.

Thankfully, I will not give up on her. I will continue to work on bending her to my righteous will. The weakness of women in resisting their physical desires was seen as an obstacle in conception since they would ignore the ideal conditions to conceive and Overindulgence in sex could inflame female desire to the point that women would become insatiable sex maniacs When's that happening? It was believed that it was important to have sex in moderation to ensure proper female health too little would make women crazy

Too much would make them crazy. Basically just medieval dudes just thought women were crazy. It was believed that unmarried women should find a husband as quickly as possible or risk serious health consequences. You'll go insane if you don't get the right amount of dick. Unmarried women who were hindered by their lust were told to exercise regularly and take medicines. Failing this, they should find a midwife who would, and here it connects back to one taste, you know, lubricate her fingers with oil, insert them into her vagina, and quote, move them vigorously about. So yeah, so

that shit went on in Europe in the Middle Ages because we're a fucking completely insane species. Not everyone was as weird about this as people in Europe though. A lot of other cultures around the world seem to agree that making a woman cum is just a good thing. You know, plain and simple, it's not over thinking. In the Arab world things were better in this regard at the time. The Encyclopedia of Pleasure written in the 10th century by medieval Arab writer Ali Ibn Nas Al-Khatib offers the following advice on what a man needs to do. Know that women prefer a man who knows how to behave well in all circumstances and how to be in harmony with them. They reject a man who has no knowledge about women and do not love him even if he is exceptionally handsome and rich.

Then again, they love a poor and disgraced man who is devoid of praiseworthy manners as long as he is well informed about women and knows how to be in harmony with them. Wink! Wink! Therefore the man has to endeavor so that her orgasm coincides with his at their first meeting. This will make her heart favorably disposed to him. That'll make something disposed to him. And it is the most powerful way of strengthening love between them. If it happens at the beginning of their relationship their love will last and their affection be complete. You hear that? Learn how to make a woman come and come early in your courtship. If you want to keep her around, thirst for that magic stick or magic fingers. Another text written in Tunisia in the early 15th century called the Perfume Garden of

Sensual Delight, also known as the Arabic Kama Sutra, offered candid advice on love making between a man and his wife. In one chapter, the author lists the many names a penis can be called, translated roughly to, stud, standard, organ, pigeon, jingle bells, stroker, shifty, poker, jerk, dozy, butter basher, knocker, thirst quencher, screw, plunger, intruder, cyclops, weeper, long neck, baldy peeper, cheeky, bashful, tearful rocker, roller, ravisher, rummager, snout and scout. Okay, all right. I know it sounds like some of my typical bullshit, but apparently that's real.

I've learned a lot this week. Other non-Christian sources also got in the sex advice game. Writing from southern France in the late 13th century, Rabbi Isaac Ben Yedaiah notes that the circumcised man should make sure that his wife never sleeps with an uncircumcised man. Otherwise, quote, She too will court the man who is uncircumcised in the flesh and lie against his breast with great passion. For he thrusts inside her a long time because of the foreskin, which is a barrier against ejaculation and intercourse.

Thus she feels pleasure and reaches an orgasm first. When an uncircumcised man sleeps with her and then resolves to return to his home, she brazenly grafts him, holding onto his genitals, and says to him, Come back, make love to me. This is because of the pleasure that she finds in intercourse with him, from the sinews of his testicles,ws of iron and from his ejaculation that of a horse Jesus Christ which he shoots like an arrow into her womb They are united without separating and he makes love twice and three times in one night yet The appetite is not filled. Holy shit Well, I'm damn it. I'm circumcised

Apparently Lindsay only slept with other circumcised sex clowns like myself previously, otherwise I would have never had a chance. She'd be coming her fucking brains out right now with some cock wizard while I just sat around jerking my little sad boy wiener, a little shivering guy forever stuck out in the cold because it had its hoodie cut off back when I was a newborn. I have to talk to my mom and dad about my dick. I have some complaints now. Anyway, not everyone in Europe was extremely repressed, even if the medieval church wanted them to be. Sex and thus orgasm was a big part of many

people's lives. Of course it was. People loved orgasm. Folk medicine texts and midwifery manuals like the 12th century's Trotula included guidance on enhancing sexual enjoyment for men and women. Hail, Lucifina. And warming the womb through sex. This manual was actually influenced by Arabic science, making inroads in Europe at the time, and part of which was actually written by a female doctor, Trotta of Salerno, who studied at the Scuola Medica Salernitana, the first and most important medical school of the Middle Ages in Europe that had both male and female students. And by the 16th century and the new age of scientific discovery in Europe, the dominant

model for sexual reproduction was the two-seed theory, a theory that both men and women had to orgasm and contribute quote seed for conception, which had actually been an idea advocated centuries earlier by Hippocrates and Galen. So for a while, in certain less repressed circles, female orgasm was considered necessary for pregnancy. You're supposed to enjoy it. Doctors began to believe that uterine contractions during orgasm helped suck semen upward, which is actually still considered part of the evolutionary reason for female orgasm by some, though that belief is pretty questionable now and is losing support.

Currently, it's thought by many that the female orgasm evolved to increase the probability of fertilization from males whose genes would improve offspring fitness basically fit dudes better at making women cum the not so fit dudes and Because orgasms feel good women would more likely want to keep fucking the dude who had a good body Good muscles could sexually satisfy her and that is why mega chads get laid muscles could sexually satisfy her and that is why mega chads get laid so they can create more mega chads and Beta melvins can get lost and jerk off into a fucking dumpster you losers

anyway later in Europe with the rise of enlightenment science and male run anatomical studies the idea of the female seed was discarded By the 1600s William Harvey proposed that only the male provided seed. The female simply hosted the process, you know, kind of like an oven. A microscope discovered sperm in 1677, the compound microscope, had been discovered in 1590, or invented rather, and that bolstered the idea that men were the primary contributors to life. Women were seen as just vessels. Since pleasure was no longer seen as helpful to reproduction, the female orgasm again becomes a matter of morality just like Augustine had made it centuries before and Lady Coming falls back down into a nasty old sin hole.

A rise in witch hunts amongst other things targeted folk medicine that had championed understanding the female reproductive system and the Protestant Reformation stripped marriage of its sacramental mystery and reframed it as a social contract, a God-ordained structure for procreation, fidelity, and order. Female orgasm was seen as unnecessary at best, indulgent or suspicious at worst, centering pleasure at all in any way, was now again thought to be hedonistic and demonic even. By the 18th and 19th centuries, the clitoris either disappeared from medical diagrams entirely or was described as undeveloped or dismissed. This coincided with the rise of the Victorian family model. The man is the provider who worked

outside of the home and the woman who only concerned herself with the domestic sphere, was a virgin on her wedding night, and did not experience sexual desire ever, not even with her husband. But as always in certain spheres there were other lines of thought and evidence to suggest that some women definitely like sex a lot. In the 1920s Stanford alumni and researcher Clelia Mosher interviewed women born around the time of the Civil War. There was a very little known study about 45 women that would not be unearthed until 1973. And one woman, one woman born in 1844,

told Moshe that sex was quote, a normal desire and rational use of it tends to keep people healthier. Another born around 1865 said of sex that the highest devotion is based upon it a very beautiful thing and I'm glad nature gave it to us. I love this. A good reminder that when we talk about prevailing trends and behavior in any historical era, there's always exceptions, always outliers, and people who secretly resisted, right? Sometimes a lot of outliers. They might nod their heads, seemingly in agreement, or of some academic or scientific presentation or religious sermon or political speech, and then when they're at home, you know, be like, ah, what a load of horse shit. Let's

fuck. Let's fuck. Let's have some fun. Because the medical establishment had no conception of women's pleasure in the 18th and 19th centuries, for the most part, some women were diagnosed with hysteria, a vague condition with symptoms like anxiety, irritability, sexual frustration. And allegedly some Victorian doctors would diddle women

until the orgasms as a type of hysteria therapy. There's a lot of articles online that suggest they used vibrators to do this. Pretty insane medical treatment. It's a weird doctor's appointment. In this era, masturbation was again discouraged for both sexes seen as damaging to health, particularly for women. By the 1940s, however, sex researcher Alfred Kinsey comes along and his studies reveal two allegedly groundbreaking things. That many women masturbate, I fucking knew it, and that many women enjoy sex with clitoral stimulation being the most common way to reach orgasm.

In the 1960s, the sex researchers Masters and Johnson used direct observation to study sexual response and proved that clitoral stimulation is central to orgasm and that physiologically male and female orgasms are similar with both experiencing muscle contractions and hormonal shifts. By the 1970s the second wave feminist movement called for sexual liberation and critical thought about how women's pleasure had been historically overlooked. Books like Our Bodies, Ourselves taught women about their sexual anatomy and how to pleasure themselves and the orgasm gap was named. The orgasm gap by the way refers to the fact that across every demographic that has been

studied women report the lowest frequency of reaching orgasm during sexual encounters with men. What the fuck? How dare women insult us? Very sexy skilled men like that. That's actually really sad. The more dudes are just not willing to put in the work or too embarrassed about sex to get passionate enough to make sure their partners are fulfilled. The 1953 Kinsey report had made several observations including differences in frequencies of orgasm between unmarried women, 200 orgasms on average before marriage with 36% having never had an orgasm before marriage 10% of all women in the study said they had never orgasmed at any period in their lives versus males 1515 hundred orgasms on average before marriage literally every single male in the study reported having

had an orgasm before marrying everybody's jerking it 1500 orgasms before marriage actually sounds very jerking it. 1,500 orgasms before marriage actually sounds very low to me. When I was in high school, I'm pretty sure I came around three times a day. Most days. Like before school, right in the shower, after school, wherever I could find privacy, and right before I fell asleep in bed. And if I still couldn't sleep, well fourth time. I had to have been racking up about a thousand orgasms a year. Thank God my dick's very resilient. I feel like it should look like a like a shriveled up gas station pepperoni stick by this

point. Just considering all the beatings it's taken over the years. Meanwhile, Masters and Johnson had suggested in 1966 that lesbian women had more orgasms than heterosexual women and that makes 100% sense. That makes total sense to me. Right? Lesbians should know how to pleasure another woman since they are able to practice thoroughly on themselves. That's a huge advantage. With all this becoming popular knowledge in recent decades thanks to magazine articles, books, conversations, and TV shows, and films discussing it, more and more women started to wonder why the fuck am I not having orgasms? Spoiler alert!

Because most women cannot orgasm from P in the V or penis and vagina sex alone. For some reason a lot of men have not realized that for a long time. I figured that out a while ago and I'm very cool with it. I'm pretty practical in some ways. I accept it. There's no fucking way I can compete with a magic wand vibrator. My dick can't shake like that. My hand is gonna cramp up long before that battery goes out. So you win, robot! And also thank you. You've taken a lot of pressure off of me. Very happy to outsource some of the sex work. Let's now press pause here in our history and

look at some themes that will become very important to disproving what One Taste co-founder in face of the orgasmic organization Nicole Daydon will say about orgasms. Crucially for today's episode what's important to know is two things. One, the female orgasm has been the subject of a lot of confusion over history and has been represented differently by different cultures, often not respected nearly as much as the male orgasm. Two, though there have definitely been women across history who have not experienced orgasms, rest in peace you dusty old front butts, a lot of men have actually been focused on

making women come for a very long time. They've been writing about it for centuries. No large group of people actually interacting with women, nobody not deeply involved in a repressive church or position of religious authority at least, have not wanted women to come. Like Nicole Daydone will strongly imply. And right now if you're like, shit I have never had an orgasm. First of all, so sorry you really you should it's really great. Let me directly quote our researcher Sophie

Evans for this next part. She says, it can boost your mood, make you feel less stressed, make you feel more connected to a partner, improve sleep, help you strengthen your pelvic floor muscles, relieve pain like period cramps, improve your circulation, and overall make you feel like things are pretty good in the world if only for a couple of minutes. But so can a lot of other things like eating a very good burrito or watching the series finale of a TV show that doesn't fuck everything up. An orgasm is just one facet of the human and the female experience. Thank you, Sophie. Because of something that's historically been very misunderstood, because it's something that you know some of the

population undoubtedly still does not understand, it's continually up for reinterpretation just like it's always been throughout history. Except now some of the people doing the reinterpreting are swinging the other way. In this view the orgasm, but particularly the female orgasm, is a path to enlightenment, to success and business in your personal life, to feeling more comfortable in your body, to manifest in the future you want for yourself. It's been repressed because it would make you too powerful. Your rightful destiny as a powerful goddess has been stolen from you. That's the kind of shit Nicole Dado would say.

And though she's not any more right than Hippocrates or the many many people who have tried to talk about the female orgasm throughout history She would find an audience and some of that audience would become manipulated victims Let's meet her and explore the very unusual business She founded the one that is about to send her to prison as I record this possibly for a long time in Today's let women come and let them come so fucking hard time-suck timeline Let women come and let them come so fucking hard. Time suck timeline. But first, time for today's second to two

mid-show sponsor breaks. Thanks for listening to those sponsors. Hope you heard some stuff you liked. I hope you use our landing codes to save some money and help us keep getting sponsored. And now it is timeline time. Shrap on those boots, soldier. We're marching down a time suck timeline. Nicole Daydone was born in 1967. She's currently 58 according to a few internet sources, but no sources that we could find will

or do list her exact date of birth. Like with so many figures in the cult space, specifically exact details about a lot of areas of her life, especially early life, are very hard to come by. She grew up in northern California in the town of Los Gatos with her mom, a single parent. Today Los Gatos, a town of 33,529 people, according to the last census count, lies to the south of San Jose but is still just barely within the bay area technically. When Nicole was born it was home to 22,613 people up from about 9,000 in 1960. During that decade it was becoming a suburb of San Jose which had

been on its path to becoming a big tech town since IBM first set up shop there in the 1940s. Very little is known about Nicole's early life. She said she was raised by her mom and her grandmother, a Ukrainian immigrant, who showed her love through cooking and had a heart attack when Nicole was 15, but would survive and later teach her granddaughter how to cook as well. At 16, she had sex for the first time, claimed she pretty much immediately got pregnant and then had an abortion. Following high school, she studied semantics at San Francisco State University and then with a friend opened an art gallery in the city called 111 Mina Gallery and then something would happen that would derail her life. Maybe

if you believe her. Most of these cult leader types right definitely make up or embellish aspects of their backstory, make themselves seem more mystical or special than they actually are, of course. She said she was 27 when she learned that her estranged father was dying of cancer in prison and that he was in prison because he had molested two young girls. Daydawn has said that he never harmed her as a child, but that with his death, quote, everything in my reality just collapsed. Looking for meaning, Nicole started studying the Kabbalah and Buddhism.

