VCA Director Jim Holliday Threatens My Life
2003-05-21 23:01:50
Gene Ross reports May 22: "It became official today when Hustler submitted a $2 million down payment towards the purchase of VCA Pictures. The total purchase price is $7.5 million. With the $2 mil up front, half million-dollar payments will be made yearly with a lump sum coming after the fifth year."
Gene Ross reports 6/2/03: "Holliday's been bristling for days over the way he got painted over at Setgo.com, as one inclined to make terroristic threats. Holliday's guilty of, perhaps, the making of bold fashion statements from time to time but not provocation."
Jim Holliday, VCA director, tells Gene Ross: "An intruder [DUC of Setgo] was sitting out front of VCA and wanted to talk to me during a cigarette break. My reaction was what the f-ck are you doing here. In response to any of his questions, the answer was no. Could he take a picture? No. Did I want to do an interview? No. I asked Marty Turkel why in the hell he would even want to talk to the guy. Then Rob Spallone turned corner and said, does Russ know you're here? Had either of us known that he was unwelcome, he would have been been physically removed from the VCA porch area. Suddenly there was a headline where I threatened to kill this f-cker.
I was among the first to actually meet this DUC character and among the loudest to scream pay the man no mind- he doesn't have a clue. The first interview- the one and only interview I did with him- took at least four times to get the thing correct. But my opening line to him over at VCA when he said, Jim Holliday? I said, no, 'My name is Arthur Cantrelle.' Holliday knows that DUC is armed with one and perhaps two tape recorders. How dense can this motherf-cker be when he transcribes it to be my name is Eddie Cantrelle. I rest my case. That is indicative of his accuracy and his perceptiveness. He botched a rather bad attempt of mine to do Appalachian hillbilly humor mocking the extortionist Rev. Jesse Jackson. He mistook the word nigrahs. But he did have my one comment when I said, no, niggers is what they call one another.
Through all his inaccuracy and ineptitude, it's small comfort that he doesn't consider me to be a racist because I'm not. What I'm also not is some pussy-whipped squirrel who cowers at certain words. And despite his complete and utter disregard for anything resembling accuracy, he might be one up on AVN because he thinks my movies are phenomenal. Despite the fact that he might make a good press boy, he still can't overlook the fundamental errors. He makes them every time.
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I spent Wednesday May 21 in Canoga Park and Chatsworth.
Rob Spallone shot four scenes of white women getting sodomized by black men.
By the end of the day, most everyone was drinking beer. A couple of the black guys took hits on hard liquor. They called each other nigger.
10AM:
DUC calls Rob: "What are you doing?"
Rob: "I'm shooting today and Saturday."
Luke: "Whereabouts?"
Rob: "Today on Parthenia and Tampa."
Luke: "What are you shooting?"
Rob: "Black guys, white girls today."
Luke: "How many scenes?"
Rob: "Four."
Luke: "I'm coming over there now."
I arrive at 10:45AM. Ron Sullivan is preparing to shoot a scene with a tall blonde Australian hooker who's lived in Florida the past five years and Duane, a former Christian.
Duane is a nice quiet black man, too good of a man to be in this business.
I ask Ron for his wife. He says she's editing a 45-minute documentary on the fat gangbang starring Kat Kleevage. They hope to sell it to HBO.
I find the crew eating McBagels.
Rob walks in at 11:20AM. He plans to shoot a feature for VCA Saturday. Six scenes.
Rob smokes a cigarette. "DUC, I'm shooting the world's smallest gangbang. Twenty of them f---ing Brooke Hunter. I'm doing the Howard Stern Show in a few weeks.
"Kendra [Jade] told me you said John Bone moved to Brazil. No he didn't. I see him every month. He makes a car payment."
Luke: "He makes a car payment to you?"
Rob: "Yeah. I gave him a car. He always pays on time. It's a good thing to pay me on time."
Luke: "Have you ever communicated with a space alien?"
Rob: "No."
Luke: "Do you believe that Elvis is still alive?"
Rob: "Yes."
Rob says he's buying a house.
Ron Sullivan tells Duane and Aussie Amber what he wants from them in their scene. Aussie is tall and slender with fake breasts.
Ron to Duane: "You are going to come down the stairs."
Aussie Amber: "Do I have an attitude?"
Ron: "Yeah. You're going to start telling him how sh----- LA is and what's been going on with you. He's not going to say a word. Just tell him the truth. And don't stop.
"Even as he takes off your clothes, you just keep complaining about your whole situation.
"I'm just going to shoot the truth. And I'm not going to stop shooting unless he [Bill Diehl] needs to take photographs. Now I need to shoot about 30-minutes of footage. It usually takes me about 32-minutes to shoot 30-minutes of footage. I get the best footage with the least amount of effort by shooting the truth and keeping the camera on. So don't look at the camera and don't break character."
Aussie: "And when he's doing me, am I still going to be talking sh--?"
Ron: "Why not? Why not if it comes to you? The only time you stop talking is when he sticks his dick in your mouth. You might even try to talk then."
Aussie giggles. She appears naive and nervous, as though she's been battered for much of her life.
Rob walks in and points at Aussie: "You! Come with me."
Aussie: "Uh oh."
Ron: "I'm ready to pull the trigger."
Rob: "Give me one minute."
I follow them.
Rob: "Did you speak to Dick Nasty?"
Aussie: "He has. I said I didn't have a ride. He said, should I tell him you need a ride. I said no, just wait."
Rob: "The people you are working for next called Jim South. You will be working near Jim South's. The worse comes to worse, I'll give you $50 in cash and you can just jump in a cab.
"Dick Nasty tried to make you do a scene for free?"
Aussie: "Yeah. Like listen. Just hold off... He just keeps..."
Rob: "He's a pimp."
Rob turns to me: "She came out here to work for Dick Nasty. Do you owe him any money?"
Aussie: "Swear on my mother's grave. When I left him... I bought my own groceries."
Rob: "Was he charging you to live in his house?"
Aussie: "$100 a week."
Rob: "And taking part of your pay?"
Aussie: "Ten percent."
Rob: "Had lights set up in his bedroom. Calls her into his bedroom and says, 'You have to do a scene with me because my people that I bring the girls around to, want to see me doing the girl."
Aussie: "And if I don't have sex, I'm not getting work.
"I gave him the $400 for the plane ticket, which was all the money I had, so I didn't have him hounding me. Then I walked out of his house."
Rob: "Don't be afraid of anything. Nobody gets any of your money. Jim South doesn't get any of your money.
