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Yes, college, where every night is
Friday night, where Chaucer still mat-
ters and where the minds that will shape
our world tomorrow are already doing
50 today. It's no coincidence that some
of our most important companies were
started by student hackers in dorm
rooms. In The Hacktivists, David Kush-
ner explores why the next generation of
Mark Zuckerbergs will continue to pave
the way for the future. There's a cost to
all this new computer technology, how-
ever, as author Heidi Boghosian writes
in Forum's "The Surveillance Industry."
You probably knew the government was
spying on you; did you know it was out-
Sourcing the job to public corporations?
Our college issue always includes a picto-
rial; this year we sent photographer Jared
Ryder on a swing through the West in
search of student bodies. Check out our
delicious Girls of the Pac 12. Samuel L.
Jackson, Hollywood's highest-grossing
actor, sits for the Playboy Interview this
issue. Jackson takes us behind
the scenes of his new Spike
Lee movie, Oldboy, and Quentin
Tarantino's Django Unchained.
"Tarantino asked me to play
the most hated Negro charac-
ter in cinema history," recalls
Jackson. Speaking of movies,
Matthew Ross will terrify you
with the harrowing true story
of American filmmaker Tim
Tracy, whose arrest in Cara-
cas in April was ordered by
Venezuelan president Nicolas
Maduro, Tracy landed inside
one of the world's most violent
prisons on terrorism and spying

charges. Was he guilty? Would Jared Ryder

he make it out alive? Find out in

Inside El Rodeo. Autumn means

the return of football. Elite young quar-
terbacks such as Colin Kaepernick and
Andrew Luck are redefining today's grid-
iron, but in Playboy's NFL Preview, Rick
Gosselin picks an old-school QB to win
Super Bowl XLVIII. That young Sammy
Hagar-looking guy at right is Stu Dearn-
ley, the University of Arkansas student
who won our annual College Fiction Con-
test. Sparring Partners tells the story of
the complicated relationship between a
dad behind bars and his football-star son.
It's a jailhouse morality tale with an edge
so sharp it'll give you paper cuts. We take
aturn from fiction to fragrances. Our fash-
ion and grooming director, Jennifer Ryan
Jones, selects nine luxe colognes that
will have you smelling your finest this fall.
Finally, James Deen swings away in 20Q.
Deen is a prolific heterosexual porn star
who, interestingly, is a favorite of teenage
girls. How did that happen, you wonder.
Find out inside. And let Deen's story be a
lesson to you students out there on cam-
pus. You never know where fate and hard
work will lead you.

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PLAYMATE: Carly Lauren

PLAYBOY FORUM

THE SURVEILLANCE
INDUSTRY

HEIDI BOGHOSIAN
argues that federal intelli-
gence collection has
spiraled out of control.

READER RESPONSE
Thelogic behindtaxing
theone percent; how to
microstamp a bullet.

WHO'S
WATCHING?

Should corporations
make it their businessto
sell your information?
By TYLER TRYKOWSKI

COLUMNS

THE BRUCE
JENNER PROBLEM
Men should be men, says
JOEL STEIN, and men
don’t let plastic surgeons
anywhere near them.

FRIENDS OF
FRIENDS

DEBORAH SCHOENE-
MAN explains girl code:
In short, don’t date your
ex’s friends.

59: ABOVE THE LAW
BRIAN COOK traces
Monsanto's efforts to
stifle the rights
of farmers.

CHILL OUT, AL

How Gore lost the global-
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VOL. 60, NO. 8-OCTOBER 2013

PLAYBOY

CONTENTS

PICTORIALS

SWEPT AWAY
We set sail with an
irresistible first
mate, German model
Miriam Rathmann.

CENTER
ATTRACTION
Welcome to the sexiest
show on earth, with our
gorgeous Miss October
as your ringleader.

GIRLS OF THE

PAC 12

Head West, young man,
for a campus tour of girls
guaranteed to boost the
Pacific conference's
application rates,

NEWS & NOTES

WORLD OF
PLAYBOY

We throw down at San
Diego Comic-Con with
Kick-Ass 2; our Septem-
ber cover demystified.

HANGIN’ WITH HEF
Celebrities and
Playmates mingle at
Midsummer Night’s
Dream; Hef portrayed as
a Simpsons action figure.

20Q: James Deen

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In case you hadn't heard, geek has become chic, and
the annual nerd mecca is San Diego Comic-Con. At
the 2013 convention we joined forces with Kick-Ass 2
to throw the party of the comic-book crowd's dreams.
Not only did we bring the sexy girls, we also set up
Such action-hero experiences as a gigantic bungee
trampoline. On hand to geek out were Kevin Bacon,
Olivia Munn, Donald Faison, Christopher Mintz-Plasse,
Emily Ratajkowski and Cooper Hefner.

A few curious readers asked
us if there was something
else at work on last month's
cover. Yes, there was. It
was a symbolic nod to how
PLAYBOY has transformed inti-
mate grooming habits. Art
Director Mac
Lewis, inspired
by the stylized
PLAYBOY covers of
the 1960s and
1970s, posi-
tioned model
Ciara Price іп а
trimmed area of
the grass.

While playing “What
Did You Do on Your
Summer Vacation?"
our chief execu-

ive officer, Scott
Flanders, pulled
out the trump card
and said, “I climbed
Mount Kilimanjaro.”
When away from
his desk, Playboy's
polymath execu-
tive maintains an
active lifestyle—
but always with

his Playboy water
bottle in hand.

HANGIN?’
WITH
HEF

Taking a page from
the Bard of Avon, Hef
used an enchanted
orest setting for this
year's Midsummer
Night's Dream party.
The grounds of the
Playboy Mansion were
transformed under

a surreal canopy
populated with fairies
wearing flowers, wings
and little else. The
guests included Jamie
Foxx, Miss August
2013 Val Keil, Cooper
Hefner, PMOY 2012
Jaclyn Swedberg, Jon
Lovitz, George Lopez
and PMOY 2013 Raquel
Pomplun. Crystal
Hefner—who served as
Titania, Shakespeare's
queen of the fairies—
spun music before DJ
Vice hit the decks.

In honor of the 25th anniver-
sary of The Simpsons, Fox and
toymaker NECA are rolling out
action figures of the show's 25
greatest guest stars. Hef's will
be one of the first available. Woo-
hoo! But not until 2014. D'oh!

Hef put on his red pajamas and
Crystal donned her patriotic
bathing suit to host friends
and family for a cookout on the
Fourth of July. The night was
capped off by a spectacular
fireworks display.

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pass down their legendary moonshine recipe. Today,
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‘IRST IMPRESSIONS
I love Deborah Schoeneman’s first
Vomen column (“Is She Hot? Are You
Rich?” June). I have friends who have
ived their entire lives pursuing trophy
rirls. One married a woman he perceives
ts his ideal. She recently showed up 90
ninutes late for dinner at my house (with
10 apologies) and complained through-
»ut the meal about how cold she was.
she’s convinced she married into money,
hough my friend told me he refinanced
iis home to buy what she deemed a "suit-
tble” ring. Another friend dates only
jouth American women and is constantly
uying gifts to keep them interested. And
or la grande finale: Last week a friend
vho lives in the Bahamas flew to Miami
or a blind date based entirely on the
voman's photo. He booked an expensive
uite, made reservations at an expensive
'estaurant and arranged for a private
jegway tour (as foreplay, I assume).
Needless to say, she canceled.
Michael Byrne
Hollywood, Florida

What a refreshing column from a solid
vriter. Younger men will certainly bene-
it from Schoeneman’s insights into that
‘ternal mystery known as women.

Andrew J. Small ПІ
Taylor, Michigan

REAL-LIFE BOND GIRLS
In the July/August Playmate News, you
dentify Miss July 1998 Lisa Dergan as the
'only nonfictional Bond Girl written into a
ames Bond story.” The story, which І wrote,
s Midsummer Night's Doom (January 1999).
Towever, Miss October 1994 Victoria Zdrok
uso appears, as the "bad" Bond Girl.
Raymond Benson
Buffalo Grove, Illinois

JANGEROUS DRINKS
Despite Todd Parker's admonishment
n The Still Life (July/August) that readers
10t build their own pot still, you know
ome people will pursue their personal
concoction of corn love. It is crucial that
hey discard the first alcohol to cook off,
15 it typically contains methanol and
xher dangerous chemicals that could
lamage the retina and/or optic nerve.
loss the first 50 milliliters for every five
sallons of mash cooked.
Name withheld
Greenville, North Carolina
A valid point. Our guys toss 200 milliliters
ust to be safe. The larger the still, the more
hance you have of harmful vapors.

Your instructions to build a pot still
hould have specified using silver solder.
2therwise you risk lead poisoning.

John Hackman
Montgomery, Alabama

JOOTY CALL
A reader writes in June's Dear Playboy
hat Jerry Reed in Smokey and the Bandit

Take That, Sean Hannity!

It's notable that your Playboy Inter-
view with Fox News host Sean Hannity
(July/August) appears in the same issue
as Taffy Brodesser-Akner's Forum essay
on antiscientific thinking ("What Hap-

pened to Science?") and the Advisor's
explanation of logical fallacies. I didn't
have to look far for examples of both.
Scott McLean
San Francisco, California

Because of your Hannity interview,
I am now dumber for having been in
the same room as the magazine.
Rick Shriver
McConnelsville, Ohio

tells Sally Field, "Nice ass." That didn't
sound right, so I watched the scene again.
As Burt Reynolds and Field are walking
away, Reed yells after Reynolds, "Hey,
Bandit, nice ass!" Field, who is in earshot,
replies, "Thanks a lot!"

Dan Miller

Mashpee, Massachusetts

SUMMER MEMORIES
I cannot recall any twosome as gorgeous
as Karen Kounrouzan (Body Heat, July/
August) and Miss July Alyssa Arce (Built
for Speed). You have outdone yourselves.
Donald Fallen
Hampton, Virginia

Sensory overload: Val Keil and Alyssa Arce.

Wow! Miss August Val Keil (А Star Is
Born) is one of the most attractive bru-
nettes ever. The black-and-white shots call
to mind another beauty, Elsa Lanchester
in The Bride of Frankenstein.

Kevin Beck
Summerville, South Carolina

Lanchester is beautiful, but we suggest you
avoid telling апу woman she reminds you of
the bride of Frankenstein.

MORE ON HANNITY
I am disappointed гілувоу feels the

need to provide a forum for hatemongers
such as Sean Hannity. Not only has this
college dropout made a fortune with
manufactured outrage, he hampers prog-
ress on important issues with deliberate
disinformation. I wish you would focus on
people with something positive to contrib-
ute, such as your fine interview in June
with Chinese artist Ai Weiwei.

Tim Benner

Silver Spring, Maryland

When Hannity declines to say whether
he has smoked pot, it means he has. Later
he describes his inner moral guide as a
"silent voice of conscience." Does that
mean he can't hear it?

Brendan Deininger
Richmond, Virginia

Hannity defends News Corporation's
phone hacking by saying, "It's a corpo-
ration that has anywhere from 50,000 to
100,000 employees.... You're always going
to have one or two bad employees. We have
bad government officials all the time. It
reflects on them, not the company or the
corporation." Why doesn't that reasoning
apply when he blames President Obama for
Benghazi and the NSA and IRS scandals?

Richard Vittorioso
Preston, Connecticut

Hannity says he opposes abortion but
a moment later claims to have "evolved
into more of a libertarian when it comes
to people's personal lives." Which is it?
Tim de Valroger
Hoboken, New Jersey

If Hannity had insisted on a balanced
budget as we prepared to invade Iraq,
perhaps we would have stayed home or
implemented a war tax. Most conserva-
tives supported the war—in fact, they

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foisted it on us. Why are government sub-

sidies okay for the military but not for

social programs that help people?
Edgar Gehlert
Rogersville, Tennessee

REMEMBERING LENNY
Andrew Dice Clay may have “made
Lenny Bruce seem like Jerry Seinfeld"
(The Diceman Recometh, July/August), but
Bruce was the Jackie Robinson of his pro-
fession. Every comic who has ever uttered
a swear word owes a debt to Lenny, who
went to jail for his routines.
Bill Arthur
Hopkins, Minnesota

MODERN CLASSICS
Surely you know you will get critiques
when you publish a feature about your
best covers (Cover Story, July/August). My
favorite had always been November 1965
(the Bond Girl) until I saw March 2009

with Aubrey O'Day.
William Reed
Reno, Nevada

BUNNY FROM HEAVEN
Did you hide two Rabbit Heads on the
June cover? There is a faint outline on the
white pillow between Raquel Pomplun’s
legs about an inch above the blanket. Lest
you think I am guilty of missing the forest
for the trees, nothing is lost in my appre-
ciation of your splendid depiction. The
magazine has prepared generations of
men for the future. Never give up the
fight to inform us!
Robert James
Boston, Massachusetts
Sorry, but you lost us at “between Raquel
Pomplun’s legs.”

FIGHTING CHANCE
The least we can do is give automatic
citizenship to those who fight for us and
protect our freedoms (Deported Warriors,
July/August).
Joe Ziccardi
West Seneca, New York

There is a simple reason why the eight
veterans you profile had to leave the
country: You don’t become a citizen by
enlisting. I spent 22 years in the Army,
including as a retention specialist. I talked
to many soldiers about what they had to
do to become citizens when their service
ended. First, you must start the process
within eight years after you enlist. For
whatever reasons, the veterans you spoke
with did not get that done, but I hope your
report encourages others to submit the
necessary paperwork. I do appreciate their
service and patriotism. The conditions they
live in are appalling. Aren’t they entitled to
benefits? It is also unclear if the men had
honorable discharges. If they were disci-
plined for any reason, it may have cut their
enlistments short of eight years.

Juan Ferreira
ЕІ Paso, Texas

The authors, Erin Siegal McIntyre and
Luis Alberto Urrea, reply: “Im 2002 Presi-
dent George W. Bush signed an executive order
that allows the naturalization process to begin
after a single day of honorable service, as long
as the country is at war. Countless veterans told
us that recruiters promised ‘fast-tracked’ citi-
zenship, but the process is difficult. Deported
vets are eligible for benefits but first must
register. That involves being examined by a
VA-approved physician, all of whom, the VA
tells us, are located within the U.S.”

HELLO AND GOOD-BYE

I met Fast Eddie Rothman when he was
selling a 1956 Chevy with no reverse (Fast
Eddie’s Last Stand, July/August). When we
first surfed the North Shore and West
Side, we didn’t care too much about who
was haole, which meant “stranger,” not
“white man.” Aloha means compassion,
empathy, mercy, affection, kindness, gen-

Fast Eddie has an ax to grind.

erous love, attraction, pity. You place
yourself outside the infinite realm of
aloha only when you show none of this
for others. Monsanto can do it by killing
the pollinators. Break Monsanto’s face,
Eddie. You know there’s no reverse.
Aloha makua for our relatives, the ones
who give us life; aloha nui, Eddie, and hui
nalu, protectors; aloha kakou to all of you
sharing this canoe.

Mike Makuye

Fairhaven, California

BOOK BANK
I applaud Brewster Kahle’s efforts to
archive a copy of every book ever writ-
ten (Brewster's Ark, July/August), but how
will he protect the archives? History is full
of well-intentioned megalomaniacs who
have concluded knowledge is the bane
of human existence. It would probably
have been better to keep his plan a secret.
Benjamin Greaves
Seaside, Oregon

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BECOMING
ATTRACTION

* "I FEEL ON
top of the
world in the
cage," says Kat
Kelley, MMA's
newest ring
girl for the
World Series
of Fighting.
Though only
five-foot-six,
Kat has an
advantage
when rousing
crowds. “І get
fierce and flirty,
but I’m also
mestiza—half
white, half
Filipina,” she
says. “I’m exotic,
so people tend
to stare.” She
definitely has
our attention.

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* Now and then you
come across something
onthe internet that
both restores your
faith in humanity and
profoundly damages
it. The archives ofthe
Devil's Doorknob, the
internet's first truly
anarchic space, is one
ofthose things.

Inthelate 1980s,
when the internet was
still an expensive tool
for the military, bulle-
tin board systems were
ad hoc proto-social
networks. People would
install special software
on personal computers
where others could log
in using pre-56K con-
nections, leave mes-
sages, pick up replies
and share files.

Thirty years later,
computer archivists

are digging up digital
history by bringing
BBS files back online to
download. You can view
entire communities at
once. And it’s amazing:
the modern equivalent
of Pompeii, with origi-
nal images and text.
Who were the people of
the Devil’s Doorknob?
They loved smut in
pixelated formats that
would have filled the
screen of an old DOS
machine. Today you
have to enlarge them to
discern what's going on,
and smutwise it's rough
going. Count on plenty
of squinting and winc-
ing. There's something
with a corncob and
another with a lobster.
There are alot of head-
bands (and lots of hair).
The sex acts don't look

like sex acts; they look
like a sofa exploded.

Dwelling on the
porn, though, is miss-
ingthe point. Explor-
ingthe archive islike
stumbling into King
Tut's tomb. There's a
folder called Nonadult
that, alongside cheesy
sci-fi graphics, fea-
tures a series of boring
cat photos. There's a
picture of a suburban
iving room, a party.
Aman wears a Nine
nch Nails T-shirt; a
girl with braces talks to
another in jeans. The
ile is dated Valentine's
Day, 1997.

A folder called
Textfile includes “А
Guide to Disruptive
Revolutionary Tactics
or High Schoolers,”
which, amongits 81

suggestions, offers
“Break into your school
at night and burn it
down.” (Thanks.)
There are guides to
video games, vampires,
hemp, hacking. It all
seems naive, in the
way the past always
seems naive. We live

in an age in which ter-
rorism is real and our
government monitors
every call. The Devil’s
Doorknob looks weirdly
innocent, in contrast to
everything weird that
came after.

Looking through
these files, you geta
sense of real human
effort coming together.
These people hada
vision for a world full of
porn, pirated software
and guides to vampires,
and they made ita
reality, uploading file
after file for years. Per-
haps we owe them a debt
of gratitude for allthis
and for that stupid pic-
ture of Garfield some-
one uploaded in 1989.

Today we computer-
using humans tend to
thinkin documents:
reports, books, maga-

zines. Butthisisn'ta
document like those.
It’s the state of a com-
munity, a tribe. It’s an
entire world, not the
work of one person but
hundreds. Whatever
that Valentine’s Day
photo captures, it was
ahuman moment,
launched into the pub-
lic record—the BBS—for
all to see. Now it’s just
one file among millions.
Increasingly, we do
things in groups—we
tweet at one another
and share images on
Facebook. Each of
those things, taken in
isolation, is meaning-
less. One can under-
stand these new sorts
of metadocuments only
when they’re seen as
the product of a whole
community. After
spending hours looking
through these files, I
had a map in my mind
ofthis virtual place in
its time. I knew what it
was like to dial up the
Devil’s Doorknob 18
years ago. I wouldn't
want to live there, but
Im glad it’s there to
visit.—Paul Ford

ANIMAL

HOUSE:
AN ANALYSIS

* “It’s a broken process," Vinny Bruzzese says point-blank. He's
talking about the state ofthe film industry—which has allowed 34
Tyler Perry projects to come to fruition, mind you—and he's right.
But Bruzzese, a statistics professor turned Hollywood consultant,

is paid to analyze movies and find out which will be hits and which
willbethe next After Earth or John Carter. In the same way Amazon
uses algorithms to suggest what you might like to buy, Bruzzese and
his company Worldwide Motion Picture Group use statistics and
focus groups to predict if audiences willlike a movie. His advice is in
demand more than ever before. We sat down with Bruzzese and a copy
of Animal House to hear him explain why, 35 years after its release,
the Deltas' booze-fueled war against college conformity and sobriety
stillleaves us screaming "Toga!"

—Tyler Trykowski

1.
Scene:
Double-Secret
Probation

Think of Dean
Wormer as a Les
Misérables, Javert-
like character—what
dean is dedicated
to kicking a single
fraternity off cam-
pus? The writers
of Animal House
exaggerate bureau-
crats to the point
of ridiculousness.
Absolute power
corrupts, and these
people make up
the rules as they go
along, with acolytes
like Greg stand-
ing by to accept
everything they say.
Wormer's a spoof
of authority, just as
Archie Bunker was a
spoof of conserva-
tives on А// in the
Family."

Scene:
Delta Goes
on Trial

"Otter's famous
speech mocks
Wormer's extremism
right to his face, and
we see it's Otter who
really leads the spirit
of Delta. Really, that
speech is the movie's
message. They're
told, 'If you're not
like us, you don't
belong at Faber Col-
lege.' The Deltas say
they're not playing
that game, and they
march out hum-
ming the national
anthem. Inspira-
tional speeches are
spoofed throughout;
generally, Animal
House is a gigantic
parody of those
stereotypes. Almost
every scene has
something like it."

2.
бсепе:
Fat, Drunk
and Stupid

"Wormer actu-
ally makes sense
for once when he

tells the Deltas, ‘Fat,
drunk and stupid
is no way to go
through life.’ But the
establishment is out
to get the Deltas,
and they know they'll
never get ahead
playing by the rules
So they say, 'Screw
it, let's throw a toga
party'—and what's
more hedonistic than
that? The soldier's
mantra is ‘I'm gonna
die on my feet,
swinging.’ Deltas are
soldiers of hedo-
nism. They're fight-
ing a war by having
fun in a society that
doesn't want anyone
to have fun."

Scene:
Deltas Raid
the Parade

"This is where the
soldiers of hedonism
go down in flames.
This ending actually
has no point, but it
spoofs everything to
its logical conclusion.
Stork leads the
marching band into
an alley, where they
bang against the
wall like the mindless
followers these kids
are. Neidermeyer
threatens to shoot
Flounder. The
Deathmobile plows
into the grandstand,
which would have
killed people. It's
another completely
rule-breaking
scene and one of
the reasons Animal
House is so good at
what it does."

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MOVIE OF THE MONTH

DON JON

By Stephen Rebello

* Joseph Gordon-Levitt makes his debut
аз a writer-director with this sex comedy
in which he also stars as a macho New
Jersey skirt chaser and gym rat who fears
he watches too much porn. This addiction
complicates his relationship with ultimate
Jersey-girl arm candy Barbara— played

by Scarlett Johansson—who, he says,
*watches too many romantic Hollywood
movies." Don Jon also features Julianne
Moore, Tony Danza and Glenne Headly.
Does Gordon-Levitt think movie stars are
objectified? “Гуе sometimes felt I'm per-
ceived as a thing," he says. “Негев Scarlett,
asmart, talented artist, yet what people
talk about disproportionately is that she's
very good-looking. I wrote the role with
her in mind and had a hunch she was going
to knock it out of the park. She did. She's
charming, funny and appealing."

DVD OF THE MONTH

MANIAC

By Robert B. DeSalvo

allow viewers to see
Frank’s victims from

* This controversial
yet superior remake of

night, Frank stalks and
scalps car-challenged

the 1980 slasher flick women in L.A. due to his perspective, which
Maniac stars Elijah unresolved mommy makes their fear and
Wood as Frank Zito, issues that would make panic alltoo palpable.
ayoung man who has Norman Bates blush. (BD) Best extra: An
taken over his family's The pervasive and hour-long making-of
mannequin business. By disturbing POV shots documentary. ¥¥¥

Greer throws
caution—and
her blouse—
to the wind
in Adapta-
tion (pictured)
and flashes
her breasts
at the Bluths
on Arrested
Development.
She can cur-
rently be seen
as the gym
teacher in
Carrie.

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з What is the
best thing about
Machete Kills?

А: In this one,
Machete's legend
has grown—it's
global. Everything
in the movie is
dialed up to 11. We
have some of the
sexiest women in
film—Sofia Vergara,
Amber Heard,
Michelle Rodriguez,
Vanessa Hudgens,
Jessica Alba, Alexa
Vega—dressed out-
rageously hot and
falling at the feet
of our legendary
badass ex-fed and
mack daddy, played
by Danny Trejo.

: You've got Sofia
Vergara firing bul-
lets out of her metal
bra, Mel Gibson
playing a nutbag zil-
lionaire arms dealer
and Charlie Sheen
as the U.S. presi-
dent. АІІ this and
Lady Gaga as a hit
woman too?

А: Lady Gaga said
she wished she had
been in Machete, so
І wrote her a part,
and she just kicked
ass. Danny, of
course, is Machete.
But you know, І
didn't set out to
make Machete or

a sequel. Machete
the character makes
me want to make
Machete.

: What's the best
way to experience
Machete Kills?

А: бо with a bunch
of friends, because
the movie is fun,
crazy. You'll feel like
you're tripping, but
no, it's really hap-
pening. You actually
just saw what you
think you did.—S.R.

GAME OF THE MONTH

RAYMAN LEGENDS

By Marston Hefner

* Rayman Legends (360,
PC, PS3, Wii U) marks

the return of the award-
winning adventure series
as Rayman faces off
against dark forces that
have invaded his world and
kidnapped an entire race of
creatures. The pace is fran-

tic as yourun, leap, dodge
obstacles and beat dragons
and other monsters in

wild worlds inspired by
famous paintings and fairy
tales. The gameplay is
challenging, bordering on
downright difficult, but the
four-player co-op mode

lets you bring in friends for
backup. Our favorite level:
arhythm-based challenge
that synes music to your
play, matching every move-
ment to the beat. YYYY

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By Josef Adalian
MASTERS

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* This Маа Men-era series about pioneer-
ingsexresearchers William Masters and
Virginia Johnson never goes more than a
few minutes without a naked body or noisy
orgasm. But titillation isn't the point: Show-
time's next great series aims to tell the story
ofa puritanical nation ready to shed its
inhibitions and a gender poised to demand
equality. Riveting, nuanced performances by
Michael Sheen (Masters) and Lizzy Caplan
(Johnson) ensure this never feels like a his-

tory lesson—or a peep show. ҰУУУ
MARVEL'S AGENTS
OF S.H.I.E.L.D.
* There's no Hulk or Thor, but ABC's
attempt to assemble the Marvel masses
is superin its own way. A sort of NCIS
meets The X-Files, S.H.I.E.L.D. focuses on
ateam of agents charged with investigat-
ingbizarre and unexplained phenomena,
with not-dead-after-all Agent Coulson from
the movie franchise leading the way. The
Avengers director Joss Whedon makes sure

the banter is witty, the characters aren't
cardboard and lots of ass is kicked. ¥¥¥

ALBUMOF THEMONTH

WISE UP
GHOST

By Rob Tannenbaum

+ A musical pairing
can be as awkward
as a blind date but
lasts alot longer.

If Metallica hadn't
clicked on Lou
Reed's Christian
Mingle profile,
metaphorically
speaking, we'd

have been spared
the 2011 catastro-
phe Lulu. But the
romance between
Elvis Costello and
the Roots has a solid
foundation: Both are
known for smarts,
musical curiosity,
far-ranging taste
and eyeglasses.

