Safe, Sane, and Consensual What Does It Really Mean?
by Marc Esadrian
One of the
more annoying side effects of a lifestyle or
activity's entry into popular culture is the
emergence of catchphrases and the kind of "sage
wisdom" that's often parroted, but never really
considered. And unfortunately for us,
domination and submission is no
exception.
I'm talking, of
course, about "Safe, Sane and Consensual", a
phrase that sounds just grand on the surface, but
at heart only confuses and weakens the tenets of
the Master and slave relationship—another attempt
to take the outward expression of our beliefs and
turn it into nothing more than a fun little game
that will still fit neatly into the everyday
world. Don't believe me? Let's take a moment
to break down the terms and see what kind of
meaning they really have.
Safe
This seems
straightforward, but it's really not. What's
safe? Not only will the answer to that vary
greatly from person to person (for instance, some
of us love asphyxiative sex and see nothing wrong
with it), the more literal among us might argue
that no one is ever "safe". Just in the
course of the average person's morning, injury or
even death await at every turn. You could
trip getting out of bed and strike your head on
the corner of the dresser. You could slip in
the shower. You could get hit by a
car. Every day of your life, you're in
danger, but if you're like most of us, you simply
trust that none of those things are going to
happen.
I realize these are
extreme and perhaps absurd examples, but they're
intended to provide an argument against a rather
absurd idea. It's true that there are some
activities in D/s which are more dangerous than
others, and which are, strictly speaking,
unnecessary to everyday life. But the same
can be said of rock climbing, and thousands of
people do it, enjoy it, and remain perfectly safe
and well while doing so. It's all a matter
of taking what precautions you can so that you're
as safe as possible while you're doing it—and
that's something that can't be legislated or
dictated by a peppy mantra.
Sane
Some of us would
simply adore doing things that others would find
horrifying. But does that horror
automatically mean that people who pursue those
interests are mentally ill or somehow morally
deficient? Of course not. We simply
like different things. And as you were
probably taught in kindergarten, different doesn't
necessarily mean wrong. Right?
It comes down to a
matter of taste and opinion, and I personally feel
that the inclusion of "sane" into this triad shows
a level of judgment that's quite disturbing, given
the subject matter. After all, dominance and
submission has little to do with conforming to
popular opinion. If you'd like a small
illustration of this, consider the fact that the
American Psychiatric Association's Diagnostic and
Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM IV) no
longer considers BDSM as necessarily
pathological!
Many in "the
lifestyle" would no doubt take issue with that
statement. So who are they to judge others within
it? Let's not be silly.
And so we come to
the last and perhaps trickiest of our catchy
watchwords:
Consensual
Some may argue that
this is the most important theme in the practice
of D/s, that nothing should ever happen to a slave
unless she wants it to happen. Others,
however, feel that this idea weakens the entire
point of her submission, and I agree. Where
is the obedience in always getting what you
want? What value lies in a "gift" which only
serves its giver? Placing limits of consent
upon a Master's actions turns his dominance into a
masquerade, lain aside as soon as his girl says
the word. There's no reality to his mastery
of her; she is controlling him.
Whatever our roles,
we all feel the instinct to try to escape things
we find unpleasant; does that mean that no Master
should ever push his female or cause her pain,
simply because she doesn't like it? That
seems an awfully frivolous approach. The
relationship between Master and slave has the
potential to be so incredibly intimate that the
idea of putting such a wall between the two is
dismaying, to say the least. If a girl does
not trust the male she serves, enough to give him
free and unobstructed rule of her, then he's not
her Master. He's a play partner, nothing
more. And while that may be well and good
for them, it's hardly the kind of relationship we
idealize. And it sends a message to the rest
of the world that undermines the credibility of
those of us seeking that level of reality, because
we're painted with the same broad brush.
So we see that safe
and sane are both open to interpretation, and that
to some of us at least, consensual is not
necessarily something to strive for. Why,
then, should we all be expected to accept and
promptly regurgitate a phrase, simply because it's
become the trendy thing to say? Authentic
dominance and submission offers a stratum for
deeply intimate relationships. For anyone to
claim it can be summed up in three trite little
words is, quite frankly, an insult to those of us
who live it.