"Ok listen. I want a nasty filthy scene with that dick in your ass."
Aussie: "Oh God."
Rob: "And you've got to talk very dirty. Goodbye."
The scene begins. Aussie rants.
Ron: "Kiss him. Just take him and kiss him."
Duane: "Should I take her bra off?"
Ron: "Whatever happens, happens. I'm not going to tell you what order to take clothes off. Action! Take him!"
Country (he prefers an obscene spelling of his name, the vulgar term for a woman's sacred place) calls Ron's son Nate, also a pornographer.
Ron gets on the phone: "I'm shooting white girls getting sodomized. Ever do that?"
11:35AM. Country seeks beer.
Country: "I usually drink about a case a day. That's 24 12-ounce brews. I'm trying to slack down. That's when I was younger. I'm a grown man now. I'm 25. I know I look innocent..."
Luke: "Can you still work if you've had a few drinks?"
Country: "Oh yeah, you've never tried?"
Luke: "No."
Country: "You ought to give a bitch that drunk dick."
Luke: "How's it different?"
Country: "When I was 13 and I was sober, I'd f--- her five minutes. When I'm drunk, I can go for three hours. It's cool man."
Luke: "Look at the long fingernails on you."
Country: "That's just to show that I ain't nervous about nothin. I won't get 'em done for nothing. Let my nails grow. I get the dirt out myself.
"D.Wice is my nigger."
Rob on the phone: "He's not hung like a horse at all."
Country: "He's a young nigger just like me. He only been in the game about four months. I've only been in the game eight months. We're cool. I rolled out with him. We shot basketball and everything and chill. I been with heavy hitters. Devlin Weed. Wesley P8pes my cousin. Brian Pumper. I don't know why everybody don't like the cat. He do good s---. Domonique, oh yeah, that's my nigger. All them big name niggers man. Mark Anthony. Trigger. Sledgehammer. I been with all them cats, man."
Rob plans to pull the dwarves out of gift boxes for the world's smallest gangbang.
11:50AM: I see VCA owner Russell Hampshire driving home from VCA.
I stop by Joey Buttafucco's body shop, six blocks from VCA.
I take a ride around and stop by VCA. I walk by the parking lot. I see Mickey G and walk over and have a chat. He's formed a new company and he's selling his first release...
I spot VCA's head of sales Marty Turkel. I sit beside him in the sun and get that calm easy feeling. Marty and I have been friendly for years.
Marty says he prefers my old site to the present one.
Jim Holliday walks out to smoke a cigarette. He's put on an enormous amount of weight. He refuses to let me take a picture. He believes that fans will stop buying his movies if they see how fat he's become.
Luke: "How's Jim Holliday?"
Jim: "Jim Holliday? Who's that? I'm Eddie Cantrell."
Jim's also become increasingly paranoid over the year. He warns me that if I write about him, he will take care of me "old school," meaning I will be beat up.
He says he will sue me if I take a picture because he won't sign a model release. I'm a news photographer not a commercial photographer. I don't need releases to take and publish photos in connection with news stories I report.
That's one of Jim's many fake names for himself.
He's been a recluse the past few years. He points out there have been no articles about him in the porn press.
He complains about his enormous workload and how his helpers want to charge him a half-day's pay just to run a script or tape over to another company.
As long as I've known him, Jim's been feeling the load of weighty responsibilities.
Jim starts talking about that "nigger" [Jayson Blair] who made up a bunch of stories at the New York Times. Jim says it will destroy the credibility of the "liberal" New York Times for 50 years.
Marty disagrees.
I largely agree with Holliday's assessment though I think 50-years is a bit long.
Holliday starts a harangue about how evil I am, how I'm going to get everybody locked up in the next one to three years.
Marty says I am a nice guy.
Wendy Nitze, head of records, walks out in her red sweats, white top. She smokes a cigarette and doesn't say anything. Her husband works at VCA.
Jim says I am evil. That I have evil theories on the industry. Jim barrels over Marty who sits back and enjoys his cigarette.
Holliday remembers an argument we had five years ago about interracial. Jim says I argued with him for two hours that the federal government ought to force white girls "to f-ck niggers."
Jim uses the word "nigger" a lot but adamently rejects any inferences that he is racist.
Marty says there are white niggers.
I point out that many black males call their fellow blacks "niggers." Country did that to me today.
Jim says that it is racist to make it socially acceptable for blacks to call blacks "niggers" but not allow whites to do the same.
Jim rarely includes blacks in his movies.
I don't believe the man is racist. He knows what the fans want.
He makes movies that sell phenomenally.
He's phenomenally organized on his shoots. He may have 20 beautiful high-salaried porn girls on his set on one day and he'll move them all through their scenes with haste.
Jim wonders if I'm allowed on the VCA property. Everyone looks at each other. Nobody knows. Russell isn't here. Somebody suggests that Russell be called and notified I'm on the property.
I lie and claim Marty said it was ok for me to be here.
I don't think I've screwed Russell in the past few weeks, so depending on his mood, he might be ok with me sitting here. Jim's not.
Rob Spallone walks out of VCA and he looks at me with a shock that turns to anger. He wants to get me out of here. He has many connections at VCA. He serves as Jim Holliday's production manager.
Rob yells at me: "Don't write about Jim Holliday. Now get out of here. I'll take you to lunch."
We go to San Carlo Italian Deli, a reputed hangout for wiseguys and pornographers. I used to have my picture on the wall here. The folks behind the counter says Vivid's head of sales, Howard Levine, took it down.
Howard is at the cafe. He's amiable. We chat for a few minutes. He allows me to snap his picture.
Howard says Marty at VCA should call him when the Larry Flynt Publications take-over of VCA is complete and Howard will give him tips on the transition.
Rob: "I told you to get the f--- out of VCA and leave Jim Holliday alone. He makes the best movies in the business."
Luke: "Who got gonorrhea?"
Rob: "Two of Dick Nasty's girls and I was going to use one of them today. I'm f---ed right now. Jim South's out to lunch."
We sit with Joey Buttafucco of tabloid fame.
Rob gets a call from Jim Holliday who tells him not to let me write about him.
Rob: "I will do my best but sometimes he just don't listen to me."
Rob turns to me: "Listen to me. That was Jim Holliday. He says that if you print one thing about him, you're going to get the beating of your life."
Ronald Anthony Bolino joins us. A former heavyweight boxer, he used to collect money for John Gotti. He tells me he used to have dinner with John Gotti twice a month.