On Wise Up Ghost,
Costello and the
Roots use the famil-
iar components

of soul music to
depict a dangerous,
lamentable modern
world where streets
are littered with
“handbags, toupees,
lost legs and fin-
gernails.” It’s grim
and hazardous, and
instead of giving
pleasure, the buzz-
ing horns and jabs
of organ sound an
alarm. ¥¥¥¥

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in Germany:

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* Chevrolet designers and engineers felt
the heat when they were called to create
the seventh-generation Corvette. With
the Vette's dwindling sales and aging fan
base, this new iteration would have to
chariotthe nation's most famed sports
car into anew era and carve out an audi-
ence among young drivers. The C7 Sting-
ray (check out the new emblem, middle
right) hits streetsthis month, 60 years
after Chevy unleashed the first Corvette.
It'sthe fastest, most powerful and lightest
base Vette ever. In our test-drives on road
and track, we found this low-slung hard
charger to bea wild amount of fun for
$51,000 and up. Willit compete against
Euro-bred sports cars at the same price?

Time will tell. Let's take a closer look.

Power Trip

— The 6.2-liter
direct-injected
LT1 V8 throttles
455 horsepower,
delivering a
zero-to-60 sprint
in under four
seconds, with
decent mileage
(17 city, 29 high-
way). An optional
performance
exhaust (see the
pipes, above
right) ups the
power to 460.

Gorgeous
Figure

Э Fitted atop
a super-rigid
all-aluminum

chassis is a
fiberglass body
that appears
more angular
and Japanese
influenced, with
jet-aircraft-
inspired scoops
adapted from the
Le Mans class-
winning Corvette
race Car.

Hot Seat

=> In the past,
even Vette lovers
complained that
GM skimped on
the interior. Not
anymore. Carbon
fiber abounds.
Go for the
optional Com-
petition Sport
bucket seats.

Utility Player

-> Aconsole-
mounted
drive-mode
selector lets you
choose from five
settings—tour,
weather, eco,
sport and track.
Each optimizes

throttle mapping,

stability control,
traction control,
power steering
and damping.

Gear Head

> Choose
between two
trannies—a
seven-speed
manual or six-
speed auto, both

with twin-disc
clutch. In manual,
active rev match-
ing anticipates
your next move
and blips the
throttle for
butter-smooth
shifting.

[6]

Spinning
Wheel

-> Speed doesn't
do you any good
without grip and
stopping power.
The new Vette
comes with race-
bred Michelin
Pilot run flats,
huge Brembo
brakes, plus third-
gen magnetic
shocks and light
alloy wheels.

| Flex Fuel | that's renewable and
domestically pro-

A flex-fuel car can чш. It’s E

burn normal gas or Ба ane cre:

ethanol refs ues ates fewer emissions.

E85 (85 percent etha- Cons: Ethanol reduces
nol, 15 percent gas) vehicle emissions, but

Pros: Ethanol is made modern farming pro-

from farm-grown grain duces plenty of its.
own. Your car won't

go as far on E85 as it
will on gas, and find-
ing E85 outside the
farm-rich Midwest is
tough. The jury is still

out on flex fuel. Pic- RON

tured: Bentley's flex-

fuel Continental GT. HOWARD

We slip into the
cockpit with the
director of this
fall's Rush

FUEL
GAUGE

WITH GREEN TECH-
NOLOGY SPROUTING
UP EVERYWHERE, HOW
DO YOU KNOW WHAT
TO BUY? LET'S POP
SOME HOODS

INTERVIEW

Electric
Vehicle (EV)

An EV is a plug-in,

* Racing his-
tory is rife with
Hollywood-ready

all-electric car. Pro: story lines. The
You never have to pay new film Rush

for gas! Cons: You'll explores the 1970s
need a garage witha Formula One
220-volt outlet. If you rivalry between
run out of juice on the " Englishman

James Hunt (Chris
Hemsworth) and
Austrian Niki
Lauda (Daniel
Brühl). We talked
racing with direc-
tor Ron Howard.

road, you're screwed.
Although you're not
polluting the Earth
with emissions, you're
juicing off the power
grid, which taxes the
environment anyway.
Great for someone with
a short commute. Pic-
tured: the Nissan Leaf.

Are youa
gearhead?

э Oh God no.
The only car І ever
loved was the first
car | bought—a
1970 VW Bug.

Were cars a big

Hydrogen Fuel Ce part or ne өш!

-> Anyone around

effici

satile type of green car. Concerns over Hydrogen stored in a cell com- racing always talks
ttery life and resale are all but gone. bines with oxygen from the air to about the car.
on: So much for spirited driving. Pictured: produce electricity that powers The car is alive. It

VW's new hybrid Jetta gets 42 city and the car. Pros: The only by-product is ever changing.

48 highway mpg. is water, and the fuel is domesti- It changes with
cally produced. Cons: It's expen- every lap, and the
sive to build. And though hydrogen drivers notice the
is the most abundant element in difference every.
the universe, there are fewer than lap. There's a sen-
a dozen refueling stations in the suality. There's a
country. Hydrogen may be the collective level of
fuel of tomorrow but not today. sexuality—F1 has
Pictured: Honda's FCX Clarity is sexuality.
the only hydrogen-fuel-cell car on
the market now, leasable for three Did you use real
years at $600 a month. race cars?

> We had a com-
bination of historic
originals and rep-
licas. We had the
real Tyrrell, the
Lauda Ferrari, the
Hunt McLaren.

Clean Diesel

— Europe's green car of
choice, the clean diesel is
breaking into the U.S. Pros:
About 30 percent more mpg
than gas, with about the
same emissions. Cons: The
fuel costs a bit more. A hy-
brid is cleaner, but if you want
to be green and have fun at
the wheel, diesel is for you.
Pictured: Chevy’s new diesel
Cruze gets 46 mpg highway.

Any high-speed
mishaps?

=> We had only 14
racing shoot days,
and we had some
scary moments.
Those cars were
built to be durable
and drivable. Still,
shit could happen.

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Halloween’s the rarest of holidays—it’s as much fun as it is culturally rich. While today's sophisticated gentleman
thinks of it as a time to dress up and be social, we like to think of Halloween as a chance for cultural exchange with
our neighbor to the south, Mexico. There, Mexicans have an autumnal celebration known as the Day of the Dead,

a traditional holiday in which friends and family gather together to remember friends and family who have died.
We're wowed by the Day of the Dead’s elaborate preparations and pageantry, and have cribbed some of the
highlights for our stateside Halloween party decor.

Sugar Skulls—these small white calaveras de azUcar are made of granulated sugar and powder that’s mixed
by hand then pressed into shaped molds. The skulls are left to dry overnight, then adorned with the name of the
deceased written on them in bright icing. Make your own sugar skulls or buy them pre-made at any Mexican market.

Pan de Muerto (Bread of the Dead)—this traditional egg bread is an offering to the spirit world; it’s available
at Mexican-American bakers around Halloween

Tamales—After journeying back from the Great Beyond, spirits are hungry for this traditional corn comfort food wrapped
in corn husks. Their starchy goodness makes a great party snack, too.

Tequila for the altar—On graves and altars across Mexico, bottles of tequila are left as offerings to the deceased—
but we're happy to have bottles of Hornitos® tequila on hand as an offering for our quests.

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HALLOWEEN RITUALS
AROUND THE WORLD

We're working on seeming like an international man of mystery by
knowing a few tidbits about Halloween celebrations across the globe.
Throw these facts into conversation and you'll seem worldly.

In Singapore, the Hungry Ghosts Festival says that the gates
of hell are opened and spirits come back to visit their families;
it's commemorated by Chinese opera performances.

In Colombia, there's U.S.-style trick-or-treating, with children
chanting "Tricky tricky Halloween, І want candy for me, and if there's

no candy for me, your nose will grow!"

In the Philippines, there's an old custom of souling, similar to caroling
in U.S. Christmas celebrations. In it, à group goes from house to house
singing for money to pay for masses for the dead.

NOT JUST ANY HOUSE PARTY

Forget the finger-shaped cookies and cheesy games. This is not just any night
or party, so a few well-chosen upgrades will make it extra-special.

Hire ә mobile photo booth company for your party. Also, create а hashtag for the
evening and post it around the party, so both you and your guests will be able to see
all the shots later on Instagram or Twitter.

Have a live DJ. You'll be too busy hobnobbing with quests to worry over a playlist,
50 hire someone to oversee the tunes, from сатру Halloween classics like "Monster Mash"
to charting singles

For а guaranteed conversation-starter, serve Not Just Any Chocolate Chip Cookies,
made by replacing half the chocolate chips in chocolate chip cookies with crickets
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Crickets are naturally high in protein and you can't beat the shock appeal

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It's Halloween. The quickest way to

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as the host of your own party, a guest at
someone else's or on a pub crawl with your
friends—is to wear a costume. Trust us on
this one. (And may we recommend a

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you debut your new look for the general
public.) We recommend going classic with
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even in costume, is the guy you remember.

1, Jazz Up Pin Stripes: Take a pin-stripe
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in your favorite black suit. Worn with a
white shirt and black tie a la any Tarantino
henchman, everyone will know you look
good in your black suit

3. Love The Leather: A leather bomber jacket
plus а broad-brim fedora equals a rakish
Indiana Jones.

4. Hello, Slick: A handful of pomade in
your swept-back hair worn with a gray suit
channels Don Draper. In а good way.

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MALE VANITY IS OKAY.
PLASTIC SURGERY NOT SO MUCH

ale vanity is supposed to be aggres-
sive. You can strap on a codpiece,
handlebar your mustache, Mike
Tyson your face and even shave
your balls—because really, few things are
more aggressive than the message “Ad-
mire my testicles!” But you can't get plas-
tic surgery. That’s because plastic surgery
is passive. Plastic surgery tries not to be
noticed. Plastic surgery wants to fit in.
Plastic surgery is high-tech tucking.

Men suck at warning their friends
about huge mistakes: We're silent about
the mercenary fiancée, the get-rich-quick
business plan, the two л.м. bar chick, the
bet on the Jets. But we need to get in-
volved with this plastic surgery thing
and speak truth to creepiness. About 10
percent of cosmetic procedures in Amer-
ica last year were performed on men. If
you're thinking that doesn't seem like
a huge slice of plastic surgery patients,
remember: Men don't have tits. Last
Father's Day, Beverly Hills plastic sur-
geon Dr. Robert Applebaum advertised
a consultation as a gift for Dad. If your
kid buys you plastic surgery, you need to
stop shaving your tiny, tiny balls. Because
while some kids will stop following their
dad's orders once they're big enough to
beat him up, every kid will stop following
Dad's orders after he gets a brow lift.

Тһе rule is that the only two things re-
lating to their physical appearance men
are allowed to care about are their hair
and their dick, and not too much about ei-
ther; otherwise you're in Magic Mike terri-
tory. Plastic surgery is caring way, way, way
too much. It's a costume, just as makeup,
nail polish and anything that's not a suit
and tie is a costume. Face-lifts make guys
look like such pussies that, even though I

know better, I mistakenly believe I could
beat up Mickey Rourke. I have no doubt
whatsoever that Kenny Rogers is going to
fold them. I am shocked every time I see
Barry Manilow and he's not making a pot
of tea. Howard Stern copped to getting
lipo on his chin and a nose job, and yet he
still looks like Howard Stern.

After a face-lift, old men's eyes are too
open, their lips too eager—it's all way
too friendly. Old men are supposed to
be annoyed and world-weary, but when
you stretch their skin and they keep the
scowl, it’s weird, like being greeted by
your cruise director, the Marlboro Man.
Try this experiment: Yell at a kid to get
off your lawn without crinkling your
brow and see if he listens.

Plastic surgery makes women look
weird, and it makes men look like women.

Ly Вей Stein

Bruce Jenner may not look like a grand-
father, but he does look like a lesbian
grandmother. Gene Simmons and his
wife, Shannon Tweed, got face-lifts to-
gether, and both came out looking like
Shannon Tweed. Prettiness may be ap-
pealing in a boy-band member, but old
people are already too androgynized.
That’s why old ladies wear so much
makeup and jewelry and old dudes wear
Members Only jackets: It helps us tell
them apart. Otherwise, every early-bird
dinner date would be in danger of re-
creating the song "Lola."

A friend of mine who slept around a
lot used to say he didn't like the way fake
breasts looked but he liked what they
said about the woman. Insecurity can be

attractive in a one-night stand, but not in
a guy. And if anything shows more need-
iness than risking death to look better,
it would be wearing nail polish because
your wife thinks it looks cute. A face-lift
looks like something you were ordered
to do by your dominatrix.

Women have all kinds of complicated
reasons for altering their appearance that
have to do with competing with other
women, being admired and other baffling
things that I assume fuel the plotlines of
those Real Housewives shows. The only
reason a guy makes any effort with his
looks is to get laid. If we just remember
this basic, natural law, the only plastic sur-
gery procedure for a guy will be adminis-
tered by a fencing sword to his cheek.

Im not excited about getting old,
but I know how lucky I am to be a man
getting old instead of a woman getting
old. A dude freaking out about aging is
unseemly, like a one-percenter begging
for cash (which is why we all hate Kick-
starter). No one cares what men look
like at any age except young gay men
without money, and none of them needs
plastic surgery. Our responsibility ends
at trimming our nose and ear hair and
asking the barber to mow our eyebrows
back. Men have the advantage of still
being able to get laid while looking like
Scooby-Doo villains. It's deeply ungrateful
to reject that gift.

Maybe one day doctors will invent
subtle plastic surgery that doesn't take
away our masculinity. But until then, I'm
vowing to let my eyelids droop, my eyes
crinkle and my testicles fall. Because
there's something manly about send-
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things getting kicked. Even by me.” Ш

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WANT TO DRIVE YOUR EX CRAZY?
DATE HER BEST PAL.

FRIENDS
FRIENDS

WANT TO BE DRIVEN CRAZY?
SHE CAN DO IT TOO

few years ago my best friend from
college started dating my ex-
boyfriend only a few months after
he’d dumped me. It sucked even
though the guy and I weren't in
love and had dated for only about six
months. They started secretly dating
around the time my friend and I rented a
beach house with some other friends for
the summer. Shit was about to get ugly.

My friend, whom ГІІ call Jane, sort
of asked my permission after they'd al-
ready started sleeping together, as if I
wouldn't figure that out. That meant my
ex would be hanging around the beach
house at odd hours. I told Jane there
was no way I could stomach all of us
breakfasting together.

She mostly respected my wishes, but
that didn't make it any easier, particularly
because I was single at the time and hat-
ing it. I had a meltdown one day after see-
ing the remnants of a romantic picnic in
the backseat of her car (fur blanket, empty
bottles of rosé, chipped wineglasses—you
might as well just kill me).

Guess what, guys. Girls go absolutely
nuts if you dump them and then date
their friends. It breaks the golden rule
of girl code: No woman shall date her
friend's ex-boyfriend unless the friend
is madly, deeply in love with a new guy.
Even then it's dicey. It almost never ends
happily ever after for anyone.

Girl code is not about jealousy. It's
about boundaries and respect. When
you start sleeping with someone, you
submit to some rules of basic human de-
cency. You won't give her an STD. She
won't lie about birth control. You won't
have to vacation with her parents unless
you're almost engaged. She won't have
to play Grand Theft Auto. You will keep

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your paws off her friends. So when you
meet a group of women, you really have
to choose one and stick with your choice
or suffer some serious consequences.

My story is hardly unique. Some
things just shouldn't be shared, like
toothbrushes, underwear and exes. And
I'm not talking about hygiene, though
that matters too.

Even if it's all done aboveboard and
everyone pretends it's no big deal, it's а
big deal. No woman wants to see a friend
in a relationship with an ex. It just feels
weird. Most close friends tell each other
a lot about the person they're dating and
the details of the relationship. Women go
way deeper, discussing pretty much ev-
erything you could possibly worry about
them discussing. Your new girlfriend may

== DEBORAH SCHOENEMAN :

pretend her friend, your ex, didn't tell
her all your secrets, but trust me, she defi-
nitely did. Now, because of you, they're
probably not speaking to each other.
And they've probably drawn enemy lines
through their mutual friend groups. Girls
can be real psychos about this stuff.

Frankly, men are not much better.
When you introduce your new girlfriend
to your friends, you're taking a leap of
faith. You want them to like her, sure.
But you don't want them to try to steal
her. The same rules apply to both gen-
ders. You don't want your best friend
from college to sleep with your girlfriend,
even after you've broken up. And even if
your ex-girlfriend is totally over you, she
doesn't want to see her best female friend
hanging on your arm.

So, men, if you want to sleep with your
buddy's girlfriend, stop. Go find some-

one on the internet instead. Don't hang
out with her. Don't go to her birthday
dinner. Unfollow her on Instagram. Be
the better man.

Ifyou truly believe your pal's girlfriend
is the girl of your dreams, be patient. Let
them drift apart on their own. Act natu-
ral and neutral if your friend asks you
for advice about the relationship. Only a
sociopath would engineer a breakup.

When they do break up—and most
couples do break up—continue to keep
your distance. I think it's best to wait a
year before you ask your friend if it's
okay to date his ex. You can ask after six
months if your friend is happy in a new
relationship with a great woman. If you
want to date an ex-girlfriend's female
friend, you should at least try to get the
ex's blessing, but it's really up to the girls
to hash it out. Proceed with caution.

I truly didn't want to date my ex
again, but it was the worst breakup of
my life. I'm talking about the one with
Jane. I really didn't give a shit about the
guy, except I was annoyed he kept try-
ing to have coffee with me to talk about
it. Cocktails would definitely have been
necessary if I were to agree to such a talk,
which I never did. I had enough friends.
I didn't need a new one who had messed
up my relationship with an old one.

Of course, Jane and my ex broke
up by Christmas. It took years for our
friendship to get back on track. We both
admittedly acted pretty crazy about the
whole thing, but we managed to finally
put it behind us.

I can't help but feel a tad smug that
he's still single and pushing 50. He's not
getting any less bald either. Ooh, it felt
good to put that out there. Hell hath no
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Му girlfriend's mother hates
me. Two years ago, long before
Istarted going out with my girl-
friend, I smoked weed with her
brother at their house. Their
mom found out and claimed
I had brought "darkness" into
her family. Since that day she
has blamed me for every bad
grade and screw-up. When
she found out I was dating her
daughter, she went ballistic. My
girlfriend is under so much
stress she has started scratch-
ing her arms and legs until they
bleed. I wrote her mother a
letter to apologize for smoking
weed with her son (his weed!)
and told her I love her daugh-
ter and treat her better than any
other guy she has dated. Her
mother responded with a long
e-mail saying I should "be a
man" and end the relationship.
Is there any way I can make
this woman like or forgive me?
I love my girlfriend and don't
want her to be miserable.—D.T.,
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

You aren't the cause of her misery.
If you respect and love your girl-
friend, let her decide whom to date.
Have no more communications with
mother dearest—it will only antago-
nize her, and what more is there to
say? Let your girlfriend know you're
concerned about her and that she
can trust and rely on you. If she says
she wants or needs to break up, take
two steps back and hope she is soon
able to escape. As heartbreaking as
it seems, no relationship takes place
in a vacuum, and this one may not
be able to thrive or survive under
the circumstances.

l havea long-standing argument
with my wife about the leanest
cut of steak. She contends it's
a filet mignon and I say it’s a
top sirloin. The information I
have seen on fat content never
accounts for the fat that gets
trimmed away. I argue that if
I'm ordering off the menu, the
leanest cut is either a top sirloin
or a New York strip, after I trim
the lip. What is the answer?—
R.A., Park City, Utah

You're both right, or wrong,
depending on how you want to play it. In
this case, a seven-ounce cooked serving of top
sirloin with visible fat trimmed is the leanest,
with 10 grams. A strip steak has 12 grams
and filet mignon has 14. (A lot of the fat in
а filet is marbled and can't be trimmed.) A
T-bone is the fattiest cut, with 16 grams. At
the extreme, the leanest cuts are eye of round
and sirloin tip side steak. Because fat pro-
vides flavor, eating lean beef is like wearing
а condom—sometimes you may need to do it,
but you don’t have to like it.

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It bugs me that my wife doesn’t help with the chores.
I like to cook, so I do the cooking. I also like a clean
house, so I do the cleaning. She seems to be getting
lazier. What should I do?—B.M., Portland, Oregon
We assume you've taken this gripe to your wife and she
has a different assessment. One sociologist who studies how
couples divide chores suggests men and women naturally
balance the hours they spend working inside and outside
the home. If that's true, we wonder if you give your wife
due credit. Who handles the finances? The laundry? The
grocery shopping? Does she set the table and clean up after
dinner? You could ask for help with that or with meal prep,
which is a good way to spend time together. As for cleaning,
hire someone for a twice-monthly visit, which is a relatively
inexpensive way to avoid arguments. On the bright side,
studies have found that men who do the most housework
report having better sex lives—on clean sheets.

broke up with a woman three years ago,
but we never quit talking. She says she
still loves me. When І say anything about
getting married, she just says something
like “That'll be nice.” When I ask her
about getting back together, she says
she has lots going on and enjoys being
single. Is she stringing me along?—R.K.,
Cleveland, Ohio

She's content to keep you around until she
gets a better offer, so the only time you're wasting
is your own.

A year ago, at the age of 35,
I weighed 300 pounds. After
my doctor told me I was half a
step away from a heart attack, I
changed what I eat. Even with-
out working out, I have so far
lost 60 pounds and one of my
three chins. How do I know
when to stop? I'm five-foot-11.
Is there a technical assessment
of my ideal weight, or do I keep
going until I'm satisfied with
what I see in the mirror? Also,
would I be imagining things if
I thought certain, mostly older
women were making eye contact
lately? I have a tendency to see
signs that aren't there.—R.S.,
Charlotte, North Carolina

Don't we all. Congratulations on
the weight loss; that's great news.
You can get an idea of where you're
at with the fat by calculating your
body-mass index. In your case, at
five-11 and 240 pounds, you have
a BMI of 33.5. You need a BMI of
29 (208 pounds) or less to no lon-
ger be considered obese and a BMI
of less than 25 (178 pounds) to no
longer be overweight. You can find
a BMI calculator at a site developed
by Dr. Steven Halls at halls.md. He
also includes another interesting
measure knoum as the ideal weight
formula. Based on studies, men of
your age, weight and height identify
202 pounds as their ideal weight,
which is too heavy. (Men tend to
do that, while women usually give
numbers that are too low.) You can
continue to diet, but to shed pounds
more quickly, start exercising. You
don't have to run a marathon; start
with a few hours each week of brisk
walking or bicycling. As for getting
noticed, we suspect your growing
confidence has gotten you to start
looking up and around. If you think
losing a third chin did wonders, wait
until you lose the next one. And if
you need any more motivation, every
inch of belly fat you lose adds an
inch to your erection.

My wife and I bought an inflat-
able dildo you can make larger
by squeezing an attached bulb.
The pleasure she receives from
each pump is beautiful to see.
Unfortunately, she has become
looser. We gave the toy a rest so her
vagina would tighten up, but it hasn’t.
She has mentioned vaginal surgery. Does
it exist? If so, what results and risks could
we expect?—PJ., Toronto, Ontario

Even if your wife believes she is “looser,”
it has nothing to do with the toy. The vagina
has been aptly described as a potential space,
meaning it’s not a hole but a muscle that fits
snugly around whatever is inserted. Childbirth
and the atrophy that comes with age can make
the vagina feel weaker (known in the trade

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fix a cosmetic surgeon suggests is more eas-
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should immediately begin a regimen of Kegel
exercises, which involves nothing more than
squeezing the muscle used to stop the flow of
urine. As it happens, the same muscle controls
the strength and angle of an erection. We did
372 reps while writing this response—time to
hit the showers.

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ring? I am a 28-year-old woman who has
had one since the age of 16, but I feel 30
is the cutoff. A few friends have informed
me І am eight years overdue.—K.S.,
Boise, Idaho

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that allow the ring to be seen. If that's the case,
you are overdue for a new wardrobe.

Just about every night I wake up with
an erection. After I go back to sleep and
wake up a few hours later, it's still there.
I've heard those ads on TV about the
dangers of having an erection that lasts
more than five hours. Is this bad?—L.T.,
Omaha, Nebraska

Don't worry—it’s not the same erection.
During deep sleep, a man gets hard every 90
minutes or so, regardless of what he's dreaming
about. Scientists aren't sure why, but it's prob-
ably a systems check.

In June a reader asked why some of his
shirts have a horizontal buttonhole at
the bottom of the placket but no corre-
sponding button. They were probably
designed to couple with trousers that
have a button inside the waistband to
keep shirts from coming untucked.—
A.K., Bardstown, Kentucky

That makes sense, but how are you sup-
posed to stretch at your desk? If you're having
trouble with your shirts staying put and you're
finding it hard to lose 60 pounds, another
option is a shirt stay, which is an elastic band
attached to the bottom of the shirt and the
top of your socks. Most commonly used for
military dress, they come in either straight or
stirrup, the latter of which, an online sage
notes, is less likely to “snap off and hit you
in the nuts.”

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for 12 years. We were swingers. Now
we're divorced and I'm dating online.
(To weed out women who wouldn't Бе
open to the lifestyle, I ask them, "If we
were invited to the Playboy Mansion,
would you go?") Here's the problem—
I have met two women but can't decide
which to pursue. The first I could easily
fall in love with, but I don't think she'd
swing. She's attractive but not a knock-
out like my ex. She has small tits, which
is okay but not my preference. The sec-
ond woman is smart and has tits so large
they're a sideshow, but she has more
emotional baggage and a deeper voice
than I care for. However, she does swing.

Do I settle for the amazing woman who
will probably never attend an orgy or go
with the slightly damaged swinger? Or
do I need to grow up?—K.G., Litchfield
Park, Arizona

So many choices. You first need to find out
what each of these women is looking for—it
may not be you, at least for the long term. But
you're coming out of a 12-year relationship.
What's the rush? If you so quickly found two
women you're interested in, and who both show
interest in return, there will be more.

A gentleman asked in June if women are
okay with manual stimulation instead of
oral sex. Your primer on how oral sex is
as risky for pathogen transfer as unpro-
tected intercourse is appropriate but fails
to address the social context of the ques-
tion. A man should not expect to receive
if he is not willing to give. Guys, if you
say you won't go down on a woman
because of the risk of STDs, don't bitch
when you're denied a blow job for the
same reason.—A.L., Lima, Ohio
Fair enough.

Five years ago, when I was 21, I set up
a Roth IRA. I want to be sure I'm taken
care of in my 50s and 60s. What are some
things I can do to retire sooner?—Z.P.,
Bristol, Connecticut

Retire? Who has time for that? You're
smart to start early—compound interest is
going to be your BFF. Contribute at least as
much as your employer will match. Also estab-
lish a cash fund equal to a minimum of three
months’ salary to avoid having to withdraw
your Roth funds in an emergency. There are
many models to determine how much you
will need. Fidelity Investments, for example,
advises clients to have saved the equivalent of
their then-current annual salary by the age
of 35, twice their then-current salary by 40,
four times by 50, five times by 55, six times
by 60 and eight times by retirement. That's
the ideal, but for most people it's far from
the reality. One study found that the median
amount saved for retirement among working
adults is $3,000. The best many people can
hope for is that someday they will be able to
work fewer hours.

Whenever we hug hello or good-bye,
my fiancée's sister draws her body hard
into me. She also kisses me square on
the lips—it's not open-mouthed but
still a serious kiss. I'm attracted to her,
but I’m not sure that has a bearing on
how I interpret what's going on. Is it
possible she's into me?—J.B., Buffalo,
New York

Does she hug and kiss other guys in the
same way? If your fiancée hasn't said any-
thing, her sister may well be a power hugger.
We have to think a woman who wants to sleep
with her sister's lover would send far more

discreet signals.

