This one time, at kink camp, there were 6 blind kinksters. They couldn't see a damn thing - could feel, though. These 6 kinksters were lead to the center of the dungeon, where they came into contact with a big-ass elephant. Thing is, none of them had ever seen an elephant, so they didn't know what it was.
The first kinkster, a submissive with a penchant for sensation play, happened upon the ear of the elephant. He screamed with glee "this elephant is like the silken fan my Mistress caresses over my skin!"
The second kinkster, a toppy-bi femme, happened upon the tusk of the elephant. She was so excited to have a new dildo for her strap-on collection, she squeed!
The third kinkster, a rope aficionado, felt the tail and thought to himself - "this twisted animal hyde could be effective in my next shibari performance"
The fourth kinkster, a mumification bottom, felt the trunk and melted into subspace immediately
The fifth kinkster, a bootblack, felt the leg of the elephant, and thought to hirself "this would make a great stool!"
The sixth kinkster, a strong believer in after care, felt the side of the elephant, and proclaimed "holy shit batman - this would make a great cuddly blanket!"
And as the story is traditionally, told, a wize old Dungeon Monitor came to the six blind kinksters and said "you are all right and you are all wrong, for each of you can only get a sense of part of the elephant- none of you can see the whole thing - only I can, because I have sight and you don't"
But that isn't how it works, is it? one metaphorical DM sees the whole one way, one DM sees the whole another way, and it's all good until one DM tries to impose her way of seeing on another.
We have so many elephants in the room in WIITWD : the elephants of consent, authority, power, humiliation, personal space, survivor, race, predators, prey, tops, bottoms, etc....
No matter how much you or I believe we see - we are all blind. No matter how broad your perspective - or mine, it is always limited as long as there is an 'I' having the perspective.
Put another way - elephant shit stinks. Speak from your own experience, and you stand less of a chance of smelling like it.
And P.S. - I wrote this post as much as a reminder to myself as a suggestion to anyone else.