Ronnie grew up in Bensonhurst, New York. Two months ago, he had open-heart surgery. His cholesterol is 150 while mine is high, 350. Maybe it will kill me before Jim gets to me.
Rob tells me not to print a thing about Jim Holliday because then Rob is going to be mad at me and Jim is going to kill me.
Rob's cell phone goes off about 100 times while I'm with him. He loudly talks about shooting black guys doing white girls. There are smiling civilians all around us.
The people behind the counter at the San Carlo Deli are just the nicest folks. They're amused by Rob. It's like it's one big family. They prepare a nice vegetarian pasta dish for me. Everyone else eats meat and cheese.
Howard Levine stops by our outside table.
Howard: "So what are you doing these days?"
Luke: "Just trying to be as supportive as I can."
Howard: "So are you selling anything?"
Luke: "No, I just write. I don't own the site. I have nothing to do with the business-end."
Howard: "Do you review stuff?"
Luke: "No."
Howard: "Same old gossip?"
Luke: "Yeah, except I have to be more responsible because somebody else owns the site. It's toned down and more professional."
Howard talks to Ronnie: "I used to work for Mary Joe and David."
Ron: "Mary Joe sucks. David's a good guy. He likes little boys."
Luke: "What?"
Ron: "That's just an inside joke."
David writes: "Very funny, very funny. This is raising my spirits. When I was of draft age, back in the early '70's, there was a little thing going on called the Viet Nam war and believe me, I wasn't about to go. Thank g-d, I was clever enough to get into college and remain there until the draft and the war was over. I have not been or ever will be a Seaman. Why are you asking me anyway? Try asking your source."
Howard laughs: "You've got to watch what you say in front of this guy. He's going to print it in two secs."
Rob reprimands me: "LUKE! Don't get him [Ronnie] in no trouble at all. I'll break your computer."
Rob grabs my taperecorder and threatens to crush it.
I email David: "I was at the San Carlo Deli and this guy Ronnie, former heavyweight boxer, said you liked little boys. When I called him on it he said it was an inside joke about you serving in the [merchant marine]. Or were you once a priest?"
David replies: "Come on. This guy must have me confused with some one else. I was never in the Armed Forces and a priest, pretty funny."
After a career collecting for the Mafia, Ronnie went into the construction business, building thousands of homes, including ones for 15 porners, including Steve Hirsch, owner of Vivid.
Rob tells Howard: "He [Ronnie] just got me a mortgage. I'm buying a house."
Howard: "[Steve Hirsch's] brother [Brad] is refinancing."
Rob: "This guy is the best."
Luke: "The one who was in radio?"
Howard: "Yeah, he was."
I once mistakenly and wrongly and immmorally put Brad Hirsch's home address on my website and for that I am severely sorry and chastened. That was wrong of me. I only meant to give Steve a hard time, for no good reason than sadism.
Rob: "Oh, you love to talk to DUC?"
Howard: "Of course. I want to give DUC all the right information."
Luke: "He's been my inside source on Vivid for years."
Howard: "For years, and I don't even know it."
Howard stares at Ron. "I've met you before. Ron Bolinski."
Joey: "He used to do collections for John Gotti."
Rob: "That's a great thing to say in front of Luke."
Ron: "Don't say anything like that."
Luke: "That's an honorable profession."
Rob: "Someone has to collect the money."
Ron: "He [Howard Levine] probably met me at Steve's when I was there to collect money from him."
I thought I just heard Ronnie saying something about collecting money from Stevie Hirsch for John Gotti but I probably got confused. Or it might've been a case of wishful thinking. To the best of my knowledge, Hirsch is a law abiding citizen and doesn't pay tribute to the Mafia.
Howard to Ron: "Didn't you used to wear gold gloves around your neck?"
Ron: "Dangle gloves. They're too heavy for me to wear now. I had an operation a couple of months ago."
Rob: "He's a very bad man."
Howard: "I remember. I remember."
Ron: "What I said about David was joking."
Luke: "Hey, that's fine. I don't want to be judgmental."
Ron: "He was in the merchant marine or something..."
Rob: "Joey likes to hang out with little kids because they don't read the tabloids.
"I'm good to some of them."
Rob gets a call: "The [HIV] test is one day old? Come on Richard, huh? Don't tell nobody. They're waiting for you. Tell her to get there."
Ron talks about all the people his godson police officer killed and shot. "In ten years, he never gave anybody a ticket."
Joey: "Not giving them a ticket but he's killing them."
Ron explains to me: "I have a lot of different facets to my family."
Some of them are in organized crime. One lives by John Gotti.
Ron: "My godson used to play with Gotti's kids. I could tell you some stories but I'm not going to..."
DUC to Ron: "Who are the biggest scumbags in the porn industry?"
Joey and Ronnie point at Rob.
Joey says his shop repairs a lot of porn star cars.
Rob: "Me and Ronnie came here the other day, right? We pull up. There were these two black kids sitting here."
Joey: "They didn't get up?"
Rob: "No. We got here a little late. We went inside. When I walked up the street to get cigarettes, the check cashing place over there, there's nine zillion cops. The two niggers got up here, ate, and went over there and robbed the place."
Joey: "Did they get caught?"
Rob: "No.
"What do you not want to call a black guy that begins with an "n" and ends with an "r?"
Ron: "Nigger?"
Rob: "Neighbor."
DUC to Rob: "Why do you make so much interracial pornography?"
Rob: "I'm trying to make zebras."
Joey: "Let's take the kids to wrestling."
Rob: "Listen. I've got four frontrow tickets for Anaheim. I can't go. For the third. I'm going to be on a shoot."
I look at Rob's hand. He's got a fingernail painted white.
Rob: "I crushed my finger in the car and it made it black. So I made it white."
Ronnie: "It's just a sign of a pimp. It means he's been a pimp for more than five years."
Luke: "How did Rob pass your credit check?"
Ron: "He's got excellent credit. Sterling. Top 1%."
Ron and Joey get Expresso. Rob picks up the $40 bill.
Joey: "Rob, please, let me do lunch today."
A big tall black guy who looks like Leon Spinks stops by the table and tries to bum a cigarette.
Rob: "I could. What kind do you smoke?"
Man: "What you're smoking."
Rob: "You got a match?"
Man: "Yeah, I got a light."
Rob: "Give me a light."
Rob lights the man a cigarette and gives it to him. Then he returns the lighter.
Rob: "My kids aren't allowed to go to church no more. Yesterday was their last day. I told my wife no more. I don't believe in that priest sh-t, touching the kid. My kid made his communion two weeks ago. Yesterday was their last day. No more."