һа sure your response will be “Man
the fuck up," but I'm conflicted. I fell
in love with my girlfriend three months

ago and have been telling the world.
Quite often I get responses from friends
and acquaintances about the night they
fucked her. This has happened at least
15 times! It bothers me to realize she
was essentially "legs open"—and some
of these dudes, wow. She admits it when
asked and I have no fear of her cheat-
ing. She is one of the best-looking girls
around, so I assume these guys are vali-
dating their existence with the memory
of the one night she was drunk enough
to sleep with them. How do I keep dat-
ing her, knowing nearly every bloke
in town took her for a ride?—A.W.,
Pasadena, California

A woman who likes sex and isn't ashamed
to say so? What's a guy to do? Your friends
are being assholes—unless you have con-
firmed every claim (we hope not), they may be
messing with you, or they may believe you're
headed for a fall and hope to temper your
expectations. The next time someone tries to
goad you, shrug and say, "Lucky you. She
hadn't mentioned it."

After a 25-year habit of one or two packs
a day, I switched to electronic cigarettes.
Did I trade one vice for another?—B.L.,
San Diego, California

We bet you're smoking less as a result,
which is progress. For the uninitiated, battery-
powered e-cigarettes heat liquid containing
micotine into a vapor that can be inhaled. That
eliminates many but not all of the carcinogens
and other risks associated with traditional cig-
areltes. If you're trying to quit, however, there
are better strategies.

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the person is an in-law and the veracity
of the allegations can be proven by self-
incrimination or cross-examination?—
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handful of states that still allow “alienation
of affection” lawsuits. A few people have won
millions of dollars in damages, but the judg-
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model of civility and happiness but also that
the defendant willfully and maliciously broke
it up. (A ready defense: “I didn’t know he
was married!”) If your in-laws are trying to
destroy your marriage but have succeeded only
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When governments need help abridging our liberties,
they turn to corporations

BY HEIDI BOGHOSIAN

Ithough he affirmed his
oath of office on the Bibles
of Abraham Lincoln and
Martin Luther King Jr.,
Barack Obama might just
as well have laid his hand on the corpo-
rate charter of Northrop
Grumman. In outsourc-
ing at least 70 percent of
its intelligence operations,
his administration has
continued the shift from a
co-dependent relationship
with telecommunications
companies and military
contractors to a deferen-
tial one. Domestic spying
accelerated after 9/11 as
federal intelligence agencies used fear to
justify widespread surveillance. Given that
the Pentagon's vast information network
was developed by technology companies
on which the National Security Agency
depends to analyze data, the new terror-

Federal

agencies used

fear to justify
widespread

surveillance.

ism rhetoric has paved the way for govern-
ment abuse of authority. But it was facili-
tated by corporate power brokers.

Тһе irreconcilability of public and pri-
vate sector missions means our govern-
ment's mandate to serve an entire popu-
lation has ceded to pro-
ducing profits for an elite
few. This shift is evident
in the NSA's covert Prism
program, which began in
2007. It can also be seen in
secret legal interpretations
of the Foreign Intelligence
Surveillance Act used to
justify open-ended mass
surveillance. The govern-
ment more or less lacks
lawful authority to sweep up personal data
on Americans without indication of crime,
so it skirts the law by paying industry giants
to do it. The Fourth Amendment forbids
unreasonable searches and seizures by
government but not by corporations.

ILLUSTRATIONS BY JUSTIN PAGE

READER
RESPONSE

GAYS AND BLACKS

Ishmael Reed's assertion that the
struggle for gay rights is somehow
inferior to the movement for rights
for blacks is insulting (“Who's
Next?" July/August). Why do we
have to place either ahead of the
other? Both groups face unique
challenges. For many gays that
includes having to hide their sex-
uality, sometimes even from their
families, or face persecution. Many
religious leaders and politicians are
openly hostile, throwing around
terms such as abomination and
immoral. We have a twice-elected
black president, yet gays don't have
national antidiscrimination protec-
tion (sexual orientation is excluded
in Title VII of the Civil Rights Act
of 1964) or federal marriage rights.
Homosexuality remains punish-
able by death in seven countries,

including our ally Afghanistan,
where gay U.S. troops have only
recently been able to serve without
fear of repercussions from their
own government.

R. Clark
Los Angeles, California

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Thirty officials from Lockheed Martin,
Sprint Nextel, Verizon, Microsoft and
others serve on the President's National
Security Telecommunications Advisory
Committee and counsel the president on
information and telecommunications poli-
cies. Fusion centers created by the Depart-
ment of Homeland Security encourage col-
laboration between intelligence agencies
and corporations in collecting, storing and
acting on private informa-
tion. In a 2012 report, the
Senate questioned the rel-
evance of fusion centers.
A two-year investigation
found they yielded intelli-
gence of uneven, outdated
and frequently substan-
dard quality, at a cost of
between $289 million and
$1.4 billion since 2003. Fu-
sion centers could possibly
invent new domestic secu-
rity threats to justify their existence. The
danger is great that they will assist the gov-
ernment in waging campaigns of political
repression more nefarious than the covert
initiatives of Richard Nixon.

More than a decade after 9/11, the
government's method for securing
fundamental freedoms has involved com-
promising and reducing them. There has
been little public debate about the conse-
quences of this. Теп years of war paid for
on a credit card have not only threatened

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taxpayer

dollars
have been

squandered.

national security through debt and insta-
bility but also thinned the lifeblood of our
democracy—civil liberties—through an іп-
creasing intrusion of the state. The threat
to democracy isn't just found in the reach
of technology; it's also in government's col-
lusion with corporations. The consolida-
tion of power in tracking everybody makes
us less secure in our freedoms. We are also
less secure in practical ways. As we siphon
dollars into Silicon Valley,
talented federal intelligence
personnel take jobs in the
private sector. They may be
lured by higher salaries, but
they also leave because the
Pentagon has placed a cap
on its civilian workforce,
which forces managers to
hire contractors. When in-
telligence agencies are with-
out talented IT program
and contract managers,
when outsourcing replaces fundamental
government functions—and when con-
tracts are awarded to those who don't have
our best interests at heart—our defense
system is compromised.

Our nation is further weakened when
we subsidize flawed projects. Project Trail-
blazer, overseen by Science Applications
International Corporation, was launched
in 2000 to analyze communications net-
works. As whistle-blowers asserted, an ex-
isting program called Thin Thread could

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"s not just the feds
spying on you.
Private data brokers
collect and sell plenty
of information

et's assume you're a 41-year-old man living
і іп South Carolina. You smoke three packs of
cigarettes a day and drink a couple of liters
of vodka a week. You're overweight and have a regi-
men of prescriptions given to you by your doctor. Data
brokers know all this about you and sell the informa-
tion to marketers. You—along with 500 million others
in the case of Acxiom Corporation, one of the largest
data brokers—are segmented into one of 70 "identity
profiles" based on lifestyle and income. You have been
pegged and profiled, and your personal details are for
sale at an extremely low price.
last December the Federal Trade Commission opened
its first inquiry into private spying. "There is no global
legislation governing this industry's practices," says
Tiffany George, a privacy attorney for the НС. "We're
trying to figure out what protections there should be
for the accuracy of your information, what acce:

correction and opt-out rights consumers should have
and what limitations should exist on its use." The fe

e asking ques of an industry
that, until now, has been left to regulate itself.

0 you e to be placed on a health
insurance watch list if you search online for
eart pain” or purchas thinners? If

an insurer or credit agency confuses you with someone
with a similar name b n a data broker's infor-
mation, who's to blame? One data report obtained
from Acxiom—what it calls а U.S. Reference Informa-
tion Report—contained inaccurate information about
an individual's street addr hone number, e-mail
address and college attended. The report listed six dif-
ferent versions of the individual's name, some of which
had never been used before.

Seven of the top eight credit card companies, four
of the top five retail banks and a multitude of other
corporations use data b $ research. The ways in
which your information is now obtained without your
knowledge are beyond anything in history. You de-
serve not to have your privacy, identity and consumer
behavior pted without your knowledge, and we
all deserve to know what happens behind data-center
doors. Don't assume the war against big data is over;
it's clear the war has just begun.— Tyler Trykowski

THE GOOD OLD DAYS: REPRESSION COULD BE
WORSE THAN IT WAS UNDER RICHARD NIXON.

have performed the same functions in a
manner that protected consumers' pri-
vacy. True to its name, Trailblazer raged
ahead, incurring hundreds of millions
in cost overruns. It was canceled in 2006
after whistle-blowers complained to the
Department of Defense about fraud, waste
and unlawful domestic spying. There's
no shortage of mismanaged projects that
show how billions of taxpayer dollars have
been squandered. Problems plagued Proj-
ect Groundbreaker, run by Computer
Sciences Corporation to provide support
to NSA's information technology systems.
Тһе company estimated it would need to
transfer 750 NSA employees to work for
it or other corporations on its contracting
team. In 2007 CSC was rewarded with a
three-year extension.

Тһе three branches of government
showed their deference to corporations in
2008 when Congress passed and George
W. Bush signed the FISA Amendments
Act, which granted immunity to the tele-
communications industry from lawsuits.
Since then, courts have deferred to the
act. Companies were protected from liabil-
ity when they assisted the government in
warrantless eavesdropping on Americans
e-mail and phone activities. The Senate Se-
lect Committee on Intelligence noted cor-
porations might be unwilling to cooperate
with the feds if they knew their customers
might sue them. Courts have cited the law
when dismissing lawsuits brought on be-
half of customers against Sprint, Verizon,
Cingular Wireless and AT&T. From 2000
to 2010, Department of Defense spend-
ing on contractors—much of which was
supposed to be short term—more than
doubled, to over $150 billion. Homeland
Security's counterterrorism grants to local
governments have led to exaggerated and
manufactured risk assessments. One such
investment was Project Shield in Chicago,
a surveillance network that failed after
$45 million was spent. The DHS inspector
general cited numerous glitches, including
missing records, faulty equipment and in-
experienced first responders.

Our leaders аге іп the dark about in-
telligence outsourcing. Regulation of cor-
porate contractors is nonexistent; in 2010
President Obama threatened to veto leg-
islation calling for congressional oversight
of intelligence operations. That same year,
the Government Accountability Office re-
ported how information was inadequately
safeguarded from contractors. When gov-
ernment provides no checks on executive
orders, the business of domestic intelli-
gence is further normalized.

Our culture of individual freedom is fast
becoming a relic. In its place are credit,
consumerism and national security—the
rise of corporate-government domination
over civic power. Allowing the surveillance
infrastructure to grow unfettered permits
a small group of individuals to influence

how we exercise freedom. ГЫ

Heidi Boghosian is author of Spying on
Democracy: Government Surveillance,
Corporate Power and Public Resistance.

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Our Corporate Masters

ABOVE THE LAW

Monsanto doesn't just dominate the seed business—
it bullies the federal government as well

BY BRIAN COOK

epending on whom you trust,

genetically modified crops

could be a miracle, an apoc-

alypse or something more

mundane. Although there’s
scant evidence that GM food causes seri-
ous health effects, critics say most of the
studies sponsored by St. Louis—based
Monsanto and other bio-agricultural firms
have been biased and those same compa-
nies have stymied independent research.
Last year, French scientists claimed rats
fed only Monsanto’s Roundup Ready corn
had abnormally high rates of tumors, but
once their study’s methodology received a
cursory glance, they were all but laughed
out of the scientific community.

Despite the uncertainty surrounding
its products, there’s a consensus about
Monsanto: It is a behemoth with enough
profit and clout to exist above the law.
Monsanto’s bullying of farmers was at
issue in Organic Seed Growers & Trade Associ-
ation v. Monsanto. The court case involved
organic farmers who wanted to grow
crops clear of Monsanto seed genes—a
difficult endeavor since up to 98 percent
of seeds for some conventional crops con-
tain those genes. Avoiding even accidental
contamination involves costly measures
such as testing seeds and creating buffers
between crops and neighboring farms.

Still, the farmers worried that if trace
amounts of patented seeds were found in

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TAX THE RICH, REDUX

Regarding the reader who sug-
gests in the May issue that we tax
the rich at 90 percent: Suppose

I earn $1 million annually and
have all but 10 percent confis-
cated by the government. I'd find
a lower-paying job so I could still
keep $100,000 but not work so
hard. And suppose I earned my
million by running my own com-

pany. Too bad for my employees!
I am confounded by the fact that
statists, though they understand
that taxing "sins" such as alcohol
and tobacco deincentivizes the
commission of those sins, fail to
comprehend how taxing produc-
tivity deincentivizes productivity.
Chris Overstreet
Gainesville, Georgia

Тһе campaign by the Obama
administration and the main-
stream media to demonize
high-income earners is driven
by politics, emotion and jealousy
rather than sensible economic
policy. Capital tends to seek a
warm, friendly environment, so
rule of law and reasonable tax
rates are critical determinants
of growth. Punitive tax rates
discourage savings and reduce
capital formation—capital used
to build roads, schools, hospitals,
airports, factories and infra-
structure. That reduces national
income levels, hurting the very
people progressives claim to
want to help. The proper role
of government is to protect

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equal rights, not provide equal
things. It is no accident that we
rose from a fledgling colony to
become the wealthiest nation in
history. We could hike marginal
tax rates to whatever level "feels
good," but wouldn't it make
more sense to structure our tax
code to be simpler and to max-
imize revenue than to worry
about whether your neighbor's
income and net worth are grow-
ing faster than your own?

Mark Lazar
Sandy, Utah

PLAYBOY ON THE
PLATFORM

I've been reading the letters from
readers who have been told by
flight attendants they can't read

PLAYBOY on the plane. I work on
an offshore production platform
that was once owned by BP, and
we're not allowed to bring PLAYBOY
with us. The platform is 90 miles
out in the Gulf of Mexico, and we
stay for 14 days at a time. I feel oil
workers should be able to bring
what we want to read when we're
off the clock.

Kenneth Tindell
Dothan, Alabama

POSITIVE RESULTS

I hope your insightful commen-
tary "What Happened to Science?"
(July/August) brings greater aware-
ness to a serious problem facing the
U.S. in its position as a research
leader. Articles like this are one rea-
son my husband and I subscribe.

K. Denham
St. Louis, Missouri

CAN YOU TAG BULLETS?

In the July/August issue a reader
suggests the U.S. needs “а law

that requires all new guns to be
stamped so they leave a distinct
mark on the bullets they fire, allow-
ing investigators to match casings
to weapon." Does that technology
exist? How could you stamp a soft

their crops, not only would their organic
product be ruined but Monsanto could
sue for infringement. The company said
it wouldn't sue for "trace" contamina-
tion but refused to sign an agreement to
that effect. So the farmers—citing 144
patent-infringement cases
Monsanto had brought
against farmers (along with
700 settlements) between
1997 and 2010—sued
the company preemp-
tively, asking the court to
declare their farming to
be infringement-free. The
Court of Appeals for the
Federal Circuit held that
Monsanto's assurance that
it wouldn't sue meant no judicial action was
needed. The court also noted Monsanto's
refusal to swear off litigation over accidental
contamination. Had the court ruled against
Monsanto, the company might have had
to abide by the decision. That's no longer
the case. On the emergency budget bill
that avoided a government shutdown last
spring, a rider (known as the Monsanto Pro-
tection Act) was added that prevents federal
courts from halting the sale of GM seeds.
Monsanto's ostensible regulator isn't the
only government body that appears to feel
the company is above the law. In Novem-

ber, news broke that the Department of

Justice had ended a two-year investigation
of the seed industry for possible antitrust
violations, with nary an indictment. The

investigation likely came about because of

price increases, with soybean seed and corn

CHILL

OU Т, AL TÚ

How did conservatives
convince Americans

that man-made global
warming doesn't exist?

BY MELBA NEWSOME

even years after the Supreme

Court made АІ Gore the loser

in one of the closest elections

in American history, the for-

mer vice president addressed a
packed house in Norway as a Nobel laure-
ate for his work on climate change.

In the years between his presidential
campaign and his Nobel Prize, Gore had
gained cult status in the environmental
movement. An Inconvenient Truth, his doc-
umentary about the rising threat of glob-
al warming, had grossed nearly $50 mil-

Congress
prevents federal
courts from

halting the sale
of GM seeds.

seed prices rising 108 percent and 135 per-
cent from 2001 to 2010. (Those jumps are
more than five times the rise in the con-
sumer price index for the same period.)
Prices alone are not enough to prove anti-
trust violations, and the DOJ might have
had good reason to throw
away two years of work.
(А DOJ spokesperson told
Mother Jones the decision
occurred because of “таг-
ketplace developments"
but did not elaborate.)
Perhaps the DOJ should
have outsourced its investi-
gation to Total Intelligence
Solutions, the private intel-
ligence company owned by
Blackwater founder Erik Prince. Monsanto
paid TIS more than $200,000 in 2008
and 2009. The Nation uncovered e-mails
from TIS that describe a meeting in which
the two companies discussed using TIS
employees to infiltrate anti-Monsanto
activist groups. А statement on Monsanto's
website denies anyone was hired for this
task, adding that the company does "not
condone that type of behavior." One could
be forgiven for having seeds of doubt. Wi

lion and garnered two Academy Awards.

But Gore's larger-than-life status and
dire warnings gave climate-change de-
niers and those who oppose a legislative
solution a villain they could use to woo
nearly half the country to their side.

"Al Gore was the perfect proponent and
leader of the global-warming alarmists
because he's very politically divisive and
controversial," said Myron Ebell, director
of the Center for Energy and Environ-

ment, part of the Competitive Enterprise
Institute, a free-market think tank. *He
was a wonderful target for our side."

Gore was hardly controversial, but sim-
ply being a Democrat made his message
unpalatable to many Americans. During
Gore's 2000 presidential campaign, he
was painted as a liar, an image conser-
vatives used to discredit him on global
warming. They tried to discredit his
science and dubbed him a warmist, a pe-
jorative for anyone who believes human
activity contributes to climate change.

Gore is featured prominently on skep-
tic websites. Their conferences feature
anti-Gore propaganda. His name alone
brings audiences to their feet in anger
and/or ridicule. They malign him as a
coward for refusing to debate the sci-
ence with skeptics. This was all part of an
overarching strategy to make the public
doubt Gore and, by extension, to doubt
what is essentially settled science.

During the 1990s, big carbon industries
ramped up their efforts to curtail regula-
tion of greenhouse gases. Many fossil-fuel
companies objected to the Kyoto Protocol
on the grounds that it would hurt the U.S.
economy. Companies also argued that de-
veloping nations should not get a free pass.

Sociologist and Stanford fellow Rob-
ert Brulle has studied what he calls the
environmental counter-
movement. "This is a
long-standing Republican
complaint, and it fits nicely
with their opposition to in-
creased government inter-
ference in the economy,"
says Brulle. "They want
to push back the state and
not have it get involved."

Economists, lawyers and
public policy specialists—
not scientists—formed
groups to cast doubt on
the science when the con-
sensus was overwhelming
and getting stronger. Exxon went after
the science and surreptitiously funded
free-market studies and PR campaigns
by organizations such as the Heartland
Institute and the Competitive Enterprise
Institute to challenge the science.

"We felt that if you concede the science
is settled and that there's a consensus,
the moral high ground has been ceded
to the alarmists," said Ebell.

This tactic is reminiscent of those of the
tobacco industry, which spent decades de-
nying that smoking caused cancer. In 1998
the American Petroleum Institute devel-
oped a comprehensive plan to shift public
opinion by going after the science itself.
The group said success would be achieved
when the average citizen believes there are
uncertainties in climate science and when
media coverage also includes the skep-
tics’ view. By that measure, the plan has
been a rousing success. Each year, tens of

“The fossil-
fuelindustry
basically
purchased the

Republican

Party.”

thousands of scientific papers document
the role of human activity in a warming
planet, but the scant few written by skep-
tics get the media buzz. Most reporting on
climate change now includes the contrar-
ian view in the name of balance.

"It's not a real debate, but if you can
move the debate out of the scientific com-
munity and into the public arena, where
the word of Rush Limbaugh equals that
of scientists, then you’re in business,” says
Brulle. “We're the only country in the
world where this is actually disputed. It's
like denying gravity."

ore famously said that the cli-

mate crisis was a “тога! and

spiritual challenge," not a

political issue. It looked that

way during the 2008 pres-
idential campaign, when both John
McCain and Barack Obama supported
action on climate change. But it has since
become a starkly partisan issue, with little
room in the Republican tent for anyone
who accepts the science.

"The fossil-fuel industry basically pur-
chased the Republican Party," says envi-
ronmental activist Bill McKibben. "The
Chamber of Commerce, which is the
biggest fossil-fuel front group and one
of the biggest campaign contributors,
gave more than 90 per-
cent of its money to cli-
mate deniers, almost all of
them Republicans. Con-
sider the role of the Koch
brothers in the party, and
then look at where their
money comes from."

A Pew Research poll
found only 42 percent of
Romney supporters be-
lieve there is strong evi-
dence of global warming
and just 18 percent ac-
knowledge its anthropo-
genic origin. Compare that
with the 88 percent of Obama supporters
who say the planet is warming and 63
percent who say it is anthropogenic.

Last year, the climate was one of the
biggest news stories. U.S. farms were
devastated by the worst drought in 50
years. Deadly floods and superstorms
paralyzed the Northeast and other parts
of the country. It was also the hottest
year on record for the contiguous U.S.
Yet skeptics continue their campaign to
discredit Gore. Instead of being cowed,
the former vice president has redoubled
his efforts to push for a worldwide solu-
tion. In 2011 he launched the Climate
Reality Project to counter the deluge of
propaganda from skeptics.

While the argument continues about
which side is lying and why, the debate
about finding a legislative solution has all
but vanished. In that respect, the skeptics
have already achieved a major victory. Wi

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lead or frangible bullet in such a
way that it wouldn't be distorted
and unreadable after firing? If you
could stamp the casing by num-
bering the firing pin, wouldn't that
be easy to file off? Even if the cas-
ings were numbered, what would
the police do with a shooter who
stopped by a local gun range and
collected a few stray casings to scat-
ter around the crime scene? The
tool we have available now is to
lock up for a long time people who
use guns in crimes.

Roy Kubik

Lebanon, Kentucky
The technology is here. In a study
funded by the Department of Justice,
researchers found that 87 percent of
the time they could read every letter and
number imprinted by the firing pin on
a single shell casing. (Presumably col-
lecting multiple shell casings at a crime
scene would boost the success rate.) The
industry's take is that imprinting costs
too much and ignores the fact that many
crimes involve stolen or black-market
weapons. In addition, millions of hand-
guns already in private hands don't
have markers. Nevertheless, a law that
went into effect in California earlier
this year requires all new semiautomatic
handguns to include microstamping.

The editors claim “the Supreme
Court has placed reasonable
restrictions on every other amend-
ment” except the Second (Reader
Response, June). Are you kidding?
What about the National
Firearms Act, the Gun s^
Control Act of 1968
and many other
laws? You can have
a rifle with 30-round
mags but not Stinger
shoulder-fired missiles
and rocket-propelled
grenades. That sounds
reasonable to me. But
saying I can have only
10 bullets in a maga-
zine is like saying the
First Amendment can be
interpreted to mean you
can write paragraphs of
only 30 words or less.

John Rickard

El Dorado, Arkansas

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uum SAMUEL L. JACKSON

A candid conversation with the highest-grossing actor about the burden of being cool,
his near-lethal golf swing and that feud between Quentin Tarantino and Spike Lee

Samuel L. Jackson is one of Hollywood's great-
est special effects. Depending on the movie and
the role, the actor, who has appeared in more
than 100 films since his first in 1972, bril-
liantly calibrates the required intensity of flash
and firepower. As the hit man in Pulp Fiction,
he roars his Quentin Tarantino-written rants
with electrifying, Old Testament-worthy fury
laced with deadpan street talk. т. Coach Carter
he’s quiet and righteous, a dignified, unshak-
ably good man, never better than when laying
down the law to a hardcase basketball team.
As the brainy bad guy in Jackie Brown, he’s so
caught up rapping about the killing power of
AK-47s that he’s oblivious his girlfriend is hot
for fellow con man Robert De Niro.

Whether he’s flashing his charismatic mojo in
blockbusters (Jurassic Park, the Star Wars pre-
quels, two Iron Man flicks, Captain America,
The Avengers), tamping things down in arty in-
dies (Eve’s Bayou, The Red Violin, Black Snake
Moan) or rousing cheers from the rafters with
profanity-laced tirades in popcorn-munchers
(Deep Blue Sea, Snakes on a Plane), no 3-D
IMAX CGI light-and-magic show can upstage
him. And with an estimated $7.4 billion-plus at
the box office—making him the highest-grossing
actor in history, according to Guinness World
Records—Jackson has an uncanny knack for
landing in more hits than misses.

“Looking back, I love the South so much, even
though there was a time when I didn’t feel so
proud of being from there. The sense of com-
munity there is unheard of in this day and age.
The idea that it takes a village—it works.”

His road to the top wasn’t short or easy.
Jackson was born Samuel Leroy Jackson in
Washington, D.C. Abandoned as an infant by
his alcoholic father, he was raised by his mother,
grandfather and grandmother in racially segre-
gated Chattanooga, Tennessee. A strong student,
musician and athlete, he attended Morehouse
College, where he took a public-speaking class to
tame a terrible stutter and reconnected with his
childhood love of acting. He and fellow students
took hostage an entire board of trustees meeting
ina 1969 campus protest, which led to his being
ejected from Morehouse but also introduced him
to his future wife, LaTanya Richardson, a fel-
low actor. He moved to Harlem in 1976. While
in New York, Jackson began to get work in off-
Broadway productions, as a stand-in for Bill
Cosby during rehearsals for The Cosby Show
and in films for then-budding writer-director
Spike Lee, including Do the Right Thing,
School Daze and Mo’ Better Blues.

But there were problems. Jackson’s spiraling
addictions to drugs and alcohol cost him jobs
and eventually led to a life-changing 1990 in-
tervention by his family. He worked constantly
through the 1980s and early 1990s on TV se-
ries such as Law & Order and in small film roles
including Gang Member No. 2 in Ragtime and
Dream Blind Man in The Exorcist Ш. He won
acting awards from the Cannes Film Festival

“These 20-somethings can’t turn around and
tell me the word nigger is fucked-up in Django
yet still listen to Jay Z or whoever else say
‘nigger, nigger, nigger’ throughout the music
they listen to.”

and the New York Film Critics Circle for his
heartbreaking turn as an addict in Jungle Fever,
but playing Bible-quoting killer Jules Winnfield
in the instant cult classic Pulp Fiction in 1994
gave him his first signature role. Now, at the age
of 64, he finds himself as busy as ever, with six
movies already completed in 2013.

PLAYBOY sent Contributing Editor Stephen
Rebello, who recently interviewed Matt Damon
for the magazine, to talk with Jackson at the
London hotel in West Hollywood. Says Rebello:
Ч first interviewed Samuel L. Jackson seven
years ago for а 20 Questions feature, and he'd
done the Playboy Interview in 1999. Apparently
he thought he'd blown our earlier interview, be-
cause he told me he'd been wondering why he
hadn't been asked back until now. The thing
is, if you want to hang with a smart, well-read,
supremely confident guy with a truckload of
gusto, passion and a seen-and-done-it-all vibe,
then this is your go-to guy. In the space of sev-
eral hours, he ran the gamut—candid, funny,
insightful, explosive, friendly, defensive and
politically incorrect—and was deadly accurate.
Over soft drinks, he more than lived up to his
reputation. Better still, he surpassed it.”

