Measure B: The Politics of Porn

I realize that in my first post I said that I would be writing on here every week, but I’m quickly realizing that between having a full-time job, building skills for a better job in the near-future, a social life, household chores, and trying to figure out how to write a feature-length screenplay, that I don’t have as much time to write on here as I would like. It’s more likely that I will end up writing here on a whenever-I-have-time basis.

But let’s move on to the meat of the matter, tasteless pun intended. About three weeks ago ago I went to a panel at USC about the pornography industry because that’s how I roll. I really wasn’t sure what to expect from it, but I actually found it very fun and enlightening;  I could tell it was going to be good when the audience was laughing along with the innuendo-filled opening monologue from a film school PhD candidate. The documentary Porn Star: The Legend of Ron Jeremy was a lot of fun, even if it did reveal the sad contrast between the glamorous life Ron Jeremy has lead and his constant search for approval that will leave him feeling forever unfulfilled. The film-student-filled audience also got a huge kick from seeing clips from the Star Wars porn parody, although it got uncomfortably quiet once the threesome began between Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, and Hans Solo began.

“Less ‘uncomfortable’ and more ‘I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.’”

After the screenings there was a Q&A session with Ron Jeremy, the most famous porn star ever; Steven Hirsch, owner of Vivid Entertainment, one of the biggest companies in the porn industry; and Allie Haze, an ex-Vivid actress. While there were a few interesting topics discussed that evening, the one that really got me thinking was Measure B.

Measure B is a referendum that was passed in Los Angeles County in November 2012 that requires pornographic actors to wear condoms in all scenes involving vaginal or anal intercourse. The purpose of the measure is to prevent actors from becoming infected by STDs, specifically HIV. There are some other effects of the measure, but the major points are that porn producers must pay fees for having county health officials on film sets to enforce the law, and that taxes are increased in Los Angeles County.

Of course porn producers and citizens alike don’t want to have to pay fines and taxes, but the porn industry has a history of STD outbreaks that certainly make the measure understandable from a public health point of view. In fact, back in the 1980s, HIV was rampant in porn and killed a lot of people. That’s when the Adult Industry Medical Health Care Foundation was set up, which established a system where HIV tests became mandatory every thirty days and all sexual contact became logged in a giant who-did-who system. The AIMHCF lasted until 2011 which, according to the porn industry, was because it was effective. The industry has managed to go almost completely HIV-free since the 1980s. Almost.

There have been a few outbreaks since the AIMHCF began. There was one case in 1988, when a porn star named Marc Wallice contracted HIV, supposedly from doing intravenous drugs. He then infected several other stars on different sets. There was another case in 2004 wherein an actor named Darren James received the HIV virus while working in Brazil. When he returned to the U.S., he got four other actors infected before the industry discovered what happened and shut down for thirty days while they got a quarantine enacted to get everyone who had sexual contact with James tested. There were 16 more cases reported in 2009, but they were all contracted on independent porn sets (i.e. sets that did not belong to production companies and did not follow industry rules), so I don’t hold those cases as either an outbreak (since no connection between the cases was reported) or as something that the industry is responsible for.

“AIDS for everyone!”

But then came 2010, when a huge scandal broke out. Porn actor Derrick Burts got HIV when working on a gay film set in Florida. It didn’t cause an outbreak, but it did get swept under the rug by the porn industry. At first Derrick was told by the AIMHCF not to tell anyone about it while they figured out what to do, and he stayed silent, but after two months of not receiving any health care assistance from them or even having them return his calls, he finally had a mental breakdown and went to the AIDS Healthcare Foundation, which is when he finally decided to reveal that he had contracted AIDS and that the porn industry did not do anything to protect him from it.

Aside from HIV outbreaks, the AIMHCF claimed that the general STD rate in porn actors remains somewhere around 2.4%. However, independent studies show that it’s actually higher than thatmuch higher. Around 33%, in fact. That, and the fact that the AIMHCF went bankrupt and dissipated in 2011 has since left the porn industry without any kind of established health standards at all.

From all this data, it seems pretty clear to me that a better system needs to be put into place to protect the health of porn actors. Even if the sex-to-HIV-contraction ratio is impressive, there is still evidence that an unnerving amount of people in the porn industry are getting diseases from their job. But in November 2012, I voted against Measure B, and I still would now.

My concern is not one of First Amendment rights, like Steven Hirsch tried to give at the USC panel. His argument was that if they were trying to film a scene that involved a husband trying to conceive a child with his wife, requiring a condom restricts their free speech. That argument is about as vaild as saying that requiring an actor to wear a seatbelt while filming a car crash is a First Amendment violation. In both cases, you’re risking an actor’s life. Not only that, but as someone who has worked on film sets before, I know there’s almost always a way to shoot around something and make it work. The general philosophy on film sets is to put safety first, no matter what, and I think the porn industry needs to do the same. I just don’t think condom enforcement is the best way to go about it.