Joey: "What a beautiful sacred event that was."
Joey jumps up.
Rob: "What's going on?"
Joey: "I want to give these two girls the two chairs."
Ron: "They were coming to sit next to us."
Joey moves the chairs over to the table away from us.
Rob: "What do you ladies do for a living?"
The little dark skinny one is cute. The white woman is hefty.
Cute: "Information Technology. I just graduated yesterday."
Rob: "Do you have a job yet?"
We all start booing Rob for trying to talk the girl into this industry.
Luke: "Do not offer her work Rob."
Joey: "Do not say it."
Rob: "I didn't say a word."
Joey: "We know exactly what you're thinking."
Rob: "That's not right."
Luke: "She's got a flourishing career ahead of her."
Ron: "I know just what you were going to offer her."
The girls giggle.
Rob: "No. They have a dirty mind."
Joey: "You want me to tell them what you were going to say?"
Rob: "I was being nice."
Ron: "He was going to offer you a job."
Ronnie knocked out Mighty Joe Young, a 6'4 260-pound black boxer. "He's an up and coming heavyweight. We put the gloves on and went two rounds and I knocked him out."
Rob's father Joe Spallone fought Jake LaMotta.
Rob: "Cops used to come pick my father up and make him fight people in different neighborhoods in the Bronx. They'd get the toughest kids in the neighborhood for him to fight."
Ron: "We had two cops who used to drive us around the neighborhood, beat us with a rubber hose, take us home to our fathers, and knock on the door and say here. Father would go bam."
Rob describes his movie shoot of today: "White girls taking it in the ass by monkeys."
I tell the girls: "I'm a Christian minister. I'm trying to bring these men to the Lord."
A beautiful woman drives up and asks, "Is my Daddy there?"
Joey: "I'll be your daddy."
Confucy writes on setgo.com: "Hey [DUC]! I read on YNOT that JFK's camera was destroyed and Lensman bought him a new Nikon. Why don't you have Jimmy destroy your crappy camera on his next movie, and then come back to the boards and whine a little about not having a camera. Lensman, FM, or JoeE may buy you a new one."Kickin' with Maggie Star, Boys In The Hood
2003-05-23 15:41:46
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Herbie the Dentist: "I am enjoying the Hell out of the whole L-ke F-rd thing. I am just a consumer of porn. I have no time or energy to actually follow people in the industry around or ask questions. The fact that this guy comes out of nowhere and digs up so much stuff (some of it true - some of it not so true) is amazing!
He has really changed my view of people in the XXX business and the way the business runs. Previously, I had the impression that the industry was semi-cohesive and that they had a plan and some degree of control (a lot like organized crime a.k.a The Mob). What I am seeing and hearing is a bunch of barely-competent people trying to hold together a way of life that is ready to blow apart.
Why these people give Luke the time of day is bewildering.
They say some incredibly stupid things in front of him, then complain that he prints it. They invite him onto a live radio broadcast and act like a bunch of kindergarteners. They openly misquote and misrepresent him more than he has ever misrepresented the industry. These are the supposed leaders/movers and shakers? These are the people in driver's seat of a mutil-million dollar industry?
I thought that if these people were so powerful and so close to 'The Dark-Side' of the force, they would have dealt with what they term 'the greatest threat to their business' in a much more casual way. Hey Luke, any hitmen show up at your door lately? Don't worry, it doesn't sound like this crew is competent enough to prove any harm to anyone but themselves.
May 21, 2003.
1:30PM
Rob Spallone leaves his keys in his Mercedes and his top down while we eat lunch at the San Carlo Italian Deli.
Rob and I drive while rap music plays in the car.
Luke: "Why are you listening to black music?"
Rob: "I don't. That's my kids. I listen to this."
Rob turns on the CD player to Natalie Cole. The player skips every time we hit a bump. The stereo cost $8000 and it don't work right.
We drive down Owensmouth, past Goalie Entertainment and the Free Speech Coalition offices at 9640.
Rob is a crazily aggressive driver. He talks on his cell phone, jiggles with the stereo, zooms in and out of lanes...
Luke: "Isn't this a lovely day for making porn?"
Rob: "No day is a lovely day for making smut."
We stop by Rob's office at Mystic Productions. Rob's Dad Joe Spallone serves as general manager.
We're on the road again to Rob's set.
Jack Richmond, the Jewish owner of Legend, phones.
Rob: "Him and Russ are so good to me. Jack and Bruce [Mendlesohn, owners of Legend]are great guys."
Luke: "What's the name of the movie you're making today?"
Rob: "Bang My White Tight Ass. And next week is Mature Kinks. I already shot that. I'm going to lose this movie because that's how honest I am."
Rob phones Jack back. "Are you all right? Jack, I shot it last week. I shot an old lady thing and an old lady girl-girl. I turned it in the other day. I'm not shooting it next week. That's how honest I am."
Rob tells me: "He told me he's falling behind and he needs an old lady tape. I could've shot another movie. Yeah, I would've made money. But why should I rob a guy who's good to me?
"I'm on my 30-something movie this year."
We drive up to the set and see a cute young thing, 19-year old Maggie Star.
Rob: "You haven't done any black anal yet?"
Maggie: "No."
Rob: "Are you sure?"
Maggie: "I'm sure."
Rob gathers Maggie to her scene partner D.Wise.
D.Wise: "What's up baby?"
Rob: "Hav you worked with him yet?"
Maggie: "No."
Rob: "Would you like to look at his dick first?"
Rob to D.Wise: "See if your dick will fit in her ass."
Maggie giggles.
We're in the makeup room.
Country comes in and pulls it out. Cherie, the Jewish porn star, strokes it and says it will be just fine. Maggie checks out D.Wice's equipment and approves it.
Country: "Who can't take the big one?"
Maggie. "I can take Jack Napier [vaginally]."
Cherie: "DUC, you should come shoot pictures of my horseriding competition."
Cherie looks in great shape.
Maggie's been in porn for three-and-a-half months and has appeared in 46 videos. "I was in the AVN. I did the fluffing job for the bum gangbang. I got great reviews. I took over that thing."
Luke: "What were the bums like?"
Maggie: "They were regular actors."
Luke: "They were just playing bums."
Maggie: "Yeah."
Rob walks in: "Why you scaring the girl for? Two black guys and a retard [DUC] scaring the little white girl."
D.Wise tells Maggie: "If you could take Jack Napier in your pussy, you will have no problem taking me in your ass."
Maggie: "That's great. Can I see your c---?"