PLAYBOY: You and Spike Lee have re-
united for your new movie, Oldboy, Lee’s
take on the South Korean-made 2003

PHOTOGRAPHY BY GAVIN BOND

"I was a militant revolutionary dude. I went
to Martin Luther King Jr's funeral. I joined
a march for equal rights in Memphis. In 1969
I got kicked out of college because a bunch of
us had issues with the way the school was run."

PLAYBOY

vengeance hit. It’s been more than 20
years since you worked together on
School Daze, Do the Right Thing and Jungle
Fever—movies that helped put you on
the map. Why such a long gap?
JACKSON: Spike’s wife, Tonya, and my
wife, LaTanya, have been good friends
for a long time. My wife just acted in
a TV film Tonya produced and wrote
called The Watsons Go to Birmingham. So
our wives would interact often, and we
would all end up going to dinner to-
gether. Our relationship healed [from
a public falling-out] over those dinners
and conversations. He told me at dinner
he was going to remake Oldboy, and I was
like, “Can I be in it?”

PLAYBOY: Why did you want to be in that
one in particular?

JACKSON: I watch the original Oldboy
eight, nine times a year. Every time I
meet someone who hasn't seen it, I or-
der it and give it to them. Spike told me
that, aside from the leading role, I could
have any part. I always wanted to be the
crazy guy who runs the place where the
main guy gets locked up and isolated.
PLAYBOY: Did you two get back into the
groove quickly, or did it take some time?
JACKSON: Working with Spike was just
like we'd never stopped. He's very effi-
cient, knows what he wants and doesn't
get in my way artistically—whatever I
come with, I come with, and it's cool.
PLAYBOY: How did you and Josh Brolin,
who plays the leading role, get along?
JACKSON: We all do our homework, so
beforehand I asked T.L. [Tommy Lee
Jones] about Josh because he tolerates
no bullshit whatsoever, and he said,
"Ah, great kid.” If T.L.’s down with you,
you're good with me. People who come
to a movie set angry, bitter and giv-
ing people a hard time? It's like, fuck,
this is supposed to be a great place, a
playground. Josh is good, and he un-
derstands the fun aspect of the job.
When they say "Action," you get serious.
“Cut,” boom. There are a few actors
who are like that who are really great,
like Julianne Moore. When we were
doing Freedomland, Julianne was stand-
ing there saying, "Sam, do you watch
American Idol? Oh, it's so great." They
call "Action!" and she's crying her eyes
out; they call *Cut!" and she comes right
back over: "As I was saying, this American
Idol thing...." She's amazing.

PLAYBOY: Spike Lee said some pretty
harsh things last year when you played
the controversial role of a conniv-
ing house slave in Django Unchained,
Quentin Tarantino's racially charged
spaghetti Western. Lee complained
about Tarantino's 100-plus uses of the
N word in the script, called the movie
"disrespectful to my ancestors" and
tweeted, "American slavery was not a
Sergio Leone spaghetti Western. It was
a holocaust. My ancestors are slaves.
Stolen from Africa. I will honor them."
Tarantino called Lee's charges "ridicu-

lous." Did you hash out any of this while
making Oldboy?

JACKSON: We didn't have that conversa-
tion. One thing I've learned is that when
I'm hired to do the job, that's what I do. I
did a film [Soul Men] with Bernie Mac that
was directed by Spike's cousin that I didn't
have such a great time doing. We didn't
talk about that either, other than my say-
ing, "How's he doing?" and Spike answer-
ing, "Oh, he's fine. You guys didn't get
along so well, did you?" *No, we didn't."
Boom—that was the end of it. One thing
had nothing to do with the other. Part
of the thing that fucks with all those
people who criticize Quentin for being a
"wigger"—even, I guess, Spike—is that
they don't take into account that Quen-
tin's mom used to go to work and leave
him with this black guy downstairs who
would take him to these blaxploitation
movies. That's his formative cinema life.
He loves those movies. It's part of him.
PLAYBOY: Isn't Lee basically saying that
only black artists should tackle black
characters and subject matter?

JACKSON: There is this whole thing of
"Nobody can tell our story but us," but

[I wouldn't] dress up as a
woman and kiss another guy.
I don't think people want to
see me do that. But you know
what? If it's done right and
the story is good, I might.

that's apparently not true, because the
Jackie Robinson movie finally got made
as 42. Spike didn't make it, but people still
went to see it. When Boaz Yakin did Fresh
in 1994, all of a sudden it was like, "Who
is this Jewish motherfucker telling our
stories?" He's the Jewish motherfucker
who wrote the story, that's who. If you
got a story like that in you, tell it. We'll
see when [director] Steve McQueen's
movie 12 Years a Slave comes out, if it'll
be like, “What's this British motherfucker
know about us?” Somebody’s always go-
ing to say something.

PLAYBOY: Do you think Lee has substan-
tive issues with Tarantino and his movies?
JACKSON: Spike saying “I’m not going to
see Django because it’s an insult to my
ancestors”? It’s fine if you think that, but
then you have nothing else to say about the
movie, period, because you don't know if
Quentin insulted your ancestors or not.
On the other hand, Louis Farrakhan,
who these blackest of black people say
speaks the truth and expresses the vit-
riol of the angry black man, can look at
the movie and go, “Goddamn, that’s a
great fucking movie. Quentin Tarantino

told the truth.” Dick Gregory’s seen the
movie 12 fucking times. I respect what
they have to say more than anybody else,
because they’ve been through it. They
walked the walk with Dr. King. Some of
the bullshit criticisms about Django come
from people who don’t understand the
genre and who didn’t live through that
era. They think they need to wave a flag
of blackness that they don’t necessarily
have the credentials to wave.

PLAYBOY: Do you have other specific peo-
ple in mind when you say “these blackest
of black people”?

JACKSON: W. Kamau Bell’s FX show
[Totally Biased With W. Kamau Bell] had
this whole segment where he was criti-
cizing Django. He’s a young black man
with nappy hair and very dark skin, but
he also has a very white wife and an in-
terracial child. You can’t tell me you
know what people in the South did if
you never spent time down there. He
can say there had to be words Quentin
could use other than nigger. Well, what
are they? These 20-somethings can’t
turn around and tell me the word nigger
is fucked-up in Django yet still listen to
Jay Z or whoever else say “nigger, nigger,
nigger” throughout the music they listen
to. “Oh, that’s okay because that’s dope,
that’s down, we all right with that.”
Bullshit. You can’t have it one way and
not the other. It’s art—you can’t not cen-
sor one thing and try to censor the other.
Saying Tarantino said “nigger” too many
times is like complaining they said “kike”
too many times in a movie about Nazis.
PLAYBOY: As painful and uncomfortable
as Django can be to watch, did Tarantino’s
decision to cut out some of the brutality
cost you any big scenes?

JACKSON: Tarantino asked me to play the
most hated Negro character in cinema
history, but if people think they hate my
character, they will really despise him
if one day they get to see me torture
Django. There are scenes on the cutting-
room floor or in Quentin’s house or
wherever that one of these days, hope-
fully, he’ll let people see. He literally
could have Kill Billed that movie, be-
cause there is enough stuff for two two-
and-a-half-hour movies. A Django West-
ern and Django Southern would have
been equally entertaining and great. I
kept hoping he would do that. People
said, “Well, slavery wasn't a picnic,” and
I want to say, "No, motherfucker, slavery
wasn't a picnic," but nobody was singing
songs while picking cotton in the field in
that movie either. People got whipped.
Dogs got sicced on people. These
20-year-olds and others are always talk-
ing about "Where's my 40 acres and
a mule? Where are my reparations?"
Well, you wanna act like the govern-
ment owes us reparations, we gotta show
what they owe us for. Here it is, right
here onscreen. These stories must be
told. Yet they still want to turn around
and go, "Fuck Quentin Tarantino, he

don't know shit about it," but if Spike,
the Hughes brothers or Carl Franklin
had done it, it would have been right?
Look, Quentin has this master storytell-
ing ability, and a lot of criticism from a
lot of people is straight bullshit jealousy
because they can't do it themselves.
PLAYBOY: How do you explain the bond
between you and Tarantino?

JACKSON: I get the vision of the whole
movie when I read his stuff. It's like
you go into his head. I work with a
lot of mechanics—you know, the film-
school guys. Quentin isn't like that. He
knows what his movies look like before
he shoots them and knows how to tell a
story with camera movement. I love the
same movies he does. We both look at
a lot of movies. We've read a lot. I also
think part of it is the only-childness of
both Quentin and me.

PLAYBOY: What's the one thing you
wouldn't do onscreen, even for Tarantino?
JACKSON: Probably dress up as a wom-
an and kiss another guy. I don't think
people want to see me do that. He hasn't
asked me, but you know what? If it's
done right and the story is good, I might.
PLAYBOY: Which of your movies would you
choose as your signature, your legacy?
JACKSON: If there were one movie I
wanted people to look at, it would be А
Time to Kill.

PLAYBOY: That's the 1996 Joel
Schumacher-directed movie with San-
dra Bullock and Matthew McConaughey,
based on a John Grisham novel, in which
you play a man on trial for murdering
the men who raped his 10-year-old
daughter. Why that one?

JACKSON: It's an American story and a
very Southern story. I'd like people to
look at that one and say, "Oh my God."
PLAYBOY: Moviegoers know you best to-
day as a smart, larger-than-life, poten-
tially explosive, sometimes funny and
usually likable badass. Did you show any
childhood signs of some of the personal-
ity traits that have made you famous as
an actor, let alone a star?

JACKSON: I play a lot of characters that
aren't that way at all, but those aren't
the ones people remember. If audiences
see those qualities in my work, it's about
comfortableness, confidence, success in
what I've done. But oh hell no, I was not
the cool guy growing up. I was bookish.
I had a stutter. I wasn't in the streets with
all the other kids. I didn't dress cool or
do cool shit. I played the trumpet, flute
and French horn in the marching band
and had great style on the field when
we performed, but that wasn't the cool
thing to do. I was popular because I was
funny. I definitely didn't have the hot
chicks. The atmosphere in the house was
one of love, with a lot of joy, but I also
had discipline—and a curfew.

PLAYBOY: Did you and your family butt
heads over their rules and discipline?
JACKSON: Looking back, I love the South
so much, even though there was a time

when I didn't feel so proud of being
from there. The sense of community
there is unheard of in this day and age.
Тһе idea that it takes a village to raise
a child—it works, because wherever I
was in town, somebody always knew. My
teachers had taught my mom and her
brothers and sisters. The teachers knew
the expectations my family had of me.
If I was fucking up in school, somebody
was like, “Stay away from those people.
Sit down, read.” Outside school, if other
kids were getting ready to do some shit
that was going to get everybody in trou-
ble or might get me in trouble, I went
home. The one thing my family insisted
on was, don’t embarrass us. Don’t make
us come to jail, because though we will
come to see you, we're going to leave
you there. It just wasn’t an option for
me. I was more afraid of the people I
lived with than the people I ran with.
PLAYBOY: Living in a segregated environ-
ment, what were some other useful sur-
vival tools your family gave you?
JACKSON: There were certain things you
necessarily had to be told as a child—
things that would keep you alive and out

I was always noticing
girls. As a kid, I spent
summers on a farm with
cows, chickens. I saw things
fucking from the time I was
three, four years old.

of harm’s way. My family would point
out this or that person as a Klansman
or a grand wizard and tell me who spe-
cifically those men had killed and got-
ten away with it just because they'd said
that black person was doing this or that.
You could not look suspicious, because
when people can accuse you of anything,
there's nothing you can say. They'd tell
me not to get in a car with this or that po-
liceman, saying, “I don’t care what hap-
pens, you run and run till you get here,
and then we'll deal with it here.”
PLAYBOY: When did girls come into the
picture for you?

JACKSON: I was always noticing girls. As
a kid, I spent summers on my grandfa-
ther's sister's farm down in Georgia, with
her cows, chickens and all her kids and
me running up and down dirt roads,
feeling all that freedom. I saw things
fucking from the time I was three, four
years old.

PLAYBOY: When was the first time you did
what comes naturally in the barnyard?
JACKSON: In Georgia there was a fam-
ily of girls who lived through the woods

from us, and we all used to meet at this

creek and swim naked. I was about 10
or 11. I think two of the girls were about
14, 15, so that's when it happened. Girls
were interesting to me, period. They
could be fat, skinny, tall, short, ugly,
beautiful—as long as they were willing
to do that thing.

PLAYBOY: How did acting enter the picture?
JACKSON: When I was a small child, my
aunt Edna, a fourth-grade teacher and
performing arts major, taught dance at
home, so I took tap with her and other
crazy classes. When she did plays and
pageants, she never had boys available,
so she was always putting me in shit. I
did a lot of acting against my will for a
long time. I acted my way right through
junior high and high school.

PLAYBOY: Did moviegoing influence your
eventual decision to become an actor?
JACKSON: Before we even had a televi-
sion, I listened to a lot of radio drama
as a kid, hearing how people's voices can
tell stories. Every Saturday I spent all day
in one of Chattanooga's two black the-
aters, the Liberty and the Grand, seeing
Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, Lash LaRue,
Westerns, Creature From the Black Lagoon,
Francis the Talking Mule. Books had more
to offer than movies. My mom's rule was
that for every five comic books I read,
I had to read a classic. I read Shake-
speare and Beowulf while other kids
were learning how to diagram sentences
and learning to conjugate so they could
fill out job applications. My fantasies
weren't inspired by John Wayne but by
Jules Verne's 20,000 Leagues Under the
Sea and Dumas's The Three Musketeers.
When I was in the room by myself read-
ing, I would stand in front of the mirror
pretending to be all those people in the
books. I was acting for myself before I
ever did it for anybody else.

PLAYBOY: What about sports?

JACKSON: I had all kinds of shit going
on. It was crazy. I had track scholarships
but didn't use them. By my senior year
in high school I was a candidate for An-
napolis, and I had also applied to UCLA,
Cal Berkeley, the University of Hawaii.
As much as I love the South, the one
given was that I was not going to live in
Chattanooga. I had read too many books
about the world, and I wanted to see it. I
had actually signed myself out on a mer-
chant ship, but my mother found out
and she was like, *Oh hell no, that's not
happening." My mom had it in her mind
that I was going to Morehouse College
in Atlanta, and that's where I went.
PLAYBOY: What was your major?
JACKSON: I wanted to be a marine biolo-
gist. That was the influence of 20,000
Leagues Under the Sea. Even today, when
they keep talking about doing a new
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, 1 would
kill to play Captain Nemo. I loved Ed-
gar Rice Burroughs as a kid too, and I
was going to do a new Tarzan movie with
Alexander Skarsgárd, but it got canceled.
PLAYBOY: Did you act at Morehouse?

PLAYBOY

JACKSON: I took a public-speaking class to
help with my stuttering, and all of a sud-
den I found myself being part of a theater
group. It was like, click—this is where I
should’ve been all along. Not to mention
that when I showed up, six of the nine
guys were gay, so I saw all these girls, they
saw me and it was like, bing! So shit kind
of changed for me in that way.

PLAYBOY: What was college about for you?
Your studies? Partying? Acting? Women?
JACKSON: I was a militant revolutionary
dude. I went to Martin Luther King Jr.’s
funeral in Atlanta after his assassina-
tion, and I joined a march for equal
rights down in Memphis. In 1969 I got
kicked out of college because a bunch of
us had issues with the curriculum and
the way the school was run. We asked
to meet with the board of trustees. They
said they didn’t have time for us. They
had chains on the walkway. We took the
chains off, went to the hardware store,
bought a padlock, went inside the build-
ing, chained the doors and it was like,
“Got time for us now?” The first time I
actually saw and recognized LaTanya,
my wife-to-be, she was in the building
where we had those people locked up.
She was at Spelman College and was
part of the movement too. In college, a
lot of people knew me as that militant
dude; other people knew me as an actor
or as that guy who hung out on the cor-
ner and drank wine and got high all the
time. I had a whole other set of people,
women, around me in different circles.
PLAYBOY: Did those circles intersect?
JACKSON: Like every sport has its own
set of groupies, those circles have their
own groupies. There were the militant
chicks, the theater girls, the girls who
were druggies and the party girls. I had
different sets of people I could randomly
select from.

PLAYBOY: Because of your involvement
in the protest at school you were con-
victed for unlawful confinement. What
did your family think of your evolving
politics and budding involvement with
the black power movement?

JACKSON: They actually got my mili-
tancy. They just didn’t want me to get
killed running around, chanting with
my fists in the air. But I was in Atlanta
doing that anyway. One time, I had
come home from school to Tennes-
see. From the time I was an infant, my
grandmother had been buying all these
bullshit life insurance and burial poli-
cies, and every week this insurance guy,
Mr. Venable, came to collect his nickel
premiums. I had my hair braided and
was sitting on the porch, and he walked
up and said, “Hi, Sam, is Pearl here?” I
said, “Motherfucker, why you calling my
grandmother, a woman three times your
age, Pearl?” I was cursing and yelling,
babbling at him, and before I knew it,
my grandmother was out the door and
had me by the hair, going, “What the
hell is wrong with you?” It was the first

time in his life Mr. Venable thought he
might have been wrong, and he felt bad,
saying, “I don’t call anybody else older
than me by their first name.” But my
grandmother kicked my ass after he left.
She still thought that he was going to call
somebody and have me hanged.
PLAYBOY: Do you find yourself dealing
with many Mr. Venables today?
JACKSON: The other day I’m watching
this white guy talking to black people on
ТУ, and all of a sudden he’s saying stuff
like “Pump your brakes” and “I got you,”
these new politically cool terms that kind
of came out of hip-hop and blackness.
I'm thinking, We do still speak English,
right? Though sometimes I wonder. So
yeah, it still happens. But the whole lan-
guage and culture are different now. ГЇЇ
be reading scripts and the screenwriter
mistakes “your” for “you’re.” On Twitter
someone will write, “Your an idiot,” and
ГІІ go, “No, you’re an idiot,” and all my
Twitterphiles will go, “Hey, Sam Jackson,
he's the grammar police." I'll take that.
Somebody needs to be. I mean, we have
newscasters who don't even know how
to conjugate verbs, something Walter

We have newscasters who
don’t even know how to
conjugate verbs. How
the fuck did we become a
society where mediocrity is
acceptable?

Cronkite and Edward R. Murrow never
had problems with. How the fuck did
we become a society where mediocrity
is acceptable?

PLAYBOY: Or a society that views graduat-
ing from college or grad school as elit-
ist, or one in which President Obama or
other highly educated Americans con-
sciously drop gs off the ends of words to
sound like Joe Average?

JACKSON: First of all, we know it ain’t be-
cause of his blackness, so I say stop try-
ing to “relate.” Be a leader. Be fucking
presidential. Look, I grew up ina society
where I could say “It ain’t” or “What it
be” to my friends. But when I’m out pre-
senting myself to the world as me, who
graduated from college, who had fam-
ily who cared about me, who has a well-
read background, I fucking conjugate.
PLAYBOY: With your and your wife’s mili-
tant revolutionary background, how po-
litical are you today, especially having
told Ebony magazine in 2012 that you
wanted President Obama to “get scary”?
JACKSON: He got a little heated about
the kids getting killed in Newtown and
about the gun law. He's still a safe dude.

But with those Republicans, we're now
in a situation where even if he said, "I
want to give you motherfuckers a raise,"
they'd go, "Fuck you! We don't want
a raise!" I don't know how we fix this
bullshit. How do we fix the fact that poli-
ticians aren't trying to serve the people,
they're just trying to serve their party
and their closed ideals? How do we
find a way to say, "You motherfuckers
are fired because you're not doing shit
about taking care of the country"? If
Hillary Clinton decides to run, she's go-
ing to kick their fucking asses, and those
motherfuckers would rather see the
country go down in flames than let the
times change. But as I tell my daugh-
ter, there was a time we would be in the
streets about this shit.

PLAYBOY: You mean instead of signing
petitions on Facebook and Twitter?
JACKSON: You need to have your physical
body out there in the streets and let these
people—and the rest of the world—
know. When our antiwar movement led
the world, it was because people could
see us in the streets, see our faces, hear
the protest music. You can't do that shit
blogging in a room. I can't see you on
your keyboard. I can't see you sitting
there in the dark. Things happen when
people get out in the street.

PLAYBOY: Your daughter, Zoe, is 31. Is she
politically active?

JACKSON: She understands our back-
grounds as revolutionaries and about
being in the street because I put her out
there. She's done some protesting, even
though I laughed at her when she went
down to Occupy Wall Street because she
and Anne Hathaway are good friends.
I went, "Wait, you went to Occupy Wall
Street—with Annie Hathaway?" But see,
we also understand the complacency and
how we've changed Zoe's life to a point
where she sees things differently because
she's gone to racially diverse schools like
Manhattan Country and Oakwood in
Los Angeles and Vassar. Her mother and
I would say shit and Zoe would go, “You
guys are so racist." When we talked about
racism, she said, "That's just some old
shit," until she had her own experiences
that made her understand.

PLAYBOY: So back in the day, there you
were, a militant revolutionary, a bud-
ding actor, kicked out of college—and
a good grammarian. How did you get
hooked up in the off-Broadway New
York theater scene, where you really got
your start?

JACKSON: First, after I got kicked out of
school, I came to Los Angeles for a year
and worked as a county social worker, an
eligibility worker, for the city.

PLAYBOY: Were you hungry for a Holly-
wood career?

JACKSON: I never wanted to come to
California and be an actor or movie star
unless I was being sought out. I had so
many friends who were good actors who
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On April 24,2013, Venezuelan president
Nicolás Maduro ordered the arrest

of American filmmaker Tim Tracy

in Caracas on terrorism and spying
charges. Tracy was sent to one of the
most violent prisons on earth.

Was he a spy? Would he get out alive?

Venezuela's El Rodeo prison
_ during riots in 2011 that left more.
‚than 20 inmates dead. American |
Tim Tracy was incarcerated at

El Rodeo on May 29, 2013.

EL RODEO

tune out the death threats that had been
coming at him from an entire cell block
of hardened killers—" You're going to die
tonight, you gringo faggot cocksucker!"—
there was still no chance of sleep.

His feet were so ravaged by mosquito
bites they'd begun to bleed. There were
crevices in the wall on either end of his
bed; the moment he lay down, endless
columns of roaches came streaming out
of the crumbling concrete for a well-
coordinated assault on his orifices. May-
be they'd be less aggressive if he wasn't
so ripe. There was a showerhead in his
cell, but its handle was conspicuously ab-
sent, and he hadn't bathed in days. He
was still wearing the humiliating outfit
they'd forced him to put on just before
they paraded him in front of El Rodeo's
entire general population upon his ar-
rival: a ratty white T-shirt and a pair of
bright yellow cutoff sweats so under-
sized they might as well have been daisy
dukes. His requests for a broom and ac-
cess to a shower had been denied. More
troubling was the fact that his meds for
anxiety and insomnia, both of which
were spiking, had just run out, and his
repeated requests to refill them had been
met with either laughter or indifference.

Тһе fact that Tim Tracy had held up
this long—42 days, to be exact —meant
nothing to him now. Being the Ameri-
can whose arrest was personally or-
dered by the president of Venezuela on
live national television—that Tim could
handle. He'd found a lot of it amusing at
the beginning, especially the armed con-
voys that accompanied him to and from
courthouse visits. Who did they think he
was, Jack Bauer?

Then the rules changed. Six days ear-
lier, he had been transferred from his cell
at the national intelligence headquarters
in Caracas to El Rodeo, the most infa-

mous prison in a country whose prison
system was perhaps the world's worst.
He was no longer being used as a politi-
cal pawn by a desperate government on
the verge of collapse.

Now Tim Tracy had become a target.

At this particular moment, no one—
not even President Nicolás Maduro—
could guarantee his safety. Although the
wing he was staying in, El Rodeo Dos,
was supposed to be secure, the buildings
on either side, Uno and Tres, were run
by gang leaders. There were no prison
guards, just armed thugs with AK-47s
and rocket launchers. All it would take
was one bribe, or one riot like the one
that had happened here two years ago,
and he'd be dead.

Then, out of nowhere, a pair of female
nurses appeared, both young, both gor-
geous, standing in front of his cell door
and telling him to come with them. He

couldn't be entirely sure they were real.
Was he hallucinating? A guard unlocked
his door, and the two women were still
there. Tracy was standing up and join-
ing them. They were leading him down
a hallway, away from the squalor of his
cell. Were they taking him to a death
chamber? Was he being released? He
had no way of knowing. He decided to
roll with it and not ask any questions.

It wouldn't be the first time he had fol-
lowed a Venezuelan girl into unfamiliar
waters. If it weren't for Alejandra, none
of this would ever have happened.

CHRISTMAS WEEK, 2011

The evening began at the Chateau
Marmont, the only place in Los Ange-
les with anything resembling old-school
Hollywood glamour. I'd been in town
for yet another round of casting on the

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April 25, 2013. 2. Tracy's footage of a pro-Chav
another Chavez ral

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being led hooded into the barrio,
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independent film Га been trying to make
for way longer than I was willing to admit,
and a girl had invited me to join her and
some friends for dinner in the garden.
Sitting across from me was Tim Tracy,
a stocky spark plug of a guy with a wild-
ness to his eyes. He was around my age
and had been hustling here for almost a
decade, but he had a childlike enthusiasm
uncommon to veterans of the Hollywood
jungle. There was no affectation or cool-
guy posturing, no faux-humble name-
drops to boost his cred. He said he was a
filmmaker but without the usual whose-
dick-is-bigger subtext that characterizes

most first-time
encounters at a
place like this.
There was some- У.
thing а little off about
Tim. I got the feeling that,
like me, he was unsatisfied—with
his career, with everything—and he was
wired in a way that necessitated some
kind of outlet for all that unexpressed
energy, some substitute for the insanity
of making a movie. After interviewing
dozens of directors over the years, I had
learned that many people were drawn
to movies because making them was

the only thing that could
calm them down. But
until that happened,
the challenge was
figuring out where
to burn off all that
stockpiled en-
ergy before it got
radioactive.

! I discovered
Tim's preferred
method a couple

of hours later, when
our group moved the
party from the Chateau

to his bungalow in Lau-
rel Canyon. I found myself
in the living room, watching as

Tim scurried about the space like a man

possessed—turning on stereo, strobe light

and smoke machine, handing out random
props (DEA vest, top hat, plastic swords).

An all-night dance party commenced.

At some point Tim made a running,
jumping grab for the metal chandelier
hanging from the ceiling. He swung
around the room before the cord

snapped, sending both him and the
chandelier plummeting before stopping,
abruptly, a foot from the floor. Tim's
friends all laughed. They seemed to en-
joy his antics as an expression of some
youthful desire to connect to the world.

Was Tim living in a place far above
his pay grade as a freelance TV docu-
mentary producer with a trust fund to
fall back on? Absolutely. Was his Animal
House shtick a little ridiculous for a guy
his age? Sure. To the casual observer who
was quick to judge, Tim was an easy guy
to write off. But as I would soon learn,
underestimating Tim's capabilities, or
his courage, would be unwise.

