March 20, 2005 by s.z.

Another "Tart, Shallow Tell-All" by a Shallow Tart  Oh, and speaking of cheap and salacious summer books, here's some more info about Ben Shapiro's racey, new roman a clef, Porn Generation: How One Young Man Prostituted Himself to the Religious Right For Spending Money.     From the Inside FlapTalkin’ about my generation? It’s the Porn Generation Well, "Generation Porn" is a snappier label than "Gen Y" or "those kids today, with their rock music and their virginity."  It’s everywhere, from commercials to New York Times bestsellers to college (and even younger) classrooms. In fact, pornography has become such a part of normal life in 21st century America that many teens and twenty-somethings have had no more important influence. They are the porn generation, where life’s expectations come from Mouseketeer pop tarts, Victoria’s Secret, Internet titillation, and condom-flogging sex education. So, Ben's thesis is that pornography controls the lives of many of his peers -- but since he was homeschooled, he never had any condom-flogging sex ed; and because he had the courage to denounce Britney Spears as a slut right after she shared a kiss with Madonna, he has proven that he is the only young person strong enough to withstand porn's evil influence.  Therefore, he was given the mandate to spend a couple of years immersed in porn, so he can have first-hand experience with just how scuzzy it is.  You know, for the sake of other kids.   Tom Wolfe’s novel Charlotte Simmons told part of the story—but in Porn Generation it’s for real. With Ben as Charlotte, Ann Coulter as the snotty cheerleader who makes fun of Charlotte's small-town innocence, Armstrong Williams as the black athlete who seduces her, and Mike Adams as Charlotte's immoral college professor who is focused on her vagina instead of her soul.  (Disclaimer: I never read Charlotte Simmons, so I don't know if Mike Adams is really mentioned in it.)  Ben Shapiro speaks as a member of this generation, Even though he's way better than everybody else in it. and the tale he has to tell is a shocking perspective on life in an age where moral relativism reigns on college campuses, oversexed narcissism rules the airwaves, and purity is the new sin. This is where he gets back at everyone for those "Virgin Ben" cracks. In Porn Generation you’ll learn: · How porn producers see themselves as shaping and taking over Mainstreet U.S.A. · I think that porn producers could make that staid Disneyland tribute to the heartland a lot more popular.  Maybe they've been hired as "Imagineers."  The real face of taxpayer-funded sex education: nine-year-olds learning about condoms; twelve-year-olds being questioned about their "sexual orientation" · Thirteen-year-olds being told that Coke isn't a contraceptive; Fifteen-year-olds learning that babies aren't found under cabbage leaves. The new collegiate do’s (accepting "sexile") and don’ts ("dormcest") · I don't believe that Ben has ever lived in a dorm, so he presumably read about these terms on the Harvard Independent - Forum How Hollywood and TV have mainstreamed pornography: why porn stars now turn up regularly on television and in glossy ads—and why celebrities imitate porn stars Ben uncovers the shocking discovery that sex sells! Mamas, don’t let your daughters grow up to be co-eds: why on college campuses—and throughout the porn generation—sexual relationships are as disposable as used condoms After you read Ben's book, you will keep your daughter locked in her bedroom (and fit her with a chasitity belt), because you will see just how slutty kids today are.  Except for that nice Shapiro boy -- you'll want her to marry him. Is there any good news? Yes. A lifestyle of playing pimps and hos—even if dressed up in preppie clothing—can only last so long before disease, despair, and depression set in—and many in the porn generation are beginning to wake up to their tragedy. Many are waking up, but the rest are dying of disease, despair, and depression -- that's the good news. Ben Shapiro closes Porn Generation with a roundtable discussion that brings together the diverse perspectives of columnist and bestselling author Michelle Malkin, Dallas Morning News op-ed editor Rod Dreher, former Princeton chaplain Father C. J. McCloskey III, and columnist and bestselling author David Limbaugh to discuss how bad things have become and what the prospects are for bringing the porn generation back from the brink. Because if anybody has a handle on what today's teens are up to, it's Michelle Malkin, Rod Dreher, a priest, and David Limbaugh. Porn Generation is the book that will define this generation—and provide a warning for generations to come. It's already a warning to generations to come about the dangers of sexual repression combined with a book contract from Regnery. 5:28:52 AM