By her account, she was planning on becoming a bhikkhuni, a type of nun at a Zen Buddhist center in San Francisco. But then she met a man at a party. It's not clear who this man was, if he was an RJ Testerman, or if he would go on to introduce Nicole to RJ Testerman. Regardless, that's who she would meet at some point, and he would be very influential to Nicole's way of thinking and future. Because RJ had founded a group called the Welcomed Consensus, a community made up according to its later Facebook page of quote, researchers slash instructors of deliberate orgasm, specializing in female orgasm, friendship, sensuality, and living pleasurably since 1992.

And I gotta say, sounds pretty fucking hot. The group was largely modeled on another intentional community in Northern California called Lafayette Morehouse. Take a bit of a diversion to talk about them since without Lafayette Morehouse there would never have been a one taste. Exploring these guys takes us back to what else when it comes to cults in America, the counterculture of the 1960s. Right? During this era we've been over many times. The youth of America formed the bulk of a

counterculture movement essentially looking to flip norms and conventions and just about everything. Religion, politics, music, art, you name it. And before the movement fizzled out hundreds of thousands, even up to a million young people, took to living together in groups organized around political, religious, or environmental ideals, claims Tim Miller, a professor of religious studies at the University of Kansas, who authored a survey of the Eres communes. Starting in 1965, there was an explosion of new communities. They wanted to live life differently, maybe less materialistically, maybe less monogamously,

or by exploring different spiritual practices other than mainstream Judeo-Christianity. But while communitarian ideas were inspiring people to live together in collectivist ways, a parallel more individualistic philosophy was also gaining ground. The so-called human potential movement, we've talked about that before, was based on the notion that people could tap into their unused abilities to attain self-actualization. In other words, the nascent self-help movement. The Bay Area became a hub for both of these ideologies. You had two main kinds of movements. On the one hand, people like Harvard professor Timothy Leary, pushing for expanding consciousness, and on the other hand, people like the self-educated Werner Erhard,

promoting a program of intense seminars called EST, designed to bring about personal transformation. And soon someone would unite these two camps, Victor Barranco. Described in a 1971 Rolling Stone investigation as a former used car salesman and peddler of phony jewelry. Sounds like a smash-up dude. Barranco now sold a new new philosophy, in which the goal, very broadly speaking, was to remove the self-created obstacles between you and what you want. Branko's group made money by selling courses and renovating dilapidated houses he would purchase, houses they could live in as a commune while they worked on fixing it up.

So he's basically getting free labor for house flipping, and he's making money on that. This more house concept was so successful that at one point it had dozens of affiliates around the country and Rolling Stone reported that people in Berkeley were calling the founder the Colonel Sanders of the commune scene. I don't think that's a compliment. To many he looked less like a guru and more like a grifter. He'd get driven around by a chauffeur and by the way that was not a knock against Colonel Sanders. I just being what they meant by it. I know we've covered him and he did some really cool shit. Anyway, he would get driven around by a chauffeur

while people clamored around him to hear him talk. But the more people pointed out that he was a grifter, the more his acolytes essentially said, yeah, we know. He put everything up front, said one member. The introductory chorus to Morehouse is called the Mark Group, where you are the the mark so there was no denying that he'd put together a hustle but you were volunteering entering into the hustle

and participating in it those that I know they had a good experience there and if they didn't feel like they were getting value they would have left the primary point of view at the Morehouse community was to get whatever you want whenever you wanted it and that of course included sex sounds pretty rapey when you lay it out like that. But they build this philosophy as responsible hedonism. People often think that living pleasurably means that you don't care about anybody else. Our experience has proven that if you're going to have a pleasurable life then you have to see that others around you live pleasurably too. Its website read as recently as 2022. Its emphasis on sex was

a direct result of the countercultural atmosphere in which it was born, but in that context it also served a very practical purpose, a way for people in the 30s like Barranco at the time to get in on the free love movement that was primarily taking place amongst teenagers and those in their 20s. A particular attention of Barranco's group was paid to the part the clitoris plays in female orgasm. And you know what? Not a bad angle. I mean if you're competing in a sense with a bunch of other counterculture sex communes and you're a little bit older, you gotta work I guess the angle of yeah you could live in some other free love fuck compound, but are those young rookies really gonna

make you cum like we can? We're specialists. We're veterans. We're cock wizards come Jedi's clit ninjas baronco devised a technique called deliberate orgasm or do in which a woman would address only from the waist down and a man would stroke her clitoris in a very deliberate way until she came in exchange the stroke II aka the woman would give the stroker the dude a token or a small gift. That's very funny to me. I picture some dude giving some lady a very powerful orgasm. Just like a fucking life-changing orgasm and she gives him like a you know $500 gift card to some place he loves and then another time he barely gets her off and she gives him a

tussy pop. One notorious Morehouse event was a public demonstration in 1976 of what the group claimed was a woman named Diana having a three hour orgasm. And that sounds kind of awful actually for both people involved. Three hours? Wouldn't her clit be insanely tender and sensitive after that? Wouldn't his hand and forearm be like cramped up, sore

after all that stroking? Maybe it's a team effort. And Diana and her fucking clit of steel had a team of strokers working on her, like a tag team wrestler, tagging in, tagging out, drinking some water, have some massage, get back in there. Year later, Barranco took advantage of California's loose post-secondary education standards

at the time to turn the Lafayette commune into more university, which offered PhDs in the humanities and sensuality and conducted what the organization said was sexual research and that commune was named Lafayette due to being located in Lafayette California which is another Bay Area town one located 10 miles east of Berkeley. In 1992 the San Francisco Chronicle reported that courses at Moore University, yeah they were around very recently in this form, cost as much as $16,800. Yeah, $16,800. The Chronicle essentially labeled the university as a bullshit diploma mill,

and Barranco tried to sue the San Francisco Chronicle for libel, and in the court case it was revealed that Moore University's advanced sensuality class included research in engorgement, lubric and seminal secretion said one of the goals of the course was to quote make friends with another crotch need a very expensive course for that that's great make friends with another crotch god if some of you could try using some version of that as a pickup line and report back it'd be fantastic excuse me yeah what do you say we head back to my place and I make friends with your crotch? From the 1970s into the early 1990s Lafayette Morehouse and More University engaged in an

ongoing battle with the county and neighbors over zoning issues and code violations including allowing unhoused people to live on the property in tents. The university was then forced to shut down in 1997 when a new higher education certification law was passed. Barranco died in Hawaii in 2002. Since then Lafayette Morehouse has been run by his widow Cynthia Barranco and has mostly been free of controversy. In theory, they're still making friends with crotches and keeping their female members clits lubed up and satisfied. So you can join them, I guess if you want. You can still buy Lafayette Morehouse courses online. It says to contact a registrar to find a group near you on the website. You can just go to lafayettemoorhouse.com if you want to get grifted or whatever they're offered. Over the years, former students at

Branco have branched out and set up their own practices and groups. That's how it always works right? Among them, the Welcome Consensus. They taught a philosophy of communal living, relationships, and communication. Ken Blackman, one of welcome consensus members, would later say. Ken, who would later be involved in One Touch, added, The idea that both of us are going to put our attention on the woman's body, that it can be a complete experience, and there's nothing that she owes me in return. These were highly innovative ideas. If you took this commune concept to its stated end, members of the community would not just make each other cum, or at least make the women cum, they would also support each other financially pooling their resources.

But that's not, as is almost the case with these types of groups, what really happened. In 2000, a man named Erwan Davon would sue the group for more than $136,000 in cash and stock options. In doing so, he would claim that the group illegally engaged in sex acts with clients during sessions, some of which cost thousands of dollars. In other words, this was good old fashioned sex work just dressed up to look like a meditation retreat. For their part, an attorney for the Wellcome Consensus denied that the group had sex with its students. Instead, students would attend labs where they would pay tuition to learn about their part, an attorney for the Wellcome Consensus denied that the group had sex with its students. Instead, students would attend labs where they would pay tuition to learn about their sexuality, sometimes in a very hands-on way.

For just 450 bucks, a student, you know, in tuition, a student could take adventures in sensuality, described as an advanced sensuality laboratory designed for partners. So a living room where you would fuck. Something like that. For $19,000 a student could take the two week full time confirmation intensive course. 19 grand for a two week course. Okay. As this website would explain, the student will be residing with instructors of the welcome

consensus who will be directing them towards their sensual goals using various scheduling techniques. So, 19 grand to get some clit ninja to diddle you into new dizzying heights, perhaps. If this didn't already look like a thinly disguised form of prostitution, consider another option. Private hours. You pay $200 per hour, and the buyer gets a one-on-one conversation with a member or members of welcome consensus. A conversation where a few fingers may be sneaking to a puss, perhaps. The most expensive course called the validation program costs $310,000. No specifics about that were listed on the website.

You better end up feeling validated as shit for $310,000. That's ridiculous. I'm in favor of legalizing sex work for a variety of reasons, but in part so no one needs to play these fucking weird games. Right? If you want to have some sex workers show you some new sex techniques, you shouldn't have to pay three hundred and ten thousand dollars for some bullshit course. All this unsurprisingly worked a lot more like a sex cult than it did like a, you know, any kind of commune or wellness retreat. And it did from the very beginning. A woman named Christine Talbot Acosta was a member and former recruiter for the Welcome Consensus and she said she experienced its toxicity firsthand. Born and raised in Redwood City, another Bay Area community between San

Francisco and San Jose, she was initially connected to R.J. Testerman while babysitting for a woman who was a family friend to his while he was working in San Francisco as a hairdresser. And the first time this professional diddler had sex with her, she had just turned, she said 13 years old and he was 32. So here we go. So much for responsible hedonism. Instead it's just another fucking pedo creating some elaborate fucking ideology in order just to have sex with, you you know young women and girls.

In the early 80s Talbot Acosta after Testerman started molesting her got kicked out of her high school left home Briefly lived in the Tenderloin neighborhood of San Francisco near Post and Polk streets Testerman helped Talbot acquire birth control and then he began again according to her allegations pimping her out when she turned 17. At 18 she also began to work as a hairdresser for Testament. Talbot then moved into a house near Oak and Fell streets that was affiliated with Lafayette Morehouse. Everyone at her new house was taking classes from more university with topics ranging from advanced sensuality to expansion of sexual potential.

Like you're going to fucking space or something. Elite members of Morehouse lived at the commune's larger property in Lafayette and around the age of 20 Talbot began living with Testamen at a house on Juiced Avenue in San Francisco's Glen Park neighborhood with about seven other people also working with him at the hair salon or for him rather. It was there in the early 90s that Testamen formed the Wellcome Consensus using the teachings and financial models he had learned at More University. Members of the Wellcome Consensus, using the teachings and financial models he had learned at more universities. Members of the Welcome Consensus inner circle had to pass what was referred to as a validation,

which required performing a three-hour long orgasm in private with Welcome Consensus members, what the fuck, as well as a one-hour orgasm demonstration as part of a public course offering. Women in the house would take turns performing, uh, do-ing at workshops. So you got to come for three hours in private, then you got to come in front of strangers for an hour and now you're, you're validated if you're a woman. Got it. Uh, members of Testaments Inner Circle typically lived at the Glen Park House. The group later bought a ranch in Northern California near the community of Klamath River in rural,kiyou County called Madrone Ranch.

Typical welcome census lessons evolved group of men and women gathering in a room and men would practice stroking the clitoris of an assigned female partner. So much time spent perfecting the perfect stroke. I've been stroking to the east and I've been stroking to the west and I've been stroking to the woman that I love the best. I've been stroking. I've been stroking. There was also a quote, touch and look course where welcome consensus students who reach a certain level in the courses would stroke and touch women living in the house like Talbot

Acosta in a more intimate setting,. Not real clear how these classes differed in practice and dispensing of stroke knowledge. Talbot tried to take on other roles of the house besides being a strokey like cooking, but even then she was required I guess to wear a French maid's outfit. Anytime she objected she was told she was resisting pleasure. I'm strongly assuming all this clit stroking led to a lot of dick coming as well. Basically these people were fucking all the time and Welcome Consensus members were pimped out as fuck dolls for paying Welcome Consensus students. Now let's connect all this to one taste co-founder Nicole Daydon. Beginning in 1998, Daydon lived at the Welcome Consensus

commune for two years. Also spent time at Morehouse allegedly suggesting to Barranco there that she should be his successor. But that proposal was rejected for unknown reasons. And this was not the backstory she would tell about the founding of One Taste. By the way, she wouldn't reveal that she hadn't invented anything but instead had just altered an existing grift. The way she's told it, like we started to talk about above, you know, is that she started studying Buddhism and went to a party. She said, I was showing off all my Buddhist intelligence and a guy said, oh really? I want to show you this Buddhist practice. That technique involved taking off her pants, what he

wanted to show her, and letting him stroke her pussy for 15 minutes. This is what she's saying. She's saying some guys like, I want to show this Buddhist practice and she's like, okay. And then that led directly to her taking off her pants and him stroking her clit for 15 minutes. Feels like she got tricked, right? If that was true. Like at the end of 15 minutes, she'd be like, what does that have to do with Buddhism? And he'd be like, nothing. I just wanted to touch your pussy. Gotcha. She would say, I can't believe I said yes. Something deeper, I think, pulled me. This practice was so mind-altering, it shifted me.