Because raw dong affects our children too.

The main reason I am against the use of condoms is an economic one. As pretty much everyone in the industry stated before the measure passed, and as Steven Hirsch himself said at the panel, the porn industry will be forced to leave Los Angeles if the measure remains enacted. Why? According to Mr. Hirsch, it’s because they’ve done the research and found that videos that have the actors wearing condoms sell 30% less than the real deal. I suppose that makes sense; pornography is supposed to encapsulate the viewers’ sexual fantasies, and condoms can ruin that for people. To use the stunt car analogy from before, trying to vicariously live through a sexual fantasy where someone is wearing a condom is like trying to get into an intense Hollywood chase sequence where the drivers are stopping at every stop sign; it might promote safety, but it really takes away from the experience, and the experience is the whole reason the audience is watching it in the first place. Add on top of that the fact that the industry has slowly been declining over the last few years due to the rise of piracy and competing online porn companies, and suddenly you have an industry that doesn’t necessarily have the financial luxury of adapting to a law like this anymore.

As Mr. Hirsch stated at the panel, so far the porn industry has gotten around Measure B by filming outside of Los Angeles county, but they can’t keep that up forever; it’s costly. Right now the measure is being fought in the court system. But if they can’t beat the measure, they’ll be forced to leave—probably to Nevada. Essentially, Los Angeles county will have passed a law that forced a $10 billion industry out of its county, and considering how far in debt California is to begin with, never mind the fact Los Angeles county has had budgets that put it in the red for the last five years, then that’s a lot of potential tax dollars flying the coop. And worst of all: nothing will have changed. Porn will continue to not use condoms, and actors will continue contract STDs; they’ll just be doing it somewhere else. And those that continue to do it in Los Angeles will either be forced underground or will have to remain impractically low-budget.

So to me, it seems that we do have a problem with the Los Angeles porn industry continuing to spread STDs to its members (no pun intended), but being forced to use condoms is shooting both the industry and Los Angeles itself in the foot. There have to be other solutions, and while I’m not a political or economic expert by any means, I can brainstorm a few ideas.

“I have an idea. It’s called CLOSING YOUR LEGS.”

Let’s look at what caused the HIV catastrophes in the first place. In the 2004 and 2010 scares, both of the people that started the spread caught it themselves during shoots outside of L.A. that didn’t have the same HIV-checking system that the AIMHCF had implemented. Thus, maybe it should be a law that every time a porn actor leaves the county for work, he has to be tested for HIV before he can work again in L.A. In the case of the 1998 scare, the actor had contracted HIV through needle use. Perhaps more frequent testing should be required in the industry to prevent HIV spreading. For example, it could be a law that actors must get tested every two weeks instead of every month. That way they can discover HIV-positive cases and enact quarantines more quickly. Or, if STDs in general are the issue, perhaps they should use a more sophisticated testing method than just urine samples so that actors can be more accurately diagnosed and treated. Of course, any of these methods are going to cost the porn industry, but hopefully not as much as the drop in sales that condoms would incur.

These suggestions are by no means exhaustive; they’re simply suggestions. But it’s clear to me that while there is an STD problem in the L.A. porn industry, condoms are not the only answer. I propose that we look at what else can be done before we have to arrive at something as drastic as Measure B.

And before I finish (no pun intended), I realize I’ve gone this entire article talking about porn but haven’t shown a single pornographic image for shock laughs. That’s not for lack effort; I looked through Google images, but I discovered quickly that porn stills aren’t really funny within themselves. What is funny is the safe-for-work versions of them, so I leave you with this:

Harry Potter and the Deus Ex Machina

A few months ago I was watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone with my good friend Matt Payte because I was studying superhero stories. He was heckling through the whole film. Granted, most of the jokes were about the teachers wanting to molest the children; that’s the kind of humor Matt has, and Matt is the kind of person I hang out with. Judge as you will.

The jokes that weren’t pedophile-related were actually pretty insightful, though. I’ve always learned that stories are supposed to have active protagonists that move the story along, but as Matt was continually pointing out, Harry Potter has almost everything done for him.

Before I dive in to this topic, I will be using some screenwriting terminology to talk about this film. For those of you who aren’t familiar with screenwriting or the film industry, I will be referring to “sequences” and “acts,” which are used to organize major character and plot events in a script. I will be writing a post on this later. For now, if you want to educate yourself a little bit, my good friend and fellow writer Daniel Stalcup has a great document that can tell you most of what you need to know about screenplay writing, which you can access here.

