Let’s talk about the adult business and the people who are running it now.

We have a whole bunch of people arguing over the same wretchedness. And when I ask questions or ask anything of any substance, everyone cowers in fear because they have no answers to reality.

You people who are listening, you all did this. You took something that was organic and pure to a certain extent and destroyed it. I’m talking about the adult business back before Twitter and Facebook when you had word of mouth and had to actually have talent.

We survived talent having to drive to VCA to get their tests notarized by Wendy Nitz. If you didn’t do it, you didn’t work for VCA Pictures. And everybody fucking did it.

It was a pain in the ass, especially if you didn’t live in Chatsworth. But you fucking did it.

Now? If you have a deadly disease and if somebody wants to know about it, everybody says, for some reason, nobody has the right to know. For some reason, it’s nobody’s right to know if your sexual partner has hepatitis C.

Russ Hampshire made sure that everybody who was in the movies he did were of age, so they didn’t have 16 year old girls like Traci Lords going around blowing everybody. He wanted to make sure their tests were legit, so they wouldn’t have people like Marc Wallice spraying HIV everywhere. So you came it and got checked out and notarized and cleared. You didn’t like it? Fuck you.

We can’t manage to figure out our testing regimen or how to handle an HIV outbreak and have a moratorium and run a genealogy and get those affected medication and counseling, but we somehow were able to make talent drive sometimes an hour to Chatsworth to VCA, where Russ Hampshire is out there in his Hawaiian shirt, smoking a cigarette and holding court with the entire industry leadership, and wait in a lobby for Wendy to take your ID’s and notarize you.

I know. Pretty massive undertaking for a bunch of jackoffs today who can’t even answer simple questions about hepatitis C.

We fight regulation. But the business had more regulation back then because you had people like Russ Hampshire regulating it.

Vivid wasn’t as staunch with the paperwork and notarizations, but if you wanted to work in a Paul Thomas film, you couldn’t be some poo butt that’s just gotten off the plane twitching from methadone.

Everybody who is in the business now took their marching orders from old dinosaurs like Russ Hampshire, including Stevie Hirsch.

Let me tell you one thing about Reuben Sturman. He did all the work for the Italians, but I will tell you this. His entire crew fucked the man at the end.

Everybody fucked the man because this is what Reuben did. He ran the entire empire, everything. When he got busted, he put all these different entities in his lifelong employees names. Reuben owned Capital News and a bunch of other companies, so when he went to jail, all these companies were under all these names, so that made them their companies. Reuben goes in and they all go “Hey Reuben! Fuck you!” Everybody from Goalie to Doc Johnson. I think even Ron Braverman, who runs Doc Johnson is or was with Reuben Sturman’s ex-wife. Reuben Sturman owned Doc Johnson. Reuben lost his company and his wife.

Look what happened to Russ Hampshire. Russ got fucked by Larry Flynt and Hustler. Russ sold VCA to Larry Flynt. Flynt reneged on the final payments and after a bunch of lawsuits, Larry Flynt fucked Russ Hampshire. Huge library of legendary movies that were stolen for pennies on the dollar. Movies that still sell today. That man got fucked.

The people who are running the business right now are the flunkies who took orders from Russ and Reuben and who aren’t qualified to shine their fucking shoes.

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