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...reason for flagging inhibitions? The study suggests the changes are largely due to increased accessibility to sexual content and the greater ease with which like-minded partners can find one another. The report finds that a staggering two out of every three kids in France has seen a porno film by the age of 11; 10% of women and 13% of men, meanwhile, said they'd use web sites to link up with prospective partners. At younger ages, the percentage of women using the net to arrange dates surpasses that of males...
Bakht Munih, 43, knows porn when he sees it. He scans a display of DVDs and jabs a finger at one that depicts a man and a woman, their faces perilously close. "That's a porno," the fruit vendor shouts. "It's a man kissing a woman." Aziz ul-Haq, the video-shop owner, is incredulous. "This is a family drama, a romance, nothing more," he says. The crowd of men crammed into this darkened shop nods in agreement with Haq. But Munir storms out with a warning: "These movies are destroying the character of our children...
...only. Most, like Medium Cool, were serious, intense, mature social studies; and one, Midnight Cowboy, won the Oscar for the best picture of 1969. But two things changed. The MPAA had copyrighted its other classification, but not the X, which was soon appropriated by the early-'70s wave of porno features. Studios quickly became reluctant to release X-rated films, and an important avenue for frank artistic initiative was closed off. The director was still "free to make any movie he wants to make"; but now his studio contract obliged him to trim an X down to an R. Freedom...
...that refers to both the film fare and the clientele. As recalled by Jimmy McDonough, the Suetonius of sleaze, the Metropolitan was "a cavernous, ancient ex-vaudeville hall where customers searching for strange flesh skulked through a dark, Lysol-doused passageway hidden behind a flickering screen of endless porno...
...drag (be sure to see Hasty Pudding this year, it’s faaaabulous!), but this doesn’t mean I haven’t taken a few shots of myself humorlessly glaring at the camera, awkwardly forming my lips into some sort of porno-star sneer in a disturbing attempt at whatever I think of as masculinity. I even recently flipped the collar of my pink polo shirt and donned a Red Sox cap during one of these personal photo shoots. This was truly the low point of my existence...