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...Other burlesque dancers followed, adding a heavy dose of politics. There was Miss Dirty Martini, who came onstage dressed as blind justice and proceeded to gorge herself on dollar bills. It was an indictment of the Bush administration, and she had an American flag covering her crotch. Krylon Superstar started off by giving members of the audience a lap dance and then sang a protest song. The sparkler he put up his ass had, I think, something to do with America. I talked to Miss Dirty Martini after the show, and she told me that burlesque was an American folk...
...Three years later, as I prepare to graduate, perhaps the only things I can take away from my liberal arts education is that smooth plastic is the poor man’s crotch, my parents are fairly average hippies, and my family is not actually perverted, but highly tuned to the natural state of humanity. A 1999 study cited on sleepnaked.org found that 38 out of 45 participants fell asleep faster, slept better and woke more energized when they were in the buff. The Olympics used to be a nude event. Traditional art lauds the naked body as the height...
...That tribute, like my opening paragraph, betrays a nostalgia for a kinder, gentler moviescape, back when stars spoke love in whispered metaphors and a leading lady knew how to get out of a limo without exposing her crotch. But that notion of refinement was a fiction too. It happened to be the prevailing tone of A-list movies of the 40s that lingered through the 50s. Kerr was not some elevated being who allowed herself to be photographed. She was an actress, convincingly playing these roles. And though her career was never marked by scandal, off-camera she could...
...Josh came out of the river sopping wet and pulled the thing out of his crotch and said--he was talking to himself--he said, "What do you do?" "Oh, I'm an actor." [Everybody laughs...
...breath came out in sobs, and tears welled out of its eyes when it blinked.” A new recruit’s first experience in ‘Nam: he lies in bed with a prostitute who is “blowing smoke from her crotch while the jukebox in the next room played ‘Satisfaction’ by the Rolling Stones.” However, a few potent images cannot carry a novel like they can a short story. And that is the problem with the work: Johnson relies too much on images and respects...