Even though she's lying about this encounter, a part of me is curious about it. How good is their fingering technique? Could I learn it? Master it? You know, maybe suddenly Lindsay can't co-host Scare to Death, you know, with one with me one week. I have to share with fans. Sorry, Lindsay gonna be back next week. She's in a three-hour orgasm induced coma right now. A month later this diddle ninja called Daydone, according to her story, which no one believes, and asked whether she was interested in watching an OM or orgasmic meditation demonstration with a woman deeply experienced in the so-called art. She hesitated, unsure about watching another woman orgasm, but she went in the end. Her horny, throbbing clit was like, go Nicole, learn how to touch me like the master touched me.

Mama demands it. Something has awakened inside of me. Mama's hungry for more shaking. This demonstration that may or may not have happened. Further change, day dawn, she said. She would describe it. I got switched on. It was like a light went on inside me and then everything I'd wanted from Buddhism, which was this notion of it's all being connected, looked possible after having that experience. That's fucking crazy. You learn so much about Buddhism from coming.

Day dawn then said she was getting a lavender facial. she decided to open the first orgasmic meditation center. I have no idea what a lavender facial is but sounds lovely. Have you ever had a lavender matcha latte? It's fantastic. She named the company One Taste after a simile attributed to Buddha. Just as the great oceans have but one taste, the taste of salt, so do all the teachings of the Buddha have but one taste. The taste of liberation. Alright, I'll admit, that's a pretty dope saying. So in 2004, along with an unnamed business partner,

possibly a man named Robert Candel who won't show up again in this story, Nicole DeDone set up the One Taste Urban Retreat in a loft building in the grungy part of San Francisco, favored by internet startups. The marketed OM now called orgasmic meditation instead of the quirkier deliberate orgasm as quote a way to make orgasm connection and sensuality sustainable. Now what a lofty way to define a fucking hand job essentially. The community quickly grew to number around 50 men and women most in the late 20s and early 30s, OMing two or three times a day with various research partners, showering communally and

negotiating whose turn it was to do all the washing up for everybody. Well how many orgies did that lead to? So they're just fucking all the time. More OM houses followed offering tuition and OMing for group events where the women would lie on their backs in quote nests of blankets and pillows and get stroked gently while they moaned inside. So much coming. Sounds pretty great, honestly. It sounds like it could be cool if they just advertised it as a house where people get to, you know, explore sex in specific ways. No claims of spiritual awakening, no expensive corsages. Hey, we have a house where we all like to, you know, really touch pussies a lot. You know, a lot of finger blasting goes on.

Leads to a lot of dick sucking, pussies licking, a lot of fucking. Email the address below for instructions on how to apply. Thinking about all this reminded me of, it's been a while now, but of Spokane Dwayne, if any of you remember him from the Craigslist killer suck. Back in episode 223. Remember him in that in that episode inside the personal section for classifiedads.com. I found the following subcategories. Casual dating, men seeking men, men seeking women, missed connections, women seeking men, and women seeking women. And clicking on casual dating. The first post I found listed had a subject of ready to eat it was written by some dude referring to himself as Dwayne and Dwayne wrote I am a 40 year old orally fixated man seeking women in the Spokane area with one desire to have their pussies eaten

married single and everything in between no strings attached no reciprocation required you provide," that was my favorite part, he doesn't have a vehicle, and a safe spot to do the deed. Please direct all inquiries via text." And then he listed a 509 area code number. One taste was offered a magic finger. Dwayne, Spokane Dwayne, offered a hard-working tongue. You know, a little low on money, but got plenty of tongue and Neither were asking for reciprocation. Just ladies getting serviced Just like a welcome consensus before it prospective OMers were offered a menu of services and events with one taste

an introductory workshop cost 195 bucks a week long urban monk program 2000 or you could train to become a certified coach for $16,000. There were how-to DVDs, one-stroke lubricant, OM pillow sets to build nests. You could buy all that. Men stroked women. Sometimes women stroked women. Nobody stroked men. Not at that time. And everybody paid. Strongly assuming men stroked themselves, actually, in the bathroom or some other private place shortly after they stroked the women. You can only imagine what those bathrooms would look like under an ultraviolet blacklight. Ken Blackman, the guy from Welcome Consensus we met earlier, who had been a software engineer before he got involved in all this shit,

would become one taste lead instructor. Dude had fucking strong, durable fingers. He believed that OM was as good for men as it was for women. He described in a Facebook post how a man would enjoy OMing, writing quote, Not vicariously, for the pleasure he's giving her and not for the side benefits, many though they be, He actually starts to feel something in his body from being in direct physical contact with a woman and orgasm that feels good. Yeah! Yeah, of course it feels good to make somebody cum. What was feeling good was your fucking libido, dumb shit.

Your dick knocked on the door of your mind, shouting, let's fucking go, bro, it's our turn next. Ken would later say that this message really resonated with the San Francisco audience, especially techies, to whom he talked about upgrading the operating system for a human connection But oh, I mean was not the only aspect to one touch There was also a strange brand of therapy apparently developed by day down herself made up of mostly word salad buzzwords Have you ever considered it might be your responsibility as a woman to sit in your power

They don't can be seen asking one new inductee mystifying Lee in a promotional video. I hate that kind of fucking words. Your responsibility to sit in your power. Okay, I'm gonna leave. Sessions would include the exercise of op-nosing, or noticing the obvious, which involved looking at someone and listing their physical characteristics,

the color of their eyes, the flush in their cheeks, before shifting attention to op-nosing female genitalia and describing in great detail to a woman exactly what her pussy looks like. I picture some dudes fucking this part up. Yeah, looks like a alien. Hey, you ever watch Star Trek? Kind of reminds me of a Klingon's forehead. Hey, you ever watch Star Trek? Kind of reminds me of a Klingon's forehead. Or like a, remind me of like a dead squid. Yeah, that's it. Looks like somebody stuck a dead squid on your crotch. All right, Dwayne. Okay, Spokane, Dwayne, let's take a time out. All right, let's go talk outside again about maybe not using comparisons when describing vaginas, all right?

They don't borrow from Buddhism to explain the practice more mystical side describing OM as quote beyond tantra Sexuality in the new or excuse me sexuality in the post new age Come on, you're fucking diddling Really dressing up the diddling in a lot of fancy words Many now think she chose OM because of its connection to the sacred syllable in Hinduism and Buddhism. Right? The OM. It's considered the primordial sound, the first breath of creation, and the vibration that ensures existence amongst other things. Dato and say the connection went further. Tibetan Buddhists, Dato claimed, incorrectly use orgasm as a metaphor for enlightenment because

it's the only time the filters are removed. Many members of the media ever ready for a good story, something new and you know quirky, well they like the byline. Work your way into Nirvana with orgasmic meditation, read one contemporary magazine headline. For her part Daedong was careful not to tread into the sex cult territory that her previous institutions had occupied, the ones that influenced her, at least on the outside. In promotional materials and interviews, she would talk about sensation and connection rather than use the word sex. For instance, in Day-Done's version of OM, rather than Morehouses or WCs, the welcome

consensus, there was always a timer and men wore gloves and used lubricant. All on the up and up. Very clinical fingering, right? Classy, professional finger blasting. I doubt Spokane Dwayne uses gloves or even mouthwash. Indeed, it wasn't advertised as a sexual experience taking place between two people at all. Instead, it fell under the nebulous category of wellness. And to Ken and others' credit, it does seem like many members wanted this to not be a toxic space at least not the beginning Ken would say early on we had strict safeguards in place so that both people understood This was going to be a complete experience And if you want to continue with something beyond that you end the OM you get dressed you leave the room

There's no sneaking in anything else and by anything else, I'm assuming he's talking about a dick. Sneaking into a hot and bothered vagina. For a long time, One Taste remained a little-known fringe group. Most people in the Bay Area were far more interested in yoga, Pilates, or a massage for health rather than getting diddled by a plastic glove-wearing stranger. But then five years into the project, some splashy press came One Taste's way. On March 19, 2009, the New York Times put one taste on the front page of its style section in a big article entitled, The Pleasure Principle.

Even in a culture in which sex toys are booming business and Oprah Winfrey discusses living your best life in the bedroom, a co-ed live-in commune dedicated to the female orgasm hovers at the extremes. This article described how Nicole Daydone saw herself as leading what she was now calling the slow sex movement. One that placed a near exclusive emphasis on women's pleasure in which love romance and even flirtation are not required. By this time the article said a core of 38 men and women, most of them in their late 20s, lived full-time in the retreat center a shabby chic loft building in the south of

mark south of Market District they just moved into that new loft previously they've been in tight quarters with two to a bed 12 beds to a room each room separated by a curtain what are people sleeping two to a bed were both men both women or one stroker and one strokey? I pictured the latter and I pictured the strokey waking up the stroker at all hours of the night. You know? Whenever mama gets hungry. Dear Dwayne! Dwayne, wake up! I'm starving! Touch me! Make mama come! Feed me, Dwayne! Feed me! Now in their new location. They had private rooms in a building adjacent to the meditation center. They prepared meals together, practiced yoga and mindfulness meditation, led workshops and communication for outside groups as

large as 60 people. But the most important part of the group's activity listed cryptically on its website calendar was morning practice and that was closed to outsiders. This was a time for the full-time living members to practice OM, with women gathering in a velvet-curtained room, naked from the waist down, eyes closed, while clothed men huddled over them, touching their clitorises lightly and building slightly in pressure until they, you know, came their asses off. Like in welcome consensus, couples would refer to each other as research partners,

and also they supposed he would not make eye contact during the session. Instead the idea was to quote, extend the sensory peak and publicly share it before going over, aka orgasm. To be clear however, these stroke sessions, not just for members, just the morning ones, ones were limited to members, you could still pay to go to a weekend workshop and watch members get stroked, like one in which they don't open with this explainer. In our culture women have been conditioned to have closed sexuality and open feelings and men to have open sexuality and closed feelings. There's this whole area of

resistance and shame. Yeah I would actually agree with that but is that a good way to rationalize running a very expensive ditto clinic? I don't know. The session that Nicole opened up with that quote or opened up that quote with included a couple from Marin County hoping to rekindle their marriage who gathered on the floor kindergarten style around a massage table. Justine Dawson, a wholesome looking 34 year old community resident took off her robe, hopped up on the table in front of him. Another resident, Andy Roy, 28, began his marathon fingering assignment. His quote, concentration so exquisite that he broke into a sweat. Attendees were instructed

to call out their feelings and many did describing what they felt, uh, excuse me, describing that they felt turned on as well. Yeah, I'm guessing most of the call outs centered around being turned on just, oh wow, this is hot. Okay. I'm getting really wet. I'm guessing most of the callouts centered around being turned on. Just, oh wow, this is hot. Okay, I'm getting really wet. I'm pretty fucking hard right now. Feed me next, Andy. Feed me your finger. Tell mama how your cock throbs for release as you make mama pulse. You know, stuff like that. Besides this obvious salacious subject matter, the New York Times article

on One Taste was clearly trying to show a balanced view. On the one hand, it quoted Elizabeth A. Armstrong, an associate professor of sociology at Indiana University, who studied San Francisco's sexual subcultures, who said that the group was part of a long history of women's empowerment. There were stories from members and instructors who had discovered something like sexual healing at One Taste. People like Beth Crittenden, 33, in 2009, who grew up in a conservative Virginia tobacco town and never learned the fundamentals of female anatomy.

She stumbled onto the center's Folsom Street building with its comfy overstuffed sofas and enrolled in a women's self-pleasure course because her relationships with men, as she put it, kept running into a cement wall. She resisted offers to pursue further courses, for a fee, deleting the center's incessant email messages. But on the cusp of her 29th birthday, she tentatively returned. She said, I was scared to open up my life that much, but I was more scared not to. She soon became an instructor, just like another woman, Rachel Churwitz, a 28-year-old who

had already tried moving to Israel and live in an Orthodox Jewish lifestyle before she found One Taste. Discovering One Taste, she said, improved her self-image and gave her deep physical access to the woman I am and the woman I want to be. Rachel wouldn't stay at the San Francisco commune. Instead she would offer private sensuality coaching at a satellite outpost operated by One Taste on Grand Street in New York City. Many of her clients there interestingly were married Orthodox Jewish couples from Brooklyn and there were clearly some success stories, or something that looked like

success if you squinted. On the one hand, the article included quotes from people who claimed that Nicole Day-Done was less of an empowerment guru and more of a cult leader. There was always a pushing of people's boundaries, said Judy Silber, who lived at one taste for three and a half years and left in the fall of 2008. We all knew it was a hardcore place and we came to play hard. Alana Auerbach, an original resident who left the group with Bill Press, who she later married, said Nicole had the unique ability to become exactly the person an individual yearns for, and to become the kind of person followers yearn to emulate.

