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Torn Between Torah And Flesh
Jack writes: "Raymond and Hannah by Stephen Marche is a so-so book about a shaygetz [gentile man]. It's worth breezing through -- deemed provocative due to XXX scenes in context of book about young woman torn between Torah study and goyish boyfriend."
From the book description:
This boldly contemporary love story combines sex and seriousness, physical lust and spiritual longing. Raymond and Hannah hook up at a party; a one-night stand expands into a weeklong passionate and surprisingly deep love affair. Then Hannah leaves for a year in Jerusalem. With six thousand miles separating their bodies, the energy of love and lust must be sublimated to the written word. While Hannah immerses herself in Torah and the Orthodox world of Jerusalem, Raymond remains in multicultural Toronto, working on his dissertation on Robert Burton's The Anatomy of Melancholy.
Over the school year, Hannah's growing love for her Jewishness is more and more at odds with her love for a blond, blue-eyed WASP. And Raymond, pining in Toronto, seems to be living out his dissertation before he's even written it. Can this new love affair survive distance, cultural dissonance, and out-of-sync, late-night e-mails? In this remarkable debut, carnal love confronts religion and culture, and modern passion finds its counterpoint in ancient texts.
It's Been A Tough year For Pat Myne
Mike South writes that Metro owes him 40K. Stormy is divorcing him for Mike Moz.
Webmaster Nick@Ilynx Proud Of Money He Earned From Crescent Scam
Nick writes on the board he owns, Oprano.com:
I part-owned Traffic Inc which became the biggest click broker after Serge retired. Crescent paid me a fortune. I admit it.
I'm not a snivelling hypocrite. I thank my friend Serge for puttting me in touch with them. I sent them traffic , lots of it too.Whatever they did with it was their business.
As far as I'm concerned they paid on time and very very well. I think excess of a million per month some months. I found them to be very professional.
Here is the interesting point.... I thought my rivals at the time were 12 Clicks and Brad? I thought they also got paid by Crescent? In fact, I remember getting a call from them to stop sending traffic to Serge (whilst Serge was on holiday, even then they had to stab in the back ), and for me to send traffic to them as they would pay better.
Arthur Miller - The Great Pretender
Terry Teachout writes in the WSJ:
I recently described "After the Fall," the 1964 play in which Miller first made fictional use of his unsuccessful marriage to Marilyn Monroe, as "a lead-plated example of the horrors that result when a humorless playwright unfurls his midlife crisis for all the world to see," written by a man "who hasn't a poetic bone in his body (though he thinks he does)." For me, that was his biggest flaw. He was, literally, pretentious: He pretended to have big ideas and the ability to express them with a touch of poetry, when in fact he had neither. His final play, "Finishing the Picture," was yet another rehash of the Monroe-Miller ménage in which he resorted one last time to what I referred to in this space last fall as "pseudo-poetic burble" ("What we had that was alive and crazy has been pounded into some hateful, ordinary dust").
I wonder how much attention would now be paid to Miller if he hadn't married Monroe, and if the House Un-American Activities Committee hadn't made the mistake of subpoenaing him in 1956 to testify about his Communist ties (which were extensive, though he always denied having been an actual party member), thereby bringing about his citation for contempt of Congress when he refused to "name names." The one made him a pop-culture footnote, the other a liberal icon.
Fred writes: "What's next? dissin' Shakespeare? You Phillistine! But let's hear it for the true icons of modern American culture--folks like Rob Black!"
Christian Mann writes: "Maybe Teachout is right about the specific Miller works he discusses. I don't know and I don't care. The bottom line for me is that Miller introduced me to Willie Loman, a guy I would meet over and over again in business and in life. If Loman's character exists in earlier works by Shakespeare or others, he was never brought to life so perfectly to fit this archtype of a particular modern American man. For that, I will always be grateful to Miller. I confess, my strong feelings have to do with my fear of someday becoming Willie."
Gambino thugs plead guilty to X-rated ring
A half-dozen Gambino mobsters copped pleas yesterday to the biggest consumer fraud in U.S. history - preying on hapless porn Web site users and phone sex customers in a huge $650 million scam.
Brooklyn U.S. Attorney Roslynn Mauskopf said thousands of customers in the U.S., Europe and Asia were victimized by the vast operation - which pelted dupes with bogus credit card and phone bill charges - between 1996 and 2002.
Operating behind a maze of 64 companies, they lured suckers to X-rated Web sites promising "free tours" of the lurid content. The viewers were required to give their credit or debit card numbers as proof of age. Then the unwitting victims were hit with charges of up to $90 on their card.
Under the deal struck yesterday, just hours before jury selection, Martino will serve 10 years and forfeit $15 million.
LoCascio will get seven years and have to pony up $4.7 million. Gambino associate Zef Mustafa will get five years and forfeit $1.7 million.
Gambino soldier Andrew Campos and associate Thomas Pugliese face two years and $300,000 in restitution. Family associate Daniel Martino, Richard's older brother, will serve five years and pay $1.5 million.
Richard Martino
Salvatore LoCascio
Mike Brunker writes for MSNBC:
Another figure in the case who might have been called to testify is Carl Ruderman, a 60-something-year-old publisher and philanthropist who reportedly was the secret owner of Crescent Publishing.
Ruderman, dubbed "the invisible man" of porn by fellow skin magazine publisher Al Goldstein in 1989 for his low profile, was never charged with any crime, reportedly because he told authorities that he delegated responsibility for day-to-day operations of Crescent Publishing to Chew and had no knowledge of the billing scam.
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According to Luke F-rd, a pioneer blogger and keen observer of the Internet porn scene, the scheme was able to roll up such huge numbers because of deals Crescent made with two Internet traffic brokers - Serge Birbrair and Yishai Habari - that resulted in millions of porn-seeking surfers a day being directed to the sites.
"Yishai and Serge made millions off the scam and escaped FTC prosecution because they only functioned as traffic brokers," Ford wrote on his Web site.
Sheldon Ranz Responds To Eric Danville, Luke
One of the first persons I talked to regularly on the Internet was New Yorker Sheldon Ranz. We met through RAME (rec.arts.movies.erotica) in January 1997 and despite our strong disagreements, we communicated in various forms (email, telephone and snail mail) for several months.
Sheldon and I disagreed about many things:
* I suspected that organized crime played a greater role in the industry than he did.
* He was an leftist deist and I was a right-wing theist. I believed in the moral necessity or organized religion. He did not.
* Sheldon had a more positive view of the industry than I did.