We became Facebook friends, and
a few months later I was back in New
York, thinking I would never see Tim
"Iracy again.

Тһе e-mail arrived as I was walking
across Central Park. It was from Alanna

Sampietro, an actress
friend from L.A. who
ran in Tim's circle,
with the subject head-
ing: "Sign please! My
filmmaker friend ar-
rested in Venezuela."
I opened the e-mail,
a form letter gener-
ated through the web-
site Change.org. "My
friend Tim Tracy has been arrested in
Venezuela," it began.

Tim Tracy from Laurel Canyon? I
clicked through to discover that Tim had
been arrested two days earlier at the Ca-
racas airport on his way out of the coun-
try. When I read that Tim was in the
custody of SEBIN, Venezuela's national
intelligence service, on terrorism charg-
es, I stopped in my tracks.

Ibegan scouring the net on my phone.
Tim hadn't been formally charged yet.
Still, Venezuela's newly elected presi-
dent, Nicolás Maduro (who had recently
taken office after Hugo Chávez's death

from cancer), and his interior minister,
Miguel Rodríguez Torres, had held news
conferences that were carried live by
every major TV network in Venezuela.
The interior minister announced that
the country's new presidential regime
had taken down a major threat to na-
tional security: the April Connection, a
secret plot whose objective was to desta-
bilize the country through acts of vio-
lence, with the ultimate goal of starting
a civil war. And though the members of
this terrorist cell were right-wing ultra-
capitalists who had been recruited from
the ranks of Venezuela's antigovernment
opposition, the (continued on page 134)

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"Human hacker" of insulin pumps, pacemakers, etc. Founder of Lotus. Co-founder of id Software.

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> THEY ARE GENIUSES. OUTLAWS. ONLINE
FREEDOM FIGHTERS. HOW HACKERS HAVE
BECOME THE CONTROVERSIAL ARCHITECTS
OF OUR BRAVE NEW WORLD

//: By David Kushner

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o кетке 8005. Mark Zuckerberg was showing пе
around his crappy little apartment

in Palo Alto. California. Facebook,
the company he'd founded the year
before in his Harvard dorm room.
was in its infancy. and the slight
81-уеаг-о1(0. dressed in jeans and a
Patagonia hoodie. still lived like
an undergraduate. There was just a
mattress on the floor, 10 pairs of
Adidas sandals in the closet and an
electric guitar leaning against a
bare wall. "I don't even think the
shower has a shower curtains" he
said with a shrug-

Although the moguls of Silicon
Valley were already courting him,
Zuckerberg seemed genuinely

Mark Zuckerberg
Founder of Fa //: 81

uninterested іп cashing in. He had
started his career as a hacker, busting
into Harvard's online student database
to create a better way for people to
keep track of their friends—an online
face-book of his own. ("Let the hack-
ing begin," he famously blogged that
night.) As he brewed a pot of green tea
in his kitchenette during my visit, he
still lived by those words. "I just want
to build something cool," he told me.
And so he did.

For the past two decades, I've trav-

eled the world for publications
including Rolling Stone, The New
Yorker and PLAYBOY to find and
write about the most innovative
people online. Most had begun
as hackers. Often they were in
the early stages of their careers.
Some became billionaires (like
Zuckerberg, two years after
we met). Some became prison-
ers (WikiLeaks founder Julian
Assange). Others remained un-
known (the hacker collective
Anonymous). Dozens crashed
and burned.

But as I've observed firsthand, a
singular obsession drives this genera-
tion of hackers, gamers, activists and
geeks: building access to informa-
tion and one another, even if it means
breaking something old—or the law.
Their work has turned the web into a
kind of Wild West—a no-holds-barred
fight over freedom and information
that reached a fever pitch this year.
Whether these "hacktivists" end up
loved, hated, feared, politically exiled
(as in the case of "traitor" National
Security Agency hacker Edward
Snowden) or even dead (Aaron Swartz

82 and Barnaby Jack, both master hackers

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HACKERS DEVELOPED THE
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who died this year), there’s one crucial
legacy they all share.
The internet would suck without them.

If you want to understand why the
world needs hackers, you have to start
with games. I first learned this one
afternoon in the early 1980s. I was
around 13 and, like many guys my age,
blew my time and my lawn money on
video games. In Tampa that meant bik-
ing down to ShowBiz Pizza, a strip mall
restaurant that had all the latest arcade
games: Donkey Kong, Defender, Spy Hunter
and the rest. Although we all had Atari
2600s at home, we preferred to get
our game on away from our parents.

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Arcades were our secret frats, places to
wiggle our joysticks, curse and get high.

But one day we discovered that Show-
Biz was a place for something else too:
hacking. The arcade had just gotten a
few personal computers, technology that
was emerging at the time. For a couple
of tokens you could sit at the machines
and play some rudimentary computer
games. You could also type in words
and listen to the (continued on page 128)

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HE'S THE PORN STAR WHO МАКЕ5
YOUNG WOMEN SWOON AND THE
REST OF US JEALOUS

BY ERIC SPITZNAGEL

PHOTOGRAPHY BY
F. SCOTT SCHAFER

PLAYBOY: From the outside, being a porn actor seems
like a dream job. Scare us straight. Tell us why it’s not as
awesome as we think it is.

DEEN: Sorry, it really is the most awesome job ever. I guess
if you hate sex and don't want a nice laid-back career that
lets you make your own rules and you need that corporate
structure, it could be a drag. But I enjoy my job and I enjoy
the sex part of my job, and I enjoy being able to work as
much or as little as I want. It’s kind of amazing.

PLAYBOY: You don't have one horror story? Even a
painful groin pull from having too much sex? —
DEEN: I never understood the complaint “Porn
as it looks. It’s really physically taxing.” Wk
doing some physical activity? Is that
hours can be long, an

оз
PLAYBOY: You've done pretty much
every sexual act imaginable. Is there
anything you won't do?
DEEN: Clowns. I won't have sex with
anyone dressed like a clown. They are
creepy. I've done it only once, and
it was terrifying. The director was
explaining the scene to me—it was in
an asylum or something—and he said,
"She'll be in clown makeup." I freaked
out. I was like, "What? No, absolutely
not. I will not have sex with a clown!"

Q4
PLAYBOY: Did you quit on the spot?
DEEN: No. We found a way to do it
with her facing away from me—doggy
style and reverse cowgirl, stuff like
that. She’d get into position and I'd
wait outside the room. The director
would yell, “Okay, James, we're ready."
I'd run in and do the scene but could
see only the back of her head. I had
my eyes closed the whole time.

Q5
PLAYBOY: Do you consider yourself
an actor or a sex performance artist?
DEEN: Definitely a performer. I'm all

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about the performance aspect of sex.
If I was being paid to go over to some-
one's house and have sex, I would feel
weird and uncomfortable. If someone
was having a party and I was being
paid to have sex behind walled glass or
on a stage or whatever, and my job was
to be a performance piece, to titillate
and arouse the patrons, that's cool.
That's what I do. So it's this weird fine
line. I don't want to be a prostitute,
and I’ve done it only once, by accident.

Q6
PLAYBOY: How does one accidentally
become a prostitute?
DEEN: І got a call from somebody
in the adult-film industry. “Hey, I
want to book you for a day to do a
group scene.” І got the details, and
it was at nine p.m. at his house on
the beach. Totally standard thing; І
shoot at my house all the time and
it's not a big deal. І showed up and
he said, “We had some cancellations,
so it's just going to be a three-way."
Now the scene's with him and his
wife. They're both in the industry, so
again, not that weird. But then the
guy asked if I party. I'm like, "What
do you mean?" "Do you use blow?"
Isaid no—God no. He's doing coke
and I'm starting to feel weird. We go
into the room, and there's a camera
on a tripod in the corner and the
lights are low. It's all very suspicious.
We're having this three-way, and
then in the middle of it she says to
the guy, "Thank you, baby. This is
the best Christmas gift ever." At that
moment I was like, Oh shit, I'm doing
a private. I got tricked into being
a prostitute! (continued on page 132)

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loose and do something crazy. “І сап be

responsible," says Carly, "but I can bea

wild and spontaneous creature too. I def-
initely have a gypsy in my soul, so if I want to
run away and join the circus, I will. And I do."
After juggling bartending, modeling, school
(she just graduated with a business degree) and
acting assignments, including gigs on Rules of
Engagement and Suburgatory, the self-described
“extremely ambitious” blonde was looking for
that next thing while living on a remote Califor-
nia spread with her three horses. Then PLAYBOY
discovered her on Instagram. As you can see,

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the greatest show on earth ensued. “I’m shy
about a lot of things,” she says. “But not too
shy about getting naked.” As you may guess,
given her perfect figure, the 23-year-old is a
workout fiend. “I’m at the gym every day. It
just makes me happy. And when I’m alone, I’m
always naked,” she says. “When I’m at my fit-
test is when I feel my sexiest.” We gathered a
collection of vintage carnival tents and props
so Carly could fulfill a dream of becoming the
world’s sexiest ringmaster. “I want to turn peo-
ple on,” she says. “It feels good to have people
think I’m hot, so being Miss October will be fun
and crazy. I’m ready for it!”

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PLAYBOY'S РАНТҮ JOKES

On Halloween a woman was standing at her
door with candy and saw a man approaching
her house with a crying child. The man was
sweet and patient with the young boy, who
looked as though he was having a bad trick-
or-treating experience.

“Poor Bobby, it’s going to be fine,” the man
said as he walked the child up to her door.
“Calm down, Bobby, this is supposed to be
fun. Bobby, relax, we'll visit just a few more
houses and then we'll go home."

“Wow,” the woman told the man, “you're
an amazing father. You treat Bobby with such
tenderness."

The man replied, “I’m Bobby; this asshole
is named Jake."

А man went to pick up his date for a Halloween

party wearing nothing but Rollerblades.
"What are you supposed to be?" she asked.
He answered, "Your pull toy."

While attempting to get a medical marijuana
card from his doctor, a man asked about det-
rimental side effects. "Marijuana use can cause
memory loss," the doctor replied, "and also
memory loss."

During a course on how to save lives, an instruc-
tor was going over the Heimlich maneuver when
he noticed a guy in the back of the classroom
had zoned out. Те instructor got in his face and
asked, “What do you do when a girl is choking?”

The guy replied, “Normally I just back up
a few inches."

What's the easiest way to burn 1,200 calories?
Leave your pizza in the oven too long.

You should never look down on someone—
unless they are giving you a blow job.

What is the best thing about gay marriage
being legalized?

Gay Divorce Court should be a highly enter-
taining TV show.

Three old ladies were sitting on a park bench
one day when a man in a dark trench coat
walked by. Without any hesitation, he pulled
open his coat and flashed them.

Тһе first old lady had a stroke.

Тһе second old lady had a stroke.

Тһе third old lady couldn't reach.

When Adam asked God for a companion,
God told him, *I can create a creature like
you who will take care of you completely,
never give you any grief and be an enthusi-
astic sexual parner

“Wow,” Adam responded, “how much will
that cost?”

“An arm and a leg,” God replied.

Adam asked, “What can I get for just a rib?”

The brain is a most outstanding organ. It
works 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, from
birth until you fall in love.

This year I need to vacation a little differ-
ently,” a man told his co-worker. “Two years
ago I went camping, and my wife got preg-
nant. Last year I went on a cruise, and my wife
got pregnant again.”

“So what are you going to do differently this
year?” the co-worker asked.

“This year," the man said, "I'm taking my
wife with me."

Dia you hear about the proctologist?
He's a spreader of old wives' tails.

ане

Two rich Beverly Hills housewives were dis-
cussing their new beauty treatments over lunch
at the country club.

"I'm thinking about getting another boob
job,” the first said.

The second said, “I’m planning to get my
asshole bleached.”

“Whoa,” the first replied, “I just can’t picture
your husband as a blond.”

My wife can’t be pregnant!” a man shouted
over the phone to the family doctor. “I’ve been
traveling overseas for the past 10 months!”

“We call that a grudge pregnancy,” the doc-
tor said. “Someone had it in for you.”

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Civic Center Drive, Beverly Hills, California
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WHEN THE

MEDIUM

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MESSAGE

n 1961 Marshall McLuhan we
to everyone but his English students at the
University of Toronto and a coterie of academic
admirers who followed his abstruse articles in

°з. Of course, that

was before he penned a series of paradigm-shifting
books that changed the way we think about media,
technology, communication and even humanity itself.
With the publication of McLuhan's The Gutenberg
Galaxy, Understanding Media and The Medium Is
the Ma:
the most popular McLuhanisms, “The medium is
the mes
as the San Francisco Chronicle observed, “the
hottest academic property around.” Andy Warhol,

unknown

small-circulation quarterli

ge (the title of which was a play on one of

ge”), the professor from Canada became,

John Lennon, Yoko Ono and other celebrities made
pilgrimages to see him. Tom Wolfe wrote, “Suppose

he is what he sounds like—
the most important thinke
since Newton, Darwin, Freud,
Einstein and Pavlov?” Even
years after his death,
McLuhan’s philosophies about
media and technology are still
influential. His books are taught
and his thinking
informs the technological and
media revolutions he predicted.
McLuhan envisioned the World
Wide Web decades before its
creation. He imagined a time
when global conversations would
take place in real time—before
the founders of Twitter were even
born. McLuhan wrote, “Societies

now, 3:

in college:

Marshall McLuhan
became famous with his
wild, unconventional
views about media in
the 1960s. What’s amaz-
ing is how right he was
about the future

have always been shaped more by the nature of the
media by which men communicate than by the content
of the communicati
relevant now than when he penned it five decades ago.
At the height of McLuhan’s popularity, PLAYBOY
assigned interviewer Егіс Norden to visit the author at
his home in the wealthy Toronto suburb of Wychwood
Park, where he lived with his wife, Corinne, and five
of his six children. In March 1969 Norden reported:
“Tall, gray and gangly, with a thin but mobile mouth
‚ McLuhan
was dressed in an ill-fitting brown tweed suit, black
shoes and a clip-on necktie. As we talked on into the
night before a crackling fire, McLuhan expressed his
reservations about the interview—indeed, about the

That message is even more

and an otherwise eminently forgettable face.

printed word itself—as a means of communication,

suggesting that the question-and-answer format might
impede the in-depth flow of his ide:
that he would have as much time

I assured him

and space—as

he wished to develop his thoughts. The result has
considerably more lucidity and clarity than MeLuhan’s
readers are accustomed to—perhaps because the Q&A
format serves to pin him down by counteracting his
habit of mercurially changing the subject in midstream
of consciousness.” Norden began the interview with

an allusion to a TV show that was popular at the time;
it was fitting, since McLuhan’s favorite electronic
medium was television.

PLAYBOY: To borrow Henry Gibson's oft-repeated
one-line poem on Rowan & Martin’s Laugh-In—
“Marshall McLuhan, what are you doin”
MCLUHAN: I'm making explorations. 1 don’t know
where they're going to take me. My work is designed
for the pragmatic purpose — (continued on page 124)

101

PLAYBOY'S COLLEGE FICTION CONTEST WINNER

SPARRING

==.

ENUS НАП TO LEARN THE
ROPES THE HARD WAY

UNIVERSITY OF ARKANSAS

SCHOOL OF VISUAL ARTS

ounty jail’s not like TV would have you
think. The cells have doors instead of bars,
then there's a sink, a toilet and twin bunks
with four to a room. A row of cells line the
second floor, overlooking the rec room—
called the pod—where 48 inmates share
picnic tables, plastic chairs, a microwave and
a TV that's usually on Springer or Dr. Phil. It's pretty
cush. My first day in, an older inmate called off the
social worker so he could ride out the winter with free
heat and square meals.

That was Kenneth. He's one of three white guys in
A-pod, myself included. Most socialization is segregated
by ethnicity. This being Washington County, about
two thirds of the population is Hispanic. These are
small-timers—vandals or aliens whose offense was not
knowing English when a cop asked them something.
From what I've seen, the white boys are the least savory
of the lot. I'm the only one with a formal education.
Kenneth had been living on the streets. He talks about
his illiteracy as if it took him a lifetime to perfect. The

For the past 27 year:

Stu Dearnley of the University of Arka

the School of Visual Arts in New Yo!

preceding pages. On this

sas wins for his story Sparring Partner:
compete to illustrate the fiction. Cun Sh:
page, clockwise from top left, are illustrations by runners-up Dave Case

students have competed for the honor of winning PLAvBov's College Fiction Contest. This year,

udents of Marshall Arisman at

's winning entry is shown on the

Daniel Zender,

Jai Kamat, Kevin Whipple, Doug Salati and James Kerigan. For information on next year's contest, see page 146.

guy called Noise is a druggie who yells after lights-out.
He's not much for conversation because he steers what-
ever you're talking about back to the АгКа

be methadone-free. This doesn't leave me

options. I joined the contraband weight-lifting circuit, but
boredom's far and away my biggest gripe.

My third day in, they post a sign-up sheet for the gym
and I’m one of only a handful of guys to sign up. Even
folks who spent the morning running laps around the pod
don't sign. Turns out the gym's just a basketball court with
some benches bolted into the floor along the sidelines. No
weights. No speed bag. Not even a jump rope. They put
two pods on a court with a ball and some officers to en-
sure everyone plays nice. I don't do basketball, so instead

I'm calling score from the sideline, which brings me to the
attention of Tucker, my old sparring partner.

"Enus!" Tucker says my name like he's won something,
then turns to the benches and continues the thought,
"This is Enus Lockhart, y'all! Jasper Lockhart's old
man!" Tucker pulls me in for a hug, showing his friends
how tight we are as everyone gathers around. "Last time

I saw you, you was a middleweight." He shadowboxes
with wide elbows. "So, tell me about your son and how
much pussy he's getting."

I give the crowd what they want, laying it on thick, em-

bellishing on my imagination's ideal for the sex life of a
20-year-old football star. Pussy's a hot topic, and the crowd
eats it up. When they ask how many and how often, I've
got answers at the ready. Then I shake a bunch of hands—
the gym's new mayor.

When the pack disperses and I get to talking with
Tucker, I ask him, "What are you in for?"

And he says, "You're not supposed to ask that."

"Why the hell not?"

it is. Everyone likes keeping up the mys-

Not in 10 year:

“Наз it been that long?"
We're old."

"You were always old," I remind him. He's got eight years
on me. Always has. "So, tell me about this place, man."

“What do you want to know? The food's awful.”

I say, “І got that far."

“Тгу to get a job. In the library or kitchen or outside—
doesn't matter. Fills the hours, and they pay you too. Not
much, but more than nothing. Most guys are in here
learning how to be better criminals, so you give them a
sign you're trying and they'll help make it easy on you."

“How safe is it?"

"Mostly safe. I don't know. They

I nod. Close enough. "Shit.

(continued on page 141)

105

"І wind up on the skins?"

"How come every time we play ‘shirts and skins

SURGING DARK HORSES, FADING DYNASTIES AND
OUR PICK TO WIN SUPER BOWL XLVIII

BY RICK GOSSELIN

THE NEW GENERATION
OF ELITE NFL QBS

He set numerous rookie records while taking a 2-14
Colts team to an 11-5 finish.

2. RUSSELL WILSON
His 26 TD passes and 489 rushing yards got the
Seahawks to the playoffs. Not bad for a rookie.

3. COLIN KAEPERNICK
He came off the bench to lead the Niners to the
Super Bow! for the first time since 1994.

4, ROBERT GRIFFIN Ill
The NFL's offensive rookie of the year returns to D.C's
FedExField. He can run, he can pass. But are RGIIl’s
ACLand LCL okay?

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Four old-school NFL franchises, all of them with multiple Super Bowl victories—
the 49ers (five), Packers (four), Broncos (two) and Colts (two).

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before his clock runs out?
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starting quarterback takes on... V S elite young guns.
A Super Bowl MVP award tends to transform good
players into great ones. Joe Flacco now has a new contract
and greater expectations.

(ДЫЯ The Ravens lost Ray Lewis, Ed Reed and six other
starters. The Steelers lost James Harrison and Mike Wallace,
and QB Ben Roethlisberger's health is suspect. We're going
with the long shot: the Cincinnati Bengals, who are coming
off a second straight playoff season and have a proven third-
year QB in Andy Dalton.

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DARK HORSE:

Andrew Luck threw for a rookie-record 4,24 pass-
ing yards in his NFL apprenticeship in 2012. Now Luck knows
what he's doing.

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(IA The Colts went to the playoffs last season
with a rookie quarterback, running back, tight end and
wide receiver, turning a 2-14 team from 2011 into an 11-5
club. That skill is better now and so is Indianapolis. The bal-
ance of power shifted іп the South in the 2012 finale when
the Colts beat the Texans in a must-win game for Houston.

DARK HORSE:

It’s age before beauty at New Jersey's MetLife Stadium on February 2 and an
icy bucket of Gatorade over coach John Fox's head. See you there!

[ й Peyton Manning threw 37 TD passes and won another
AFC passing title a year ago. At 37 Manning will be an even
better quarterback with Wes Welker in his offense.

MELIA

(ОЛИЙ The AFC West is weak, especially in Oakland
and San Diego. The Chiefs and Chargers have new coaches,
the Raiders a new quarterback. There's too much chaos for

108 anyone to compete with Manning and the Broncos.

DARK HORSE:

[GUION The Redskins won the division last year despite
losing 75 games by starters due to injury, including 14 by Pro
Bowl pass rusher Brian Orakpo. The Skins are healthy again.
Week 17 at New York could tell the tale.

DARK HORSE:

МЯ In the toughest division in pro football right
now, both Minnesota and Detroit will make playoff runs. But
the NFL is a quarterback’s game, and there is no better 08
currently than Rodgers. The Packers will win the North for
the third straight year.

DARK HORS

(А ЦЯ The NFC South is the only division since the NFL's
realignment in 2002 without a consecutive title-holder. Tampa
Bay has the best shot this go-round. Doug Martin’s legs (he
rushed for 1,454 yards as а rookie last season) will take the
heat off Josh Freeman’s arm and will also allow the Bucs to
control the clock against the pass-happy Falcons and Saints.

DARK HORSE:

MVP

(ЫЫ ЦЯ The 49ers finished five yards short of a Lombardi
Trophy in February. With the additions of Boldin, defensive
tackle Glenn Dorsey and kicker Phil Dawson, San Francisco
will clip the Seahawks’ wings once again.

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DY RICH EISEN

The NFL Network's on-air guru on the top 10 under-the-radar
players to watch in 2013

Running Back, Green Bay
The Packers took high-profile RB Eddie
Lacy in the second round. But this do-
it-all rookie from UCLA (he wants to be
mayor of Los Angeles one day) may
provide more balance in the backfield
for Aaron Rodgers.

2. BERNARD PIERCE
Running Back, Baltimore
In the 2012 postseason, Ray Rice’s run-
ning mate got more carries of import
and ran with a downhill fury that bodes
well for a bigger role in 2013.

Safety, San Francisco
This hard-hitting LSU rookie has large
shoes to fill since two-time Pro Bowler
Dashon Goldson left via free agency
for Tampa Bay. The pressure will be
оп, with folks like Larry Fitzgerald
applying it.

Wide Receiver, Cincinnati
Defenses will be all over wideout Pro
Bowler A.J. Green. Look for QB Andy
Dalton to turn in Sanu’s direction
quite a bit.

5. LAMAR MILLER
Running Back, Miami
With Reggie Bush gone from the Dol-
phins, this lightning-quick second-year
back will see much action in coach Joe
Philbin's fast-paced offense.

Wide Receiver, Arizona
The team got a new quarterback
(again) and a new coach—and an
emerging receiver to complement
Larry Fitzgerald.

Running Back, Atlanta
It's hard to call someone who holds
a franchise's all-time rushing record
“under the radar,” but many question
how much the veteran has left in the
tank. Taking on a more complemen-
tary role in a stacked Falcons offense
тау be what the doctor ordered.

8. CLIFF AVRIL
Defensive End, Seattle
With perhaps the best secondary in
the game behind him, Avril's ability
to chase down Colin Kaepernick may
make a difference in Seattle; Avril has
29 sacks over the past three seasons.

Running Back, New England
The Pats lost their top five pass catch-
ers. This third-year player will likely line
up all over the field for the perennial
AFC East favorites.

10. MARC TRESTMAN
Head Coach, Chicago
The front office plucked an offensive
guru off the Bill Walsh coaching tree
to lead the Bears into their brave new
passing world.

Rich Eisen is host of the NFL Network's Thursday Night Football, NFL GameDay Morning and The Rich Eisen Podcast.

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PART Y
SCHOOLS

» When does a party
become a riot? At most
schools on our list it's
shortly after the time the
cops show up with tear
gas. The difference at
West Virginia University
is that it's Tuesday, not
Friday, and something

is probably on fire. At
yearly gatherings such as
FallFest and St. Patrick's
Day, thousands of strap-

ping Mountaineers take
to the streets to major in

WEST VIRGINIA booze-fueled debauch-
ery and minor in public
UNIVERSITY disturbance. Intoxicated

revelers run wild, clothes
come off and, sometimes,
couches burn. (Case in
point: Anarchy broke out
after WVU beat Texas

last fall; more than 40
fires were reported.) In an
effort to keep campus up-
risings to a minimum—an
arguably futile endeavor—
fraternities are now
assigned specific nights
to hold court. The locals
call Morgantown a drink-
ing town with a football
problem. We call it a
seven-year plan with the
possibility of parole.

UNIVERSITY OF
WISCONSIN

» Badgerland defines the "Work hard,
play hard" maxim. Halloween celebra-
tions last three days, but the library

is always open. That philosophy must
be working: Madison has spit out as
many Fortune 500 CEOs as the lvies.
Tailgating is a winter religion here,
but come snowmelt, blizzards are

a distant memory as coeds soak up
the sun on Bascom Hill and the State
Street bar scene turns into a spring-
time bacchanalia. This is the land of
beer and cheese, after all, and these
scholars know what they're doing.

Playmate
Party Tip

OVER THE
LINE

I've heard plenty
of terrible pickup
lines at college
bars, but this
one is the worst:
"Did it hurt when
you fell from
heaven?" Retire it
Let girls approach
you. They will, if
you're confident
and not causing
trouble.

—Audrey Aleen
Allen
Miss June 2013

From the house
parties on the Hill
to the brewer-
ies of downtown
Boulder, CU easily
takes this year's
bronze medal.
Boulder's real
claim to fame, the

University —
COLORADO

annual April 20

distance, and Buffs

marijuana smoke- regularly ditch
out, has been books for snow-
snuffed by campus boards. It doesn’t
authorities, but hurt that the girls
don’t let that kill are as beautiful as
your buzz. The the surrounding
Rocky Mountains wilderness. Roll
are within shooting опе and relax.

No. UNIVERSITY
OF SOUTHERN
CALIFORNIA

»
from Hollywood has
its perks. USC stu-
dents attend an elite
college in a dicey
neighborhood, but
the women look
models and L.A. lu

all-day affair.
weekends kids pile
into party buses

in the H

Hills. Dr.

ducers among your
classmates. Better
tighten up your
elevator pitch, son

Playmate
Party Tip

HANGOVER
101

Most professors
aren't trying to
be ballbusters.
They want you

tell the truth

—Nikki Leigh

No. | FLORIDA
STATE
UNIVERSITY

» Ahh, the joys of college in a
tropical climate. Let us count

the ways: bikinis, beaches and
students as hot as the weather.
Tallahassee has one of the largest
fraternity systems in the country,
and with Alabama and Georgia
within driving distance, mingling
with other Southern belles is an
option. What's more, Florida State
isn't nearly as academically rigor-
ous as the University of

Florida. Translation:

More time to

day drink.

