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I remember Playboy in its glory days. Lithe, busty, gorgeous young women gracing the centerfold of a magazine people admitted reading “only for the articles.” In truth, in a pre-Internet age, Playboy was one of the few sources for its kind of literature and journalism, but oh, the young ladies! Imagine my disappointment when I learned of airbrushing.
But the world was changing. Following the lead of less respectable publications, Playboy began depicting pubic hair, mere wisps at first, but eventually, entire rain forests. The imminent downfall of civilization was forecast, yet civilization survived.
Playboy continues to hang on, but recently announced it will no longer publish nudity. Anyone still subscribing will be doing it for the articles.
The subject of this article is one I broached in The Porn Paradox in 2014. In the 60s and 70s, those seeking XXX-rated movies found themselves, with like-minded souls—mostly male–in tiny, sordid little theaters where popcorn sales were not a major money-maker. And then came VCR technology, which, in a span of a few years, ended the XXX theater industry, replacing it with the XXX video industry. DVD’s increased the convenience of distribution and ownership, and expanded the specialized offerings available in the porn industry. The imminent downfall of civilization was forecast, yet civilization survived.