* I enjoyed many of Patrick Riley's acerbic views on the industry while Riley and Ranz hated each other.
Sheldon and I agreed, however, that facts were important and should never be trumped by ideology. We both thought that Linda Lovelace and Traci Lords lied about their complicity in their porn success.
In 1997, Sheldon sent me a package of clippings that I proceeded to cite at great length.
We share a fascination with Jews in porn. All in all, I think Sheldon thinks that the Jews' contributions to pornography are marvelous while my own views are buried deep in shame.
Given our passionate disagreements, then and now, it was and is an enormous act of faith and good will for us to communicate at all.
I'm sure we've each made numerous Internet postings that made the other person gag and wish his adversary was dead.
I had an online acquaintance who hated to admit how much Sheldon's postings upset him.
Sheldon and I share a similar ability in this regard.
I'm not sure which one of us can be more verbally vicious.
February 14, 2005, I got my first communication from Sheldon in more than seven years. It's in response to gossip I recently published that I received over the phone from Jim Holliday about five years ago.
Sheldon writes:
Eric - I want to commend you for the fine work that you have done over the years in bringing a more complete version of Linda Boreman's life to the public's attention. Her denunciations of Dworkin / MacKinnon / Steinem - her former allies - in Leg Show magazine deprived those anti-porners of their greatest weapon, marginalizing them and renewing my optimism for a united anti-censorship women's movement. But why would you think that the phrase "former allies" implies she has new ones?
If I had some of the details wrong about the Lovelace exhibit at New York's Museum of Sex, fine - my bad. But understand that the reason many folks understood it the same way I did was because that's how it was reported in the New York media. I read the four major dailies, well, daily, and it was written up just that way in at least one of them. I'm only as good as my facts.
"Many folks" include the Dworkinites, who understood their dire straits when realizing that a museum exhibit, highlighted by a press conference, would give Linda a chance to reach an audience much larger and more mainstream than the readership of Leg Show magazine. How can you be so sure that wanted her alive when their leader, Andrea Dworkin, talks like this: "...but men will not give up pornography. And yes, one wants to take it from them, to burn it, to rip it up, bomb it, raze their theaters and publishing houses to the ground. One can be part of a revolutionary movement or one can mourn. Perhaps I have found the real source of my grief: we have not yet become a revolutionary movement." (Take Back the Night: Women on Pornography, p. 290).
Fanatics take a dim view of traitors.
But where you are way off-base is your belief that I only care about Linda in terms of how she fulfills my political agenda. You don't know me - we've never met, be it via phone, e-mail or in person. As a humanist, I do not think of people that way. As a father, I don't treat or raise my children that way. And as a feminist, I especially do not view women through that prism.[Nina Hartley was one of several who inspired me to join NOW].
I am also disappointed that, once having gained Linda's trust, you did not ask her to resolve in a credible manner the glaring discrepancies in her multiple accounts of abuse in the sex industry. When Luke and I were on regular speaking terms years ago, we compared and contrasted the contradictions and other bizarre allegations in her claims - the 'unwilling' hypnosis, the 'now-you- see-them-now-you-don't' bruises, her certainties despite being under the influence of a marijuana/percodan combination, her wild claims at the Meese Commission about other performers, the background of hoaxster-author Mike McGrady, etc. I hope I'm wrong - that she did offer you a good explanation which you will one day share with us - but if I'm right, how frustrating and sad to have let such a historic opportunity slip by. Now that she has passed on, we may never know for certain.
Luke - well, well, we chat again after some years. And on St. Valentine's Day, to boot.
Thanks for your kind words to Holliday on my behalf. It doesn't surprise me that Holliday would be the source of that inventive take on my relationship with the Divine Ms. H. Didn't he once tell some of his friends that the number of Jews killed in the Holocaust had been exaggerated? Consider the source.
Fortunately, I have never lived in poverty. Poor people can't afford to fly to Las Vegas year in and year out to attend the CES and VSDA conventions, as I did during the 1990's. I've had a sweet tooth, but I usually doggie-bagged any extra goodies I fancied at industry shindigs. And then there was the food.
Over the years, I've been asked if I wanted more out of my relationship with Nina than I already had. In addition to the reasons I posted earlier, I distinctly remember telling Holliday and others at the Las Vegas shows that I had no intention of moving to California, being deeply-rooted in the East Coast. I had always been an eager promoter of Nina's relationship with Dave and Bobby, her first spouses, and believed that living in a menage-a-trois was an experiment long overdue, an attitude that I hoped would have been apparent from my interview with her in Shmate magazine (Spring, 1989). I had also liked them as friends, although I found out much later that the feeling was not mutual. It's one thing to tell all this to Jim Holliday, but folks like him have a funny way of listening.
Fred Salaff Locked Up In A Panamanian Jail For Shooting Porn
Metro Falling Apart?
It's a familiar story that Gene Ross reports:
"Nobody's being paid and Pat Myne is completely freaking out." Supposedly there was a conversation between Myne who is owed over $40,000 and the current Jiffy Lube manager over there about who Myne should go to for his money.
And other people are talking about quitting, I hear. I'm also told that performers, producers, directors and crew members haven't been paid since December. "Everybody who calls gets the run around," Mr. Metro tells me. "It's a skeleton crew over there."
Ira Levine Replies To Eric Danville
...I admire and respect Danville and share his general sympathies toward Lovelace. He disputes some elements of my description of her situation at the time of her death, and he's in a better position to know those facts so might very well be right.
But he begins his comment by dismissing my observation that murderous violence should not be put past the potential actions of feminist extremists, a contention that he claims won't "advance our arguments against them." He may be correct on that point as well, but that doesn't invalidate my assertion. In fact, feminist extremists have both advocated violence in their writings and employed it in their lives, beginning with Valerie Solanis' (founder of Society for Cutting Up Men, SCUM for short) shooting of Andy Warhol. A couple of years later, another Factory regular, Velvet Underground lead singer Nico, who was an unabashed racist as well as a drunk and a drug addict, got into a beef in the bar of NYC's Chelsea Hotel with Germaine Greer's girlfriend at the time, who happened to be Black, resulting in Nico attacking Greer's GF with a broken bottle. Greer then circulated an offer of ten thousand dollars to anyone who would kill Nico, which sent the one-octave-range chanteuse scurrying back to Berlin, where she lived out her final years in a drug-induced fog. I was pretty close to the players in these events, as I lived at the Chelsea during much of this period, and can honestly say that Greer's threat was taken seriously by all.