I leave the room and chat with Ron. He had 80 fights as an amateur and 33 fights as a pro. He had 11 fights at Madison Garden.
Ron: "I was 32-0 until I met Ernie Shavers who split my kidney in six rounds.
"I won the Golden Gloves twice in New York. I lived in New York for 41-years. I used to weigh 226. Now I'm 240.
"Two years ago, I got an offer to fight Gerry Coetzee (the great white hope of 15 years ago). They wanted him to come out of retirement. They offered me $400,000. I told them no. I know Gerry Coetzee. I can hurt Gerry Coetzee on a bad day in June. I didn't think the fight was right just for the money. I declined it."
Luke: "Did you ever throw a fight?"
Ron: "You can get hit for that. I never even considered it."
2PM. Maggie Star smokes a cigarette outside with Matt Prior, operator of the stage. It's about 90 degrees.
Maggie Star turns 20 years old in August.
Matt has a Celtic symbol around his neck and an iron cross around his left hand. My friend Jim Goad is also into the iron cross. Matt has long hair and a low key manner. Matt has no tattoos and no jewelry.
Maggie has three tattoos.
Maggie: "I don't think you can take a shot of this one [on her leg]. It's a logo."
Luke: "I can take a shot of anything. I'm reporter. I'm not using it for commercial purposes."
Maggie: "Did you see that MTV show Jackass? It's the Jackass logo.
"I skateboard and I do stuff like that. I'm self-destructive."
Maggie's back is burned from a vacation in Key West, Florida.
Luke: "Why would someone into self-destruction get into the porn industry, which is all about building up society?"
Matt chuckles.
Maggie: "I guess it's the pain. It's actually paying for school and paying for my equipment."
Luke: "Is that what you tell all..."
Maggie: "I go to Pierce [Junior College] and I've got a semester left and I'm going to CSUN or MI (Music Institute of North Hollywood)."
Luke: "You're going to get a music degree? What do you play, the flute?"
Maggie: "Yes, I play the skin flute. Actually, no. I play keyboard, guitar, bass, drums, tamborines."
DUC asks: "Did your musical background help prepare you for this industry?"
Maggie takes the question seriously: "Yeah, because being on stage you are not afraid of anything. After being on camera, it should be easy for me. If five million people could hear me scream and sing, I think I could stand people seeing me naked..."
Luke: "Have you been asked to use any of your musical abilities in any porn films yet?"
Maggie: "I just bought a keyboard...and I'd like to compose music for pornos. I've done a scene singing Ministry, an industrial metal band."
Country warms himself up for his scene sipping on a Red Bull. He also has a beer and cognac.
Ron Sullivan tells Country and Cherie that he's going to shoot the truth of their scene.
Ron Sullivan: "I've shot her before. She took one of the biggest white dicks in the history of the world and slammed it right up her ass before the guy could say his name. You slapped the s--- out of him."
Ron switches to Country: "I like the idea of you not talking to her. Just stare at her."
Ron to Cherie: "Call him a thug, a pimp. Make sure he's not a fake thug but the real deal. He looks like a thug from the way he's dressed."
I wander over to talk to Maggie again.
Luke: "How did you get into this industry?"
Maggie speaks softly while Ron shoots: "I went to apply for a secretary's job at Legend. They asked me if I wanted to do porn. I took off my clothes and showed them my body. I decided against doing porn.
"I didn't want to work there as a secretary because I thought they were perverts. I went to work at Countrywide Home Loans. I photographed my ass on the Xerox machine. And I signed it and passed it around.
"Six months later, they were going to the AVN Awards. They said they needed a pretty chick to go with them. All expenses paid. I met a bunch of people I liked and I decided to do this."
Luke: "Where did this come from?"
Maggie: "I've always been a sexual person. I was licking pussy when I was six."
Luke: "Family members?"
Maggie: "No, never. I would go across the street...
"I grew up in the San Fernando Valley. My Mom hung out with the Hells Angels and my Dad was a dirty rodeo cowboy."
Star was 13 years old when she lost her virginity. She'd been with 18 guys before she entered porn. "Does that explain a lot?"
I gather in a room with Rob Spallone and Maggie.
Maggie: "I live by myself."
Rob: "Isn't she cute?"
Luke: "Yeah."
Rob: "What's she doing in the porno business?"
Luke: "She should be a secretary."
Ron: "She looks like a music teacher."
Rob to Maggie: "You want to f--- him [DUC]? He'll make you famous."
I blush.
Maggie giggles.
Luke: "Do you have any relatives in organized crime?"
Maggie: "My great grandpa..."
Rob: "Uh huh..."
Maggie: "...used to help Al Capone. Probably back in Italy."
Rob: "Get back into make-up."
I follow her. "I'm helping her with her make-up."
Maggie: "I've done almost every Jim Powers series."
Star will visit Max Hardcore May 22.
Luke: "Have you ever communicated with an alien?"
Maggie: "Yes."
Luke: "What did they say?"
Maggie: "They said that they are here. They're up there. They weren't like talking to me. They weren't right there.
"I was out in the desert, Trona."
Luke: "Were you smoking anything?"
Maggie: "I was on shrooms. I had a really bad trip because there's a naval base there and they do chemical testing. They used to do rituals like voodoo black magic rituals. I just got a negative feeling and I just started thinking about things I'd never thought of and it just added up that there's something out here.
"I do tarot cards and stuff."
Luke: "Do you believe in the Devil?"
Maggie: "No, because if you believe in the Devil you believe in God. I'm agnostic."
Luke: "What do you think about Jesus?"
Maggie: "I think that Jesus was a real guy and like psychics and everyone else, he knew what was going on and what was going to happen. He tried to make things better. Everyone didn't agree with him and thought he was crazy and they killed. I don't think he was the son of god. I think he was a messenger."
Luke: "A messenger from?"
Maggie: "From God. Or Higher Power or whatever. I'm Catholic. I've read the Bible several times."
Luke: "Do you think the Jews have suffered for killing Jesus?"
Maggie: "I think we've all suffered."
Luke: "Do you have siblings?"
Maggie: "I have one brother who is a professional skateboarder, Brandon McCartney, and I have a younger sister, Ryan, who is 16."
Luke: "Has she seen your videos?"
Maggie: "Yes, I'm very open with her."
Luke: "Which is her favorite?"
Maggie: "The prison one. I got to beat up some chicks. She liked the acting in it."
Maggie stands 5'3" and weighs about 100 pounds. Her chest measures 34B.
Star says she was afraid to run away from home as a kid because she knew she'd be hunted down by Hells Angels.