World O'Crap Book Club: Sleazy Summer Reading Frederick, who knows what we like, informs us that The Smoking Gun has the lawsuit that Robert Steinbuch filed against "Washingtonnienne" Jessica Cutler.   In it, he demands a jury trial, and seeks "compensatory and punitive damages" for how Culter invaded his privacy and intentionally caused him emotional distress.  The document includes all the posts from Cutler's blog that mention a certain "crazy hair-pulling, ass-smacking dude" referred to as "RS": reading them, one agrees that Cutler did subject him to humiliation (and possibly some anguish).  However, I don't know if it's "beyond that which any reasonable person should be expected to bear in a decent and civilized society," because in a decent and civilized society you don't engage in kinky sex with a coworker before you know her well enough to realize that she's psycho (unless you LIKE psychodrama, in which case you don't later sue her for the humiliation and anguish she caused you).  See, Steinbuch claims in the suit that while he was having a relationship with Cutler, he didn't know that she was sleeping with five other men, that she was taking money from some of them for having sex, and that she was blogging about her experiences with him.  Guys, let this be a lesson to you: don't jump into an evening of hair-pulling and spanking with a wanton young coworker before you've spent enough time with her to get some clues about how she spices her boring job, and how she makes ends meet on her entry-level salary. Anyway, from reading the blog entries included in the suit, one does feel properly humilated for Steinbuch.  However, one also feels sorry for Cutler: one day she's telling her coworkers about having sex with RS and "about the spanking ... So they were shocked.  Not sure I should have told them."  A day or so later, she and RS have sex "every which way," and then he tells her that he's heard she's been "spreading the spanking rumor around the office."  Per her, he's not mad though, and they continue to bonk each each other every night.  A couple of days later she writes, "I like him very much, and he likes me.  But can it go anywhere, i.e. marriage?  I don't know."   One has to pity somebody who thinks that spreading spanking rumors around the office can possibly lead to marriage.  (And if Steinbuch really did know about her "spreading the spanking rumor" and he continued to sleep with her, then it kind of undercuts his lawsuit, because it sounds like he was willing to forego his privacy for the kinky sex.  And frankly, if he is so humiliated and anguished by the stuff Cutler wrote about him, why is he taking action guaranteed to get everyone talking about it all again?  Is he trying to help her flog her book, as some have suggested?  (Her novel, which is scheduled for release on 1 June, is mentioned in the suit: "Cutler signed a book contract, and received a $300,000 advance, with Hyperion Press, a divison of Disney Corporation, to write a thinly disguised novel, of the roman a clef genre, in which the contents of her blog, including her relationship with Plaintiff, are described in graphic detail").  Does he just want some of her advance money as compensation for his shame?  Or is the suit merely his chance to tell his side of the story (that he is handsome and virile, not pathetic; that he never knew that she was a slut; and that the spanking was all her idea). Consider the following: The suit claims the Cutler revealed "private facts" about Steinbuch that violated his privacy and which were designed to cause emotional distress. "The private facts revealed include such facts as the number of times he ejaculated." In the next paragraph, this is revealed to be two times during one encounter. So, Steinbuch is quite the stud, per Cutler. Man, the humiliaton! Another private fact: "spanking and hair pulling during their sexual activity (but conveniently leaving out Cutler's request of both)." So, when you read the novel, keep in mind that all the S&M that occurs between the heroine and the RS character was really HER idea! The suit also cites the "private fact" that Cutler revealed to the world "physical descriptions of his naked body" -- the example provided was "has a great ass." Oh, the shame, the shame! Other private and personal facts were scandalized to attract more attention; For example, Plaintiff's response to Cutler's question "am I too lazy in bed?" of "I don't mind passive" was presented as "he told me he likes submissive women."  So, even if this case never goes to court, remember that Steinbuch doesn't really like passive women, he was just trying to make Cutler feel good. Anyway, let's look at the book: The Washingtonienne : A Novel  by Jessica Cutler Product Details Publisher: Hyperion (June 1, 2005) Reading level: All Ages Um, while I'm sure it's written at a level that all ages CAN read, should we really be letting innocent grade-school children such as the Gurdonettes learn about butt sex for money?  Editorial Reviews From Publishers Weekly Cutler, the lowly Senate staffer who rocked the Capital last year with her salacious online diary, rehashes her ride into infamy in a tart, shallow tell-all that begs off as fiction. Tart and shallow is as a shallow tart does. Smart but spoiled Jacqueline heads for the Hill after a broken engagement in New York.  [...]  She mines her dizzying array of casual sexploits, dished in callous, raunchy detail, for a blog to keep her friends in the loop ("I was a bitchy slut and so were all of my friends. Why not put it out there?"). Jacqueline winds up on D.C. gossip site Blogette—prompting her abrupt dismissal, an underdeveloped bit of soul-searching and lots of media attention.  Of course, this is just fiction -- the real Washingtonienne didn't do any soul-searching after being spotlighted by  "Blogette," and catapulted to fame and notoriety -- she just did some body-baring for Playboy.   Anyway, while you read it, remember that the studly Jewish guy who looks like George Clooney is really Robert Steinbuch, and that Jacqueline made him spank and get spanked. 4:56:43 AM