And then there's the matter of Andrea Dworkin's writings on the subject of anti-male violence. Particularly in her fiction, Dworkin shamelessly characterizes random acts of violence against individual men as liberating to women. In her novel Mercy, she declares that her "nom de guerre is Andrea One," that she is the first of many "girls named courage who are ready to kill". She proclaims " that it is "very important for women to kill men". By the end of her narrative, the fictional "Andrea One" admits to seeking out alcoholic vagrants in the Bowery and intentionally kicking them to death. Now there's a courageous act on behalf of women everywhere, to be celebrated by one and all.
While I realize that neither these two actual instances involving marginal nut-jobs is representative of anti-porn feminists as a group, and that Dworkin's fiction is just that, fiction, all point to the level of murderous hostility of which this group of fanatics is no less capable than any other faction that considers its cause so just and important as to lie beyond the scrutiny of law or morality as the rest of us understand these things.
One way in which men and women aren't very different, at least statistically, is in their willingness and ability to kill one another.
From the FBI's annual homocide statistics, we learn a couple of interesting things. Men are certainly more likely to be either perpetrators or victims of murder. In fact, though much is made of instances of fatal violence toward women, the actual incidence is fairly low. Female victims comprise about eight percent of all homocide victims in the US each year. And in half of those cases, the killers were female also. When it comes to inter-gender homicides, which make up less than ten percent of the aggregate total, men and women kill each other in roughly equal numbers. This is the case for contract murders and those committed directly by the authors of the crimes.
I go the long way to make this point because anti-male feminists have attempted over the years to depict men as inherently more murderous than women, when the facts say otherwise. Dismissing women's capacity for evil is yet another way of not taking them seriously - an error I, for one, would never make.
Let The Chinese Spill Theirs On The Dusty Ground
G-d will make them pay for each sperm that can't be found.
tyrusrcobb: the Berlin Venus Faire people are throwing a convention
in Shanghai in July tyrusrcobb: though the Chinese government is very
anti-porn, July 29-31
Luzdedos1: no big deal, they already had a sex expo there. The Chinese
want to cut down on population, hence they promote the sex industry. Pornography
promotes masturbation not babies.
tyrusrcobb: do you boycott Venus Faire because of the neo-nazi underpinnings?
Luzdedos1: yes
Valentine's Day Is A Disaster
Alison Armstrong of Understandmen.com said on the Dennis Prager show that Valentine's Day is a disaster. It makes single women feel horrible. It puts pressure on men to read a woman's mind to know what she wants.
Men are evolutionarily designed towards hunting while women are gatherers. For women to survive historically, they've had to be attuned to what the men they need want. So women naturally remember important things about a man's preferences. Women think they do this because they love their boyfriend or husband, but they do the same thing for other important men in their lives. Women remember these things because they've been programmed to do so and it is effortless for them.
Once a man has hunted and captured a woman, he does not usually have the sensitive antennae to intuit what she wants.
Eric Danville, Linda Lovelace, Sheldon Ranz, Ira Levine
Sheldon Ranz writes on Nina.com:
At the time of her death, she [Linda Lovelace] was working on an exhibit of her career at New York's Museum of Sex, which would have afforded her a much broader platform from which to denounce her former allies. I've always found the timing of her death suspicious - who benefitted?
Eric Danville, author of the superb The Complete Linda Lovelace book, writes:
Jesus Christ, how can so many otherwise intelligent people get this so wrong? First, for the hundredth time, Linda wasn't the one working on the exhibit, it was me, loaning the Museum of Sex some Linda memorabilia out of my collection for their exhibit "How NYC Changed Sex." I gave them an original DT poster, a DT soundtrack, some photos of Linda and some DT2 lobby cards. Second, do you really think a museum doing an exhibit of porn would have anti-porn propaganda displayed in anything less than an objective light? Wouldn't it be overwhelmed by the wealth of pro-porn material? And here I thought Rudy Giluiani was the only person paranoid about the political agendas of NYC museums. Third, Linda wouldn't have been denouncing her former allies, because, unless you missed this part of the story, Linda didn't consider us allies. She was not a big fan of porn and didn't consider (many of) us friends or even friendly-obviously with good reason, too, judging by how people are still dancing on her grave. Finally, the timing of Linda's death was suspicious? WTF? Sorry Linda's catastrophic car injuries weren't more convenient for you. I'm sure she regrets the error.
Ira Levine responds on Nina.com:
Much as I'd love to tag the MacDworkinites with a contract-murder rap - and I wouldn't put such a thing past them - Lovelace/Boreman's death, which I checked out one more time on the Web site of my old employer, The Rocky Mountain News, really does look more like an accident, or perhaps even a suicide, than a murder. Granted, one-car crashes lend themselves to some suspicions, but neither the DPD nor the CHP, both of which are pretty good when it comes to accident investigations (of which we get a lot out there), found nothing suspicious in the crash. She had been in ill-health for a long time, was broke and alone at the end, and posed little threat to any of her various mis-handlers from over the years. She'd already had her say about both pornographers and feminists and, frankly, had drifted out to the margins of camp. It's doubtful anyone would have cared enough to do her in at so late a date, when she'd already done as much damage as she was likely to.
Eric Danville responds:
Oh, for Christ's sake. First, you can call the MacDworkinites a lot of things, but contract killers? Yeah, that advances our arguments against them. Think like Lennie Briscoe a minute. Would Catharine MacKinnon and Andrea Dworkin want Linda dead? No, they wouldn't (Luke would have already exposed that one!). Granted, they were extremely unhappy with Linda giving my book (The Complete Linda Lovelace) her approval-Dworkin was, apparently, quite literally moved to tears talking about it in an outtake from a British documentary called The Real Linda Lovelace-but no, they wanted her alive. Second, as above, it was a simple accident. Not a suicide -- Linda was about to close on selling her condo and moving to Florida; and not a murder, because that's just f---ing stupid. A porn-business-related friend of mine got a copy of the police report, and it concluded accident (but the moon landing being staged and little green men at Roswell? Both true.) And while it's also true that Linda was pretty broke by the end she'd made a nice amount of coin signing autographs and such (and don't even start about how she was cashing in on her porn background unless your work in this business is pro-bono), but she wasn't quite "alone." She had family and she had friends (including me) who cared not about doing her in but helping her out, and we remain saddened by her death.
Alien To Never Post On GFY Again?