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thanks to a beau- springtime taste Lone Star State.

We asked our

Instagram fol-
lowers to submit
photos that prove
their school's party
worthiness. The
winners showed
an academic ap-
proach to drinking.

SHOT CLASS

@Egonzo7 at Chico
State shared a tequila
still life showing a
clever cootie-control
idea: Write your
name on your shot

glass with a Sharpie.

KING PONG

The quintessential
competitive-drinking
sport of beer pong
is captured in all its
blurry glory in this
shot, also from
@Egonz07.

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traditional keg stand?
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Southern Illinois Uni-
versity seems to think

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UNIVERSITY

UNIVERSITY
ОҒ GEORGIA

» Georgia offers robust tail-
gating, a crowded bar scene,
first-rate live music and a
campus that’s 60 percent
female. As the Athens locals
say, if you love Southern
women (and we'll throw

in the food and football to
boot), raise your glasses. To
the rest, raise your standards.

Playmate
Party Tip

College is a time
to experiment
Hook up with
as many people
as you feel like,
but be honest
about it. If you're
going to be a
man whore, don't
hide things from
people. Don't
have a girlfriend
and then cheat
on her

—Juliette Fretté
Miss June 2008

else in
Phoenix serves as the

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ince this is our
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here's a little
lecture for you
on higher educa-
tion: The Pac 12
is also known as
the Conference of Champi-
ons. No NCAA sporting divi-
sion can claim more national
championships than this
опе- 459, to be exact. UCLA
has the most (109), followed
by Stanford (104), with USC
coming in third (98). The Pac
12 has a pair of schools that
consistently rank among the

best in the world academically: ARIZONA
Stanford and the University 2 2 Danielle
of California, Berkeley. The Зара

conference also includes
PLAYBOY's 2011 top party
school—the University of
Colorado, Boulder. All of
which is to say, the Pac 12 is
bursting with talent. Over the
following pages we shine our
spotlight on a different kind
of campus talent—brilliant
and beautiful coeds at play.
In our book, every one of
them is a champion. Ready?
Class dismissed!

STANFORD
Amanda 2).

This business
management major
is a crazy Cardinal
football fan. Her pre-
diction for Stanford
this year? "We're not
stopping at the Rose
Bowl. We're going
all the way!"

COLORADO.

Haley Taylor

Haley can
often be found jog-
ging with her dog
Shadow on the Boul-
der campus, wearing
more clothes than
she is here.

(Above right) Don't
mess with Marley.
She's headed to law
school after she fin-
ishes her bachelor's
degree. She can

be our counselor
any day.

Sandy Jo

“We know
how to work hard
in school,” delicious
Kandy says of OSU
students, “and still
make time to party
our asses off.” Keep
up the good work!

This pair of WSU

Cougars is so hot,

we had to hose them

down, Ashlea

has her eyes set ona

й future in genetics and
forensics. Kristiana, a
ski bunny who digs her
sorority, has a future
as a hot nurse. We feel
our temperature rising.

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OREGON
Kennedy Lane

(Far left) Get a load
of this bubblicious
University of Oregon
babe! Kennedy digs
sports, and she has
the coolest name
we've ever heard.

Danni Braun

left) “| have
endless ambitions,”
says Danni, a soccer
fan who also loves
kids, her dog and the
University of Utah.

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ARIZONA
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(Left) We love the
shades; that’s one
way to win our
heart. Ginny wants
to model profession-
ally. This shot sure is
a good start.

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MARSHALL MCLUHAN

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of trying to understand our technological
environment and its psychic and social
consequences. The better part of my
work on media is actually somewhat
like a safecracker's. I don't know what's
inside; maybe it’s nothing. I just sit down
and start to work. I grope, I listen, I test,
І accept and discard; I try out different
sequences—until the tumblers fall and
the doors spring open.

PLAYBOY: Isn’t such a methodology some-
what erratic and inconsistent—if not, as
your critics would maintain, eccentric?
MCLUHAN: Any approach to environ-
mental problems must be sufficiently
flexible and adaptable to encompass the
entire environmental matrix, which is
in constant flux. Effective study of the
media deals not only with the content of
the media but with the media themselves
and the total cultural environment with-
in which the media function. Only by
standing aside from any phenomenon
and taking an overview can you dis-
cover its operative principles and lines
of force. For the past 3,500 years of the
Western world, the effects of media—
whether it’s speech, writing, printing,
photography, radio or television—have
been systematically overlooked by social
observers. Even in today’s revolution-
ary electronic age, scholars evidence few
signs of modifying this traditional stance
of ostrichlike disregard.

PLAYBOY: Why?

MCLUHAN: Because all media, from the
phonetic alphabet to the computer, are
extensions of man that cause deep and
lasting changes in him and transform
his environment. Such an extension is
an intensification, an amplification of an
organ, sense or function, and whenever
it takes place, the central nervous sys-
tem appears to institute a self-protective
numbing of the affected area, insulat-
ing and anesthetizing it from conscious
awareness of what’s happening to it. It’s
a process rather like that which occurs
to the body under shock or stress con-
ditions, or to the mind in line with the
Freudian concept of repression. This
problem is doubly acute today because
man must, as a simple survival strat-
egy, become aware of what is happen-
ing to him, despite the attendant pain
of such comprehension. The fact that
he has not done so in this age of elec-
tronics is what has made this also the
age of anxiety. We live in the first age
when change occurs sufficiently rapidly
to make such pattern recognition pos-
sible for society at large. Until the pres-
ent era, this awareness has always been
reflected first by the artist, who has had
the power—and courage—of the seer
to read the language of the outer world
and relate it to the inner world.
PLAYBOY: Why should it be the artist rath-
er than the scientist who perceives these
relationships and foresees these trends?

MCLUHAN: Because inherent in the art-
ist’s creative inspiration is the process of
subliminally sniffing out environmental
change. It’s always been the artist who
perceives the alterations in man caused
by a new medium, who recognizes that
the future is the present and uses his
work to prepare the ground for it. But
most people, from truck drivers to the
literary Brahmins, are still blissfully ig-
norant of what the media do to them;
unaware that because of their pervasive
effects on man, it is the medium itself
that is the message, not the content, and
unaware that the medium is also the
massage—that, all puns aside, it literally
works over and saturates and molds and
transforms every sense ratio. The content
or message of any particular medium has
about as much importance as the sten-
ciling on the casing of an atomic bomb.
But the ability to perceive media-induced
extensions of man, once the province of
the artist, is now being expanded as the
new environment of electric information
makes possible a new degree of percep-
tion and critical awareness by nonartists.
PLAYBOY: A good deal of the perplexity
surrounding your theories is related to this
postulation of hot and cool media. Could
you give us a brief definition of each?
MCLUHAN: Basically, a hot medium ex-
cludes and a cool medium includes; hot
media are low in participation, or com-
pletion, by the audience and cool media
are high in participation. A hot medium
is one that extends a single sense with
high definition. High definition means a
complete filling in of data by the medium
without intense audience participation. A
photograph, for example, is high defini-
tion or hot; whereas a cartoon is low defi-
nition or cool, because the rough outline
drawing provides very little visual data
and requires the viewer to fill in or com-
plete the image himself. The telephone,
which gives the ear relatively little data,
is thus cool, as is speech; both demand
considerable filling in by the listener. On
the other hand, radio is a hot medium
because it sharply and intensely pro-
vides great amounts of high-definition
auditory information that leaves little or
nothing to be filled in by the audience. A
lecture, by the same token, is hot, but a
seminar is cool; a book is hot, but a con-
versation or bull session is cool. In a cool
medium, the audience is an active con-
stituent of the viewing or listening ex-
perience. A girl wearing open-mesh silk
stockings or glasses is inherently cool and
sensual because the eye acts as a surro-
gate hand in filling in the low-definition
image thus engendered. Which is why
boys make passes at girls who wear
glasses. In any case, the overwhelming
majority of our technologies and enter-
tainments since the introduction of print
technology have been hot, fragmented
and exclusive, but in the age of television
we see a return to cool values and the in-
clusive in-depth involvement and partici-
pation they engender. This is, of course,

just one more reason why the medium
is the message, rather than the content;
it is the participatory nature of the TV
experience itself that is important, rather
than the content of the particular TV im-
age that is being invisibly and indelibly
inscribed on our skins.

PLAYBOY: Even if, as you contend, the me-
dium is the ultimate message, how can
you entirely discount the importance of
content? Didn’t the content of Hitler’s
radio speeches, for example, have some
effect on the Germans?

MCLUHAN: By stressing that the medium
is the message rather than the content,
Гт not suggesting that content plays no
role—merely that it plays a distinctly sub-
ordinate role. Even if Hitler had delivered
botany lectures, some other demagogue
would have used the radio to retribalize
the Germans and rekindle the dark ata-
vistic side of the tribal nature that created
European fascism in the 1920s and 1930s.
By placing all the stress on content and
practically none on the medium, we lose
all chance of perceiving and influencing
the impact of new technologies on man,
and thus we are always dumbfounded
by—and unprepared for—the revolution-
ary environmental transformations in-
duced by new media. Buffeted by environ-
mental changes he cannot comprehend,
man echoes the last plaintive cry of his
tribal ancestor, Tarzan, as he plummeted
to earth: “Who greased my vine?” The
German Jew victimized by the Nazis be-
cause his old tribalism clashed with their
new tribalism could no more understand
why his world was turned upside down
than the American today can understand
the reconfiguration of social and political
institutions caused by the electric media in
general and television in particular.
PLAYBOY: How is television reshaping our
political institutions?

MCLUHAN: ТУ is revolutionizing every
political system in the Western world. For
one thing, it’s creating a totally new type
of national leader, a man who is much
more of a tribal chieftain than a politi-
cian. Castro is a good example of the
new tribal chieftain who rules his coun-
try by a mass-participational TV dialogue
and feedback; he governs his country
on camera, by giving the Cuban people
the experience of being directly and in-
timately involved in the process of col-
lective decision making. Castro’s adroit
blend of political education, propaganda
and avuncular guidance is the pattern for
tribal chieftains in other countries. The
new political showman has to literally as
well as figuratively put on his audience as
he would a suit of clothes and become a
corporate tribal image—like Mussolini,
Hitler and FDR in the days of radio,
and Jack Kennedy in the television era.
All these men were tribal emperors on a
scale theretofore unknown in the world,
because they all mastered their media.
PLAYBOY: How did Kennedy use TV ina
manner different from his predecessors—
or successors?

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MCLUHAN: Kennedy was the first TV presi-
dent because he was the first prominent
American politician to ever understand the
dynamics and lines of force of the televi-
sion iconoscope. As I’ve explained, TV is
an inherently cool medium, and Kennedy
had a compatible coolness and indiffer-
ence to power, bred of personal wealth,
which allowed him to adapt fully to TV.
Any political candidate who doesn’t have
such cool, low-definition qualities, which
allow the viewer to fill in the gaps with his
own personal identification, simply elec-
trocutes himself on television—as Richard
Nixon did in his disastrous debates with
Kennedy in the 1960 campaign. Nixon
was essentially hot; he presented a high-
definition, sharply defined image and ac-
tion on the TV screen that contributed
to his reputation as a phony—the “Tricky
Dicky” syndrome that has dogged his foot-
steps for years. “Would you buy a used
car from this man?” the political cartoon
asked—and the answer was no, because he
didn’t project the cool aura of disinterest
and objectivity that Kennedy emanated so
effortlessly and engagingly.

PLAYBOY: How did Lyndon Johnson make
use of television?

MCLUHAN: He botched it the same way
Nixon did. He was too intense, too ob-
sessed with making his audience love and
revere him as father and teacher, and too
classifiable. Would people feel any safer
buying a used car from LBJ than from
the old Nixon? The answer is, obviously,
no. Johnson became a stereotype—even a
parody—of himself, and earned the same
reputation as a phony that plagued Nixon
for so long. The people wouldn't have
cared if John Kennedy lied to them on TV,
but they couldn't stomach 1.8] even when
he told the truth.

PLAYBOY: Do you relate this identity crisis
to the current social unrest and violence in
the United States?

MCLUHAN: Yes, and to the booming busi-
ness psychiatrists are doing. All our alien-
ation and atomization are reflected in the
crumbling of such time-honored social
values as the right of privacy and the sanc-
tity of the individual; as they yield to the
intensities of the new technology's electric
circus, it seems to the average citizen that
the sky is falling in. As man is tribally meta-
morphosed by the electric media, we all
become Chicken Littles, scurrying around
frantically in search of our former identi-
ties, and in the process unleash tremen-
dous violence. As the preliterate confronts
the literate in the postliterate arena, as
new information patterns inundate and
uproot the old, mental breakdowns of
varying degrees—including the collective
nervous breakdowns of whole societies un-
able to resolve their crises of identity—will
become very common. It is not an easy
period in which to live, especially for the
television-conditioned young who, unlike
their literate elders, cannot take refuge
in the zombie trance of Narcissus narco-
sis that numbs the state of psychic shock
induced by the impact of the new media.
From Tokyo to Paris to Columbia, youth
mindlessly acts out its identity quest in the
theater of the streets, searching not for
goals but for roles, striving for an identity
that eludes them.

PLAYBOY: Do you think the surviving
hippie subculture is a reflection of
youth's rejection of the values of our me-
chanical society?

MCLUHAN: Of course. These kids are fed up
with jobs and goals and are determined to
forget their own roles and involvement in
society. They want nothing to do with our

"We haven't gotten апу work done, but we've almost convinced
Doris to take off her shirt."

fragmented and specialist consumer soci-
ety. Take the field of fashion, for example,
which now finds boys and girls dressing
alike and wearing their hair alike, reflect-
ing the unisexuality deriving from the
shift from visual to tactile. The younger
generation's whole orientation is toward a
return to the native, as reflected by their
costumes, their music, their long hair
and their sociosexual behavior. Our teen-
age generation is already becoming part
of a jungle clan. As youth enters this clan
world and all their senses are electrically
extended and intensified, there is a cor-
responding amplification of their sexual
sensibilities. Nudity and unabashed sexu-
ality are growing in the electric age because
as TV tattoos its message directly on our
skins, it renders clothing obsolescent and
a barrier, and the new tactility makes it
natural for kids to constantly touch one
another—as reflected by the button sold in
the psychedelic shops: іе rr MOVES, FONDLE
rr. The electric media, by stimulating all
the senses simultaneously, also give a new
and richer sensual dimension to everyday
sexuality that makes Henry Miller's style of
randy rutting old-fashioned and obsolete.
Once a society enters the all-involving trib-
al mode, it is inevitable that our attitudes
toward sexuality change. We see, for exam-
ple, the ease with which young people live
guiltlessly with one another, or, as among
the hippies, in communal ménages. This is
completely tribal.
PLAYBOY: But aren't most tribal societies
sexually restrictive rather than permissive?
MCLUHAN: Actually, they're both. Virginity
is not, with a few exceptions, the tribal style
in most primitive societies; young people
tend to have total sexual access to one an-
other until marriage. But after marriage,
the wife becomes a jealously guarded pos-
session and adultery a paramount sin.
Today, as the old values collapse and
we see an exhilarating release of pent-up
sexual frustrations, we are all inundated
by a tidal wave of emphasis on sex. Far
from liberating the libido, however, such
onslaughts seem to have induced jaded
attitudes and a kind of psychosexual
weltschmerz. No sensitivity of sensual re-
sponse can survive such an assault, which
stimulates the mechanical view of the body
as capable of experiencing specific thrills,
but not total sexual-emotional involve-
ment and transcendence. It contributes to
the schism between sexual enjoyment and
reproduction that is so prevalent, and it
also strengthens the case for homosexual-
ity. Projecting current trends, the love ma-
chine would appear a natural development
in the near future—not just the current
computerized date-finder, but a machine
whereby ultimate orgasm is achieved by
direct mechanical stimulation of the plea-
sure circuits of the brain.
PLAYBOY: Do we detect a note of disap-
proval in your analysis of the growing
sexual freedom?
MCLUHAN: No, I neither approve nor dis-
approve. I merely try to understand. Sexu-
al freedom is as natural to newly tribalized
youth as drugs.
PLAYBOY: What's natural about drugs?

MCLUHAN: Тһеуте natural means of
smoothing cultural transitions, and also a
shortcut into the electric vortex. The up-
surge in drug taking is intimately related
to the impact ofthe electric media. Look at
the metaphor for getting high: turning on.
One turns on his consciousness through
drugs just as he opens up all his senses to
a total depth involvement by turning on
the TV dial. Drug taking is stimulated by
today's pervasive environment of instant
information, with its feedback mechanism
of the inner trip. The inner trip is not the
sole prerogative of the LSD traveler; it's
the universal experience of TV watchers.
PLAYBOY: A Columbia coed was recently
quoted in Newsweek as equating you and
LSD. “LSD doesn’t mean anything un-
til you consume it,” she said. “Likewise
McLuhan.” Do you see any similarities?
MCLUHAN: I’m flattered to hear my work
described as hallucinogenic, but I suspect
that some of my academic critics find me
a bad trip.

PLAYBOY: Have you ever taken LSD yourself?
MCLUHAN: No, I never have.

PLAYBOY: Are you in favor of legalizing
marijuana and hallucinogenic drugs?
MCLUHAN: My personal point of view is
irrelevant, since all such legal restrictions
are futile and will inevitably wither away.
You could as easily ban drugs in a retrib-
alized society as outlaw clocks in a me-
chanical culture. The young will continue
turning on no matter how many of them
are turned off into prisons, and such legal
restrictions only reflect the cultural aggres-
sion and revenge ofa dying culture against
its successor.

PLAYBOY: If personal freedom will still
exist—although restricted by certain con-
sensual taboos—in this new tribal world,
what about the political system most closely
associated with individual freedom: de-
mocracy? Will it, too, survive the transition
to your global village?

MCLUHAN: No, it will not. The day of po-
litical democracy as we know it today is fin-
ished. Let me stress again that individual
freedom itself will not be submerged in the
new tribal society, but it will certainly as-
sume different and more complex dimen-
sions. The ballot box, for example, is the
product of literate Western culture—a hot
box in a cool world—and thus obsolescent.
The tribal will is consensually expressed
through the simultaneous interplay of all
members of a community that is deeply
interrelated and involved, and would thus
consider the casting of a “private” ballot
in a shrouded polling booth a ludicrous
anachronism. The TV networks’ comput-
ers, by “projecting” a victor in a presiden-
tial race while the polls are still open, have
already rendered the traditional electoral
process obsolescent.

PLAYBOY: How will the popular will be reg-
istered in the new tribal society if elections
are passé?

MCLUHAN: The electric media open up
totally new means of registering popular
opinion. The old concept of the plebiscite,
for example, may take on new relevance;
TV could conduct daily plebiscites by pre-
senting facts to 200 million people and

providing a computerized feedback of the
popular will. But voting, in the traditional
sense, is through as we leave the age of po-
litical parties, political issues and political
goals, and enter an age where the collec-
tive tribal image and the iconic image of
the tribal chieftain is the overriding po-
litical reality. But that’s only one of count-
less new realities we'll be confronted with
in the tribal village. We must understand
that a totally new society is coming into
being, one that rejects all our old values,
conditioned responses, attitudes and insti-
tutions. If you have difficulty envisioning
something as trivial as the imminent end
of elections, you'll be totally unprepared to
cope with the prospect of the forthcoming
demise of spoken language and its replace-
ment by a global consciousness.

PLAYBOY: You're right.

MCLUHAN: Let me help you. Tribal man
is tightly sealed in an integral collective
awareness that transcends conventional
boundaries of time and space. As such, the
new society will be one mythic integration,
a resonating world akin to the old tribal
echo chamber where magic will live again:
a world of ESP The current interest of
youth in astrology, clairvoyance and the oc-
cult is no coincidence. Electric technology,
you see, does not require words any more
than a digital computer requires numbers.
Electricity makes possible—and not in the
distant future, either—an amplification
of human consciousness on a world scale,
without any verbalization at all.

PLAYBOY: Are you talking about global
telepathy?

MCLUHAN: Precisely Already, computers
offer the potential of instantaneous trans-
lation of any code or language into any
other code or language. If a data feedback
is possible through the computer, why not
a feed-forward of thought whereby a world
consciousness links into a world computer?
PLAYBOY: Isn’t this projection of an elec-
tronically induced world consciousness
more mystical than technological?
MCLUHAN: Yes—as mystical as the most ad-
vanced theories of modern nuclear phys-
ics. Mysticism is just tomorrow’s science
dreamed today.

PLAYBOY: You said that all of contempo-
rary man’s traditional values, attitudes
and institutions are going to be destroyed
and replaced in and by the new electric
age. That’s a pretty sweeping generaliza-
tion. Apart from the complex psychosocial
metamorphoses you've mentioned, would
you explain in more detail some of the spe-
cific changes you foresee?

MCLUHAN: The transformations are taking
place everywhere around us. As the old
value systems crumble, so do all the insti-
tutional clothing and garbage they fash-
ioned. The cities, corporate extensions of
our physical organs, are withering and be-
ing translated along with all other such ex-
tensions into information systems, as tele-
vision and the jet—by compressing time
and space—make all the world one village
and destroy the old city-country dichoto-
my. New York, Chicago, Los Angeles—all
will disappear like the dinosaur. The auto-
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cities it is currently strangling, replaced
by new antigravitational technology. The
marketing systems and the stock market
as we know them today will soon be dead
as the dodo, and automation will end the
traditional concept of the job, replacing
it with a role, and giving men the breath
of leisure. The electric media will create a
world of dropouts from the old fragment-
ed society, with its neatly compartmental-
ized analytic functions, and cause people
to drop in to the new integrated global-
village community.

PLAYBOY: Despite your personal distaste
for the upheavals induced by the new
electric technology, you seem to feel that if
we understand and influence its effects on
us, a less alienated and fragmented soci-
ety may emerge from it. Is it thus accurate
to say that you are essentially optimistic
about the future?

MCLUHAN: There are grounds for both
optimism and pessimism. The extensions
of man’s consciousness induced by the
electric media could conceivably usher
in the millennium, but it also holds the
potential for realizing the Antichrist—
Yeats's rough beast, its hour come round
at last, slouching toward Bethlehem
to be born. Cataclysmic environmen-
tal changes such as these are, in and of
themselves, morally neutral; it is how
we perceive them and react to them that
will determine their ultimate psychic and
social consequences. If we refuse to see
them at all, we will become their servants.
It's inevitable that the world-pool of elec-
tronic information movement will toss us
all about like corks on a stormy sea, but if
we keep our cool during the descent into
the maelstrom, studying the process as it
happens to us and what we can do about
it, we can come through.

Personally, I have a great faith in the
resiliency and adaptability of man, and I
tend to look to our tomorrows with a surge
of excitement and hope. I feel that we're
standing on the threshold of a liberating
and exhilarating world in which the hu-
man tribe can become truly one family and
man's consciousness can be freed from the
shackles of mechanical culture and enabled
to roam the cosmos.

I expect to see the coming decades
transform the planet into an art form; the
new man, linked in a cosmic harmony that
transcends time and space, will sensuously
caress and mold and pattern every facet of
the terrestrial artifact as if it were a work
of art, and man himself will become an or-
ganic art form. There is a long road ahead,
and the stars are only way stations, but we
have begun the journey. To be born in this
age is a precious gift, and I regret the pros-
pect of my own death only because I will
leave so many pages of man's destiny—if
you will excuse the Gutenbergian image—
tantalizingly unread. But perhaps, as I've
tried to demonstrate in my examination
of the postliterate culture, the story begins
only when the book closes.

Excerpted from the March 1969 issue.

HACKTIVISTS

(continued from page 82)

computer read them back to you. It took
about three seconds for us to type "Fuck the
manager" but some kind of security pro-
gram prevented the machines from saying
profanities. With a little experimentation,
however, we realized that “Phuck the man-
ager" circumvented the restrictions—until
the old guy chased us out the door.

"That discovery taught us something im-
portant: You don't have to be a program-
mer to know how to hack. Hacking isn't
really about coding. It's about question-
ing and modifying a system, whether that
system is a computer or a way of life. Yes,
we were young punks at ShowBiz, and
it sucked to get booted from the place.
But our little hack was a good thing for
one fundamental reason: It questioned a
system and exposed a vulnerability. We
wanted more freedom, more access, and
we figured out how to get it. Little did we
know there was a generation of kids like
us seeking freedom with new technology,
and by hacking games, they were paving
the way for the digital revolution to come.

I met two of the most important ones
15 years later when I was writing my
book Masters of Doom, about the ultravio-
lent shooter franchises Doom and Quake.
Co-founders John Carmack and John
Romero, also known as the Two Johns,
had grown up in arcades as we had and
were considerably more skilled as hackers.
They got their break by hacking their own
version of Super Mario Bros. 3 on a PC—an
astonishing feat at the time—and building
around it one of the most successful game
companies ever, id Software.

Instead of building games that pre-
vented hackers from messing with their
code, Carmack, the lead programmer,
specifically designed his games so they
would be easier to hack. With a little time
and will an industrious player could, say,
tweak the code in Doom to make an entire
level of the game's playing world look
like the Millennium Falcon instead of an
underground labyrinth. The internet of
the mid-1990s began to teem with modi-
fied versions—or “mods”—of Doom and
Quake, giving rise to a subculture of hack-
ers who would later make some of today's
biggest game franchises, from Halo to
Gears of War.

The Two Johns understood an essen-
tial tenet of the nascent digital age: By
breaking systems and building something
new, hackers developed the skill and pas-
sion for driving innovation. As Carmack
explains in Masters of Doom, "In the infor-
mation age, the barriers just aren't there.
The barriers аге self-imposed. If you want
to set off and go develop some grand new
thing, you don't need millions of dollars of
capitalization. You need enough pizza and
Diet Coke to stick in your refrigerator, a
cheap PC to work on and the dedication
to go through with it."

In the early days of the internet, anyone
with a modem and a computer could

freely exchange information with others.
Deadheads swapped music. College
students traded games. Scientists shared
research. Prescient geeks knew it was only
a matter of time before commercial inter-
ests invaded the space, and early freedom
fighters took up the cause.

An MIT hacker named Richard Stall-
man founded the Free Software Founda-
tion, dedicated to keeping software free
for sharing, modification and use—a cause
that continues to this day. On the West
Coast, a nonprofit activist group called
the Electronic Frontier Foundation—with
powerful supporters including Apple co-
founder Steve Wozniak and Lotus cre-
ator Mitch Kapor—formed to ward off
government control of digital rights. By
the late 1990s the DIY geeks were forg-
ing an online underground in the form
of file-sharing sites such as Napster and
Gnutella. They allowed surfers to swap
music, movies and other data directly with
one another—much to the consternation
of entertainment corporations and the
federal government, which sought legal
means of shutting them down.

If there's one thing people like about
the internet, it's access to content. Access
to music. Access to video. Access to news,
sports, games. The problem is, accessing
stuff sometimes pisses other people off. Es-
pecially when there's money or sensitive in-
formation at stake. But no one could keep
the hackers down. And so the fight over
internet freedom grew in size and scope.