They take on Nicole, exude Nicole-ness. You stop trusting yourself and start trusting Nicole," she said. In a follow-up letter, Alana would write that she and Bill had left in no uncertain terms because, We found the environment manipulative, unhealthy, and disempowering. We in no way endorse the programs One Taste offers or encourage anyone to join. Even enthusiastic members of the group would admit that Nicole had a strange power over them. Nicole Grox people said Marcy Boyd 57, the group's oldest resident, borrowing a phrase from Robert A. Heinlein's stranger in a strange land that connotes understanding someone so totally that the observer becomes one with the observed. Perhaps to thwart some of the

criticisms shortly before the article was published, Nicole moved out of the communal living situation. But for the group, this was still mostly good press and mostly good press was good enough to draw on investors. That year at a 2009 event in Stinson Beach, California Nicole Day-Done disrobed, lay nude on a table from the waist down in front of an audience that included potential investors and loudly orgasmed for an hour while a glove man stroked her clit. And then her right-hand employee Rachel Churwitz encouraged viewers to touch Day-Done's inner thighs and feel her energy during this performance. As she

did, Churwitz read a first-person telling of Day-Done's life story aloud to the group. This is quite the performance art piece here, saying shit like, I arrived on this planet with a good deal of potential, and by my tenth birthday I had learned that both my mind and my body were special enough to get me whatever I wanted. Anyone else thinking about how they would feel watching this performance? I mean I think I would want this is so strange but also wouldn't it be wildly captivating? Again like just some kind of sexual performance art. She described that Nicole had suffered abuse attempted murder within her family. What? Chalked up the violence to her lawless

Sicilian roots, leading her to begin sex work at 16. That's a part of her story she didn't always tell. This is all clearly a grift, right? Points for creativity, but a grift. In 2011, Nicole Day-Done releases Slow Sex, the art and craft of female orgasm, a book published by Grand Central Life and Style. She's trying to draw a comparison to the slow food movement with the same, excuse me, with the name of her book which began back in 1986 as a counter movement to the proliferation of fast food. What the movement wanted was good clean fair food for all from local food systems. Over the following years Nicole would

publish a lot more books including Eros Sutras, Volume 1, Principles. On this volume we'll be part of a five volume series of sutras, outlining what Deidone refers to as a feminine path to personal liberation. She would also write Play, A Path to Genius, The Age of Eros, A Manifestation of Connectivity, Erotic Justice, Making social change from love, and Art of Addiction, co-authored alongside Kate Fegan. There was also From Guards to Guardians, the Art of Soul-making for the Incarcerated, authored alongside Beth Wareham, The Art of Soul-making, A Path to Unconditional Freedom, also authored alongside Beth, and The Prison Monastery, authored alongside Kate Fegan, Karen Roth and Marcus Rothnasium. So many books and they all seem looking around on Amazon

pretty fucking stupid. I hate supporting her but I did buy one. Erotic justice making social change from love and check out this passage from a chapter in it called learning to love our enemy. The first thing we need to accept to love our enemy is that we are the one who created the enemy in the first place. When we disown any aspect of our own being, perhaps it is a hunger for control or power, a lust for sex or jealousy of another's freedom, we create an enemy. If everybody were to own every part of themselves there would be no enemies. But when we disown parts of ourselves and perceive those characteristics in someone else, we then perceive that individual as other. Why do we feel the need to disown any part of ourselves?

The way we grow is through living lives that direct us toward our true self. As we come alive to a fullness of feeling, we see the past in a better light. Alive in the now, we recognize our past as our attempt to grow. All those awful experiences are not to be castigated, rejected, or disowned, but valued as what brought us to an alive presence instead of condemning what we did in the past, we need to see it as something in us that was stirring and feeling for wings. Our experiences were fledgling attempts at flight, however badly we crashed. That all sounds nice at first glance. You know, like, yeah, but you know, we shouldn't beat ourselves up for mistakes we've made in our past. We all grow,

we all evolve. That's what we're supposed to do anyway. But also that's a bunch of bullshit. Like what? So if we, if we judge a rapist for, you know, raping or a child molester for molesting, is she saying here that we only judge them because we have not made peace with our own in a rapist or molester No, some people based on their choices should definitely be our enemies We just you know for sure should disown certain aspects of our characters or past choices if those choices are super fucked up Right. This is just like a vapid stupid stupid, extreme version of, don't you feel bad about anything? We're all just works in progress, you know, cut yourself some slack. Yay! No personal responsibility. No, don't cut yourself slack if you've done something very fucked up. Own it. Despise it. Be ashamed of it.

Shame is a great motivator for growth. You know, get the help you need to never do it again. But don't just think like, no, that's not just part of us all. We all have terrible fucking monstrous aspects in ourselves. No, we don't. Back to 2011 now. Based on her new so-called expertise, Nicole Day-Done gave a TEDx talk in San Francisco titled Orgasm, the cure for hunger in the Western woman, in which she spoke of her plans to build an empire based on the female orgasm. Now

a tall, self-assured, very fit, very attractive woman in her early 40s with a super happy fulfilled clit, I'm guessing, dressed in a black silk pantsuit, auburn hair falling down to her shoulders. They don't did not, of course, but quite like that. She began with a story of foundy one day, but said it was not a big success right off the bat. She said, we had lectures, we had courses, we had what every orgasm study needs. We had a residence. It was insane by pretty much anyone's standards and we had the lack of clientele to prove it. My business partner has journal entries that say things like, Two people showed up to the business this week. The first was the postman,

the second was the wrong address. Crickets. So I began to question whether or not this brilliant life altering notion that I had was actually right. And I began to give up. Until all of a sudden in some odd storm the New York Times discovered us. And when that happened people began to flood into our doors. Person after person after person. And fundamentally each person was saying the same thing. They were saying some version of I'm hungry There's this gnawing sense of hunger that I can't quite reach. I don't know how to touch it Feed me rub me until I explode Flick me tease me push my button. I'm

starving Mama so hungry Thank You clip monster her answer of course was orgasm or she would put it nothing spiritual Not BDSM, but a good clean everyday orgasm Yeah, totally as opposed to all those bad dirty back alley orgasms most people have In the course of the talk day don't stood in front of two glowing vulva shaped lights and gave her own story Her bullshit one how she'd met that man in a party who wanted to show her his so-called Buddhist spiritual practice. She spoke of how he invited her to lie down on clothes, then shone a light of some sort on her vagina, then proceeded to describe her

colors in some detail. Your outer labia or coral. He then stroked her clitoris, quote, no firmer than you would stroke your eyelid. Day-Done told her audience, I had never been looked at or felt that kind of compassion in that area before. I just broke open and the feeling was pure and clean. It wasn't her words, a truth apparently so undeniable that I had to bring it to the world. Yeah, yeah, you had a good lover, but I don't know if it goes farther than that.

I'm half laughing inside, but also I am wanting to learn the sex move. Nicole's TED Talk was a little more than a sales pitch and it worked. The company would not release numbers publicly around this time to illustrate how much growth came from this talk, but two years later they were having a massive in-person event. In 2013, based on the popularity of Day-Done's first book and the Ted X San Francisco talk, One Taste now decides to launch into its next iteration with OMX. Build is the first ever orgasmic meditation experience. But experience, you know, spelled with X. That's cool. Like X to start the word. Basically, it was just a conference with a heavy

focus on fingering. More than a thousand people would pack into the Regency Center in San Francisco's Nob Hill District. That's wild. All of them having traveled from around the globe to attend this three-day pussy-stroking session and having paid $395 each for it. I kind of love that they pulled this off. This is so crazy.

The big room had a wide stage in the side nearest to the door and the blonde wood floors were covered with clusters of yoga mats, buckwheat pillows and white terry cloth hand towels. These nests were plotted in rows and distinguishable by numbered placards handwritten on lined paper and placed on top of each mat. Pairs of men and women entered the room milled about until they found their assigned nest. Some came together as partners. Others had met for the first time that morning. Those who had been trained in the art of orgasmic meditation had and had OM'd before wore green wristbands, first-timers wore red. Once in their nests, the women stripped from the waist down, laid on their backs.

The men waited in a fucking line that started in the middle of the room for their turn at the communal hand-washing station set up on stage. After they'd washed their hands, the strokers returned to their nest where they pulled on white or blue latex gloves. Then the pairs arranged themselves in the nesting position. The woman on her back with her legs butterflied open. The man seated on a pillow at her right side. His left leg bridged over her core, the other straight out underneath her right leg. In alignment with one-taste theory, the man would slip his right hand under her butt so that his thumb rested softly at her vagina and he placed his left hand on her pubic mound, thumb gently pulling back the clitoral hood, the pad of his bent index finger hovering just above the upper left hand

quadrant of her clit. So specific, very well organized. I will say all of this. Small glass pots of One Taste branded lubricant were available for purchase on stage and in an upstairs gift shop stocked with merchandise including t-shirts instead of small clit themed stickers designed specifically for an iPhone small round home button, a collection of silver jewelry, jewelry naturally and a powdered green algae type water supplement were available. The lube called again one stroke was oil based, made with olive oil, beeswax, shea butter, grapeseed oil. Then on stage once every guy's hands were washed and all the women were in their nests and nude from the waist down and the gloves

were on, Ken Blackman would announce, we've closed the doors. This group is going to be the first to have an OM at the OMX. And then the crowd, you know, clapped and cheered. Some men had already begun needing their partner's thighs by this point. Then a staff member started a timer. Ken spoke confidently into a microphone that coiled around his ear. He said, look at your partner's pussy and describe it. The color, texture, sheen. Then the men would ask their female

partners for permission to place their fingers on the woman's vagina. In OM parlance this is known as safe porting. Got their own cult speak. And for the next 14 minutes the men used a bent left index finger to stroke the upper left hand quadrant of their partner's clit with very light fluttering movements quote, the way you might gently itch a mosquito bitten eyelet according to an article about this event written in Rolling Stone that's a very specific touch description according to this writer for the Rolling Stone as the OM session began moans of pleasure started slowly one woman quote winnie'd like a

horse fuck yeah bro others giggled. Some sounded hysterical. Some made deep, guttural grunts. There were oohs and aahs and ohs and various women shrieked. Some bucked, convulsed in fits of ecstasy. Someone shouted, oh, God! Yes, this is the pleasure that Mama demands. Mama's hunger has been satiated for the moment, peasant. But be ready to bring the finger back when Mama calls. As per custom, a new two-minute warning was issued at minute 13. And then the men administered slightly firmer meteor strokes

to bring their partner down. Then they cupped the palm of their hand against their partner's mom's pubis, applying pressure to ground her once more, and would finish by pressing a terry cloth towel to wipe up any fluid and lubricant and then the man and woman would each share a frame a snapshot of a feeling that stood out to them from any part of the 15-minute OM a microphone was passed around so that participants could share their frames with the entire conference one man said I felt the

energy of the entire room in my finger and cheeks. It's still there. I can feel everyone. What fucking what's he on in addition to this? Just fingering. A woman shared, there was a moment when my pussy felt like warm buttery liquid caramel. Alright? Another person said, I felt waves of energy. Another woman. I felt waves of energy from my pussy up to my heart chakra spreading around like a lotus flower I kept thinking about how much I wanted to lick it shared Spokane Duane My dick feels like it's gonna explode right now. Holy fuck. I'm rock hard. Is there another guy?

Can I lick it now? Asked Spokane Duane shortly before he was escorted out of the room and banned from returning to the conference Of course, I'm making up those last few quotes but the others were real. After the sharing of frames it was time for lunch. Two food trucks outside vouchers for the food trucks were available for purchase. Very nice, very organized. I picture all of them only eating tacos because I'm a child. At the end of the first day a kickoff event was held in the Regency Ballroom, a Beaux Arts grand hall with 35 feet ceilings, 22 turn of the century teardrop chandeliers, a horseshoe balcony and a stage.

Bryn Friedman, producer of the hit A&E Addiction Series Intervention, introduced Daydome calling her the Jimi Hendrix of stroking. That's actually pretty great. I stroke it to the east and I stroke it to the west. I stroke it to the woman that I love the best. I been stroking. I been stroking. Daydome took the stage wearing a tight black mini dress, black high heel ankle booties as the black peas. I got I got a feeling Boom from the speakers. I haven't thought about that song in fucking forever. I feel like Clarence Carter stroking Would have been a much better choice, but you know, it's a deeper cut whatever Nicole and a few of her staffers danced on stage soon. The entire audience was out of their seats shimmying shaking jumping

Rithing I'm guessing I am the nurse no, excuse me I am the nun that gets some. Daydome would shout out, referring to the time that she supposedly thought about becoming a Buddhist nun. In a long rambling speech, she would envision a world in which oxytocin, the so-called love hormone, quote, flows like the land of milk and honey. Connection is the new religion. Tonight is the beginning of lighting up the power grid. Really

doubling down on the power stroking. Who knew an entire religion could form around women coming really hard. From time to time as Nicole spoke she provocatively spread her legs revealing a flash of her fuchsia satin panties. Then after this foreplay of sorts it was time for Day-Done to demonstrate. Nicole left the stage briefly and assistance brought out a massage table along with the round wooden side table on which they placed a pot of one-stroke lube, terry cloth towel, and a single lily in a glass vase. Very classy. When Day-Done returned she was wearing a white butcher's apron over some sexy lingerie. He was joined by Justine, a blonde one-taste employee.

Justine removed her skirt and panties. After airing her sweet sweet bicycle seat out for a bit, she climbed onto the massage table, assumed a prone position. And it's important to remember both she and Day-Done are miked up and spotlighted for all this. Over the mic, Day-Done explained to the ballroom that she will start the orgasmic meditation by giving Justine bread and butter strokes. Basic ease you into the moment strokes. No mention of her wearing gloves. Also, a woman now stroke another woman. That's a new addition to this. A day down in front of all present, obviously, starts fingering Justine's clit. And Justine begins swaying and gyrating

and contorting her body in response to Nicole's strokes like she's an orchestral conductor. She's moaning, you know, ooh and anon. then Justine's 15-minute orgasm is playing on surround sound amplified by Enormous floor-to-ceiling speakers on either end of the stage showbiz. I tell you do it to San Francisco Day-downs face contorts at one point. She others a very raspy fuck Hail, Lusifina At the end of 15 minutes day-down wipes her off, blots Justine's crotch with a towel, Justine sits up, her face glowing, eyes dark and glassy, then the audience lines up at a standing microphone in front of the stage to share their frames.

After the audience shared theirs, Day-Done said, my favorite part is when I can feel the heartbeat in my thumb and the heartbeat in her pussy. The rest of the weekend, it's quite a show, quite a fucking show. The rest of the weekend, it's quite a show, quite a fucking show. The rest of the weekend featured speakers like Dr. Puja Lakshman, who did orgasm research at Rutgers University, Reese Jones, a venture capitalist on Harvard Medical School's Genetics Advisory Council, and a trustee at Singularity University, and also Day-Done's boyfriend. At the conference, One

Taste announced that it planned to launch an orgasm business mastery program in which participants could learn how to run their business based on the principles and connection of orgasmic meditation. Pretty funny to think about. I picture CEOs coming back from this program, you know, saying shit in team meetings like, alright everybody, okay, okay, let's get these numbers up. For next quarter, I'm fucking pumped. Let us stroke all of our clients proverbial pussies for as long as it takes to have them come their fucking asses off and tell their friends. Sales gonna be off the charts.