Maggie Star started smoking dope at age 12 and was a major pothead in her teens. "I've started to cut down. It puts you in a major depression if you smoke all the time. And you get lazy."
She now smokes dope once a week.
D.Wise walks in.
Luke: "I'm getting her all ready for you. I'm emotionally priming her."
D.Wise: "Talking like that isn't going to get her ready for me. You've got to strip her naked and give her a body massage."
Luke: "I would but my religious beliefs preclude it."
Ron Sullivan stops by the make-up room.
Luke: "I'm getting her all ready for you Ron."
Ron: "Maggie's ready for me."
Maggie: "I'm always ready for you babe."
D.Wise: "She just needs to be ready for me."
Ron: "Have you missed me?"
Maggie: "Yes I have."
Ron: "Me too."
Maggie: "I had fun the last time."
Ron: "Me too. We're going to have fun this time too."
Maggie: "Of course. I have fun with you every time."
Ron: "Don't we though? We just do the damndest things together.
"I always like to go home with a sense of shame from the work we've done here."
DUC to D.Wise: "Do you feel like they are stereotyping you in these movies?"
D.Wise: "Hell yes. The black dude always has to be the thug."
Luke: "They're always portraying you as thugs. Why can't you play a CEO? It seems to grind in the most negative stereotypes."
D.Wise: "They want you to drink beer, talk a lot of slang, call girls bitches, look ho, suck this di--."
Luke: "And you'd never do that in normal life."
D.Wise: "I do that every day. I'm kidding. That's not my style. I'm one of the more proper brothers."
Rob Spallone walks in and yells at me: "Leave the girl alone!"
Luke: "I'm helping her with her make-up."
D.Wise has appeared in about 50 movies. He says he likes receiving head, but only from women, not men.
"I came into the business as a manager. I represented Princess, Serena Jade, Pebbles, Tracy Mathis... I helped Scott and Brandy Lyons..."
I stand outside in the sun with Maggie. She sits between my legs. I play with her hair.
Maggie asks me what I think happened to Jesus.
Luke: "I think the Romans killed him."
Maggie, whose Italian: "You think my people killed him? Is that why we're so evil?"
Xander walks out. I assure him that though it may look like I am in a compromising position...
"Everything's kosher here, Xander..."
Xander laughs: "Oh, ok..."
Luke: "I don't want you be worried. It's just a journalistic technique they taught me at Columbia Journalism School."
Maggie: "I don't know what the hell you are doing to my hair but you're a weirdo."
I lean over and snap photos of Maggie's face close-up.
Maggie: "You took a picture of my big nose."
Luke: "You don't have a big nose. It's just prominent."
Maggie: "Why are you still taking pictures?"
Luke: "I'm making you a star."
Maggie: "I'm a star in my heart. Gosh, you are so crazy. You have to erase these pictures. They are horrible."
Luke: "You've got a Jewish nose."
Maggie: "Everyone thinks that. I'm not Jewish."
Luke: "Would you like to convert to Orthodox Judaism and have ten of my kids?"
Maggie: "No. And I won't eat your gefilte fish either. You can shove it up your butt."
Luke: "Would you eat my baloney?"
Maggie: "I'm eating your baloney right now. It's just flowing out of your mouth."
I take my tape recorder and put it between her legs.
Luke: "Hold my tape recorder right there."
Maggie: "It's right between my legs."
Luke: "What's the last book you read?"
Maggie: "I just reread The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I love it. They have a DVD out it and I watched that after. The sarcasm was great. I like English TV shows. I just got the DVD set of Fawlty Towers."
Star smokes a cigarette.
I struggle to tighten the cord attached to my digital camera.
Luke: "Are you really strong?"
Star: "Yes."
Luke: "Could you tighten that for me?"
Star does and makes it much tighter than I could do.
Star: "I work out. I have to play bass so my fingers and arms are tight."
Luke: "Are you sure you don't want to wear a wig on your head when you get married and fast on Yom Kippur? And keep the Sabbath?"
Star: "Are you trying to propose to me and turn me into Jewish?"
Luke: "Yeah. Am I compromising my journalistic values?"
Star: "You're pretty good but being porn you can't get too technical with the questions because most girls don't have answers like I do."
Luke: "Some of them have really funny answers like Violet Blue."
Star: "How could you blame just one ethnicity for Jesus dying?"
Our conversation moves to other topics.
Star: "I listen to negative music because it is the truth. The singers put their heart into it and they are saying something true about their lives and their suffering. We relate to that. I love Tool. Maynard puts words out... He's an amazing writer. His philosophy. What bothers him about the world. They sing about truth, not about 'I've got money and bitches and hos.' What we go through every day to live. If I didn't have that, I think I'd be in a mental institution."
I follow Maggie into the make-up room.
DUC, and part of me is serious, addresses Maggie: "I've been thinking and I don't want you to do the scene. I will take care of you."
She giggles. I walk away.
Two minutes later, I walk into Rob's room. Maggie Star is down on her knees before a Vietnamese guy. Her top is down. She's blowing him.
I feel my heart breaking. I'm appalled. She's not getting paid for this. She's just doing it as a favor for Rob or because she's curious.
The guy put four marbles in his penis while serving time in prison. He says women like the sensation.
If Maggie were getting paid for this, I could better understand and come to terms with her wantonness. What a slut.
I feel shocked, angry, sad, depressed. I take my emotions and stuff them deep inside and return to reporting as a neutral observer. A girl who sucks strange cock is not my dream girl.
Maggie gets up and pulls on her top.
Rob: "What do they feel like? Real marbles?"
Maggie: "Yeah, they move around."
Rob: "Is that sick?"
Rob wants to put the guy in the business as a freak.
Rob: "When I told him I never heard of that, he told me that a lot of people have it."
Rob met the guy when he was installing a satellite dish at a home Rob and company rent out to porn girls.
Rob: "Jack called me up and asked me to shoot two movies next week."
DUC to Maggie: "Did I ever tell you that I have marbles in my penis?"
Maggie giggles: "That's a nice come-on line. I've got to get rid of you. Stop following me around."
Rob talks to David Cruse, talent agent. David's a day late. He was supposed to book talent for today's shoot.
Rob: "He calls every day."
3:15PM Country's having wood problems in his scene with Cherie.
3:20PM: Rob: "We've got this pig [Maggie Star] and then we've got the Italian pig [Alexandra] and then we're done."
Rob asks D.Wise to make a beer run.
I chat with Greg Hunter, in porn for nine years, principally as an editor.
