This is the angst-y site of ME. The language and views on this page might offend so for all those with narrow view points or cannot accept that there are people who carry views different from yours, for your own sake just leave.


�Venus in Furs� is the most well known work of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, a writer from the Nineteenth Century. There is a commonly preconceived idea that the novel is entirely, and tackishly pornographic, and pass judgment, either condemnation or simply the dismissive pigeon-holeing of Sacher-Masoch into the category of pervert. Those who have read the novel can see that he was in fact a pervert, but also a writer who could romanticize perversion and give it an enticing character with far more depth and grace than mere titillation. �Venus in Furs� is above all a romantic novel of the Nineteenth Century, having far more in common with Goethe�s �The Sorrows of Young Werther� than with Sade�s �120 Days of Sodom.� [ Joel Schlemowitz, New York 1999]

I have to admit I have not read it yet. I haven�t even hear the song by the Velvet Underground. But rest assure I will once I get my hand on a copy and find the time to. And perhaps have a listen to the song.