Alien is the psuedonym of a porn webmaster who's worked for Sin City and Cybererotica among others. He's made some far-out posts on the webmaster chatboards over the years. Now it appears he's banned from GFY and Netpond.
New Adult.com employee RRRed writes on GFY: "I can picture Lensman [owner of GFY and Adult.com] looking at my numbers, then looking at this screen shot of Alien threatening to stop posting here, looking at the numbers, thinking about Alien... Scratching his head wondering what to do. DOH! I guess I'm f--ked aren't I?"
Harvesting Nina.com
Ernest Greene, Nina Hartley's husband, writes on Nina.com:
The problem is that there really is not such thing as The Industry, per se. There are scores of companies, large and small, run mainly by very poor managers who come and go through the revolving door. There is no institutional memory, no governing body that sets standards and practices, not even a trade association worthy of the name. In short, there is no way of enforcing a policy of any kind, even if you could get all these guys who either don't know each other or don't like each other and in any case, don't trust anybody, to work in concert.
It's infuriating to me to see thieves, thugs and incompetent doofuses fail upward from one gig to another, leaving behind trails of bad checks, busted deals, submarined companies and personal bad-faith, and yet that's mainly what I see. In no other business I can imagine could a person be s----canned as head of production at one company for embezzling a quarter of a million bucks and be hired for the same position at an even larger company the following week, presumably so he can steal even more money.
Because so much waste and graft is built into the system from back in the day when it was mainly a money-laundering proposition, it's very hard to rein in even the most blatant of goniffs. Every year at Vegas I run into producers and directors from whom I'm still holding bad paper, only to find out they've set up shop at some new label and are now writing bad checks under another logo. There's just no getting rid of anybody in this game, no matter how many people they screw, and that sucks. On the other hand, there are plenty of people here who would like to get rid of me (though mainly for personal or political, as opposed to financial, reasons), so maybe I benefit from the the system's inability to act against individuals for whatever purpose. This is a structural problem, once again, that is hard to fix with so many players involved.
Re Luke, I don't know if you've had a chance to visit his site again today, but he seems to be making a good-faith effort to clear up the matter of what he said you said about marrying Nina, and generally speaks of you quite admiringly.
My experience of Luke is that he's an intelligent person who wants to be taken seriously and treated with respect, and returns in kind when treated accordingly. Truth is, as he says on his site, we didn't meet until quite recently and, given all the things I'd heard about him, was quite pleasantly surprised by what a reasonable, thoughtful guy he turned out to be. That we disagree on many, many important things really troubles neither of us much.
As to the role he plays in this business, the question is more complex. He makes no secret of his conflicted feelings about porn, and depending on the day, he can be either an insightful commentator or a shameless provocateur. I think his regular readers have learned to tell by now which mode he's operating in at any given time. If he set out to become the Walter Winchell of porn, I think he has succeeded to some extent: appreciated by some, hated by many, read by all.
On a final point, Sheldon, I really hope that being married to Nina doesn't make me a suitcase pimp in your eyes. Nina and I have a deal. We each have our own suitcases that we carry ourselves. Though the scales may tilt a bit one way or the other from time to time, our incomes are roughly equal and we split expenses down the middle. I feel a bit odd even discussing this, since we never think about it ourselves, but I suppose others might wonder about the nature of our financial arrangements. Suffice it to say, we've both made good livings in this business on our own for years, and neither of us would have entered into a dependent relationship with anybody at such a late stage in our careers. That is one luxury we can both do without.
The Unspeakable Writings Of Terry Southern
The late screenwriter/novelist Terry Southern tells interviewer Lee Server of Puritan Magazine (1986) about sex in Texas in the 1930s and '40s: "This was also the era of 'forcible seduction,' which is perhaps only different from actual rape in that the girl, despite a frenzied resistance, would invariably end up 'oohing' and 'aahing' ecstatically, and in the immortal words of the Bard, 'begging for more.'"
Terry talks about his two months as fiction editor at Esquire: "...I had so refined my critical faculties that I could reject a story after reading the first paragraph. Then it got to be the first sentence. Finally, I felt I could safely reject on the basis of a title, and at last on the basis of the author's name -- if it had a middle initial or junior in it.
"Stanley Kubrick had read the manuscript of Blue Movie -- or rather had reached page 181, where Angela Sterling drops on the director. He called from England, in the middle of the night, very excited. "You've written the definitive blow-job!" he kept shouting."
I ask Tod Hunter for the real people behind the Blue Movie novel:
Sid Krassman: Every vulgar Hollywood producer.
Nicky Sanchez: Every nelly Hollywood set decorator.
Arabella: Brigitte Bardot, but the lesbian thing was an add- on.
Boris Adrian: Stanley Kubrick
Angela Sterling: Marilyn Monroe
Dave and Debbie Roberts: Richard and Karen Carpenter
Les "Rat Prick" Harrison is probably Jim Aubrey -- CBS and MGM boss who shared some characteristics with Harrison, and is (in)famous for selling off the MGM back lot to real estate developers (look at a map of Culver City and note all the movie-themed steet names by what is now the Sony Studios) -- by way of Richard-son-of-Darryl-f.-Zanuck who was running 20th Century-Fox by daddy's permission when Southern penned "Blue Movie."
Pamela Dickinsen is your basic Julie Andrews/Susannah York/Brit prim actress stereotype.
Tony Sanders is Southern himself, the initials are a dead giveaway.
And I'm tempted to say that Teeny Marie is based on [name deleted], but that's libelous, and besides she was probably only a toddler in 1970.It was also the first time I encountered the term "wood" to mean "erection" - it was 1970 - and it was seared into my memory in the part when Teeny Marie observes the sex scene with Arabella and a man (I'm thinking Sid, but I could be wrong, I haven't read the book in years) she yells "PUT THE WOOD TO HER!! THE UPPITY FROG DYKE!!"
Terry Southern recalls this erotic experience: "...[George] Plimpton and I were treated by Sadruddin Khan (son of the Aga) to an evening at the most opulent whorehouse in Paris, 'The House of the Tongue.' The specialty of the house was called 'Le Circle des Enfants du Paradise,' and consisted of the patron being strapped to an elevated table, where his entire body was then 'anointed' with banana oil, by the incredibly beautiful 'maitrix,' statuesque in scant black leathers. When she had finished, one was in a state of 'throbbing tumescence'...whereupon she would clap her hands and shout, 'Mes Enfants! A table!,' a signal for the entrance of four of the most darling eight-to-ten-year old girls imaginable, all dressed in diaphanous white chiffon -- who proceeded to lick, with their precious pink tongues, the oil from one's body inch by maddening inch, though carefully avoiding the pent-up and pulsating member. Finally, when the tantalization had reached a nadir of near insanity, the Maitrix would gesture the fairy-children away, step to the table herself and voraciously engorge the pounding, soon spurting organ into her own hot, wet Sophia Loren-type mouth. Hosanna!"
