The glimpse of you in your film ‘The Rod’ was sheer elegance and authority. In so many of your films and images it is your assertive and confident authority and self assurance which is at the root of my addiction for you, and what you do so incredibly well. When I visit I like to be aware of the cruel element in your nature. I often enjoy recognising in your films a small flash of your sadistic satisfaction when a particularly severe stroke is given.
I like to think that the world, which you have so authentically created, preserves the dark reality of true domestic discipline and correction, which is now largely extinct. I am so grateful that you can understand my strong desire for a strict and serious regime, which will be compulsory and inevitably enforced irrespective of my pleas or tears. I wish to be subjected to strong authority, which does not seek my consent, where unreasonable methods are accepted and where sympathy is an unknown currency.
I want it to be made clear to me that my attendance confirms my acceptance of these terms and that I will be suitably punished. I want you to decide what I deserve and be willing to make me suffer the authority which I crave.
Written by a long term visitor of mine. Still taken from ‘The Rod’.