Sex Ed

From Nurse Fusion, a link to an article about "Love Land" in South Korea, a theme park about sex: "statues, photographs and sculptures that seem like something halfway between a post-modern version of those temple phalluses and a Jeff Koons installation -- just more trashy, if that's possible."

This brings to mind a Sex Ed moment from my teens. My dad informed me that I lived in a very backwards and puritanical country regarding such matters. He told me that when he had visited Rome as a young man in the Navy, he'd seen ruins of houses of prostitution which featured erotic sculptures illustrating the specialties of the various ladies.

Another Sex Ed moment from my youth is comic. In those days, American "girlie mags" did not show genitalia or even public hair. Everything was smudged out. It therefore became a very big deal to find photos of ladies with public hair, which usually came from out of the country and then quickly circulated. I once received one in the mail myself, having ordered a nudist magazine from Denmark. When it arrived in the mail, my mother picked it up. Seeing the Danish postmark, she assumed it was a Danish astronomy magazine since I was a very active amateur then. She tracked me down with it, saying, "Your Danish astronomy magazine arrived." So much time had passed I'd forgotten about the other -- and almost opened it in front of her. Then, seeing the corner of the mag, a young blonde hairdo, I remembered and hustled away to blush in privacy.

Even before this, in Jr High, what is now called Middle School, I ran a local soft porn show. My dad was stationed in Guam right after WWII. My mom worked as a hairdresser. So I got home from school first with a couple hours to kill before mom got home. When the mail came, it sometimes brought a roll or two of 8mm film from my dad in Guam. Most of these contained shots of women, young and old, pretty and not, skinny and fat, walking around topless in grass skirts. I'd take a peek and if the ladies were hot, would call up my buddies to come over so we could gawk before mom got home. Later I'd show her the films, of course, but she never had anything to say about all the half-naked women in them.