This last story is repeated twice in the book.
Sheldon Ranz, Nina Hartley And The Blessed Sacrament
Sheldon Ranz writes on Nina.com:
The downside of having a reputation for not holding grudges is that there are lots of folks out there who'll take advantage of that and scam you repeatedly.
One reason why the industry does not get respect from 'the masses' (some of whom may yet partake of its fruits) is because of its unwillingness to draw a reasonable line in the sand and stick to it.
Alexandra Quinn causes companies to lose money because she was underage and knew it was wrong? No problem, no regrets - just hire her back when she's clearly of age.
Howard Stern, who once burned Paul Fishbein badly by standing him up at the AVN Awards several years ago, is now in Fishbein's good graces.
IIRC, neither Quinn nor Stern ever publicly apologized for their misdeeds. To me, that's the sticking point. The industry allows people to get away with this stuff, and it's just going to happen again and again.
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Ooooh, I see that Luke...is trying to stir up some stuff on his website by claiming that I once spoke of "marrying Nina"?
This is a textbook case of how Ford misremembers things. Back in the day when he was considered disagreeable but trustworthy (late 1990s), I mentioned to him that at my wedding, Nina was the Best Woman. As such, she was situated under the far edge of the chuppah (wedding canopy), holding the plastic-bound copies of sections of the "Song of Songs" that Corinne and I were going to read aloud to each other. I joked to him that this was the closest I'd ever come to actually marrying Nina.
Truth be told, I never entertained the notion of marrying sexual exhibitionists because I have no desire to take them away from their fans - the nightmare of running away from a lynch mob of porn fans is disincentive enough, I assure you. Consider this a case of "the needs of the many are greater than the few, or the one." (Spock/Kirk, "Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan"). And considering my own hostility toward suitcase pimps (expressed on this forum and elsewhere), the possibility, howver slim, that I might become one made me feel dreadful. I want to be known as someone who has principLES, not principALS.
It's clear to me that Ford is not distorting anything YOU say because he fears you. Good for you! It must be the way you hold that whip...
No, my remark about Sheldon entertaining notions of marrying Nina Hartley came from Jim Holliday and others who remember the loyal way Sheldon clung to her at industry functions [CES?]. Sheldon's behavior remained firmly fixed in Holliday's memory. Jim regaled me (I didn't bring up Sheldon into the conversation, Jim did) with how Sheldon would stuff his pockets full of food at industry parties and talk about how he and Nina would marry one day if Nina dropped out of her threesome relationship.
To folks like Holliday, fans were suckers, Sheldon was a fan, and therefore Sheldon was a sucker. I told Jim that Ranz had a formidable intellect to go with his Columbia education and that from all appearances he had gone on to marry happily.
As someone who has spent a week at CES entirely reliant on the hospitality of others, I am well acquainted with the poverty that once troubled Ranz.
I also remember keenly my fascination with the industry and the awkwardness with which I entered it. I'm not sure of any industry that holds fans and its product in such contempt. Many, perhaps most, industry players say they never, or rarely, watch the product, and many, if not most, industry players don't want to interect with fans beyond the bare necessities of making money from them.
These sentiments are not foreign to me. I get creeped out around porn fans too. I don't like the aggressive way they grab the porn stars and seemingly drool over them. I don't share their desire to get autographs from porn stars. I don't share their need to idolize porn stars.
Yet, none of these fan behaviors and feelings are foreign to me. So just label me as conflicted.
Sheldon Ranz loved porn and Nina Hartley with such wholeheartedness that it caused more cynical folks such as Holiday disgust and merriment.
Private's Tax Troubles
In 2000, I published a report about Private moving to Spain from Sweden in the face of a tax investigation. I was looking at the latest company report and they seem to say - in their own way - that the court has found against them. However they are appealing. See "contingent liability" on the latest financial report.
Why Do Some Men Become Sexual Predators?
Because they can.
I'm reading Claire Tomalin's biography, Samuel Pepys: The Unequalled Self.
Apparently Pepys and other men who kept servants in the 17th Century regarded sexual access to their servants, even when they were just teenagers, as a right.
The scientist and architect Robert Hooke, secretary to the Royal Society and well known to Pepys, kept a diary in the 1670s...which reveals that he regarded the young female inmates of his house as his natural prey; he expected to, and did, have sexual relations with several of his maids, and later also with his niece, who came to him as a schoolgirl and progressed to be his housekeeper.
Men (and a small percentage of women) will screw around with whoever they can unless their values and fears prevent them.
They tend to be positive.
Ernest Greene aka Ira Levine writes on Nina.com:
When Ford quotes us on his site, or uses something from here, he's quite scrupulous about doing so correctly and gives full credit. It would be unethical not to reciprocate. I know whenever I mention his name here, many fume, and I've fumed over stuff on his site many times myself. In fact, I was just over there fuming today.
Which is the other part of the conundrum. Ford is widely read, though not necessarily believed, and when important subjects are discussed over there, that discussion will be heard. Sometimes better out of it, sometimes not.
My first book-length exposure to the porn industry came in the 1991 book Porn by Robert J. Stoller, who later co-wrote Coming Attractions (1996) with Ira Levine. They played a role in prompting me to write a book on the industry and later blog about porn.
I sent an interview request to Ira Levine in 1998 and never heard back. For years, I badly wanted to talk to him about the industry because I was so much affected by much of the material in Stoller's two books.
I cut and paste a lot from Nina.com because it is about the most intelligent forum for industry discussion.
I finally met Ira on April 22, 2004, and we've only had good relations since even though we disagree on many things and my site has been well-used by people who hate him and his wife Nina Hartley and their friend Sharon Mitchell.
My Dark Side
All of my life I've been fascinated with evil. At times, I've been variously interested in Nazis, Communists, Mafiosi, and sexual predators.
I've generally indulged in my fascination for evil with little respect for its effect on my soul.
Never did I want to make common cause with my subjects and act as they did. Instead I just wanted to study and understand them (and on occasions, for kicks, I'd talk or write like them just to shock people). For a couple of years in college, I loved to tell people that I was an atheistic communist.
