Hollywood, California, is my spiritual hometown. I actually grew up in three other communities in California, but it hardly seems to matter which three. How could my heart take root anywhere under the tyranny of American public schooling?
I don’t have to work for a living. After my father died in December 1997, my family and I won a legal settlement.
The Blog About
Nothing: Sudheer of Hyderabad, India, is a big fan of Playboy and an
even bigger fan of Seinfeld. In this blog, he composes humorous
dialogues for the show’s characters.
Hit & Run: the official
blog of my other favorite magazine, Reason: Free Minds and Free
Markets; winner
of the 2005 Weblog Award for Best Group Blog; “the best
libertarian blog” according to the October 2005 issue of
Playboy.
Scoobie Davis Online: a self-described “filmmaker, surfer, and party crasher” in southern California. He’s also a Playboy fan, a left-leaning political gadfly, and a connoisseur of Jack T. Chick religious tracts.
The Search for
Health in Decadence: poetry and philosophical writings of Will, who has
engaged me in lengthy, good-natured debate through comments on my
blog.
Up the Tao Staircase: self-deprecating wit and wisdom from a Taoist perspective.
The Blank Slate: The Modern Denial of Human Nature by Steven
Pinker. With stylistic flair, a Harvard cognitive scientist
refutes myths about human nature underlying a multitude of political
beliefs—including many of those that would either favor or
oppose the sexual revolution.
God in Popular Culture by Andrew M. Greeley. A liberal Catholic
priest sees quasi-Christian messages of grace abounding in the
allegedly soulless realm of commercial pop culture. For all I know,
Greeley is not necessarily a Playboy fan. But his
interpretation of Madonna’s song “Like a Virgin”—more plausible than the interpretation in Reservoir Dogs—has
influenced my impression of Playboy. (In case anyone wonders, my religious heritage is German-Hungarian Lutheran on my father’s side and Anglo-Scots-Irish secularist on my mother’s.)
This ad in favor of California’s Proposition 4 is loaded with melodrama. All the guy needs are a black cape, a top hat, and an old-time handlebar mustache. He should be tying a teenage girl to a railroad track after fucking her. The brute! The masher!
I believe I have reason to be cynical about the motives of parents who want the right to veto a teenage daughter’s abortion. Becoming a grandparent is significantly less life-changing than becoming a parent. Besides, a teen who would hide an abortion from her parents probably shouldn’t be expected to participate in a campaign to rat out her lover. She might think the law is an ass for labeling her the victim of a predator. Depending on the circumstances, she might even be right about that.
Meanwhile, sexy TV shows are being scapegoated for the fact that teenagers like sex. If you’re not too intellectually lazy, you should notice the lack of distinction between correlation and causation in the study. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Did the kids get horny by watching sex on television, or did their horniness cause them to enjoy those particular shows? If you don’t understand what I’m asking and why it’s important, please excuse yourself from voting tomorrow.
It’s my bad luck to be unable to vote this time around for lack of a permanent residence.* I’m counting on you folks to acknowledge my wisdom and act accordingly.
*Update, November 4, 2008, 3:53 p.m.: I was pleasantly surprised at my local polling place today. My name was on the rolls, even though my residence is a motel room. I voted!