Rhonda, take off your skirt and underwear. I wanna make you come right now in front of everybody. Everyone on the team, James, grab me some lube, get some gloves. Get ready to carry sacred pussy power into your sales calls everybody. The three month program held on weekends would cost $4,995. There was also a one-time community building class with turn-on training in London, Las Vegas, San Francisco, and New York City costing $2,750. And if that sounds prohibitively expensive to you, One Taste had

already thought of a fun little game to get people excited for all this. At the end of the weekend, Joanna Van Fleck Fleck one taste president announced on stage at the first seven people in the hall to physically touch her will receive free Tuition to the OM based business mastery program. She counted down backwards five four Three two and at one bunch of men and women literally leapt out of their seats sprinting women in short dresses clambering over the stage men abandoning any pretentious composure flailing outstretched arms towards Van Fleck Robin Thicke's blurred lines played to the giant speakers and those not running for a scholarship just fucking danced. It's a party To bring the weekend to a close they don't pass the microphone around giving the hundreds of men and women packed into the hall a chance to share a

final thought on their experiences. The prompt was, today I am leaving here with, and responses included, 1,000 questions, a huge crush on you Nicole, orgasmic determination, more lovers, magic, a great time, I've rented room 344 here in the hotel for the night I will lick any and all pusses walking to my door till my fucking tongue goes numb and then somebody's like goddamn It's Spokane Dwayne get him out of here somebody No Behind the scenes as is always the case with these groups a secretive inner circle was forming

2015 they don't organize a series of events called Magic School held near Mount Shasta in Northern California. Oh, fuck yeah. Let's get some ancient root race Lemurian energy up into this wet finger fest. She named a handful of the inner circle as priests and priestesses of orgasm. Okay. One of these members of the inner circle was a man named Hasma Tayeb. He started working for One Taste to leave behind, when he left behind a software job he thought was, he thought was dull. Still felt stuck because he'd had a son while in college with a woman he was not in a committed relationship with, never really gotten to cut loose in his youth

like he had hoped. Dada owned and heard Tayeb's story and said that the mother's choice to have the child should not dictate his choices and she absolved him of any responsibility towards raising his son And that was a fucked up left turn. I didn't see coming when I first went through all this Yeah, it wasn't his choice. Maybe to keep the baby also wasn't the baby's choice to be born Wasn't the baby's choice for its parents to have sex. This is a bunch of bullshit bunch of selfish crap. Yay No personal responsibility. Everybody just does what's best for them!

Tyab started teaching courses and eventually married that woman we met earlier, Rachel Truitz, who had risen up in the ranks to become the company's sales chief and perhaps more importantly, Day-Done's quote, top lieutenant. Tyab was paid $6,500 to attend magic school and was named a priest of orgasm. Along with the other priests and priestesses, Taiyeb dressed in white, conducted a group OM, overseen by Daedone in front of a hundred or so attendees. My god. At some point, Daedone told his group that Maitreya, the name for the next Buddha according to Buddhism, would not be a person. It would be the one-taste community who would quote, heal the world through orgasm.

Okay, lofty. So that's what's going to feed the world's hungry and end wars waged by tyrannical despots and bring equity to the chronically disenfranchised and dethrone the globe's oligarchs who regularly trade lives and others, equality of life for profit on top of already exorbitant profit. Very powerful clitoral orgasm. Got it. lives and others a quality of life for profit on top of already exorbitant profit. Very powerful clitoral orgasm. Got it.

Oh man, it was right there the whole time. You feed mama and mama feeds the world. Make me come. Make me moan and rise and I will cure all that ills. Thank you, increasingly creepy clit monster. This type of sexually hyper focused mysticism did not make its way to the outside world immediately. Indeed for much of her career, Nicole had said that she was against mysticism. That One Taste was

almost as rationalist as some of the organizations we covered in the recent Zizian's episode. To the general public, One Taste was just another start-up-y health brand and you could try it as easily as you might try a new kind of workout class or a new superfood. Prospective students first encounters with the company were typically casual. They might spot a free or almost free event with a title like Tired of Swiping Left? Let's talk real intimacy or you do yoga, you meditate, now try orgasmic meditation. At that event, no one got finger blasted. One day staffers told curious people about a $199 introduction to OM class and then at that class while attendees were no longer invited to try OMing during the intro

class it still featured a live OM demonstration between staffers right before lunch. The way to learn more the intro students were told was to take more classes i.e. do you want to come as hard as you just saw her cum? Well, sign up and get that fucking clit rubbed and rocked. Get it rubbed, rocked, and locked! And then, you know, you can take some different kind of sex classes. One Taste clearly wanted to make money off their members and, you know, more money. And open up to some male-centered classes as well. Because One Taste's six-month mastery program, for instance,

now included classes like How to Fuck, How to Suck Cock, and How to Suck Pussy, and it cost $7,500. I actually like the phrase How to Suck Pussy. I picture Spokane Dwayne signing up immediately for the How to Suck Pussy class, sitting in the front row, just furiously scribbling notes the entire time. Okay, alternate between licking and sucking to work different muscles avoid fatigue or long session like that. Oh, yeah Yeah, dog wear a camel back to help stay hydrated. Oh shit. Oh, that's so fucking smart

One taste also started matching Actually, that's so ridiculous You can actually just as a guy going down on a woman or you know as a woman a guy or gal going down on you and they have a camelback you know full of a full of water or whatever Gatorade so they can stay hydrated just a marathon session down there. One Taste also started a year long $60,000 membership damn $60,000 a year and that let you take all the courses you want for that year.

And also you got to sit in the front row and get the best views of all that fingering. And perhaps the best views of fucking sucking licking. Not sure if those classes I just mentioned offered similar demonstrations. Staff would also encourage students to repeat courses, telling them the experience changes as they progress. Unsurprisingly, most students would take a course or two, drop off, disappear. But you know, some, those with a strong core yearning to overcome anxiety or resolve sexual trauma, for example, would get drawn in deeper. Volunteering at events could lead them to work for the company full-time, usually in sales, and that was where things would get a little less health-focused. Instead, working for One Taste on this level was about hardened capitalistic practicality. Staffers were told to target young, beautiful women and

awkward, nerdy, wealthy tech guys. Workers for the company would set up booths at life hacking conferences and early morning dance parties, serving coffee and sexy shirts and skirts, you know, shirts with slogans like the pussy nose and asking passerbys, how's your orgasm? And at one taste events, attendees often played communication games, prompting them to share vulnerable stories. Staffers took notes that might help them

sell more courses later. Maybe a student was recently divorced and lonely. Senior staff assigned attractive subordinates to hone in on wealthy students who seemed attracted to them or had experiences in common. Female employees were told to wear lipstick, usually red heels, short black skirts as they pursued these sales leads directed by Rachel Truitts. It's just like a sex working ring now. In addition to her responsibilities as sales chief, Rachel was also good PR for the group,

appearing in many of the One Taste public videos, calmly explaining how people who OM daily like herself gain confidence, feel energized, and have much better sex. Before events, sales staff often watched one of her favorite YouTube videos, a clip of lions hunting in a pack. Churwitz even adapted this into her vocabulary. She allegedly called customers marks, referred to her and other One Taste devotees as lions, tigers, sometimes as fluffers, A term borrowed from, you know, porn sets. People hired to keep male adult actors dicks hard in between scenes. The One Taste sales staff was also told to communicate to their potential customers one thing above all else. Money

was not real. It was just an emotional attachment. Okay, yeah, try telling that to the IRS or your landlord. You don't pay taxes or rent. What do you guys still hop on? Come on! All these arbitrary, fictitious, emotional transactions. Get out of here! As an example of how this would all play out, let's now meet a woman named Mikal.

Her last name not given in sources. Around late 2014, early 2015, Mikall would start taking OM classes in Brooklyn. She'd always felt self-conscious about her body, about asking for what she wanted during sex. She'd literally never had an orgasm. So even though she thought OM sounded weird at first, she went to a free one-taste event one evening to see if she could find some help. She chatted with staffers, started attending regular OM gatherings in New York. She was having fun at these meetings.

She was pleased by being flirted with by the men she met there. All of a sudden, a lot of men were interested in her, and she really liked that. Maybe a bit too much. She's being grifted here. These guys are told to go like her. Within months, she quits her teaching job, gives her dog away. What the fuck? And then starts working on one-taste sales staff and living in a communal house in Brooklyn with her co-workers seven days a week they gathered for multiple rounds of orgasmic meditation yikes life with OM house was relentlessly scheduled every morning around 7 a.m. staff convened for two rounds of OM switching partners midway the early bird gets to come as

they say twice apparently they came in a, then came, excuse me, an Alcoholics Anonymous inspired fear inventory where they would write out and share their worries with a partner. They were all highly encouraged to report to management if they heard others express any doubts about one taste, which is pretty cozy. Then they all went to Bikram Yoga, cooked, clean, spent several hours making sales calls around a table, tracking their progress with Salesforce.com. During these work sessions, Michal and her co-workers would chirp constantly about feeling turned on. If they didn't,

Churwitz or somebody else would drill down on why they weren't feeling excited to sell. Someone who wasn't hitting sales goals took the chance of being deemed too messed or off the rails, aka in need of OM or sex. Michal, like many of her co-workers, was classified as an independent contractor earning commissions on courses she sold. She was lucky to make two or three hundred dollars a month on these commissions, which supplemented the nine hundred dollar monthly stipend she received from a manager's personal account. She would spend more than 80 hours most weeks on

her assignments working on the group's formal and informal activities. She reported some others around her worked 100 hours per week on a schedule similar to me calls, but were told to only officially log 30 hours, and were only given a salary as a part-time employee of about $15,000 a year. Man, so much for enlightenment. This is just pure exploitation. After the sales calls were done, the members did an afternoon round of OM, right? Their pussies must have been so fucking strong thanks to all these orgasmic workouts. I can come with the force of a thousand cocks. Thank you, Clip Monster. Then after the afternoon OM,

they would run the evening's public session, where they would set up chairs, jog, run the microphone around to attendees and chat up more sales leads. It was exhausting, but they were told that their explosive orgasms could power them through anything since it was an endless energy resource. Okay, maybe that's what we should explore. Instead of nuclear, hydroelectric, solar, natural gas, coal, wind-generated electricity, we should just rely on pussy power. If we can just keep all those clits humming along, they'll keep all the lights on for us. McCall would get tired, but for a time her spirit stayed high. She felt like she was there for a good reason. She was living a life of purpose. The group seemed full of glowing, attractive people, confident they could

feel profound sexual pleasure, you know, whenever they wanted. They were different than the people outside the group. More special, more enlightened, more culty. They called outsiders asleep, muggles, or people stuck in the matrix. McCall, while she's working for almost nothing, keeps spending what little money she does make on One Taste. Puts it right back into the company. She'll attend Magic School, paying $6,500 like everybody else. Where, well, she'll at least, she'll pay part of it as you'll see. At Magic School, a One Taste executive took her by the hand and led her to a sales table to talk about putting down a $12,000 deposit for an upcoming class called the Nicole Dayone Intensive only offered a top inner circle members. She didn't have the

money so a senior staffer suggested she asked another One Taste member, a man who worked in tech and a man who had already paid part of her magic school tuition. McCall wanted to do it so badly she believed wholeheartedly that the people who did the intensives were much better off than the ones who didn't and she wanted her boss Rachel Churwitz to like her more so she entered into a romantic relationship with this other member a man who had you know already paid part of her tuition for magic school. Now he pays for her intensive and they agree to get married. In August of 2015, they will get married during a two week, $36,000 a person retreat, which was that Nicole Daydome intensive.

So she's like, will you pay for my membership? And he's like, sure, if I can marry you. This is all very fucked up. That $12,000 I mentioned earlier was just a deposit. Her and her new husband, so they paid $72,000 for a two week retreat with who knows how many other members in Nicole. What a grift.

Fucking unreal how much mileage and money Nicole's getting out of mostly being flicking. By the time of her wedding, things are taking a turn for the worse for McCall. The wedding on top of other One Taste related choices had distanced her from her parents and her closest co-worker had left the company. Now she starts to finally feel taken advantage of and eventually McCall persuades her new husband to leave One Taste with her in September of 2015 shortly after their wedding after they had spent more than 150 grand in total at one taste in less than a year on top of working for next to nothing. And then once outside of this madness and thinking a

bit more clearly, McCall realized that she's not actually in love. This is crazy. She gets divorced, moves in with her parents in New York. She's depressed, humiliated, and suffering from suicidal ideation. Yikes. Turns out you need a bit more than just powerful orgasms to lead a fulfilling life. Nobody from One Taste reached out to her when she left. She was not in the community anymore. She was not giving them more money so they appeared to just no longer give a shit about her and McCall felt like a fool. Meanwhile many of those still in One Taste will later claim that they weren't just being taken advantage of

financially but also sexually Allegedly senior staff members including Rachel truitt's told staffers below them to have sex with somebody right before they would try and sell them Yet another course some members developed a practice of asking wealthy new recruits to pay for their courses often suggesting They'd offer you know sex or attention in exchange. They even straight up called it hooking Right if you were a dude in this group with money, you could get a number of women to fuck you in exchange for you paying thousands for them to take more courses to get fingered and whatever else. Other sexual shit was going on. Aversion practice was now the company's new teaching that you gain power and expand your orgasm within the group.