And for those of you who are somehow behind pop culture by about twelve years and haven’t figured this out by now: SPOILER ALERT.

As a baby at the foot of the Dursleys’ doorstep, the Hogwarts staff establish the fact that Harry is special. Harry then grows up as a boy under the less-than-happy parentage of Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Later, Hagrid shows up and tells him that he’s a wizard and all that. Other than Chris Columbus’s god-awful direction and Daniel Radcliffe being a terrible actor, the movie starts off pretty well. It establishes Harry’s need for a family. It’s a decent first sequence.

In the second sequence we learn what it is that Harry wants: to defeat Voldemort. Granted, not much emphasis is placed on that point, since Chris Columbus would much rather spend the time pointing out how motherfucking magical this world is, but it’s still there.

Where the movie starts getting problematic is in the second act. Harry faces a lot of conflicts, but he is seemingly able to overcome all of them without having to put in any effort. Instead, he is given solutions seemingly out of nowhere. For example, Harry wants to get Ron some food on the train. Viola! His parents left him tons of gold so that he could buy whatever he wanted. Harry wants to get Neville’s remembrall back from Draco. Surprise! He’s automatically amazing at broom-riding, which coincidentally makes him the best at a sport that’s designed to make Harry Potter’s position the only one that is relevant to actually winning the game.

“Catch this and you win. All the other rules are bullshit.”

The list goes on. When Harry needs a broom for his first quidditch game, one is given to him. When he needs a way to find information about Nicolas Flamel, he is randomly given an invisibility cloak. When he is in the woods and is about to be attacked by a evil hooded creature, he is saved out of nowhere by a centaur who has never showed up or even been alluded to previously and who never shows up again afterward.

And possibly the worst offender of all is the climax scene. In the mirror room, Harry finally faces off against Voldemort. Yes, the scene does what it is meant to do in a superhero movie: it has the hero pursue what he wants only to discover that he actually got what he needed without realizing it. In this case, Harry pursues stopping Voldemort and in the process discovers his true family in the form of his dead parents’ love. The problem is that Harry doesn’t have to do anything in the scene but stand there. Not only does he not offer any resistance when Quirrell/Voldemort tells him to to walk to the mirror and get the Sorcerer’s Stone for them, but when they try to take the stone away from him, he doesn’t try to use magic or any of the skills he has been learning up to this point to fight back. Nor does he have to, apparently, because his parents do all the fighting for him; all Harry has to do is touch Professor Quirrell and he dies.

“‘Mommy’s love?’ Are you fucking kidding me?”

This isn’t to say that the Harry Potter franchise isn’t a good one; the books are excellent, and the movie scripts still have strong structure to them, even if Chris Columbus and David Yates ruined their respective films. But Harry Potter’s strength as a protagonist, and especially his arc as a character, is greatly diminished by taking away his ability to resolve his own conflicts.

Essentially, Harry goes around the entire film being told that he is special and is going to do great things, and he does, but only because he is given a bunch of overpowered stuff that does everything for him. And that means that it’s the stuff that’s special, not Harry.

First Post

Well howdy, folks! Why don’t ya’ll come on up in here and take a gander! Why don’t we do a little dosey doe ’round this here fancy new website I been…

Ah, fuck it. I was trying to go all wacky and welcoming to set the tone of this website, but that’s more effort than it’s worth. That, and the reality is that I’m far too self-aware to not comment on my own crazy BS about five seconds into indulging it. And yes, I do enjoy my own insanity, thank you very much. I mean, sure, I could act normal, but where’s the fun in that?

“Damn straight!”

And speaking of indulgence, yes, there will be lots of motherfucking swearing on this motherfucking website. Know why, cocksucker? Because while I have to censor myself in public, at work, and in my commercial writing, I sure as dick-tits don’t have to on my own website. I believe in self-expression! And shock value.

But this website has functions other than an outlet to write schoolyard profanities. In fact, the larger purpose is to provide a space to share my writing in all of its forms: screenplays, short films, poetry, and a weekly blog post (i.e. rant). The blog posts will be my reflections on my own writing and my thoughts on media I am exposed to at the time, be they TV shows, movies, books, or websites. Occasionally my posts will go off-topic, going into subjects like politics, people I know, or funny third thing, but those will hopefully not derail the main point of the site.

I realize that none of my work (other than my poetry) is posted yet, but I’m still trying to figure out how this whole “building a website” thing works. I get the basic features of WordPress, but it turns out I can only do a limited amount of things before I actually have to dive into CSS and PHP code and customize it to really get what I’m looking for. As I teach myself those coding languages and figure out more about website architecture, you’ll be seeing lots of changes on this site in the months ahead.

So here goes! Wish me luck, bitches!

-Tristan