In the past decade, I've often sought out people doing bad things to provide compelling material for my writing.
In the summer of 1999, my new friend Chaim Amalek (who takes his last name from the foremost enemy of the Jews in the Torah) introduced me to the writings of Dr. William Pierce. On a regular basis over the next two years, I read the essays of somebody who wanted me and all other minorites dead.
I became so immersed in his worldview that I could read the news and predict how he would react. I could almost see how his genocidal thoughts cohered.
Dr. Pierce, the author of The Turner Diaries, became my dark twin. Because he fought against everything I held sacred but in a way that was coherent and compelling though evil, references to him and quotes of him peppered my writing.
Dr. Pierce died in 2001 but the organization he founded, the National Alliance, lives on as this LA Times story shows:
Civil rights monitors consider the National Alliance one of the most virulent neo-Nazi organizations in the country. It was founded in the 1970s by the late William Pierce, who called for herding Jews and "race mixers" into cattle cars and abandoning them in old coal mines.
Although the group's website says it "does not advocate any illegal activity," National Alliance members have been convicted of scattered acts of violence over the last two decades, including armed robberies, bombings and murders. The FBI's senior counterterrorism expert told Congress in 2002 that the National Alliance represented a "terrorist threat."
"They clearly have a track record of encouraging members to take their vision of race war to the streets," said Devin Burghart, who monitors hate groups for the Center for New Community in Chicago.
My fascination with evil is not without limits. There are plenty of evil people and ideologies I have not studied. Most things that I once found fascinating have lost my interest while my yearning to surround myself with good people has never diminished.
I limit my exposure to the dark side by watching almost no television and being highly selective in the types of movies I see and the novels I read. When I feel the toxicity level in my psyche rising too high, I take long breaks from my research and immerse myself in things wholesome such as my religion.
Do I think porn is evil? No. Do I think there are evil people in porn? I think there are plenty of people in porn who do evil things.
I define evil as gratuituous human cruelty.
I'm slow to define people (unless they've committed murder or child abuse) as evil or good. Early on in my career writing on porn, I'd feel a temptation to keep a list in my head or in my writing of industry people I'd regard as good or evil but then the deeper I got into my subject, the more confused I got about a lot of people and realized it would be much easier for me to just stick to labeling (usually just in my head) actions as good or bad, rather people.
What are actions have I seen in porn that I would regard as bad?
* Knowingly spreading disease.
* Manipulating talent to do things they don't want to do, things that cause them great physical and psychic pain.
* Not paying people on time.
Doing bad things is not something that is foreign to me. There is almost nothing that is human that is foreign to me.
I have a dark sense of humor, which is a polite way of saying that things that amuse me are often cruel.
I get great amusement out of the porn industry, which is a polite way of saying that I often laugh silently as I listen to people destroying their own lives.
Chaim Amalek writes:
You know, I can walk through Times Square or the Financial District here on almost any day, and come across representatives of the "Black Israelite" or "Black Hebrew Movement" (I forget which is which), ranting through their loudspeakers for the extermination of all whites, all "so-called Jews", and all others who do not accept the lunatic "Yahweh ben Yahweh" as their god. Does the press write about them, given that their members have been tied to a bunch of very gruesome murders? Nope. And then there are all the black and latino gangsters in LA, who collectively are responsible for far many more deaths over the years than occurred at the World Trade Center. Are they viewed in such ominous terms by the liberal establishment? Not that I have seen.
The truth is that the liberal press LOVES the National Alliance, for the same reason they love the occasional lethal attack by whites on the black man or the homosexual, as providing a means of propagandizing their views to the declining white majority of this country. A neat trick, but not as effective as it once was.
The National Alliance is a potential threat and is worth watching, but it is not even a tenth or a hundredth as much of a threat as the massive Muslim third world immigration into Europe and the United States that has taken place over the previous four decades. If mass slaughter returns to haunt the Jews of Europe or errupts here, it isn't likely to be the work of white men and women, and everyone knows it.
Quasarman Sheds His Light On High Deception And Hi-Def
Way back in the day, I worked for certain video companies who would have me shoot their movie on Hi-8 and then stamp "Shot on Beta SP" on the boxcover. They did this because, as the argument went at the time, "Who the f--- is gonna know the difference? We're dumping it on to VHS tape."
Reading your recent ramblings on the High Def movement in the gonzo world made me feel as though history were repeating itself. "Who the f--- is gonna know the difference? We're dumping it on to Standard Definition DVD." Buying a Sony FX1 doesn't make you a "High Def" shooter anymore than buying a first-aid kit makes you a Doctor. For anyone who cares to read a book on the subject or perhaps even the manual for the Panasonic Varicam or similar HD cameras, High-def is a brand new game that requires an entirely different skill set and it isn't even remotely beyond it's infancy at this point. Maybe folks should wait until there's a way for the average consumer to even view high definition before boasting that all of their movies are "shot in high-definition". Also, as you know Jimmy, HDV (such as that acquired by the Sony FX1) is to HD what standard DV is to DigiBeta.
Then again, who cares? As long as the girl gets choked and slapped and her colon is distressed enough to resemble a slab of marinated pork at a Mongolian barbeque, all is still well in pornoland no matter what definition it's shot in.
Porn Is Forever
I caught up with a friend who retired from porn over a decade ago. Her boyfriend Jack dumped her a few weeks ago. "The reasons for it seem so petty," she says. "He just can not get past my past. He was raised conservatively. He isn't worldly. He doesn't even know I'm gone. I tried to extend the olive branch a couple of times before Christmas but he didn't respond.
"At first, he was very persistent, calling me at home and at work. I avoided it at first because when you become friends with someone, there's a gap in your life you have to confess to. I did while we were still just friends. He seemed ok.
"He told me at one point while we were falling apart that he changed his mind. Porn is forever. He says you are either going to get men who will use you for the thrill and the bar tales of having dated a porn star or you will find men like him who can't get past it.
"So I called his friend Mack. I went out with him. He is ex-special ops, Gulf War. He hunts. Whatever season it is, he'll go kill it.
"I got a whole speech from him that he was not looking for a relationship.
"I wanted to see his dog. He was about to go hunting and he said he had just bought milk and asked me if I wanted it. I said yes.
"I went over there and we started drinking. We ended up in bed together."
Duke: "You just did it to get back at Jack."
She laughs. "Mack said that when he moves, he's not going to keep that relationship with Jack. He's way too needy.
"I said, for you, maybe. Not for me.