This is a broad term for sexual energy. This is a version practice, by performing sexual acts you did not want to do or by doing them with people you found disgusting. So that meant, for instance, that if Rachel Cherwitz saw somebody bickering with a co-worker she could allegedly demand that the two of them fuck. Other times leadership would assign someone to be a member's sex manager and the sex manager would then go on Tinder, line up a sex date, a new one, with whoever they were managing for every day of the week, doing all the texting and telling the person who to meet and when, and they were just expected to go fuck this stranger, night after night,

strangers. Unsurprisingly, this all leads to some legal troubles. In 2015, the company paid $325,000 to settle a labor dispute with former sales rep Aries Blanc. Blanc had said Sherwitz and others ordered her to sleep with both customers and managers and two people familiar with the matter say she considered the experience to be sexual assault. Blanc in her settled labor dispute said she was misclassified as an independent contractor because One Taste dictated what she was doing most hours of the day. Also said she was paid less than minimum wage and was owed a bunch of overtime.

The settlement was not disclosed at the time to the public. Instead, One Taste continued to position itself as something akin to Gwyneth Paltrow's Goop, a brand that was selling a lifestyle, a new way of seeing the world. And this required, what else, but an international tour. In 2016, Nicole Dedone went to London to give a talk at One Taste British Operation. A popular best-selling British author of narrative non-fiction, Isabel Lozada, who was working on her own book about sexuality, Sensation, had read Dedone's slow sex book and had been blown away by it.

So she arranged a meeting. Daydome, she says, was like a wonderful red setter leaping out of a car. I admired her enormously. She's elegant, warm, clever, and very attentive. At the first introductory event, Isabelle Osada attended with her partner and watched as Daydome and the female leader of the London group demonstrated their techniques. Over the following six months, Isabelle would attend a number of one-taste events in London and in San Francisco and she'd become a big, big fan.

I know this sounds strange to many men, she would say, but you need to bear in mind that lots of women, for whatever reason, haven't experienced much sexual pleasure in their relationships. What this technique does, because it's non-penetrative, it's not intimidating for women and reintroduces them to the fact that they can experience pleasure through their body. The object is to get the man to stop focusing on his own pleasure and to really tune in with the woman's body. And for me personally and many other women I know, it was very helpful. And yeah, that aspect of it, I'm sure, is very helpful. I like that, but they just wrap it up in all this fucking other weird cult shit.

But despite enjoying that aspect of one taste, something definitely beneficial and not shady if you take away all the shady shit being done around it. She saw the cult allegations floating around and became uneasy. She wanted some clarity so she asked Day-Done about it. Day-Done tried to laugh it off, but she wasn't able to reassure Lozada because Isabella's book would ultimately warn against sexuality practices that wanted to take your money. Still by the next year, 2017, One Taste had become a flourishing business. Now expanding significantly, the company added teaching centers in London, New York, Los Angeles, alongside the one sitting across from the Uber's headquarters in San Francisco. And company policy had changed so that there were no hands-on learning at workshops. Quote, because of

potential litigation, a one-test rep would say, at one event in 2017. Instead, there would be demonstrations conducted only by trained staff members, or so they said. Apparently, people, a lot of people, still paid to get their clit jerked off. And the company would claim that it made $12 million in revenue in 2017 and now had plans to expand to Atlanta, Chicago, Minneapolis, and Washington DC over the next two years. To help further that goal they hired executives and advisors who had worked at mainstream places like CrossFit and the juice maker Odwalla. They would also score some PR

wins with orgasmic meditation being endorsed by influencers like Khloe Kardashian and Tim Ferriss and to make it even more legit seeming one-taste nonprofit arm commissioned an official study on the health benefits of orgasmic meditation. In essence, they wanted to be as executive, sex executive, Joanna Van Fleck put it, the whole foods of sexuality.

They would even expand their customer base from individuals to businesses. Instead of hosting corporate retreats where employees jerked and diddle each other off, as funny as that would be, they instead applied generic principles that they claim came from the one-taste philosophy like feel over formula and stay connected no matter what to leadership strategy seminars. We're having conversations with companies about Me Too, a hashtag Me Too, and how to teach connection as preventative health for companies rather than treating the disease of

sexual harassment, Joanna Van Fleck would say. Even though things were going so well, at least ostensibly they were going well, 2017 would also be the year that Day Dawn would step down as CEO. She said she stepped down so she could write a book, or you know, focus on another book, sell her stake in the company to three One Taste members and do that. She would be replaced by Joanna Van Fleck, the former president, but she probably stepped down in reality because although One Taste had rebranded slightly and expanded, and even supposedly ended their live stroke sessions, it was still drawn significant criticism.

An October 2017 article in Playboy pointed out how at the beginning of a One Taste event the journalists attended that year, or that month, excuse me October 2017, or just before that, rather sorry, participants had to sign a quote course in not therapeutic in nature waiver and that there are quote emotional and mental risks associated with participation in the course. And despite how some participants started the session with deep stories about how they wanted to try OM because of their sexual trauma or deep insecurities, the staff was dismissive, flippant, responding to heavy confessionals

with odd tone-deaf stuff like, gorgeous, share! It's fucking weird. And I was really hoping that I could just move past, you know, very painful memories of being raped by a guy who broke into my house when I was in high school. I really like to be able to have sex, you know, without, you know, the trauma and the crying and then just someone's like, gorgeous! Share! Keep sharing! That's gorgeous!

What? The article also noted that these attendants were wearing, quote, tight black dresses and stripper heels. Have you ever stayed at a strip club until dawn after you've sobered up? That's what this feels like. The attendants hawked one taste proprietary lube, now saying that it was the only lube you should ever use. And for some weird reason, the attendants would not let anyone use the bathroom not sure what

the deal was there like in previous workshops this one then segued into the demonstration and volunteers were encouraged to call out what they were feeling here are some of the responses this time heat in my balls yeah that makes sense tightness in my chest tingling in my balls. Yeah, that makes sense. Tightness in my chest. Tingling in my spine from the crown of my head to my anus. Wet pussy. Okay. Blood filling up my penis. Swollen labia that feels like fire. Dick pushing against my jeans. Yep. Yep. That's how you feel when you're in a very sexual environment. Uh-huh. Okay. Got it. you feel when you're in a very sexual environment. Uh-huh. Okay. Got it. Uh, lunch, when the writer said that she was not turned on to a staff member, the staff member turned, uh, the staff member,

excuse me, said she quote, wasn't opening herself up to the orgasm. Uh, but she couldn't try to home either, where she might be more comfortable because the staffer said that she quote, would never let someone who wasn't OM certified touch her. Yeah, totally. Cause only these motherfuckers know how to butter a muffin. The Playboy article ultimately condemned the practice in the media that have been quick to promote it. And this writer, not the only one, filled in this way. Number of Yelp reviews of one taste San Francisco's facility from 2017 would also point to deep

dissatisfaction. One review from December of 2017 stated, I went to a few events and quickly recognized the tone and verbiage, as that is something that started with great intentions, but in my opinion is rife with unhealthy juxtaposition, mainly profit and self-improvement and sexuality. I felt uncomfortable due to some of the other people's behavior. It seemed their intentions were not purely expressed and are more interested in the sexual side than the emotional exploration side.

While sexual exploration is healthy, I find it can be triggering for some, purely expressed and are more interested in the sexual side than the emotional exploration side. While sexual exploration is healthy, I find it can be triggering for some and it's a tightrope. A tightrope one walks when navigating this world. Unfortunately, a misstep can do a lot of damage. I find it concerning how costly things get and can understand how people see the pyramid or cult vibe that's been described in other reviews. And of course, because it's Yelp, the owner of the facility, registered online as Eli B. responded. And Eli wrote, Thank you for this review. If I am totally honest, the thing I am reading most in this is that you have really high

expectations for how people who have probably rarely chosen to do so should express themselves around very difficult, often taboo topics. I wonder if you feel like all of your intentions are always purely expressed in your own life. Are there places you go where there are people who do purely express themselves at all times? Eli didn't say shit about the how costly things get critique. Another review from November of 2017 said I've been going to events for a few years now and I'm getting hella bored. What's up with all the fingering? Like for real November of 2017 said, And Eli's response to that one was, God damn it Spokane Dwayne, leave us alone. You'll be arrested on sight if you ever show up to a One Taste event again.

The following year, more bad press was coming. And of course, Spokane Dwayne's nonsense. In June of 2018, Bloomberg Businessweek published a lengthy expose on One Taste, chronicling everything from how staff were trained to individuals who had spent thousands of dollars they didn't have at OneTaste. Just a few months later, in October of 2018, OneTaste announced it was closing all of its US offices and would no longer offer in-person courses and retreats, saying it instead would focus on online education to reach a wider audience. But that would not stop what was coming.

All their financial finger-blasting fuckery was about to come back and bite him in the clit. After the 2018 Bloomberg article, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the FBI opened a probe into One Taste for prostitution, sex trafficking, and violations of labor law. Uh oh. Oh, and remember all that stuff about how One Taste was done with its orgasmic meditation demonstrations? That was a crock of shit.

In December of 2020, an article written by someone named Melissa described how she had taken her boyfriend to a one-taste event in Sydney, Australia. When she signed up and paid the fee, she was sent an email asking her to bring along the following kit. Pillows, blanket, and natural lubricant. The class opened with the teacher welcoming 21 students, 14 male and 7 female. She promised that by the end of the course they would all be qualified to practice the discipline. Then the teacher went around the room asking,

What does orgasm mean to you? Answers included fun, energy, electricity, sensation, release. So far not so awkward, but then came a trust exercise. They were now instructed to turn to the person next to them, can't be the person you came in with, and take turns giving and receiving arm tickles, first light and then firm. Okay. Meanwhile my boyfriend, this person would write, thanks to the ratio of guys to girls, pairs with a 30-something Eastern Euro male who could be mistaken for being

part of the cast of Taken. It's a really funny description. As I sit shoulder to shoulder with my partner, and we both close our eyes, ready to receive, I feel every sort of awkward and uneasy. I thought we'd do this together. Next up was dealing with rejection, and once again it was time to match with another partner. They practice asking, would you like to OM? And responding, yes, using different tones and intonations. Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Uh, then no. Then it was time for the demonstration. The teacher and volunteer stepped to the portable massage table at the front of the class, where the volunteer lay pantless but wearing electric blue heels with her legs spread.

This finger dance happened in front of Melissa and her boyfriend for 15 minutes before closing out with the clothed Omer grounding the pantless woman by pressing down on her vagina with what seemed like the full weight of her body. Then came the opportunity to practice themselves stroking the clitoris up and down using only their left pointer finger and in the one o'clock position. As the one taste Sydney Tudor explained respecting the person and the practice means circular motions are not allowed okay they were all supposed to leave the room and whoever came back that meant they were open to being asked if they would

like to OM now Melissa and her boyfriend left and didn't come back we felt like we dodged an exhibitionist sex cult and survived, but not unscathed, she wrote. It was seven days before we could bring ourselves to be intimate again, and to this day we have never OM'd. So much for a sexual awakening. Sources don't say what one tastes. Gets up to for the next three years. Seems that they've circled the wagons, tried to lay low, leadership kind of disappeared, took a low profile while the FBI continued to investigate them. And then more bad press came. A Netflix documentary, Orgasm Incorporated, the story of

One Taste, was released November 5th, 2022. Three days prior, 14 former One Taste members had sued Netflix in an attempt to block the release of the film, claiming that much of the footage used in the film was misappropriated by a former One Taste employee. A petition was signed by close to 500 people pleading for Netflix to not use the footage, some of which presumably included footage of them. The judge in the case, however, denied the motion. The plaintiffs withdrew their lawsuit on November 7th after the documentary was released,

with their faces now blurred out or out of frame. Much of what was discussed in the documentary we've already talked about here, so we won't go over it again. What's important to add is that some of the evidence they used were journals written by Aries Blanc, that employee who settled with One Taste for several hundred thousand dollars back in 2015. Because she'd agreed not to disparage One Taste in her settlement, she had her sister, Autumn Blanc, read

her journals on camera, smart, with the story being that Aries had left the journals at her sister's house and her sister had found them and called Netflix. Seven months later, June 6, 2023, Daydome and former head of sales Rachel Churwitz are indicted on charges of forced labor in federal court in Brooklyn. Brian Peace, U.S. Attorney for the Eastern District of New York, and Michael J. Driscoll, Assistant Director in Charge, Federal Bureau of Investigation, New York Field Office, announced the charges. The two were charged with, quote, conspiracy in connection with a years-long scheme to obtain the labor and services of a group of One Taste members, including volunteers, contractors, and employees of One Taste, by subjecting them to economic, sexual, emotional, and psychological abuse, surveillance, indoctrination, and intimidation,"

the announcement said from the U.S. Attorney's Office. Cherwitz was arrested that morning. Daydome remained at large but pled guilty in court June 13, 2023. Was then released on a million dollar bond secured by her mother, her mother's boyfriend, and a friend who put up her two million dollar property in Fort Bragg, California. That's some friend. Federal prosecutors would go on to employ the journals, featured in Orgasm Incorporated,

in their case against Daydon and Churwitz, citing them in an October 2024 motion laying out the case and seeking to have them admitted as trial evidence. Jane Doe One wrote multiple handwritten journal entries, both during and after she served as a student and staff member of One Taste. The motion stated, the journal entries both during and after she served as a student and staff member of One Taste, the motion stated. The journal entries among other things detailed Jane Doe One's relationships with the defendants and

their co-conspirators, financial condition, and psychological state during and shortly after the time she performed labor and services in connection with the charge conspiracy. The defense attorneys alleged these journals were fake. The Google Doc in which Autumn Blanc supposedly simply transcribed the handwritten journals had more than 50 drafts and hundreds of minor edits, according to Jason Frankovitz, a software engineer enlisted by One Taste to analyze the documents. Parts of the handwritten journals, copies of which the government shared with the defense in the previous summer, nearly perfectly matched the final draft of the Google Doc, not the

earliest versions. And what does that mean? That means that the handwritten journals had been written after the electronic journals were fully finished. So that wreaks a little bit of bullshit. Federal prosecutors continue to defend the journals until March 12, 2025. In light of information obtained since February 26, 2025, since the status conference in the government no longer maintains that the disputed portions of areas blanks handwritten journals are authentic wrote US Attorney General John or US Attorney excuse me John J Durham in the March 12 letter which was co-signed by other federal prosecutors