I saw this one afternoon in 2005 when
Iarrived at a small house on a leafy street
in Bellevue, Washington to interview
Bram Cohen, a 30-year-old hacker who,
at the time, was considered the most dan-
gerous man online. Cohen had created
Bit Torrent—the free file-sharing program
that lets people easily swap huge files with
one another—which already boasted
45 million downloads. Today, anyone who
"torrents" Hangover III or BioShock Infinite
is doing it thanks, in great part, to Cohen.

The music and movie industries tried
for years to go after the file-sharing sites,
as they're now going after Kim Dotcom,
the embattled creator of the file-sharing
behemoth Megaupload. But this has al-
ways been a difficult fight because the
underlying technology is not illegal; it's
the use of the programs that can result in
copyright violation. Cohen saw how the
desire for free information online was
never going away. When I interviewed
Cohen for Rolling Stone, he told me, pre-
sciently, "The model of selling data on
physical media is going to melt. This has
been obvious for, like, 20 years. The con-
tent-distribution industry deserves to go
away because it will soon be obsolete. It
has no business existing."

While district attorneys continued to
crack down on web start-ups that helped
users share content, the smart people
chose to adapt instead—to ride the pro-
verbial wave. The smart ones observed the
basic tenet of the hacker: It's about question-
ing and modifying a system, whether that system.
is a computer or a way of life.

Take the comedian Louis CK. Tired of

others profiting off his shtick Бу distrib-
uting it, he cheaply produced his own
comedy special and threw it up on the
web, charging $5 for it. No TV, no pub-
lishing company, no DVD special. It cost
the price of a ham sandwich—why would
anyone waste the time to pirate it? He un-
derstood the power of online distribution.
People paid the $5, and he made more
than $1 million. (He ended up giving
much of that money to charity.) Tommy
Mottola, the music mogul, recently told
Howard Stern that the music industry's
biggest mistake was going after Napster
instead of getting hip to the net sooner.
As a result, he said, the industry was
outscored by Apple, which introduced
iTunes and completely changed the game
before the major music publishers had a
chance to set their terms.

Since the early days of the web, hacktiv-
ists have grown increasingly bold. In
2006 a fledgling Australian journalist
named Julian Assange began running
WikiLeaks, a cloak-and-dagger clearing-
house for anonymously leaked secret and
sensitive documents. The site was causing
much controversy after publishing inside
accounts of corruption from Kenya to
Guantánamo Bay. But Assange told me it
wasn't just technical prowess behind the
site—it was nerve. "You can do a lot," he
said, "just by having balls."

Few had more balls than a certain
26-year-old who died in 2013, a hacktivist
who took the fight for online freedom to
the next level.

On January 6, 2011, a young man
with longish dark hair, a black coat, blue
jeans and an overstuffed gray backpack
sneaked into a restricted equipment
closet in a basement at MIT. Inside was
a tower of computers linked together
with thick blue cables. Strapping a bicycle
helmet in front of his face to hide from
surveillance cameras, the man slipped a
hard drive from his bag and connected it
to a laptop that he'd plugged into the ma-
chines. He finished illegally downloading
nearly an entire archive—4.8 million files
total—called JSTOR, the premier online
repository of scientific and academic re-
search. A few moments later, he removed
his hard drive and left.

This was no ordinary thief. He was Har-
vard fellow Aaron Swartz, one of the most
renowned whiz kids of his generation. As a
programmer he had helped code some of
the most important online programs, in-
cluding Reddit, the social media site, and
(at the spry age of 14) Really Simple Syn-
dication, or RSS, the standard for feeding
news and other information online.

Swartz hadn't downloaded the JSTOR
files for himself. He had planned to un-
leash them online so anyone could access
the knowledge instead of just libraries and
members of academic institutions. It was
part of an ongoing mission he called his
Guerilla Open Access Manifesto. "It's time
to come into the light and, in the grand
tradition of civil disobedience, declare our
opposition to this private theft of public

culture," he wrote. “We need to take in-
formation, wherever it is stored, make our
copies and share them with the world."

There was only one problem: Swartz
was busted by the cops. With concern
about cyberattacks growing in the U.S.,
the feds wanted to make an example of
him. Facing charges including wire fraud
and computer fraud, Swartz was looking
at a possible sentence of 35 years in pris-
on and $1 million in fines for a crime that
was essentially victimless and motivated
by a passion for intellectual freedom. "It's
a serious problem where you think we're
in the middle of an information revolu-
tion, but computers and copyright law
are being used to lock up information
rather than encourage its dissemination,"
said Jennifer Granick, director of civil
liberties for the Center for Internet and
Society at Stanford.

As news of Swartz's fight with the
Department of Justice traveled the inter-
net, he became a folk hero.

While awaiting his fate in the MIT case,
Swartz organized a massive online rally
against the federal government's Stop On-
line Piracy Act, which, many have argued,
overstepped its bounds by enabling the
authorities to stomp on citizens' freedoms
online. Among other things, SOPA would
allow the Department of Justice to effec-
tively cripple a site: barring ads, blocking
search engines and stopping online pay-
ment services. Ав part of what became
known as Internet Blackout Day, Swartz
urged geek hubs including Reddit, Boing
Boing and Major League Gaming to go
dark on January 18, 2012 as a statement
against SOPA. Wikipedia went dark too,
running a banner that read, "Imagine a
world without free knowledge." Google
joined in the fight, amassing 7 million sig-
natures. It was a protest on a scale the net,
and Washington, had never seen.

The next day, the DOJ and FBI struck
back by shutting down Megaupload.
Anonymous, the hacker collective, fired

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back by crashing the sites of the Record-
ing Industry Association of America and
CBS, which supported SOPA. Proponents
of the bill could not ignore the hacktivist
uprising anymore. SOPA was defeated.
For Swartz and the other freedom fight-
ers, it was the greatest victory in the his-
tory of online protest.

On January 9, 2013 prosecutors told
Swartz’s attorney they wanted him to
plead guilty to 13 counts in the MIT case,
for which he’d likely receive six months
in prison. Swartz and his lawyers re-
jected the deal, assuming they’d win the
trial scheduled for April. Swartz, however,
would not live to see the judge. Two days
later he hanged himself in his Brooklyn
apartment. The man who had devoted his
life to keeping the net free was dead.

Although the feds dropped the case
against him, his fight continues. Anony-
mous hacked the U.S. Sentencing Com-
mission website, leaving a memorial in
Swartz’s honor. MIT and the House Over-
sight Committee announced investigations
into Swartz’s prosecution. Online petitions
grew, calling for the removal of U.S. Attor-
ney Carmen Ortiz. In tribute to Swartz’s ef-
forts with JSTOR, scholars began to release
their papers online for free.

What was Aaron Swartz’s most vicious

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crime? As Demand Progress executive
director David Segal said in a statement,
"It's like trying to put someone in jail for
allegedly checking too many books out of
the library."

For the legions of online freedom fighters
who remain, the skirmishes are far from
over. But here's the thing: The fighting
will likely lessen greatly with time. The
reason? The generation gap between the
people who grew up online and the ones
who didn't will fade. It's naive to think,
with money and sensitive information at
stake, these battles will ultimately disap-
pear. But they will diminish. Many of the
struggles have been brought by people—
publishers, politicians, parents—who feel
threatened by the democratization of
power and access online. It's not surpris-
ing that some of the most important inno-
vations of the online age—from Napster to
Facebook—were invented in dorm rooms
and not in corporate offices.

This is not to say freedom online comes
without consequence. The line between
good and evil is hard to define in the shad-
owy world of the internet. Take renowned
hacker Barnaby Jack, who died mysteri-
ously in July. (As of press time the cause

“Га like to enroll long enough to appear in Playboy’s
Girls of the Big Ten."

was unknown.) Jack had become famous
for publicly demonstrating "Tackpotting"—
his ability to hack into ATMs and make
them spit out money. He famously hacked
into insulin-pump systems and was about
to demonstrate how to hack into a heart
pacemaker (“human hacking") at the time
of his death. His work was called "white
hat" hacking; he wasa good guy—exposing
weaknesses so they could be fixed. But
what put his work in the spotlight was its
whiff of the sinister, suggesting just how de-
vious hackers could get.

An even bigger case is that of Edward
Snowden, the hacker at the center of what
will go down as one of the most important
news stories of 2013. While working with
Booz Allen Hamilton as a contractor for
the National Security Agency, Snowden
used his skills to gather highly classified
secrets from the U.S. government. Then
he leaked those secrets to journalists.
Some called him a traitor. He believed he
was exposing surveillance methods that
were unconstitutional. The U.S. govern-
ment has charged him with espionage. In
August, Snowden, nationless and trying to
avoid major prison time, was granted tem-
porary asylum in Russia.

All of which is to say: Freedom on the
internet is like freedom anywhere. When
laws are stripped away, human nature re-
veals itself in all its glory and inglory. The
important thing is to be able to distinguish
one from the other and act accordingly.

Тһе net has always been a young per-
son's medium. That's why, since the emer-
gence of the web in the mid-1990s, many
internet pioneers have been demonized
just as rock-and-rollers were in the 1950s.
When rock and roll emerged, Elvis was
shown only from the waist up on The Ed
Sullivan Show because his gyrating hips
were considered threatening. Same thing
with the net. Whether it's Doom or Form-
spring or Snapchat, either you grew up
with it or you didn't. The ones who feel
threatened have tried to tame online free-
dom through lawsuits and legislation, ulti-
mately to no real avail. They still seem to
believe they can stop a guy like Swartz and
"send a message" to other hacktivists down
the line. But they can't.

So what to do? Stop trying to disempower
the empowered. Instead, adapt—as quickly
as possible. Those who embrace the power
of the web and use it to reinvent industry
will ultimately lift themselves, their nations
and their generations to new heights.

In addition to giving people more ac-
cess to information and one another, the
hacktivists I've met have one other trait in
common. They innovate to fill a personal
need. Zuckerberg coded Facebook because
Harvard didn't have a good means for stu-
dents to keep track of one another. The
Two Johns created Doom because it was the
kind of game they wanted to play. Swartz
freed the files on JSTOR because they were
the kind of articles he wanted to read. But
their personal need is a generational one
as well, and that's why they find so much
support among their peers.

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JAMES DEEN

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07
PLAYBOY: You've been described as а
"female-friendly porn star.” What's female-
friendly porn?
DEEN: That is the dumbest thing I've ever
heard. People who say that think it's a
feminist statement, but it couldn't be more
antifeminist. It’s saying it's okay for girls
to watch porn as long as it fits in the pa-
rameters that we find socially acceptable.
Female-friendly porn is just porn. Some fe-
male directors make what's called romance
porn, which is very soft and passionate. But
a lot of great female directors, such as Bel-
ladonna and Joanna Angel, have made stuff
that's dirty and rough and insane.

PLAYBOY: You often = aggressive with your
partners in your movies. There's spitting,
choking, slapping and hair pulling. How do
you get away with that and still get called
the "nice Jewish kid" of porn?

DEEN: Well, I try to be a nice person, and I am
technically a Jewish kid, so I feel that's accu-
rate. You can't control how people perceive
you. Some people say positive things about
what I do, and some people say I'm the devil.

PLAYBOY: James De obviously isn't your
real name. You were born Bryan Sevilla.
Did you pick the name because you're such
a huge James Dean fan?

DEEN: It was a nickname I had from when
I was a kid. I've always liked leather jack-
ets, and I would smoke cigarettes in seventh
grade. You couldn't smoke in school, so I'd
go across the street and lean against the
chain-link fence. People started calling me
James Dean. When it came time to pick
my porn name, that was my first choice. I
was never shy about telling people my real
name. But people said, "No, no, you have
to protect your privacy." I've looked pretty
much the same my whole life. Anybody who
knows me who saw me in a porno wouldn't
be fooled by a fake name. They'd be like,
"Hey, look, it's Bryan!"

O10

PLAYBOY: Your parents both work for
NASA—your dad as a mechanical engineer
and your mom in data analysis. How did
you not end up an astronaut?

DEEN: It never interested me, but I am on
a list to go into space. My dad put me on
it. He thinks ГЇЇ be one of the first civilians
to go to space, in 30 years. I don't think
it'll happen, because I smoke and I'm not
that physically fit, but it's kind of cool. My
parents have always been supportive. They
learned quickly that I was going to do what-
ever I wanted to do. When I started mak-
ing adult films, their main concerns were
health and safety. I assured them that work-
ing in porn is like working at McDonald's
or at a bank. It's not a giant party, it's a job.

оп
PLAYBOY: You were а vocal opponent of
Los Angeles County's Measure B mandate

requiring condoms in porn films. Do a
PSA for us explaining why condoms are a
good thing, except for you.

DEEN: I love condoms. I think condoms
are fantastic. Outside of the adult-film
industry, Гуе had sex without condoms
with only five or six girls. Condoms are,
in my opinion, the best option available
to the masses. But we're professionals.
Think of it in terms of movie stunt peo-
ple. You should definitely wear a helmet
whenever you're riding a motorcycle.
It's stupid not to. But the people who do
stunts in movies don't wear helmets be-
cause they're paid to do it without pro-
tection. In the same way, if you're hav-
ing promiscuous sex, even with people
you know and trust, you should wear a
condom. But if someone is a trained pro-
fessional and operating under the safest
controlled environment possible, an ex-
ception should be made. A stunt person
can drive his or her motorcycle without
a helmet down a flight of stairs or off a
bridge, and the same freedom should be
given to a porn actor.

Q12

PLAYBOY: You've claimed you knew you
wanted to be a porn star since you were in
kindergarten. But that's a joke, right?
DEEN: І was the kid who dry-humped a
pole in preschool. I got into trouble in
kindergarten for trying to kiss all the
girls. Even before I knew what sex was, I
was always like, "Sex, sex, sex!" Sometime
around kindergarten I ditched school
to go out drinking and stuff—I was a
weirdo—and I was walking on the horse
trail that ran behind the school. I found
some porn magazine in the bushes. I
flipped through it and thought, A person
gets paid money to do this. This is their
job. І could make this my job! I want this
to be my job!

Q13

PLAYBOY: You were 11 years old when Boo-
gie Nights came out. Did you see it, and did
Dirk Diggler seem like a good role model
for an aspiring preteen porn star?

DEEN: Not really. I mean, I just assumed
there was nothing accurate in it whatso-
ever. I was old enough to realize movies
don't have much to do with real life. I
watched it because I couldn't get my hands
on porn and this was a mainstream movie
with tits. You could rent Boogie Nights from.
the library, and I'd take it home and jerk
off to it. There was that great sex scene be-
tween Julianne Moore and Mark Wahlberg.
I watched that all the time.

ом

PLAYBOY: There are no college classes on
being a porn star. How'd you find out if.
you had the right stuff?

DEEN: I was listening to Loveline on the
radio one day when I was a teenager.
Га already decided I wanted to get into
porn; I just didn't know how to do it.
Jenna Jameson was a guest on the show,
and all these dudes were calling in, asking
for advice on becoming porn stars. They
were all obnoxious, saying things like "If

you think those guys іп porn have big
dicks, you should see mine." Finally she
got really frustrated and said, “You want
to be in porn? Here's what you do. Sit ina
room with 20 strangers and jerk off for an
hour. Keep it hard in front of everybody,
and when one of the people in the room
yells ‘Come,’ you come. If you can do that,
you can do porn." And I thought, What a
great idea! I can totally do that.

PLAYBOY: You m — in front
of strangers?

DEEN: No, having sex. I was running
around Pasadena having sex with girls all
over the place. I started going to house
parties and having sex in front of every-
one. No one really

and they asked if I wanted to do a celebrity
sex tape with Farrah. They said, “We’ll
set it up so it looks like you guys are dat-
ing, and then TMZ will find out and it'll
be all over the TV." They wanted to pre-
tend that somehow the tape got leaked
behind her back and she was completely
unaware. It was a really fucked-up story,
and I said, “Мо, I don't want to do that.
Hire somebody else." But they promised
me the media wouldn't be involved. I
made sure they knew I was going to tell
the truth if anybody asked me about it. I
wasn't going to lie. They said they'd make
sure the media never talked to me. So we
shoot the movie, and as we're leaving her
hotel room some paparazzo takes our pic-
ture. The next day I get a call from TMZ,

ing to be offended by what you said, and
I'm definitely not going to get into a pub-
lic pissing match with you.

Q19
PLAYBOY: A lot of celebrities have made
sex tapes—everyone from Pamela Ander-
son to Paris Hilton. Who's your dream
A-list co-star?
DEEN: That's hard to say, because so much
of it depends on personality. You look at
somebody like Halle Berry or Charlize
Theron and they're undeniably gorgeous.
But I don't know them. For all I know,
they're complete bitches. Personality goes
a long way. Okay, I've got an answer for
you. Who's my dream co-star? In ninth
grade there was a girl who was really awe-
some and beauti-

cared or got icked
out by it. I made
sure of that. I've al-
ways been the type
of guy who, when
people said, "Take
your pants off," Га
be like, "Sure, as
long as everybody
here is cool with
that. Are you all
cool with seeing my
penis? Because I'm
cool with showing it
to you." Respecting
people's boundar-
ies is kind of a big
deal to me.

Q16
PLAYBOY: So being in
porn is all about be-
ing comfortable with
exhibitionism?
DEEN: Actually no,
not at all. Doing
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in front of people.
Doing porn is about
the ability to go in-
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ful. She doesn’t do
porn, but Га like to
have sex with her.
And I never got to.
I mean, we made
out and I finger
banged her and all,
but I never had sex
with her. She’s the
one who got away.

Q20
PLAYBOY: You did
an orgy scene with
Lindsay Lohan in the
non-porn film The
Canyons. As some-
body who has done
his fair share of on-
screen orgies, how
did it compare?
DEEN: Well, it wasn’t
a real orgy. There
was no actual sex
taking place, noth-
ing like in porn. We
were all naked, but
it was basically pan-
tomime. There are
two scenes involving
sex in the movie,
and they're about
pushing the plot
forward, showing
the power dynamics
between these char-
acters. I don't want

back again. There's
no foreplay in porn. There's no buildup
of sexual excitement. You're just sitting
around the set, talking with your co-stars
about what they had for breakfast that
morning or how sad they are because
their cat Fluffy got hit by a car. And then
the director says "Action" and you have to
jump into that state of arousal and have
hot sex. Nobody's going to wait for you to
get into a sexy mood. You have to be able
to turn it on like a switch.

17
PLAYBOY: You did a = tape with Teen Mom
reality star Farrah Abraham, and then you
both got into a nasty feud in the tabloids.
What's your side of the story?
DEEN: Here's what happened. I got a call

asking if I was dating Farrah Abraham.
I said no. "Well, what were you doing at
that hotel?" "Shooting a porno." "Oh...
okay. Bye then." And that's when the fuck-
ing drama train hit.

PLAYBOY: She -— you of having a small
penis. Would you care to critique her porn
performance?

DEEN: She was great. I thought she was
really cool. She got a little confused a few
times about how to have sex for the cam-
era, but it was her first porn movie, so
that was understandable. The small-penis
remark, well, I respect her right to have
that opinion. If you think I have a small
penis, that's fine. I don't care. I'm not go-

to talk about Lind-
say because people put negative spins
on it. For a while everything I said about
working with her was taken out of context
and twisted into something negative and
awful. During the Lindsay drama I got
a firsthand lesson in how tabloids spin a
story. They got shots of us coming out of
a bar together, holding hands and getting
into her car. TMZ was like, "What's going
on? Are they an item?" We were playing
a couple in a movie! We were hanging
out before the movie and getting to know
each other. When we left the bar together,
she was drunk, so I drove her home be-
cause I was sober and she has a bad his-
tory with that. End of story.

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man in charge was an American: CIA field
agent Timothy Hallet Tracy, an ingenious
master of deception who oversaw every-
thing from laundering cash to mastermind-
ing acts of terror, all while maintaining a
cover identity as a filmmaker at work on a
documentary. The reports also mentioned
that he’d been arrested twice before, in Oc-
tober and February, for suspicious activities.

“He is trained and he knows how to infil-
trate and how to handle sources and secu-
rity information,” said Rodriguez Torres.
“Those big powers who do this type of
spying, they often use the facade of a film-
maker, documentary-maker, photographer
or journalist. Because with that facade they
can go anywhere, penetrate any place.”

President Maduro wasted no time in
casting himself as the noble proletarian
hero when he addressed the press. “The
gringo who financed the violent groups has
been captured,” said Maduro. “I gave the
order that he be detained immediately and
passed over to the attorney general's office.
Nobody can be destabilizing this country,
whatever they believe, because they’re on
the side of the bourgeoisie.”

The flurry of news reports about Tim
included a handful of quotes from his
friends and family, all of whom proclaimed
his innocence. Aengus James, a producer-
director who had worked with Tim, told
the Associated Press, “They don’t have CIA
in custody. They don’t have a journalist in
custody. They have a kid with a camera.”

On April 27 Tim was formally charged
with criminal conspiracy, making false
statements and using a false document. He
was denied bail. According to Venezuelan
law, the government would be granted 45
days to prepare its case before a hearing
on June 11, when the judge would rule
whether to move forward with a criminal
trial. No one with any knowledge of Ven-
ezuelan criminal law expected Tim to have
a chance of winning a court battle, so the
upcoming hearing would almost certainly
determine his fate. He was facing 30 years,
the maximum sentence in Venezuela.

I began to feel an immediate rush of
two intense and conflicting emotions: deep
concern for a man I hardly knew but who
had made an impression on me, and the
charged excitement of inspiration. This was
a story that spoke to me powerfully but in a
way I didn’t yet understand. There was also
an old-fashioned mystery that needed solv-
ing: How had Tim become the Osama bin
Laden of Venezuela? Was Tim Tracy a spy?

Tim grew up in the suburbs of Detroit. The
"Iracy family made its fortune in auto parts
following World War II, and Emmet, Tim's
father, prided himself on the fact that he
babysat Mitt Romney while Mitt's father,
George, was on the campaign trail. When
Тіп arrived in Connecticut for his fresh-
man year at Hotchkiss, an upper-crust
boarding school, he was hyped as one of
the best eighth-grade hockey players in the

134 country, just as his older brother Tripp had

once been. But this was a hormonal coed
boarding school, and the pressure of play-
ing in front of all those chatty little girls
got inside his head. He'd get in a game
and freeze, crippled by the fear that if he
fucked up none of the girls would talk to
him. He never came close to reaching his
potential. Tripp ended up playing goalie in
the NHL, while Tim wasn't even the best
player on his high school team.

He never played at Georgetown, but
after graduating in 2001 he joined a semi-
pro beer-league team in Sun Valley, Idaho.
In the team's final game of his first season,
Tim skated onto the ice Slap Shot-style wear-
ing nothing but his skates, pads, helmet
and a jockstrap, with THANKS FANS scrawled
across his ass. The crowd went nuts. At the
bar that night, he was a star. Everyone told
him he was crazy, and he loved it. He went
home with a girl named Barbie, the star of
the figure-skating team—more evidence
that the world tended to cooperate when
he played a character and that he was bet-
ter at reading other people than he was at
reading himself. He figured he'd roll with.
it. Later that year Tim moved to L.A. to try
to make it as an actor. If he could make a
living by hiding, maybe he'd never have to
really look at himself in the mirror.

After six years of hustling, he turned
30 and had nothing to show for his efforts
save a couple of blink-and-you'll-miss-him
ТУ gigs. No matter how hard he worked,
there was always this voice inside him say-
ing, "This isn’t who you are. Try something
else." One night he was at a bar called the
Green Door when out of nowhere an ex-
tremely hot girl sat down next to him.

“So,” she asked, “what do you do for work?"

He said it without even thinking: “I’m
an active member of Delta Force.”

"Really? What's that?”

"We go behind enemy lines and do ter-
rorist shit," he replied, straight-faced.
"We're very discreet. I don't want to talk
about it. I'm on leave and have to ship out
tomorrow for Falluja."

Тһе reaction on her face was unlike any-
thing he'd ever seen before—a combina-
tion of concern, awe, respect and desire.
“Oh my God,” she said. "Thank you so
much for your service to our country." He
knew what he was doing was deeply wrong,
but it felt good to be in the Delta Force,
even if for a moment.

She invited him back to her place. It was
fantastic. When he woke up the next morn-
ing, he knew he should come clean, but he
didn't want to burst the bubble for either
of them. She thinks I'm shipping off to Falluja,
he said to himself. Let's just keep it that way.

Two weeks later, he was back at the
Green Door when she walked in. Eye con-
tact, a moment of horror that eviscerated
his character, and she was gone. It hit him
hard. What he had done went deeper than
dirtbaggery. It was inescapable proof that
he had lost his way.

He quit acting and decided to learn the
craft of filmmaking, to make а film that
mattered. His fortunes began to change
almost immediately. His friend and men-
tor Aengus James, also a former actor, gave
him work as a producer on a documentary

called American Harmony, as well as on Mad-
house, a TV series about car racing for the
History Channel. Tim quickly discovered
that he had the natural skill set for produc-
tion: effortless multitasking, obsessiveness
and a preternatural ability to connect with
just about anyone. What Tim needed was
his own story to tell.

That opportunity first materialized in
the dangerous curves of a sexy Latin girl
on a dance floor. He was at the wedding
of a Venezuelan college buddy when he
found himself transfixed by a girl named
Alejandra. The way she would put the back
of her hand on the guy she was dancing
with was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen.

When a Madonna song came on, Tim
made his move. His Spanish was terrible,
as was Alejandra's English, but the chemis-
try was off the charts. They agreed to meet
in Miami, where Alejandra began to tell
Tim about Venezuela.

"I was on the street protesting every
day," she said. “Му president is a dictator,
and half of my friends were teargassed and
beaten and sent to prison."

She went on to explain that she was
a member of the student opposition in
Caracas that had been fighting the oppres-
sive regime of President Hugo Chávez,
who had enlisted murderers and thugs
to enforce his will. She had a flair for the
dramatic, and he bought all of it. He was
moved by the imagery of these kids fight-
ing for freedom, and he also had a girl to
impress. Sensing an opportunity to play
the hero, Tim made a fateful promise to
Alejandra: He would make a film about
the injustice in Venezuela and tell the
world. He booked a ticket to leave in three
months' time and began tutoring himself
on Venezuelan politics.

Chávez was no run-of-the-mill caudillo
(Latin American military dictator); he was
a supernova. Born in poverty to school-
teacher parents, he got his start in the Ven-
ezuelan military and began to fashion him-
self as the socialist reincarnation of Simón
Bolívar, who had liberated Venezuela from
Spanish rule in the early 19th century. Fol-
lowing a disastrous coup attempt in 1992,
Chávez was imprisoned yet somehow man-
aged to secure his release two years later,
eventually seizing power in 1999 in what
he called the Bolivarian Revolution. Align-
ing himself closely with his friend Fidel
Castro, he emerged as a deceptively savvy
anti-U.S. firebrand whose questionable
mental stability and rumored cocaine de-
pendency never got in the way of a cam-
era. Every Sunday, he'd hold court on his
nationally televised talk show Aló Presidente,
which ran around six hours or whenever
he decided to end it.

Tim was hooked. He soon found out
through a friend that Alejandra was sleep-
ing with another guy in Venezuela. It
stung, but he could handle it. He was los-
ing track of the girl. Now he had fallen in
love with the country.