"Mack said Jack was very two-faced. When we all went out drinking, he told his Scottish buddy what you used to do.
"I hadn't had any sex in five years. Suddenly I had two. I felt like such a slut."
Duke: "How long until you told Jack you were a porn star?"
"About three months. I kept talking to him and the conversation would hit on a point where you have an anecdote but you can't tell it because you have to give background. I had six years of porn. There's a big hole in my life. I keep alluding to something in my past. I keep stopping conversations.
"I eventually told him, I have to tell you that over ten years ago, I was in adult videos. He said, excuse me? I said, porn. I did porn. Not just, I was also a writer, producer and director. But I was primarily a performer. He said, 'My gob has never been so ghasted. I thought butter would never melt in your mouth.'
"I said it still doesn't. I'm still a lady.
"It took a while before our relationship became physical. If I had known it was headed in that direction, I would've waited [to spill about her porn past] because I told way too many stories. One of his complaints was that he would picture all the things I told him when we were together and he thought it was gross.
"Quite frankly, he seemed to be trying his ultimate best to make me feel bad.
"I've emailed Mack several times. He hasn't emailed me back. I wonder if he and Jack started talking.
"If you make line items between Jack and I, we each have the same number of items in the pros and cons column, so I don't know why it was such a big deal that I was a porn star."
Citizens of a small town, under the influence of a man in the midst of a mid-life crisis (Bridges), come together to make an adult film.
Does anybody know if this Legs McNeil book breaks any new ground? His Court TV special didn't. Does this much-hyped book move the story forward?
Why Isn't Eric Danville Cresting The Wave Of Inside Deep Throat And The Other Hollywood?
Eric Danville probably knows more about Linda Lovelace than anyone. He wrote the book The Complete Linda Lovelace and befriended Linda in her final years.
I emailed Eric about the new Legs McNeil book and the new documentary and he replied:
I was cut out of both projects after being interviewed about 90 minutes for each. Not that I'm one to believe in cause and effect or anything, and not that I'm inordinately conspiracy theory conscious, but, as far as IDT goes, the archivist for the project called me up not long after my interview, requesting to see my Linda Lovelace archive (which is vast). I offered him the same deal that I gave the Museum of Sex in New York City, when they borrowed some for an exhibit: Come to my apartment, take a look at it and list what they're interested in, and then we'd talk about it. No pictures of the stuff and nothing leaves my apartment.
He said he'd like me to send him everything -- books, original magazines, many hours of video, etc. -- so they could get a look at it. They also wanted phone numbers, contacts, etc. I countered with what I thought was a fair offer: either hire me on as a research assitant (which had been suggested to them by several of my friends whom they interviewed) or pay me X amount of dollars for archive rental (I knew they were working with a $2 million budget, because a friend who has done documentary work for HBO knew their funding).
Archivist countered with A). that i was shilling for his job (making his reluctance understandable) and B). no money in the budget, which was of course bulls---. So i stopped returning the next few phone calls he made. Months go by and around Christmas (sort of the Christian Hannukah) I get a letter from them saying thanks to the "embarrassment of riches" they encountered interviewing so many wonderful people, I was being cut out but might resurface as a DVD extra. But at least they wished me a happy holiday. They didn't invite me to the New York City premiere or have me on the panel discussion afterwards, which included Judith Regan, who's never even seen Deep Throat, and Catharine Mackinnon, who Linda told me in interviews twice was among the group of feminists who used and abandoned her, just like the pornographers had ten years earlier. Yeah, I guess with all my access to Linda and my history with her, I was a pretty poor choice to be interviewed...
As far as Legs' book goes, he did have the good sense to pay me for use of my archive (not as much as he had promised and it took about a year to get it out of him, but at least he gave me something). He also interviewed me for about 90 minutes. Then many months later I run into him in a local bar, where he buys me a beer (Heineken) and tells me that the thrust of the book has changed, and I was no longer included. That didn't surprise me, knowing Legs, who had also cut me out of the Court TV series he did a few years back as well. But he also assured me that there would be a "great mention" of my book, The Complete Linda Lovelace which, all humility aside, frankly jumpstarted this whole Linda retro thing, and everyone knows it.
Okay, I think to myself; great mention in a book loads of people will read? Heineken in my hand? The end of my relationship with Legs in sight? Cool. So I get the galley... No great mention. Fine. It should be in the finished product (the galley was uncorrected and such). I get a copy of the finished book... no great mention aside from a few copyright notices (some for stuff that wasn't even mine). In fact, the title of my book, which is The Complete Linda Lovelace, by the way, wasn't mentioned that I could find.
So I basically help all these people out, whether they know it or want to admit it, and I get a couple of thank yous (and there's only one, from Leggsie's co-author, Jennifer Osbourne, that i consider sincere, because she's a really, really sweet girl).
If I didn't know better, I'd think the people in this business were scumbags.
She calls me from Oklahoma Thursday night, February 10, 2005. She spends most of her time there, but flies in to LA on occasion to shoot for a month.
I first met her in May of 2003.
Bianca: "I could not live [in Los Angeles]. It would drive me insane. People are a lot nicer here than they are in LA. In porn, everybody is nice, but out and about, people aren't friendly.
"I was born and raised in this [Oklahoma] town. I live eight minutes from the house I was raised in."
Duke: "When you were a girl, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
Bianca: "A police officer. I still want to be a cop."
Duke: "What were you expected to become?"
Bianca: "A hairdresser. I went to cosmetology school. My grandmother was a beautician. My mother is a hairdresser. My grandmother owns a tanning salon. I went to work for her when I was 14. I still work there on-and-off when I'm home.
"Then I discovered stripping. The money was better and I liked it better than cutting hair. I decided to back out on the cosmetology thing. I have my license. I can still practice it."
Bianca has appeared in about 80 movies.
Duke: "When you came out here the first time, you got ripped up?"
Bianca: "Yes. It was mainly because I was so stressed. The shoot was not what I was expecting. It was for Hustler. I was so excited by it. It was a college girl thing. In my personal life, I never thought I'd do two guys at once. I knew I was getting into porn and I'd do boy-girl but I never thought about doing two guys.
"My agent of the time, Joey, didn't tell me it was supposed to be a boy-boy-girl. I had no clue. I had been in LA for a week. I showed up on set. One guy walked in. Ok. Then the other guy walks up and I start freaking out. I had no clue what to do. I had no clue that people actually were with two guys at once.
