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Sunday, January 24, 2021

We already knew that pimpin’ ain’t easy. You’d think it would be somewhat easier in Nevada, what with that state’s longstanding legalized prostitution. But now, along comes America’s first-ever legal male sex worker, or “prostidude”, to draw fire from all conceivable quarters:

Funny thing is, Markus’ refusal to see male clients is earning him criticism from an entirely different group of industry insiders. A 22-year-old prostitute from Moore’s brothel says his women-only policy is sexist. “How can you just turn down services because of what someone’s preferences is? It comes with the territory. It comes with the business,” she told the AP. Well, that seems awfully unfair, considering that sex workers often draw personal boundaries that they do not cross. I wonder whether there’s a stereotype at play here — that of the straight male hooker who gets paid to do something he would happily do for free…

Look, you just can’t win. Cater to men and homophobes will freak; exclude male customers and you’ll be considered unprofessional. What’s a straight male gigolo to do? I guess we’ll have to wait to find out.

I don’t know what’s funnier here: That Licensed Fornication Inc. is worried about a supposed taint to their industry by allowing a Y-chromosome-for-hire; or that societal attitudes on man-on-man sex would be the catalyst for shutting down the brothel business altogether.

by Costa Tsiokos, Sun 01/24/2010 07:55 PM
Category: Society
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Maybe I’m not the one to criticize Demond Wilson when it comes to promoting “Second Banana”, his memoirs from his “Sanford and Son” years.

But if Wilson actually wanted this book to catch on, I think he should have gone with the far more obvious choice of title: “You Big Dummy!”. Having Redd Foxx’s signature catchphrase from the show front-and-center on the cover would bring the book instant pop-cultural recognition. Plus, the novelty factor alone would have ensured a few extra sold copies.

Alas, this lost opportunity seems like something that Lamont Sanford himself would have flubbed. Eliciting yet another “you big dummy!” from his Pop, Fred G. — perhaps followed by yet another in a series of “big one” heart attacks.

by Costa Tsiokos, Sun 01/24/2010 12:50 PM
Category: Comedy, Publishing, TV
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