From a Fancy Pants School to a No Pants School, with a Pit-stop in Law & Politics
The other day I found myself zoning out, entranced by the footage of two men making sweet kisses on eachothers' manholes, lovingly reflecting on my time at XXXXEntertainment. Would this really be the end of such daily absurdities in my life ... the end of the extraordinary and profane setting the backdrop for my everyday work? Maybe, as I've taken an editor job with a major media (non-adult) company. My adventures in gay porn have come to an end and it's time to focus on the next big thing, working towards my goals as a comedy writer. In my time at XXXX, I learned so much about people, business, and life. Waspy seeming folks like myself from fancy pants schools (and I'm certainly not saying that I'm only one with such a background in the biz) for the most part stay away from the adult biz (at least from working in it- as we all know most of these folks are consumers or enjoyers of the smut). Taking this job was a risk, and only if I had a little more fear and a little less faith in myself, I wouldn't have worked here. I'm "me" no matter where I go. Working in the adult industry exposed me to far less grotesque and dishonest situations than my time in law and politics. The honesty and brash unapologetic nature of the business are perhaps its greatest virtue. I certainly do not advocate the adult business as a whole, it's just that my experience here knocked a lot of our society's conservative, judgmental success valuations on their ass. We are a culture dominated by GPAs, standardized testing, and a culture that encourages working at shitty places you don't want to work at just to boost your resume. The economy has a very strong ability to douchbagify otherwise good people- people whose motivations become tainted by absurd ideals, in a society where it seems half the country is going to law school for no other reason than aimless ambition. After all, this is a society where people pay money for absolutely terrible looking logo emblazoned Louis Vuitton bags. In my last words as XXXXEntertainment's Publicity Director, I hope the press comes to embrace XXXXas the star he deserves to be. There is no one on Earth quite like him. XXXXis one of the few people in the world with a truly unique perspective and fresh, original world view. I don't and never will agree with everything that XXXXhas to say nor agree with the things he does. But there's not a person alive who I could endorse 100 percent, not even myself. After all, to err is human. And yes, as his famous reputation suggests, XXXXis an asshole. But for every ounce of motherfucker in XXXX is an equally delightful ounce waiting to be discovered. He's one of the strongest, most outspoken members of the gay community, and one of the most tasteful, progressive, and artful producers of erotic entertainment. His advances in adult film will do more to influence the quality and arguably the atmosphere of the adult industry than anything that's happened since the invention of the DVD. Just watch XXXX and you'll see what I mean. And if you're wondering why I'm going on and on like this, well ... there's really enough to fill a book, so I've been writing one. Keep an eye out for "The Devil Wears Magnums" (theHeatherReznorstory) at a Barnes and Noble near you. All future XXXX matters should be directed to XXX (who I hand selected for his delightfulness and skill) or XXXX (who also kicks ass). XXXX@XXXX.COM PS- My real name is XXXX, and you can keep up with me on my personal site, XXXX.com.
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