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Walking Through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black

"They were just three sluts looking for sex on the highway," the two abductors and rapists said later when asked to describe us.

This wasn't the way we saw it.

A lot of other people didn't see it this way either, but these were women. Most men who know the facts say we were asking for it.

& Obviously you can't trust every man's opinion when it comes to topics like rape. A lot of honest men admit that they fantasize about it and that's healthy but the ones that do it to strangers, unasked, ought to have hot pokers rammed up their wee wees.

The worst part is there's no flattery involved in rape; I mean, it doesn't much matter what the females look like; it doesn't even seem to matter either if they have four legs instead of two. Diary farmers have raped their cows even.

"It's great to fuck a cow," they say, "you can fit everything in. the balls. everything."

So I guess it just depends on your genital plumbing as to how you see the following story.

The book that launched the Native Agents Series, Walking Through Clear Water is the first, and only collection of stories assembled by Cookie Mueller herself, prior to her death in 1989. Mueller, legendary star of John Waters' early movies, an art critic, health columnist and ex-biker, led a particularly adventurous life, criss-crossing between Baltimore, Provincetown, Italy, and the New York City underground of the 1970s and 1980s. Luckily, she took notes, and hence, Walking Through Clear Water .

Walking through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black

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“Cookie Mueller wrote like a lunatic Uncle Remus - spinning little stories from Hell that will make any reader laugh out loud. She was a writer, a mother, an outlaw, an actress, a fashion designer, a go-go dancer, a witch doctor, an art-hag, and above all, a goddess. Boy, do I miss that girl.”

–John Waters