Penis Hilton writes: I wanted to read this through and hold my tongue. But I had to comment because I recently saw [Paul] Fishbein a few weeks ago at a rare DVD strip mall outlet on Ventura Blvd. in the east valley. He was with a few buddies as if he were walking back in time to revisit the good old days. Yes, the biggest former publisher in blowbiz lives in the past just like the rest of us.

And rightfully so. But the reason why porn is dying is more a debate for sociologists than economists to ponder. Porn attracts too many nutjob rogues and malcontents who look at sex as a vice and women as vamps. So they can’t mix creativity or humanity with erotica. They stick to the freak show for jerkoffs because deep inside they have issues with talent.

The problem is that the DVD pros are not offering anything drastically different than what the freebie web amateurs are doing. Back in the glory days of porn you had real people auteurs who used porn as cinematic experiment and not an excuse for visual shock and awe. They told stories revolving around actual plots and storylines and not just E fast good net clips.

Today many stars have the brain of Sarah Palin or wood of Dan Quayle while most GenX bohemian directors brought up on Hip Hop and Jackass are mainly interested in shooting Xers inspired by drug trips instead of adult evolution. In a gangsta age where violence and death is a cultural political statement, porn’s target consumer is evil-is-hip bad ass libido.

This country is over. The Nov election between young Uncle Tom and old Toy Soldier is a reality puppet show. The top 1% sold us out to Chang, Mohammed and Schlomo. Won’t somebody make a Cafe Flesh for the 21st century before our end days? Or do porn’s old school legends have to end their comfy hasbeen retirement in an impromptu comeback?

Legit media takeoff material and group circus content is no longer cute or trendy. We need to cross over to earn sustainance and gain respect. Who will make a REAL FILM WITH SEX IN IT again rather than the same hardbody airhead fluff for vicarious voyeurs, fetish fans and harlot haters? It’s so bad, in the last decade fan jerkoffs have taken over smut media.

The last mainstream Oscar winner featured a 2 hour killing spree metaphor for our Orwellian times. Can’t we do better than that with orgasms to save the jizz biz? Let’s tell less is more filmic bedtime stories that send messages beyond the ins and outs. If we can’t we deserve to go out of business or resort to live sex shows in the pervert peekeasy shadows.

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Gene sez: I agree with everything you say except that Cafe Flesh example. God save us from that.