Silvio brings a tall tattooed busty blonde in with him - Josie. She's done two XXX movies.
Rob lectures Josie: "You do nothing for free. If you have any problems, I am good friends with Jim South. You can use my name.
Country smoke weed in the form of cigarette.
Rob: "That's weed? How did you put it in a cigarette like that?"
Country: "All you've got to do is knock the nicotene out of it and put the pot in."
Country says he's had nine beers today. His girlfriend is Pebbles.
Country laughs: "Yeah, that's my bitch. Yeah, that's my bitch."
Silvio shows me his bottle of cognac. He takes a hit.
Josie: "I like Jack Daniels."
Country takes a hit. "This is good s---."
Josie tends bar. She entered porn by putting a picture of herself on Adultstaffing.com and fielded offers.
3:50PM Ron Sullivan blows in. He's furious at the three Vietnamese spectators invted by Rob to the set. They were sitting watching the Maggie- D.Wise scene until Ron tossed them.
"I don't come watch you when you have sex. Where do you get off coming here watching these people have sex? Get out of here. Get out of here right now. Go."
Sullivan yells for a few minutes and leaves the room. The Vietnamese smile meekly and hang around.
Rob: "I have trouble having sex when there's someone in the next room."
4:10PM: Alexandra, a sexy 37-year old Italian woman with small natural breasts, walks in. She lives at Rob's house.
Alexandra says her friend Cameron was getting ripped off buying bad-quality drugs at an exorbitant price so Alex sends her to a better drug dealer.
Alex laughs when I repeat the information into my taperecorder.
Rob: "It's not funny. I don't like it. I don't believe in drugs.
"They're all out.
"I catch anyone at my house using drugs, you're all out of the house. And you are all out of the business. What happens if I call up every shooter and say, 'If you use this girl, I'm going to break your legs.' Do you think he's going to shoot you?"
Luke: "Would you say something like that?"
Rob: "Yeah."
Rob to Alexandra: "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable at the house."
Alex: "I don't feel uncomfortable."
Rob: "Yes you do."
Alex: "For what? For Tony [from Australia]? Or for you breaking people's legs?
"I feel uncomfortable with Tony so last night I slept outside. He wakes up and he swears nonstop."
Silvio says Alexandra is his girlfriend.
Alexandra: "You're not my girlfriend. I'm sorry."
I push Alexandra on to Rob and snap a photo.
Rob pushes her away. "My wife reads this thing."
Luke: "She does. She loves it. It gets her so excited to see that Rob is attractive to other women."
Duc to Alexandra: "It's not right when people get ripped off trying to buy good quality drugs."
Alexandra giggles and agrees with me.
Alex: "He swears like a dog. He's really abusive."
Luke: "Does he ever try to touch you?"
Alex: "Yeah."
Luke: "Inappropriately?"
Alex laughs.
Luke: "Did he ever try to have sex with you?"
Alex: "Of course he did."
Luke: "Did you allow him?"
Alex: "NO."
Alex says she will kill this Tony guy if he threatens her again. "He's on drugs."
Rob: "The guy that she don't like is the guy who brought her there."
DUC to Alex: "Does your family have any Mob connections?"
Alex: "My father knows lots of people. He's a bank manager."
Josie looks at the cognac and says she's more of a bourbon drinker.
Alexandra has been in America for 18-months and in porn for six weeks, appearing in 15 films. She lived in London for 15-years. She has a 13-year old daughter.
Alex: "Porno takes all the drama away from your life, all the jealousy, all the possessiveness..."
Silvio is married to a white Jewish woman. They have no children. They own two homes.
Silvio: "I got a wife, a girlfriend, a mistress and whole bunch of punk bitches that I just f---."
Silvio asks Jose to hang out with him tonight.
She tries to make up her mind while she drinks a Bud Light.
Duane Cummins was just laid off from his day job selling transmission parts.
Alexandra went out with Ron Jeremy for a week. Every time they went out, they had sex. "A couple of times it was in a public bathroom."
Luke: "Was Ron a good conversationalist?"
Alex: "Ahhhh..."
Luke: "Did he mainly talk about himself?"
Alex: "He does, yah. He listens as well. He's all right. He's funny. He said we could have children together.
"I have two younger sisters. They are married with children. They stopped having parties. But I never stopped."
D.Wise and Maggie finish their scene.
D.Wise: "I'm going to go kickin' with Maggie."
Rob: "Why don't you just take her phone number?"
Maggie and D.Wise leave together.
Duane says he only gets drunk and high on occasion. "I'm a health freak."
Luke: "Do you go to church every Sunday?"
Duane: "That would be an interesting story if I told you my life story. Another time."
Rob: "This is a good kid."
Luke: "Were you a preacher?"
Duane: "I was going to be."
Duane grew up with his family in South Central LA and Crenshaw. His parents divorced when he was a kid. He was baptized and publicly gave his life to Christ.
Then he discovered there was a lot of "bulls---" with his religion and left it. But he still has many of the mannerisms and values of evangelical Christianity.
The girls today earn $600-$800 per interacial anal scene.
Khunrum writes: When I was dating the tittie dancer waitress Candy (briefly) I met several of her friends. It seems all the stereotypes we hear about these girls are true. They are from trailer park homes and were raped by their cousins or uncles, whatever. They have no skills and are basically lazy. Crazy too. They do it for the "easy money"...Because they don't have to be at work everyday at a specific time. I bet porno chicks are the same.
This is the real question. If this Rob Spallone is your buddy why didn't he ask ms. Maggie to blow you instead of a stranger off the street (with marbles in his dick no less)? Certainly he could see your were smitten by this shicksa trollop. It would have been a nice gesture of friendship to ask her to honk your unit instead of the Asian's. Could it be a power trip to make you feel bad?
An interesting aside. After getting resoundingly cornholed by the Afro she was working with, Ms. Maggie followed him out the door for some further partying. One would think that after a thorough anal rutting by some hung black dude ms. Maggie would collect her 600 to 800 dollars and go rest some place to restore her shattered tush. Not so. Makes me think she had lot's of tread left on her rear Firestone.
Rob writes: I think Dennis Prager would want you to feel joy for the Vietnamese guy instead of pity for yourself.Is Jim Holliday A Racist?
2003-06-03 07:47:10
Jamie Brian writes on RAME: I just read Jim Holliday's comments on [thereal]Geneross.com and found it strange when he said that he wasn't a racist...
