Monday, 6 December 2010

They Shoot Fish In Barrels Don't They?

I have been reading John Waters new book "Role Models", where Waters interviews people whom he felt fit in his mind the idea of a role model. I am reading the part of the book that includes Bobby Garcia and David Hurles whom have simply threw caution to the wind and do things that they felt were just intrinsically natural to them. Nothing wrong with that, but both men felt that this was part of their destiny to do the jobs of making a chronical of men that they were extremely attracted to. Snug as a flea in a dogs ass, they go about life putting themselves really out there of there own free will and not really giving a fuck what anyone else thinks. I recently read a small blurb about Treasure Island Media and the recent controversy by being fined by the state with three citations for not having a health & safety protocal in place for employee's on set, and the potential risk of supposed exposure.

When I worked for John T. Bone we had no practice and or protocal let alone a safety measure governed by the state. I remember we used to call the grunt "sppoge boy" his job was nothing more than pass the Bounty paper towel roll, mop up the femal squirters juice, spunk, hand the lube and or run and get the odd item and bring it to set. An easy gig for doing virtually fuck all at a $100.00 for the day and not doing dirty manual labour. John was quick witted and very knowledgeable of reading people,watching him was both entertaining and funny and other times, tedious, and down right hard, but never ever dull. Yet I endured cause I chose to deal with this person. To produce porn and I mean really make adult films you need a keen sense of empathy and the ability to know how to work with and read people. It's not entirly about finding two people and pointing a camera and hope it works.

Still it got me to thinking about the subject of role moadels and how they parley in my brain. I never gave it much thought as to whom I would be inspired by, but it always seemed to be the social misfit, the outcast and the sometime brutally honest who said , Fuck This, I am gonna do what I want. It's not so much a voice of a generation as just a real human element in us all, which some of us, are more prone to pushing that button than most. Do I think P.T. Barnum and Paul Morris are role models? Not sure cause i never gave it anythought. I liked the fact that David Hurles was drawn to a certain type of man, and often placed himself at risk and his safety because he was so drawn to these type of men, and made a life persuing it so. Face it the guy had balls. I can say that they fascinate me cause they achieved what they set out to do, made people think whether they wanted to or not.

I see a parallel between P.T, Barnum and the elusive Paul Morris, cause they have a mystique that only those close to them can get any true insight on. Yet they are shrouded in both mystery and have an uncanny knack for reading the human condition through body language and bahavioral patterns. Does this make them evil? No only more attuned to read people and what they are really thinking. P.T. Barnum claimed that there was a sucker born every minute, and he built a empire based on that claim. Paul Thomas, mind you his type a sucker is more of the physical act "sucker" rather than a dupe whom was looking for a snake oil claim. Still the truth that these two people present something that is present in all of us, a inquisitive and much darker side. P.T. Barnum would showcase an oddity/daredevil for show, Morris the primal sexual scope in raw form. Both entertain, it's the viewer whom is then and only then left to make up his/her own mind.

It's easy to weigh down Morris's production company with right wing flavoured sanctomony or crusaid tinted sentiment, but for what? It isn't enough that gay men have enough to contend with that in the throws of passion they succumb to what all men fall prey to inevitably, LUST! The magic potion that clouds minds and to some is far more dangeous than any drug sold over a counter or back alley. Reading these comments from pseudo middle class american bourgeois moralist point. To me if both
Barnum and Morris were not doing this, someone else would eventually. Yet what they clearly do is make you think. Some will view it simply as fantasy, others will look at the romantic aspect or freedom without any judgement or stigma. Clearly whatever
the reason it will always mark a response with those whom are so willing to poke judgement with their moral sticks.

Personally I am a fan of the films that Treasure Island produce, but I don't ponder the social and civil liberties taken by the preformers or wonder the exploitative viewpoints of the cast. Why, cause it's fucking PORN! Let's be honest I am here to watch Ben Kingsley in fucking Gandhi. When I worked in porn straight men and women were still at risk of being classified as possitive, and just cause the had a regular test still didn't mandate their safety as bullet proof. Some of the straight talent were far more active off screen in their private lives. Still that was and is their decision to do as they wish. I get shit from the council
with random paranoia in regards to a hypethetical situations that are so outlandish that are based solely on fear and misinformation, primarily cause I am a tattoo artist. So I try and keep a level head and address each issue with patience and knowledge.

To me what Paul Morris does is no different than that of the work of Nan Goldin, he allows us to be a voyuer and be intimate as her photos do the same. I find Tom Bianchi's far more offensive as the dude trolls muscle websiites looking for the next beauty to be photographed to therefore validate his fucking dinosaur loins. It would be a different story if he was just documenting other people, but there that son of a bitch is, dick in hand acting as if machismo was in his humble presence. It all seems so homogenized and well fucking stiff. I think Morris has presented gay men with a mirror, a sexual mirror that entices some and frightens others, as we all have the same feelings deep down inside us. Whether we choose to act on them is another issue. And those issues are not mine to cast fucking judgement on to another, to feel as if I have a duty. Years ago, a guy gave me shit in a bathouse cause I was with two guys in less than 30 minutes, and therefore decided I was a low grade subspecies than that asshole. My response was: Hey pal, your in a fucking bathouse. if you want to pass moral codes around pull that stick out of your ass and go to your fucking church, don't judge me
cause I chose to act on my shit and your still without. FUCK YOU!

It may be that a disgrunteled former employee has tried to stitch up Mr. Morris and co, but that is his business and his alone.
What i find funny is that bareback porn outsells regular porn. I think it's just that when it comes to sex people don;t want to be booged down with the financial, social and religious guidelines that are battery rammed down peoples throats on a daily basis.
You don't have to watch it and you most certainly don;t have to buy into it either. Because that is your choice. If you ask me, there seems to be a argument that is reminescent of the whole satanic black metal being dangerous and blaming bands for morons whom took to suicide or blasting the school faculty. It's not the band's fault for making a product that is supposedley for entertainment. You can't blame a band for a kid who's mental driveway doesn't connect to the house or a street. Nor is it Paul Morris's fault for the reason a sudden surge in the behavior patterns of other's. Most porn companies can hold a resentment against him because the one aspect that he has going for him over the others. Buying power. His product out sells the others , so if you want to take it out on anyone it should be the buying market. Outlawing it would only entice people as it becomes more taboo. People are simply drawn to taboo's once they have been stricken from the social codes.

Morris has created a cloud in a bell jar for others to watch and capturing that on film. No script, no premise other than fucking, and the primal state simply taking it's natural physical course. Barnum and Morris have achieved the greatest show on earth, because it makes others want to watch, or at least bitch about it. I have to say I do love going to the circus myself.

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