"Compared to the scenes I do now, it wasn't really rough. If I did it now, it would be way different, because now I like rough sex. But at the beginning I was so scared and I had no clue what I was doing.
"After I got over the initial shock of it, I had fun.
"I had done three scenes before that. The first was with Ed Powers. Everybody knows that's easy and so not intimidating. My second one was for Wicked and that is so not hardcore. The third one was a Sorority Schoolgirl thing."
Duke: "Did you fire your manager Joey after that?"
Bianca: "No. I stayed with him for another ten months after that. I'm on my own now.
"I'm glad that I had an agent when I first got in, because I would've had no clue what to do. Now that I've been in for [almost two years]... I would probably get a lot more work if I did have an agent, but I'd rather do my own thing."
Duke: "What do you do in Oklahoma?"
Bianca: "I spent a lot of time on my computer. My website Biancasplaypen.com. I have a webmaster who built and designed it. I've been doing loads of pictures and videos. I call up my guy friends to do pictures and scenes with me.
"In the past month I've been back from Vegas, I've danced about six nights. I do it when I'm really bored."
Duke: "How many people in your small town know that you are a porn star?"
Bianca: "Every single one who lives here. To my face, everyone treats me really good. 'Oh, I want to watch all your videos.' I hear this from people my mom went to highschool with and have been around my family my whole life. It's weird but it doesn't bother me. I'm proud of what I do.
"My little sister knows. My little brother knows. My little sister thinks it's cool. All her guy friends want to hang out with me.
"My grandparents. It was hard at first. I was going to tell them about it... They're well respected in our community. My grandma is the police commissioner. She was a Pentacostal Sunday school teacher from the time I was a little girl until I was 20. She's a high figure in our church.
"I didn't have to tell them first. Somebody else told them. They asked me about it. I didn't want to lie to them, so I told them. My grandpop gives me a hard time about it. 'What kind of pictures are you doing this time?' My grandma knows I have to go to LA a lot to work and she watches my puppy. That's all she knows.
"They'd rather I did something else, but at the same time, they accept me for who I am and not for what I do."
Duke: "It sounds like you have a lot of spare time?"
Bianca: "I do. I sometimes feel I should get a fulltime job but I would die at a fulltime job. And I'm only here for a month at a time. I see my family every day. My little brother lives with me."
Duke: "How has your time in the industry changed you?"
Bianca: "It has made me a more sexual person. I don't have sex in my personal life. When I'm in LA, I have sex [on camera] four or five times a week. Then I come home for a month and I don't have sex at all. I masturbate three or four times a day."
Duke: "How do you spend your money?"
Bianca: "I save it. If I see something I want, I buy it. I spend a lot of money on other people."
Duke: "Are there a lot of scumbags in the industry?"
Bianca: "I've heard that from a couple of girls but I have been lucky. I've met very few. All the directors and companies I've worked for have been so nice to me and so professional."
Duke: "What do you love and hate about the industry?"
Bianca: "I hate the way these young girls get in the business and get used. They get in and make a lot of money and they get hooked on the drugs and the partying. After six months, they end up looking like little crack whores. They were so beautiful when first got in and they just don't look beautiful anymore.
"I know that it is not just the industry that does that. There are other kinds of businesses that people get into and that happens to them. From my point of view, that seems to happen more in porn.
"I hate the way a lot of outside people look at porn. I frequent the message boards. These guys get on these message boards and they talk s--- about the girls. They say we're dirty and washed up. They're probably living in their mom's basement yet they're jacking off to our porn. It seems disrespectful.
"These girls work their butts off...and even the ones who don't work their butts off, they're putting their health at risk."
Duke: "So you're noticing that porn fans have a love/hate relationship with porn?"
Bianca: "It's really weird.
"All the fans on my Yahoo group [she has almost 4,600 members], I don't have many that will say stuff like that. And I do some weird stuff. On my web cam, I'll drink my own piss."
Duke: "Ewww."
Bianca: "They don't criticize me for it. It's not something they put me down for. When they found out I was doing interracial scenes, I had two people tell me that what I was doing was nasty and just said stuff that I couldn't refute.
"I didn't mean to shock with you with that pissing thing. I heard you gag. I felt so bad. I thought, oh shoot, he's going to throw up."
Duke: "It's not something I'm into."
Bianca: "I know. I shouldn't have said that."
We laugh.
Duke: "I wasn't expecting that."
Bianca: "I'm sorry. That was great though."
Duke: "How did you come to do that?"
Bianca: "Pissmops.com. I worked for Kahn [Tusion]... I did one for Michael Stefano at Platinum X. It's my own piss. I don't care. It's nothing that turns me on. The main reason I think I like it is the shock factor. I totally get off on the reaction you had. That got me off right there. That was so awesome."
Duke: "Why do you enjoy shocking people?"
Bianca: "I don't know. I just do. I think it is cool when people freak out about it. 'Eww, that's so nasty.' Yet they still like me, so it can't be that nasty. I think it is funny to hear people freak out. I'm sorry."
Duke: "I'm afraid to ask you what other freaky things you've done."
Bianca: "At first there were a lot of scary things I was scared to do but if I were to go back now and do some of that stuff, it would be nothing."
Duke: "What type of man do you fall in love with?"
Bianca: "I don't usually fall in love. I've only fallen hard for one guy and I was young (16) and dumb. He was the first guy to pay attention to me and act like he cared for me."
Duke: "If somebody paid attention to you today and acted like he cared for you?"
Bianca: "I'd think he was faking to get in my pants."
Duke: "You've become jaded and cynical."
Bianca: "I was like this before porn, from before I was 18. I turn 22 Monday [February 14]."
Duke: "Twenty two and you're already drinking your own piss."
"Do you want to marry and have kids?"
Bianca: "Yes. It won't happen for a while but I want a child really bad."
Duke: "What are the highlights and lowlights of your porn career?"
Bianca: "Lowlight would have to be Joey, my first agent. After the first three months, it was hell. The first three months was awesome. He got me good work with big companies. But after that it was all Internet work. He had me to go to a couple of shoots where it was a guy with a camcorder. It seemed like a private.
"He lied a lot. He would tell me he had bookings for me when he didn't.
"After a year, I called him and said I didn't want to work for him anymore.
"Last I knew, he was with AssInc.
"I can just see it now what you are going to do with this interview. You are going to put on the top: 'Do not be a fan of Bianca's. She drinks her own urine.'"
Bianca says she is a night person. "That's the one thing I hate about porn. You have to be a day person to do porn."