"Through all his (DUC) inaccuracy and ineptitude, it's small comfort that he doesn't consider me to be a racist because I'm not." Jim Holliday said on Gene's site. He went on endorse Gene Ross' website. Isn't it odd that only a year ago, Gene Ross was printing stories about how Jim Holliday WAS a racist.
The below is an excerpt from an interview on GeneRossextreme.com, dated Tuesday 6/25/02:
Gene Ross interviews Veronica Caine regarding Sorority Sex
Kittens 5:
"Caine: I'm sure there's a multitude. But I only had experience with one that stands out like a sore thumb in my memory. That would be Jim Holliday-VCA, blonds, all the bullsh-t. He's a piece of work. The last time I worked for him which will probably be why it's the last time I worked for him, he
had a couple of incidents that happened on a shoot. One of them was a personal conversation between the two of us where he was explaining to me why it's not a good idea 'to burn coal' as he claims. For those of you who don't know, that means having sex with black people. He proceeded to tell me how Jim Kelly has never burned coal and never will. Sure, she might get one
or two more black fans bit she would lose 40% of her fans- he had it narrowed down to those exact figures- that it would be 40% of her fans she'd lose if she ever touched a black dick. This is the guy who's writing me a paycheck in the next couple of days so I'm just nodding my head, thinking you fat, f-cking bigot. But I'm smiling going okay, right. Talk to you later. The very next day I'm on his set again. I'm involved in this shoot where there's one black girl Diana Devoe in the scene: five girls all told, four white, one black. We're all having sex with Evan Stone who's seated in chair. We're merry-go-rounding around him. Another girl who was sitting behind the monitor with Jim Holliday watching the action got very upset
because he turned to her and said we should have the black girl go last because the white girls aren't going to want to touch the cock after the black girl has touched it. Basically after she's put her mouth and vagina on it that it would be "too dirty" for us clean, white girls to be touching. He had apparently made enough of these comments that she stood up in the middle and began screaming at him. She basically told him to the effect that I'm f-cking sick of you. I can't stand you anymore. I don't want to f-ckin' hear your f-ckin bullsh-t racist remarks anymore. I'm f-ckin outta her. f-ck you.
Which of course caught the attention of everyone in the building. The rest of the afternoon was spent by Jim Holliday trying to approach everyone individually or as a group expressing the fact that he's never been a racist and would never say any racist comment. This is less than 24 hours after the burning coal bullsh-t conversation I had with him. And he's just kissing everyone's ass. Because his main cameraman's black. His left hand woman, his assistant is married to the black cameraman. He really wanted to cover his ass and make it seem like he would never say anything discriminatory like
that. I noticed he averted his eyes from me because I'm sure he remembered we had this conversation and wouldn't ask if I remembered him saying...because he knew I would be like, well, yesterday....
Gene: And you completed the scene despite those circumstances.
Caine: We completed the scene. Diania Devoe and I are real friendly and we talked afterwards. She just shook her head like what are you going to do. Anyway it was amusing for me to here that among other problems this is one of the things that people seem to be noticing what's lacking in Jill Kelly and I'm sure VCA and probably Vivid too in their cable stuff. Whoever these
people are that are buying and selling the cable movies that have this control over exactly what people want to see, they're not in tune with what people want. If you're putting out pure white with no brown or black no nothing mixed , who's really watching that? Just white people. Do only white people like porn? I don't understand. When people get all ignorant on me
like that, I'm flustered. I've obviously kept this incident inside. When I go to work with a really cool guy like Daren James or Mr. Marcus, and I think there's people out there that are saying I'm not going to hire him; or we don't do that here, that's just bullsh-t. People are trying to make a living in this business like we all are. Who's to say what people do or
don't want to see." (GeneRossExtreme.com - 6/25/02)
Now, I'm not one to make any judgement calls because I love Jim Holliday. Seriously, I could listen to this guy talk about toe fungus and think it was amazing. I sort of think of Jim as a porno version of Quentin Tarantino, only older and less hyper. As for Gene Ross, I was overjoyed to see him make a return a few months back because I consider him to be a fine journalist, I just wished he would have challenged Jim Holliday on this racism thing - since the allegations arose on his old site.
It would have been amazing just to here what Jim had to say regarding the incident. There is always two sides to every story - and this would have been a good time to hear them both!
Global writes: When a person denies an accusation where to begin? Has Jim Holliday ever made a racist comment, probably, who hasn't?
Does he go out of his way to be a racist?
Some do. He might at times, there is discrimination in porn, that is no surprise. We see it couples at Vivid. We hear reports of some southern dudes hating to see white chicks with blacks. Lies that the Attorney General will crack down on inter-racial porn.
I don't know what argument there is humans having sex is illegal.
Types of sex, choking, slapping, anything that suggests child porn can and should be regulated. Rape scenes prohibited.
Its complete sh-t catering to what racists want. Has anything hottie Silivia Saint been in not sold when she did inter-racial?
To hell with porn chicks who go along with racist directors and promotions. Bastards are the dudes who promote negative stereotypes.
I've enjoyed the high jinks white guys in black face paint and afro wig. I've yet to see black guys in white face or body paint acting like a white guy in a wig.
Eddie Murphy did that in some movie.
That kind of sh-t has no business in porn. Every black guy is some thug, gangbanger. Bringing real gang members is no stretch, like Snoop Dogg.
How many parolee's have we seen. Porn chicks will do white criminalsjust out of jail before a black guy in some scenerio's. They probably don't have a choice. I'm not saying the black guys aren't parolee's too.
Some chicks only want that kind, long as their white. Companies like Vivid go out of their way not to cross races in their video's. They don't have me as a customer.
It does begin with people who sign the porn check. Then the porn actors choose who they work with.
I doubt many men look at Diana Devoe and only see her color of skin. Her tits are enormous and she's got a pretty hot body.
If a racist dick can't get up for her, he's the dumb fool.
Jim Holliday can claim all that conversation was a joke. He was just having fun with the girls on that porn shoot.
Some people are horrible comedians. There is no way to prove what he said had bad intentions. The conversation is hearsay and those who hate Jim Hollidays kind of comments shouldn't work with the guy anymore no matter how desperate they are to make money.
The earth won't stop rotating if racist say WE ARE WRONG.
It will just spin more smoothly because after all skin color doesn't matter, we're all humans.
There is no legal, moral, knowledgeable opinion that can be formed suggesting racism is a truth.
Failures of humanity come in every color of skin. Gifted humans come from different races of people.
The problem still exists those in power are racist and want to keep people divided. But nobody has to go along with it.
If a viewer wants to punish racists in porn, just don't buy their junk.