on the day Don and true its case this letter therefore affirmatively corrects any statements to the contrary previously made to the court and defense. Of course they don't insure what his lawyers immediately now suggest to drop the case. It was seemingly going to be a lot harder to prosecute the women. Now because of missteps and handling the journals as they tried to prove their authenticity, allegedly special agent Elliot McGinnis didn't put the journals into evidence until a month after he had received them, which also read as fishy. However, Judge Diane Gujarati denied a motion to dismiss ruling that the defense had not sufficiently demonstrated bad faith or that these issues prejudiced

the prosecution's case, but did push back the trial to May 5th. Then earlier this year on February 26, 2025, defense attorneys, Jennifer Bonjean and Celia Cohen alleged that Special Agent Elliot McGinnis knowingly used stolen privileged corporate documents to investigate OneTaste. According to them, a former IT contractor named Mitch Adelbaum illegally accessed OneTaste service and stole a large volume of material, including privileged OneTaste documents, in 2017 after his employment ended. Per defense motions, Agent McGinnis obtained

a privileged company legal risk assessment in January of 2021 and recognized the privileged nature but failed to pass it to a so-called taint team or notify OneTaste that its corporate documents have been stolen. Instead McGinnis reportedly used the privileged document as a roadmap for the investigation interviewing 20 witnesses specifically identified in the stolen material. The government did not disclose these documents until late 2024 prompting defense motions to dismiss the indictment. Once again, Judge oh my gosh, Judge Arati denied these motions, finding the documents

non-privileged, ruling that the defendants lack standing to assert privilege, and deeming the motions untimely despite their recent discovery. And so the trial would go on as scheduled. Started just a few months ago, May 5th 2025, during the trial former Chief Technology Officer Christopher Hubbard described OneTaste as a quote sex cult and stated that he and Daydon arranged BDSM activities for a male OneTaste investor. Activities that involve the investor quote either giving or receiving some form of sexual activity with one-taste members. So Nicole Ledley treated members like sex workers, just offered them up to service somebody who was gonna give her a lot of money. In addition, several women

who worked for one-taste testified against Daydone and Churwitz. The witnesses described instances of forced labor ranging from forced sex work with again investors or you know they were heavily pressured to menial tasks such as cooking that was that they were not properly compensated compensated for. One witness Liana whose full name was withheld explained that a previous abusive relationship left her having difficulty having sexual experiences. They don't told her the OM practice quote would help thaw out places where you felt frozen from that trauma.

And at first, she said one taste helped her let her guard down. But once she was in what she now considered a cult, she just found more of the same. She testified, in an abusive relationship, your voice doesn't really matter that much. You learn to be quiet. And I think I took those lessons and brought them over to one taste. And then there was the damning evidence from Day-done herself for the trial. A video entered into evidence contained footage of Daydone claiming that rape could be quote deflected if the victim would quote turn on a hundred percent because then there's

nothing to rape. Like if you can just get horny for rape just lean into it and stop caring who uses your body and how well then it's not rape. Wonderful advice. What a guru. She would also claim that her father, whom she admitted was a serial child molester, was not a bad person. Rather in this footage, she said, quote, he was so fourth dimensional that he couldn't confine himself to the arbitrary laws of the third dimension. Wow. Uh, yeah, totally. That's why he diddled kids. He was just so fucking fourth dimensional, right? And we all know in the fourth dimension kids love to get

fucked. As the witnesses testify, Jadon, usually clad in an oversized beige shawl, her guru uniform, I guess, spent much of the proceedings literally quietly chanting to herself, swiveling around to watch the jury or turning around to beam at a group of supporters who filled half the gallery on many trial days. Still the prosecution's task not easy since De Donne had never to their knowledge used bodily force or violence to make them stay in the group. The prosecution had to prove that she had manipulated followers into staying and doing her bidding, which is a tougher argument to make.

They had to show that the group was indeed a cult, that it made people lose their sense of self. To that end, witnesses described how they worked around the clock on little sleep, for little pay, or as volunteers training to become employees. They described how they were instructed to evangelize the company at all times, to respond promptly to a constant stream of messages. If they needed to take a shower, use the bathroom, they had to notify the group chat. They were encouraged to distance themselves from people who didn't understand the group. When Day-Done visited, they had to clean bathrooms, make beds,

grocery shop for her, drive her to appointments for hair, nails and tanning. And as one taste separated them from all they knew in their old lives, it seemed like there was nothing to return to if they left. Bonjean, Day-Done's attorney, moved for acquittal after the government rested its case on June 2nd, arguing that fear of shunning or not fitting in does not amount to forced labor. Once again, the judge quickly denied this request. The defense only called a handful of witnesses, wrapped up with closing arguments. In her summation for Day-Done, defense attorney Jennifer Bonjean hammered down on the fact that jurors were not being tasked with passing judgment on Daydone's beliefs. Bonjean sharply disputed that

any of the women who testified have been forced to stay at one taste and she likened the group, and this is really smart actually, to a sorority which comes with rituals and demands, loyalty, telling the court that she didn't join such an organization but her daughters tried it out and they hated it and she exclaimed you know what they did they left this is a case of grown women making grown decisions that had free agency no matter what the government says and that's not a bad argument I gotta say but one taste you know a little more manipulative than your typical frat or sorority.

After Bonjean's analogy, the jury was released to deliberate. Had Nicole Day-Done, had Rachel Churwitz actually violated labor laws, or were they nothing more than, you know, shady, highly sexualized sorority leaders? After a little more than 12 hours of deliberation on June 9, 2025, the jury found Day-Done and Churwitz both guilty on federal forced labor charges and each now face up to 20 years in prison. Defense Attorney Jennifer Bongean described the verdict in the five-week federal trial as a punch to the gut. She told reporters,

"...not how we'd hoped things would shake out, but these are very strong women. They are absolute inspirations and they will make it through this storm and so will we. The fight's only beginning. You know, unsurprisingly they plan to appeal. Some other people thrilled with the verdict. US Attorney for the Eastern District in New York Joseph Nisela Jr. praised the verdict and said the jury's verdict was the jury's verdict has unmasked Daydown and Churwitz for who they truly are. Grifters who prayed on vulnerable victims by making empty promises of sexual empowerment and wellness only to manipulate them into performing labor and services for the

defendant's benefit. I commend the witnesses who testified at the trial not withstanding the trauma that they experienced at the defendant's direction. It is my hope that the just conclusion of this process will bring them closure and that future charlatans think twice about exploiting human beings in this manner. Following the verdict, the court ordered Daydon to ensure what's remanded to the custody of the United States Marshals Service. And as of this recording, ever since they have been held at the Metropolitan Detention Center in New York while awaiting sentencing on September 12th. While she sits in a cell someone is running Nicole's Instagram for. Hasn't been posting a lot. She has a new book just came out as I record this on July 17th. While she sits in a cell someone is running Nicole's Instagram for. Has been posting a lot. She has a new book just came out as I record this on July 17th.

The erotic view on trauma. Breaking free from the trauma industrial complex. According to the post the book is out becoming eros-informed. What the fuck does that mean? Well let me tell you in way too many Mosey Hollow words. Nicole or one of her minions wrote, to be Eros informed is to no longer relate to healing as a separate category from creation. It is to work directly with the raw material of arousal and use it as the engine of transformation. Working with arousal is not a basic capacity. It is an advanced form of consciousness that doesn't just dissolve trauma but transmutes its into genius. She still preached the message of come your way into enlightenment. She continues

with, when a person becomes Eros-informed, they stop waiting for healing to be complete before they create love, lead, or awaken. They learn to operate the drive of arousal as both the solvent and the fuel. Rather than stare at the wound, they engage with the energy underneath it. They stop trying to regulate a problem and start activating a new possibility. Healing becomes the byproduct of a system coming online, not the precondition for aliveness. Suffering dissolves not through analysis, but through acceleration, through being pulled forward by vision, eros, and the biological imperative to thrive. Instead of riding a bicycle of mindfulness through hell hoping for a calm, the eros-informed being turns on the all-terrain vehicle of erotic intensity and drives out.

Did she just try and steal my fucking bicycle joke? She continues with, This is the full inclusion of desire as an evolutionary force. Once it has activated, the old self the old self concepts that once required constant management become irrelevant burned away in the heat of movement. When you move with arrows healing is not something you have to fight for it is something that cannot be stopped. Totally, totally all you have to do is diddle that clit, do it the right way. And all your problems, just orgasm right away.

Nicole might have a lot of time to test that theory. Test it out. If she ends up in prison, you know, for the next 20 years. Which would mean she would not be led out of a cell, you know, to be free until the age of 78. Hopefully she ends up with a cellmate who's very open to her teachings. Someone with a patient hand and a very steady index finger. And now let's get out of this timeline. Good job soldier, you've made it back. Barely. The female orgasm. It's good for a lot of things. Right? It feels good. It lowers stress by releasing endorphins, dopamine, and oxytocin.

Those hormones can help you sleep. It can increase intimacy and connection with a partner. It can even increase the health of your immune system, improve your cardiovascular health. But it doesn't open your third eye. It doesn't turn you into priestess. It's not going to give you some mystical advantage in life. It's not the key to completely transforming yourself inside and out. Therapy would be better for that.

Good exercise and nutrition regimen would be better for that. Surrounding yourself with people who uplift you and don't tear you down would help with that. Interestingly, however, Nicole's outlook not necessarily a unique one. When it came to how people have viewed orgasms throughout history, as weird as all this is, in the history of misunderstanding female sexuality, Nicole not so different than pre-modern scientists who thought all sorts of wacky shit about the female orgasm. Like the idea that it warmed the uterus up, or that the clitoris was just there for decoration. Nicole would advocate her own crazy shit, like stroking the clitoris in the one o'clock

position because that's somehow better than stroking it somewhere else. And unlike a lot of other people who had wacky pussy ideas, Cole tried to profit from it at a lot of people's expense. I guess she tried to profit from it just like a few predecessors in recent years tried to profit from it, people she learned from. She would begin one taste in 2004 after experiences at two sex communes slash Cols known as Lafayette Morehouse and Wellcome Consensus, she would use the knowledge she gained there of a method called DOing, Deliberate Orgasming, and repackage it as Orgasmic Meditation or OMing, a suitably new agey health practice that fit in with the likes of yoga and energy cleanses. OM involved a clothed person, typically a man, stroking a woman's clit for 15 minutes,

supposedly to achieve spiritual awakening, deeper connection, and personal transformation. The company, Nicole herself, gained attention through TED Talks, workshops, retreats, attracting a mix of Silicon Valley entrepreneurs, seekers, alternative health enthusiasts, they got some good press. But while one tastes Brandon itself as a sex positive and empowering place, former members and journalists later accused it of operating more like a coercive cult, exploiting followers emotionally, sexually and financially. Finally in 2023, Day-Done and former head of sales Rachel Churwitz were indicted on charges including forced labor and this past June they were found guilty and now they could both face

up to 20 years in prison. We'll soon know how long they'll be in prison for. Nicole DeDone may not be your average cult leader but she certainly fits the bill. Has a mysterious backstory that showed her the spiritual path. Check. Made up a bunch of shit about her past. Check. Claimed to have secret knowledge. Check. Treated like a god by her followers. Check. Exploited followers sexually and financially. Check. Check. The wrapping was different with this one but the box inside pretty much the same. Full of empty promises, greed, manipulation, and in this case a lot of

fucking fingering, a lot of paddling the pink canoe. Time for today's takeaways. Time Shuck Top 5 Takeaways. Number one, the female orgasm was something of a historical mystery until just recently. Well, it's pretty obvious why men have orgasms since you can see the effects as it's taking place. Not as obvious why women have them. Leading for many to think over history that female sexuality is not important. Number 2. One taste was just the most recent in a line of sex cults slash empowerment community slash business research sites. We can thank the counterculture for that and Vic Barranco who founded Lafayette Morehouse as a way to A,

get into teenagers pants and B, make money in the self-improvement business that was rapidly becoming popular. Lafayette Morehouse then spun into the Welcome Consensus, which we don't have as much information about, but it appears that it was equally if not more toxic. Number three, in 2018, OneTaste shut down many of its public operations after a Bloomberg investigation raised serious concerns about its practices and culture. But satellites of the company continued to operate and continued to display examples of OMing and invite people to do the same at workshops. The article also prompted an FBI investigation that would ultimately lead to charges against

Nicole Daydone and Rachel Churwitz. Number four, the FBI investigation was not without its flaws. For one thing, the diaries used in the 2022 Netflix documentary Orgasm, Inc., which were also used in the investigation by the FBI, were later found to have been faked. And Special Agent Elliot McGinnis came under fire for not entering the journals into evidence on time and for using stolen files to bolster the prosecution's case. Nonetheless, both women were found guilty. They and their defense teams have maintained that they were just prosecuted for having an alternative lifestyle,

but that doesn't seem to be the case. And number five, new info. I mentioned way back in our history overview that Victorian doctors Jerked women off as a treatment for hysteria with vibrators But did they really no doubt you've heard some version of that claim because it's just fucking crazy But is it is it true the entire story of Victorian diddle doctors happens to originate from the work of one scholar as it turns out Rachel mains a historian and former visiting scientist at Cornell University it turns out. Rachel Maines, a historian and former visiting scientist at Cornell University.

Her 1999 book, The Technology of Orgasm, described at the time as a secret history of female sexual arousal, argued that clitoral massage was used as a medical technique for centuries, from the time of Hippocrates to the modern day. But that's just not true, according to Eric Schatzberg, the chair of the School of History and Sociology at Georgia Tech. There is scant evidence that orgasms were widely understood as a cure for female hysteria, and even less evidence that Victorians induced orgasms as a medical technique. Mainz fails to cite a single source that openly describes using a vibrator to massage the clitoral area. A paper of his published in 2018 reports, none of her English language sources even mentions productions of paroxysms by massage or anything else that would remotely suggest an orgasm.

