Vintage X-Rated Posters
Now that’s a bush you can be proud of
One of my great disappointments in life was that I was born just a couple decades too early to know the down and dirty New York City that Lou Reed and Al Goldstein thrived in. I will never know the seedy peep show, porn theatre Time Square that splashed giant posters of Debbie Does Dallas and Deep Throat everywhere. It’s always easy to romanticize times that you weren’t around for.
I know that not knowing or not experiencing always makes things seem cooler than they probably were. Your imagination tends to fill in the blanks.
I’m sure the “classic age” of porn is probably a really good prime example. The ridiculous cloths, the hairy bodies, the even hairier genitals, the bad acting, (any acting for that matter) the music, dirty magazines hidden in the attic, the thrill and abject terror of going to a MOVIE THEATRE to jerk off, the overwhelming shunning of society if you were caught being involved or even caught watching… good god the the sheer taboo of it all. The imagination runs wild with images of mustaches, cocaine and disco music.
But then there is the shitty reality they probably dealt with.
Those days you were a criminal and lowlife to be shunned at best, incarcerated at worst, and I’m talking about people who were caught WATCHING porn. The Aids epidemic was around the corner, those seedy neighborhoods that showed them were dangerous. Then lets not forget about the The ridiculous cloths, the hairy bodies, the even hairier genitals, the bad acting, (any acting for that matter) the music, dirty magazines hidden in the attic…
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