For her part, Maynes had admitted that this was only a hypothesis. I never claimed to have evidence that this was really the case, she said. Time Shuck Top 5 Takeaways One taste the orgasmic meditation cult has been sucked. It is crazy the kind of shit that people will fall for right? Thank you to the Bad Magic Productions team for all their help making Time Suck. Thanks to Queen of Bad Magic Lindsay Cummins. Thanks also to Logan Keith helping to publish this episode.

Design and merch for the store at badmagicproductions.com. Thank you to Sophie Evans for her research. Also thanks to the all-seen eyes moderating the Cult of the Curious private Facebook page. Mod Squad making sure Discord keeps running smooth. And everyone over on the Time Suck subreddit and Bad Magic subreddit. And now let's head on over to this week's Time Sucker Updates. Updates. Updates. Get your time sucker updates.

First up, let's check in with the OG SAC Tyler the Archivist who wrote in with the subject line of Tuskegee episode. Thanks Din and Bad Magic Family for this topic. So important, especially at a time when this administration is trying to whitewash everything. No doubt you know of the executive order that has gone out ironically called Restoring Truth and Sanity to American History, which orders government agencies to remove any negative history about America. I am familiar actually and it's fucking insane. Oh my god, I have zero respect for

anyone or any movement that just wants to hide truth, right? Sweeping truth under under a rug is just fucking gross. Yeah, now I'm familiar. Tyler continues with, the National Park Service is bearing the brunt of so much of this, along with all the other cuts and chaos going on. I've been a parkie twice and I'm so proud of that.

They are special people who do the job for peanuts. They are the worst paid of any agency and rely heavily on volunteers. Those flat hat rangers that everybody loves so much, the ones that work year round, are paid about $45,000 and often they have masters degrees. The seasonals that are brought on for the summer get paid even less and get few benefits. There's even a motto for it, that you get paid in sunsets and sunrises and it's true. If you're lucky enough to work in a park that has employee housing you are experiencing something that is very rare. Waking up in the Grand

Canyon surrounded by elk and then having an evening drink on the rim after all the tourists have gone is an amazing experience. Patrolling Denali National Park with just a pack of sled dogs and having to cuddle with them overnight in the bunkhouse is just so freaking cool. But now signs have gone up asking the public to tell on the NPS and exhibits have come down like how a black woman can be a hero. It's ridiculous. Are the parks dedicated to preserving ugly American history going to exist after this administration? This admin is directly opposed to sites like the

Harriet Tubman Underground National Historical Park and Manzanar National Historic Site where Japanese American citizens were interned during World War two. It's totally fascist horse shit. Yeah, no It sure is. Yeah, it reeks of Catering to fucking white supremacists fucking imbeciles, right and people who support shit like this just white nationalists politicians who politicians who push this legislation I mean they can get fucked there is no good Rationalization for this kind of bullshit like It is truly shameful. It's fucking embarrassing. And Tyler continues, Meanwhile, like you said, we are repeating these atrocities. I don't think we need to project into the future to see that these ICE raids are an

anti-American travesty. They fit the bill right now. You said once many years ago that you thought Thaddeus Kosciuszko was an interesting guy, maybe worth a suck. I think he even said his name right lol. Oh only thanks to fucking YouTube pronunciations. It's good to be, oh excuse me, it's got to be from your close proximity to Polish blood. Anyway he'd be a great topic now because he helped in the American Revolution. He also pestered the founding fathers about slavery so even though we want to say it was a different time they don't really have an

excuse. There were plenty of people including their peers that they respected like Thaddeus that were very opposed to slavery at that time. Thanks for all you do. Love Time Sucks So Much. I listen to their podcast, but this is the only one where I write in comments and email. Where I write comments and email, thank you. Just gets the brain going like, well, like college, grad school really. Like working in the history profession, which I do. Hope that comes off as a compliment, LOL. Much love to all of you. I'm sure you've been getting probably a lot of mean emails. Go get a couple of massages or something. Tyler the Archivist. Tyler, thanks for sending that in, man. Yeah, some of the shit going on right now is just fucking bonkers. It's so funny how, because it's in the political sphere, people are like,

don't talk about it. But if it wasn't,'t it would be like I think everybody almost in this audience would be on board I'm like, oh, yeah, that's fucking wackadoodle insanity. What we'd all be laughing But you add a political party people like oh, no, no, no, no, no, it's cool. It's cool Yeah, we're watching leaders not even hide the fact that they're trying to dumb down this country just fucking destroy education You know an ignorant populace is more easily controlled and manipulated than a smart one, than an educated one. It feels like this is like we're entering a new era, or at least people are trying to get us to enter a new era of medieval lords not only fucking over the serfs they abuse and exploit, but getting those same serfs to cheer them on like hell yeah fuck I love

it I love being bent over and fucked. Ah this is great. Number one, number one. Fuck wild. The ethos of this podcast is the opposite of the ethos of the powers that be right now, right? Truth, transparency, curiosity, empathy, not lies, manipulation, propaganda, and hate. Fuckin' crazy-ass time. The Epstein shit goin' on right now. Ha ha!

I am gettin' a serious kick out of watching the diehard MAGA people just tryin' to do enough mental backflips to rationalize Trump clearly hiding that he's on the fucking Epstein list. Thanks for bringing up the point that we shouldn't always absolve the sins of the past by saying well it was a different time because there were people alive during those times that still do the right shit. Thanks for doing the work that you did at those parks for bringing to light how many people work in those jobs, you know, do it a lot more for the love of nature and historical preservation than they are Doing it for making money

Hail Nimrod keeping a good meat sack and now another almost Tyler new sack Ty fields wrote in with the subject line of a lot to unpack First off. I've been a fan of your comedy for years finally decided to listen to time suck podcast few months ago I've been playing ketchup ever since Seems every podcast touches on some point of my life, though in some cases it's just, oh you mentioned a place this is close to where I live or lived. So far I have a few things to touch on. One of the easiest, I think it was in the Murder Incorporated podcast. You mispronounced Oueso or some others. Excuse me, it's supposed to be a way so I

pronounce it a was so yep I know you stumble over words a lot and your humility about its endearing and comical I'm glad it gets laughs a second in the light of the world sex cults suck I was raised in the Church of Christ and even though I am as militant as you in my distaste for organized religion I still feel like a grown man should not wear shorts in public unless he's a professional athlete or at the beach. It's weird the shit that sticks with you. Thirdly, and most importantly, your most recent suck, the Tuskegee Suck. I was raised in Tuskegee study.

I was raised in part by my grandparents in a little southern town called Crawford, Mississippi, a town that now boasts of a road carved out of the wilderness by my grandfather and now bearing his name, which is pretty damn cool if you ask me. But anyway, we would have to drive what was then 45 minutes to a town called Columbus for any medical treatment. I was born in 1972. I remember going for dental checkups, having my teeth mauled by dentists who gave zero fucks about black people.

And these were baby teeth so that they would eventually be replaced anyway. As I grew older, I grew increasingly weary of doctors and medical professionals, especially dentists in large part because of the story I'm about to tell you. By age 14, I was living with my mom in Flint, Michigan and was attacked by a gang of kids that ended up in me getting two of my lower front teeth chipped. Back then in Flint, hood loyalty was serious and I attended a school outside my neighborhood because I was gifted, so I was viewed as a traitor. But but I was a scrapper so a one-on-one fight was just gonna end with me kicking some kids ass so I got jumped in a fight that

resulted in about 15 arrests because once some of my neighborhood friends found out who was getting jumped turned into a neighborhood brawl that's built into the next few days because once my classmates from school found out that the person that got jumped was me they were itching for revenge anyway, I'm starting to wax nostalgic about my glory days. Back to the reason for the email. The teeth. After all that, I had to get my teeth fixed by a dentist who, yup, gave zero fucks about black people.

But it was all my mom could afford. He initially performed root canals with very little anesthesia, put caps on my teeth, which I shortly thereafter yanked out with a pair of pliers because they were itchy because that piece of shit somehow got hair from his knuckles or hands or whatever in the cement or whatever was used to mount the caps. So for weeks the hair was tickling my gums driving me crazy no one would believe me. Next my mother decided to get the teeth pulled because my gums got infected after I removed my caps. The giant piece of shit removed two of my teeth with no anesthetic at all because he

felt like black people couldn't really feel pain I guess refused to give him the set I refused to give him the satisfaction of crying or screaming as he yanked out my teeth and Afterwards that hairy handed shithead. That's a fucking great description said to my mother man. He should join the CIA He's one tough son of a bitch So not only did he just rip two of my teeth out of the face of a 14 year old kid with no pain meds, he then called my mother a bitch to her face in front of me. I know and knew then that SOB is just a term, but my thinking was still as if I'm a son of a bitch that means you're calling my mother a bitch. I have beat the fuck out of kids for less and I'm rambling again.

Now as a 50 plus year old man thanks to racism and medicine, I've been missing two teeth in the front most of my life and I'm sure that has hurt my career and my romantic life but here we are. I rarely smile and when I talk I try to hide the missing teeth but it's still very noticeable. Attached to this YouTube video where you can see what I'm talking about. I am though happily married to a lovely woman and have a fairly decent job. Hopefully this wasn't too rambly or confusing. Thanks for what you do again.

Huge fan literally. I weigh 375 pounds, LOL. Ty. Ty, that was a journey. That was a journey. I watched your video. It doesn't look nearly as bad as you think, truly. Not nearly as bad.

I also watched some of your other videos. I saw you got a bench press video. I fucking love it. Because I'm trying, just like you, to keep my strength going as I get older. You're doing great, dude You're big, but you're strong big And sorry you had to encounter a bunch of bullshit, you know, obviously I'm not a black man But I'm a student of history. I've had a lot of black friends over the course of my life and it's just fucking ridiculous

What you all have had to deal with what you continue to have to deal with on top of everything that everybody else deals with I cannot, but I can listen and I can care and I do. And I have a recommendation for you. Hit up Dr. Brady Smith at the Halo Dental Network. It's halodentalnetwork.org. We donated them in 2022. They're fantastic. They specialize in restorative and charitable dental work. They're a very caring bunch as far as dentists go.

You're not gonna find a more caring bunch. I don't think. Please reference this podcast if you hit them up. Keep lifting, keep learning, keep laughing and I'm glad you're here. And now one more from a funny sucker, Dylan Kendrick, who wrote it was a subject line of UCI and sovereign citizen. Hello King of the Suck. My name is Dylan.

I've just finished the episode with the UCI and the sovereign citizens. I'm taking the time to write in because I have quite the experience with the so-called sovereign citizen. Used to work with the guy. I'll keep his name out of this. You'll see why at the end of the story. The company I worked for had hired this guy. He was weird right off the bat. His jokes were strange. He just had an odd sense of humor and we thought that he was just a weird guy. Well, come to find out he was hiding the fact that he was being investigated for being a pedophile. Note we didn't come across the article in the news, he willingly gave that information and pled his innocence. Well when we found out everything in the shop

we started distancing ourselves from him. After a few years COVID kept pushing his trial out farther and farther, finally his trial started getting nearer and that's when he became weirder. He started preaching in our break room the importance of becoming a sovereign citizen. Daily he would preach all of this preaching about the importance of standing against the government. How the government was screwing him because he was so innocent that the courts were slandering him. Well, finally his court date showed up and this literal jackass tried claiming that he could not be a pedophile because he was a sovereign citizen and government labels did not apply to him. Fuck. Needless to say he got 14 years in state prison for being a pedophile and the sovereign citizen stuff did not help fucking at all.

It was a huge slap to the face for the family involved in their side of the court case. Now after all that his family still fights to try and get him freed because he's innocent and he's still locked up. Finally some of the things that he was preaching in the break room were just so ridiculous. He was saying things like he's not a citizen of the US because he's in the army of God fighting for a free and just nation. Or he's righteous and the claims that the paperwork he had filed will be enough to get him off scot-free. Finally, one of my favorites was when I submit my papers to the courts they'll have to drop the charges because I'm a servant of God and they can't hold the

Righteous behind bars because it's illegal to hold a true citizen hostage Funnily enough he's behind bars and there was so much evidence against him. Well, hope you got some laughs out of this I apologize for the grammar not the greatest with it three to five stars would not change a thing sincerely Dylan. Well, Dylan It's fucking crazy the people we meet right? this dude claimed he could not be a pedophile because he was a sovereign citizen and government's labels did not apply to him and he's a righteous fucking soldier of God or whatever. Never heard somebody try and get out of being a piece of shit with that exact reasoning before. And all the the constant righteous God talk.

I feel like usually the people that will not shut the fuck up about being righteous are anything but righteous, right? They're usually pieces of shit in my experience. I wonder if he's been able to keep from getting raped in prison because he's a sovereign citizen. I wonder if he tells his cellmate, Ah, it's a sovereign butthole! Uh-uh! No, that's free! You cannot penetrate my sovereign butthole. What a weirdo. How is somebody smart enough to hold the job but crazy enough to fucking believe all that shit? What a weirdo. How is somebody smart enough to hold a job but crazy enough to fucking believe all that shit? So many weirdos out there feel so blessed to be connected to so many of you listeners who seem like you know Really good people the opposite of the dickheads like that

Thanks for sharing your grammar was great. And again, you know, yeah didn't share any emails related to uh, You know like a lot of like feedback Cuz not a lot of negative emails came in I'm sure there'll be fucking negative ratings and stuff out there. I'm sure not a you know, like a lot of like feedback because not a lot of negative emails came in. I'm sure there'll be fucking negative ratings and stuff. I'm sure. Not a, you know, idiot. But yeah, a lot of that stuff didn't come in. A lot of emails did come in just being like, man good for you. We're here for you. Even if we don't agree, we're here for you. And I just, I appreciate you listeners. You're just a fucking amazing bunch. Now let's get out of here. Next time, suckers, I needed that. We all did.

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