In 2010 Tim spent two weeks in Venezuela,
filming rallies organized by students who
didn't quite live up to Alejandra's billing.

One lesson his friend Aengus had taught
him early on was that a documentary film-
maker's best friend was a bullshit detec-
tor, and most of these well-off kids weren't
passing the smell test. They were great
at organizing rallies, but all it took was a
glimpse of the chaotic shantytowns that
dotted the outskirts of Caracas to see there
was more to this story.

At a protest outside the Ecuadorian
embassy, Tim met a local legend named
Humberto Lopez who called himself Che
and resembled the real Che Guevara to
an astonishing degree. Che offered to
take Tim for a walk through 23 de Enero,
the most notorious barrio in Caracas and
Chávez's spiritual base. The moment Tim
walked into the hillside shantytown built
on the ruins ofa public housing project, he
felt the jolt of inspiration. This was a place
where Chávez was considered a god—a
point driven home by a massive Last Sup-
per mural with Hugo sitting alongside
Jesus—but whose inhabitants were living
in squalor. How was that possible?

Тіп realized that in order to make the
film he wanted, he would have to go into
the heart of darkness, into the barrios.
That the disenfranchised could be so in
awe of a leader as to make him a deity—
there was the story. Tim knew he'd need а
dramatic event to frame his narrative. It
took two years to materialize. In Septem-
ber 2012, nine months after Га met him,
he was back in L.A. when he got a call
from his friend Ricardo Korda in Cara-
cas. The presidential election was a month
away, and Chavez’s opponent, Henrique
Capriles Radonski, was gathering steam.
Chavez was politically vulnerable and suf-
fering from a dangerous cancer, and ev-
eryone knew it. The Caracas streets buzzed
with demonstrations and the occasional
violent exchange between Chavistas and
the opposition. Civil war was on the table.

"If you want to make this film, you need
to come down here right now," said Korda,
who eventually became a co-producer on
the project. "You're never going to have
another chance to do something like this.
Everything is on the verge of falling apart."

Tim grabbed his equipment and took
the first flight out of L.A.

In a city where using a cell phone on the
street even in a good neighborhood is con-
sidered reckless because of rampant street
crime, Tim spent most of the next seven
months filming in the most dangerous
barrios of Caracas, places like 23 de Enero
and Catia. He did so with a $20,000 cam-
era on his shoulder, and he never had to
defend himself.

"Take the South Bronx of the 1970s,
transport it to the age of crack in the 1980s,
overpopulate it and throw in Fidel Castro
during the revolution, and that's 23 de
Enero," says Jon Lee Anderson, who in
his 35-year career as a foreign correspon-
dent has filed stories from the most har-
rowing war zones on the planet. Anderson
has written extensively about Venezu-
ela, including a portrait of present-day
Caracas for The New Yorker that appeared

in January, exploring the same barrios that
Tim was filming at the time. "In a place
like Caracas, the abnormal is normal," says
Anderson. "There were times when I was
in the proximity of people who would have
had no compunction to shooting me. You
adopt a certain body language, you try to
be inoffensive, you do this, you do that, but
you also have to push it. I pushed it. Tim
pushed it. It's just what you have to do."

'To understand Venezuela, Tim needed
to learn the ways of the poorer Chavistas—
how they operated, the blurred lines be-
tween political activism and criminality.
Тһе fact that he didn't speak much Spanish
allowed him to learn the language in the
most organic way possible, from his sources.

Tim soon discovered his affection for
Venezuela was reciprocal. While gaining
the trust of hard men whose leader was
constantly proselytizing about the gringo
devils of the USA, he found that Venezu-
elan girls couldn't get enough of him. He
ended up choosing a guy named Jhonny
as the focus of his film. Jhonny was a mem-
ber of El Frente, one of 23 de Enero's most
powerful colectivos, the pro-Chávez radical-
ized street gangs who handled law enforce-
ment in the police-free barrios. Jhonny was
also one of Caracas's infamous motorizados,
the independent motorcycle taxi drivers
who weave through the city's gridlock at
breakneck speeds. A girl Tim knew once
told him a story about being on the back
of one of these bikes when her motorizado
calmly pulled out a pistol and tapped it on
the window of the car next to him. The ter-
rified driver gave up his wallet and phone,
and the motorizado sped off. At the next
stoplight, the terrified girl offered up her
own possessions and begged for him not to
kill her. The motorizado was offended. “We
have principles in Venezuela,” he said. “We
never rob the customers.”

Through Jhonny, Tim hoped to gain a
greater understanding of how 8 million
people could have voted for a guy who,
over 14 years, had squandered billions and
left the country with one of the highest ho-
micide rates in the world.

Tim’s identity was now inextricably tied
up in the movie. He was spending his mod-
est trust fund on it, and he decided to stay
in the country after his first and second
arrests. In both instances, he got pinched
for filming images that were off-limits—
first a sniper on a roof at a Chavez rally in
October 2012, then the presidential palace
in February 2013. In both cases he was re-
leased after three days, following some in-
terrogation and a lot of sitting around. The
police, it seemed, were far less threatening
than the dwellers of the barrios where Tim
was spending his days and nights.

Early in 2013, as Tim continued to
shoot footage, events in Venezuela took a
turn for the worse. On March 5 the charis-
matic president Hugo Chavez succumbed
to cancer, leaving Nicolas Maduro—a for-
mer bus driver who had risen through the
ranks to become Chavez’s vice president
and handpicked successor—to run things.
Maduro had none of his mentor’s extraor-
dinary charisma. Despite having more oil
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in shambles. Maduro was losing control. In
order to buy himself more time, he'd need
to manufacture a distraction.

April 24, 2013

Тїш awoke after having spent the night
with two senoritas, which explains why he
missed a morning flight out of Caracas. He
had two birthdays to attend in the U.S.: his
dad's 80th in Michigan and his close friend
Sasha Bushnell's 30th, which he'd be host-
ing in Laurel Canyon. To assure maximum
awesomeness, he had gotten a friend to
reinforce his chandelier to safely hold the
swinging weight of "one full-grown male
and one petite female."

He booked himself on the next flight out.
As soon as he got through immigration at
Simón Bolívar International Airport, he was
suddenly surrounded by a group of armed

commandos, who had been waiting for him.
He was handcuffed and led downstairs to
a detention center. At this point he was
more annoyed than frightened—he'd been
through this before—but something felt off.
There were a lot more guns in the room,
and his every movement was monitored.
Now they were fucking with his travel. He
thought he could talk his way out of it.

"I've got a three р.м. flight that I don't
think you want me to miss," Tim explained
with exaggerated self-importance.

"No big deal," the supervising comman-
do responded with a smile. "If you miss the
flight we'll just put you on a private plane
and send you back."

That's when Tim knew something was
really wrong. There was no way they were
going to put him on a private plane.

He was right. That night Tim was trans-
ferred to Helicoide, a massive, pyramid-

“Pm so glad you bit me!”

shaped structure in central Caracas that
served as the headquarters for SEBIN.
Upon arrival he was whisked into an inter-
rogation room, where Elvis Ramírez—the
director of Helicoide—went at him hard
with accusations that he was CIA. Tim de-
nied everything, but Ramírez could not
have cared less. The next day, Maduro and
Interior Minister Rodríguez Torres went on
a public-relations offensive, accusing Tim
on live TV of heading the April Connection.

‘Two days after his arrest, Tim was trans-
ported in a convoy of 20 vehicles packed
with special-forces soldiers to another pris-
on near the airport for a change-of-venue
hearing. While he waited, prisoners in the
adjacent cells began a horrifying chant:
"Kill the gringo! Kill the gringo!" The color
drained from Tim's face, and he began to
shake. When he was in the barrios filming
the Chavistas, he would often hear his sub-
jects parrot the absurd lies Chávez had fed
them about the Sodom and Gomorrah that
was the United States. Tim had a nickname
for that brand of misinformation: “weap-
onizing the Kool-Aid." The Kool-Aid had
most certainly been weaponized.

One can only imagine the shock when
the phone rang in the home of Tim Tracy’s
parents back in Grosse Pointe Farms. Fol-
lowing the initial wave of news reports, fam-
ily and friends closed ranks on the advice of
Tim’s Venezuelan attorney, Daniel Rosales,
who was handling "back-channel" negotia-
tions and supervising his criminal defense.
Contact with the press was prohibited for
fear of provoking Maduro, who had been
doubling down on his anti-Americanism.
Soon after Tim's incarceration, Presi-
dent Obama went on record to say that
the charges against Tim w "ridiculous."
Maduro responded by calling Obama "the
grand chief of devils." Obama's comment
hadn't done Tim any favors, but Maduro's
crazy reply alerted the international com-
munity that Tim's arrest was nothing but
a cynical ploy by a desperate president
who would resort to anything to shore up
support. In other words, Tim was clearly
innocent. He was no spy. Maduro had no
evidence whatsoever, but he didn't care.
Maduro's regime was losing power by
the day. By arresting Tim, he was taking a
page out of his mentor's playbook: When
in trouble, unite the base against a common
enemy—capitalist oppressors. Divert atten-
tion away from domestic turmoil by resur-
recting the ogre of the U.S. and establish-
ing a direct connection between the U.S.
and the opposition. Maduro was portray-
ing his administration as capable defenders
of national security at a time when civil war
was looking like a distinct possibility.
Various “Free Tim Tracy” movements
got under way—from rumors of American
celebrities including Oliver Stone and Sean
Penn personally texting Maduro to a com-
mitted effort by retired congressman Bill
Delahunt, who during his 14 years on Cap-
itol Hill was known as the only U.S. politi-
cian on good terms with Chavez. Delahunt
got on board with Tim’s cause thanks to
the efforts of Tim’s brother Tripp, who had

an old Harvard buddy whose family knew
the former diplomat.

Meanwhile, the situation in Venezuela
continued to unravel. The week after Tim's
arrest, a wild fistfight broke out in parlia-
ment between supporters of Maduro and
the opposition, leaving men in suits blood-
ied and bruised. Three weeks later, the pres-
ident was humiliated when a recording of a
conversation between a Cuban intelligence
officer and Mario Silva, the Rush Limbaugh
of the Chavistas movement, was leaked to
the press. Silva's main point was summed
up in the following sentence: "We are in a
world of shit, my friend." So was Tim.

Тїш spent 36 days in Helicoide, an expe-
rience that, given the circumstances, was
actually not that bad. His fellow inmates
were a cast of characters worthy of a Dirty
Dozen remake. There was David from El Sal-
vador, who lent Tim his iPod in exchange
for Ping-Pong lessons; Steve, a.k.a. Boris, a
fun-loving Russian arms and ecstasy dealer;
Assan, a chess champion and financier from
Lebanon whose only crime was losing his
passport; and Walid Makled García, a.k.a.
El Arabe, who until his capture in 2011 was
one ofthe world's most powerful drug lords.

Tim fit in immediately and within days
was holding his own in the nightly Ping-
Pong tournament. He spent hours writing
obsessively in his diary and taking advan-
tage of the gym. He had faith that when
judgment time came on June 11, he'd be
exonerated and could go back to making his
movie. If you lose hope in a situation like this,
you slip into darkness, he thought to himself.

His communication with the outside
world was limited to phone calls to his par-
ents, his Venezuelan attorney and his best
friend, Stone Douglass, a film producer
who had somehow convinced the Venezue-
lan authorities that he and Tim were cous-
ins. The stress of trying to secure Tim's
release from a government that appeared
to have no regard for reality, diplomacy or
justice made for tense moments back in the
States. Tim's friends, acquaintances and
more than a few total strangers were try-
ing to solicit celebrities, organize protests,
launch social media campaigns and initiate
other forms of public outcry. The fact that
so many were trying to help was telling. It
wasn't just out of loyalty or in the interest
of justice; it was because Tim had put it all
on the line to tell a story that needed to be
told and in so doing had transformed him-
self from a run-of-the-mill L.A. freelancer
half a year earlier to the man he had always
wanted to be. Tim wasn't just loved by his
friends—now he was something of a hero.

Тһе darkest moments came after speak-
ing to his parents, who were in a state of
extreme anguish. / never doubted or regretted
one decision I made, Tim thought to himself.
I did the right thing, but was I selfish? Did I
consider anybody but me?

On Tuesday, May 28, word spread that
some prisoners were going to be evacuated
without any explanation. Some said it was
because of overcrowding, others said it was
for renovations. At five the next morning,
Tim and seven inmates from his “band of

brothers” were awakened and told they
had a few minutes to pack a shopping bag
to take with them. Whatever possessions re-
mained in the cell would be thrown out.

They were being moved to El Rodeo
Dos, which SEBIN officials assured them
was Venezuela’s model prison, complete
with athletic facilities and staffed by cor-
rections officers specially trained to under-
stand the needs of foreign inmates. None
of what Tim heard passed the smell test.
To begin with, if it really was necessary to
evacuate Helicoide, why were so many of
his fellow inmates remaining behind?

This wasn’t looking good. As Tim was be-
ing led out, Steve, the Russian, pulled him
aside. “I got one word of advice for you,”
said Steve. “Don’t trust anybody.”

May 29, 2013

The moment El Rodeo came into view
from his seat on the transport van, Tim knew
his fears were justified. The prison entrance
was riddled with bullet holes from a prisoner
uprising two years earlier that had resulted
in 25 deaths. The whole thing reminded
him of Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome.

“Venezuela's prisons are just about the
worst on Earth, and I say that measuring
every word carefully,” says Anderson. “El
Rodeo has an absolutely terrible reputation.
For an American to get sent there and not
get hurt or killed would be highly unlikely.”

The warden, a 40-ish slob whose godmoth-
er was head of the national prison system,
was waiting for Tim and the other SEBIN
transplants in the processing area. He wasted
no time in marking his territory. After con-
fiscating all the prisoners’ personal items
but their toothbrushes, he took out a pair of
electric clippers and shaved the head of each
new arrival. He lit up when it was Tim's turn.
Here was the famous gringo he'd heard so
much about. The warden leaned in close.

"You tried to kill our revolution, and now
you're going to die in here,” he said. All the
guards laughed.

Тіп spent his entire stint at El Rodeo іп
solitary confinement, during which time he
was subjected to taunts and various forms of
humiliation by a guard named Alvaro, one
of the highest-ranking corrections officers in
the building. Tim took to calling him Kevin
Bacon, whose prison-guard character in the
film Sleepers had a similar sadistic streak.
Alvaro verbally berated Tim while he defe-
cated, wouldn't let him bathe and confiscated
his bedding and towel. On day three, as Tim
was being transferred from one solitary cell
to another for no apparent reason, he saw his
friend Assan from Helicoide being led in the
opposite direction. As the guards stopped to
chat, Assan leaned and whispered to Tim.

"I heard they're going to kill you tonight,"
he said. “Ве careful."

Tim barely made it to his new cell with-
out collapsing. He was overcome by a panic
attack that left him shaking in his bed.
He told the guard he needed to speak to
Alvaro. When Alvaro arrived, Tim begged
to see a priest so he could be issued last
rites before they murdered him.

"Sorry, gringo," Alvaro said, smiling,
“we don't do that in here."

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Tim spent the night in terror. When
morning came and he was still alive, the
fear was replaced with rage. Alvaro came by
to talk smack about Tim being in the CIA.
On this morning Tim wasn't taking any of
it. A few minutes later, he was thrown into a
vermin-infested, shit-stained basement pit
and left alone to drive himself mad.

On the night of his 42nd day of
incarceration—his sixth night inside El
Rodeo—he found himself awake and trem-
bling, another night of insomnia, listening
to the sounds of the prison, smelling its
despair, scratching at the bloody mosquito
bites on his feet. There was a horrifying
realization—this was his existence, and it
was highly possible he would never see the
light of day again as a free man and would
die in this Venezuelan hellhole.

The next morning, the two beautiful
nurses appeared at Tim’s cell. He had no
choice but to follow them. He did not know
if he was following them to his death, to an-
other cell or to his freedom. He was led to
a room where a doctor gave him a medical
checkup. He realized he was being released
when he was given exit papers to sign and
not one minute before. He was given his
clothes back, the clothes he was wearing
when he arrived at El Rodeo. Like his ar-
rest, his release came quickly, without warn-
ing. Tim Tracy was set free.

June 5, 2013

With no evidentiary hearing, Tim was
expelled from Venezuela and put on a
flight to Miami. The only explanation con-
sisted of a single tweet from Interior Min-
ister Rodriguez Torres: “The American
Timothy Hallet Tracy, who was caught spy-
ing in our country, has been expelled from
the national territory.”

Tim was supposed to land in Miami and
then board a connecting flight to Los Ange-
les, but his family intercepted him in Florida
and took him to their vacation home in Palm
Beach. It appeared that Tim’s homecoming
wasn't exactly smooth, that he wasn’t in the
best shape mentally. By all accounts he had
been a marvel of positive energy during his
first month behind bars. Something must
have happened inside El Rodeo.

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The diplomatic savvy of retired congress-
man Bill Delahunt was what ultimately won
Tim his freedom. In a classic quid pro quo,
Delahunt managed to secure a meeting
between Venezuelan foreign minister Elías
José Jaua and U.S. secretary of state John
Kerry in exchange for Tim’s release. A few
hours after Tim landed in Miami, Kerry
and Jaua were sitting down together.

Ten days later, Tim got on a plane to Los
Angeles. Despite having a loyal support net-
work in L.A., he decided to stay under the
radar. Reporters had camped outside his
Laurel Canyon home for days, and to avoid
being spotted, Tim spent his first week in
town hiding out at his friend Stone Doug-
lass's house in Santa Monica's Rustic Canyon.

Tim's older brother Tripp was the only
member of the Tracy family to speak to the
press about Tim's release. Although his affec-
tion for his little brother was plainly evident
as he choked back tears on camera, he began
the interview with a telling description: "For
anybody who's seen the movie Spies Like Us
with Chevy Chase and Dan Aykroyd," Tripp
said, "that's about as close to a spy as Tim
Tracy is." While his intent was anything but
malicious, the statement struck me as jar-
ring, comparing the bumbling comic duo
unsuited for survival in a foreign country to
Tim and his ordeal in Venezuela.

I had flown to L.A. the day Tim was re-
leased and had been hanging around for two
weeks when I finally got the call I'd been wait-
ing for. It was from the crisis-management
publicity expert Tim had hired after he got
out, who said Tim was in town and except
for me he had decided not to grant any in-
terviews for the foreseeable future. I'd get as
much time as I needed. The following morn-
ing I drove to Santa Monica.

Had I not watched a five-second video
clip of Tim walking through the Caracas air-
port the morning he was released, I prob-
ably wouldn't have recognized him. I knew
Tim as a doughy, shaggy-haired preppy, but
the guy who greeted me at the door was
ripped and rocking a buzz cut. If he had suf-
fered severe trauma in El Rodeo, as I'd been
led to believe, he was hiding it pretty well.

As we sat in a garden, Tim started to talk
and didn't stop for the next two days. In
many ways he was the same guy I remem-

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passioned bya sense of social justice. He told
me that though he'd had a couple of еріс
meltdowns following his release—one on
the plane when he'd misplaced his passport
and nearly got kicked off and one back in
Palm Beach with his parents—he was now
feeling like himself and focused on finish-
ing his film, which he estimated could take
a year to edit. (He hopes to have it ready for
Sundance in 2015.) I accompanied him to
a posttraumatic stress disorder evaluation
with a psychiatrist. We both laughed as Tim.
read aloud and answered some of the ques-
tions on the admitting form: "Do you ever
feel like people are conspiring against you?
Yes. Do you ever feel the government has
you under surveillance? Um, yes."

Tim and I spent the lion's share of the
next day on the rooftop deck of the Petit
Ermitage hotel in West Hollywood, a few
feet from a trio of stunning Fastern Euro-
pean models. The contrast between these
surroundings and El Rodeo was not lost on
Тіп, who'd been recounting his story to me
without a break for hours. As the sun set, I
asked Tim about his reaction to Tripp's in-
terview and the Spies Like Us reference. "It
definitely hurt," Tim admitted. "It was kind
of a bittersweet thing, because [my family]
didn't look at what I'd done and say, 'You
know what? Timmy’s arrived. We're proud
of Timmy.' I didn't hear that. But I'm all
the better for it, because I realize now that
those were fantasies. I’m my own hero for
what I did, but I'm also a guy who put my
parents and my family through hell."

А few hours later, I left Tim alone with
the Eastern European models to use the
bathroom. When I returned, he was hold-
ing court in front of a captive audience,
spinning a yarn that was way more origi-
nal than the one he'd used on Delta Force
night. And this one he told without shame,
because it happened to be true. After our
waiter announced last call, Tim looked at
us and smiled with the same fiery glint in
his eyes I remembered from the first time
I met him. "Okay," he said, "who wants to
break into my house, swing on my chande-
lier and have a dance party?"

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Angeles and I never saw them on-screen,
never saw them doing anything. Some I
never saw until I got to L.A. myself and saw
them at a party or something.
PLAYBOY: In the 1970s and 1980s, when you
and your wife were touring the country or
working in theater in New York, you en-
countered your father, who had been gone
from your life since you were an infant.
JACKSON: Once, when we were perform-
ing in Topeka, Kansas, my wife, my three-
month-old daughter and I went to see my
other grandmother, and it just so happened
my father was living in her house again. I
was in my 30s, and there was this woman
and this older lady, and then this teenage
girl comes downstairs with a little baby in
her arms as young as my daughter. He's
like, "Hey, I want you to meet your sister."
I think he's talking about the girl, but he's
talking about the fucking baby. I'm like,
"You're a grown-ass, old-ass man doing this
shit?" Then the older lady's like, "So when's
the last time you saw your dad?" And it was
like, “І haven't seen this motherfucker since
I was three months old." We go outside and
he gets angry, going, "Why'd you have to
tell her that?" I said, "Do you want me to
tell her we hang out, that you've been tak-
ing care of me all these years? You're not my
father; you're just a guy who happened to
be my mom's sperm donor. I'm here to see
your mother, not you."
PLAYBOY: Did you ever see him again?
JACKSON: He passed not long after that. He
was an alcoholic with cirrhosis and all that
other shit. They had called me from the
hospital: *Mr. Jackson, your father's really
ill now. If we have to take drastic measures,
do you want us to keep him alive?" I said,
"Are you calling to ask if I want you to put
him on life support, or are you calling to
see if I'm going to be responsible for his
medical bill?" They're like, "Well..." I
said, "He's got a sister in Kansas City—you
should call her." Click. [laughs] It's done.
PLAYBOY: By the 1980s, to your sub-
stances of choice, booze and pot, you had
added heroin and cocaine. The roles you
originated at Yale Repertory Theatre in
August Wilson's The Piano Lesson and Two
Trains Running were cast with other actors
when those landmark plays transferred to
Broadway in 1987 and 1990, respectively.
How did your addictions mess with your
career and personal life?
JACKSON: I was always doing a play. I paid
my bills. I didn’t steal shit to sell out of my
brownstone. I didn’t steal my daughter’s
toys. I didn’t steal my wife’s money out of
her purse. I could go to the ATM and get
money for cocaine. I just kept spending
money and finding people to get high with.
PLAYBOY: When was enough finally enough?
JACKSON: In 1990 my wife said, “Look, you're
going to rehab,” and the very next day I was
in rehab. I didn’t go kicking and screaming. I
was tired, burned-out and at that low point of
like, What the fuck is going on with me?
PLAYBOY: Did seeing some of your co-stars
and acting peers become more successful
affect your drug use?

JACKSON: They ask you in rehab to take
an assessment of how you got to the point
you're at, and I said, “I guess I could have
gone to that audition without my eyes red,
without smelling like the beer I had or the
weed Га smoked.” I never blamed anybody
else for not being successful or not getting
to the places I saw everybody else I worked
with, like Wesley Snipes, get to. I had no
problem doing roles like Black Guy in Sea of
Love or Hold-Up Man in Coming to America
or going to Boston once a year to get killed
on Spenser: For Hire or A Man Called Hawk.
LaTanya asked, "Why are you doing these
piddly-ass jobs?” I told her, “Well, this or
that guy I worked with is probably going to
be something somewhere down the line." I
always left an impression in an audition. I
was memorable. In rehab I saw that I owed
it to myself to see things another way and
try it the other way. І opened my mind to
what was being said.

PLAYBOY: So rehab took?

JACKSON: Like the petals were closed and,
all of a sudden, the sun hit the flower and
opened it up. People looked at it and it
smelled great, it looked great to them. I'm
like, Oh Jesus, this is not bad at all. I won-
dered whether I was going to be as much
fun as I used to be, wondered whether
people were going to think I was as good
an actor. But the clarity and professional
satisfaction that came with sobriety—
couldn't beat it.

PLAYBOY: In 1991 critics raved about your
performance as a crackhead in Spike Lee's
Jungle Fever, which won you a Cannes Film
Festival award. In what stage of your recov-
ery did you make the movie?

JACKSON: I got out of rehab, and about
a week or something later, I was shoot-
ing the movie. I had a modicum of fame
because I'd done other Spike Lee movies,
so when I'd go buy coke or something,
the guys sitting around would go, "Hey,
man, Do the Right Thing! Yeah, sit down!"
and I sat right down and got high with
them. All of a sudden with Jungle Fever
I'm traveling in a different circle, which
brought the next challenge because that
circle has some darkness too—drink,
drugs, only now they're offering them
to you free. Now you have the chance to
really get fucked-up. You know how it is.
Make a wrong turn at a party and there's
a bunch of people sitting around a table
with more cocaine in front of them than
you saw the entire time when you were
using. I said to myself, Do you want to
be fucked-up and think you're having a
good time, or do you want to be satis-
fied artistically and spiritually in another
way? I chose the other way.

PLAYBOY: You were lucky. What are the
odds of an actor, even a talented one, get-
ting clean after rehab, coming out and im-
mediately landing a movie role as——?
JACKSON: As a crackhead junkie, right. I
grew up in the Methodist church, and I pray
every day. I believe there's a higher power, a
supreme being. God puts you in the places
you need to be. So I helped myself, and God
helped me to get to that next place.
PLAYBOY: How tough is it for you today to
maintain sobriety?

JACKSON: What's it been now, 22 years or
something? There's all kinds of shit in my
house that I've never tasted in my life, like
Cristal—stuff I couldn't afford back when I
was drinking. АЙ I'd have to do is walk in
the closet, open a beer, and no one would
know, but / know that I probably wouldn't
stop at one beer. So I drink nonalcoholic
beer. I'm not looking for the kick.
PLAYBOY: You were in five movies last year.
You've made six so far this year. Is work the
replacement addiction?

JACKSON: Golf is. It's the perfect game for
only children because the ball sits there,
you have a club in your hand, and if you hit
it great or hit it bad, you get all the credit
or blame. Nobody around you is play-
ing defense. When I play golf with other
people, I'm not out there to beat them.
I'm out there to beat the course. There's
no point paying attention to what other
golfers are doing, so I just play as well as
I can. That's the only-kid mentality. Golf’s
perfect for us.

PLAYBOY: Just this past April, your golf
swing during a celebrity tournament in
Scotland made world headlines.

JACKSON: Yeah, I almost killed two ladies
when I shanked the ball on the 18th hole.
I hit one of them. It was a bad day. I knew
I wasn't going to make the cut, and I was
wet, tired, cold and miserable on one of
those Scottish, raining-sideways, 48-degree
days. I just wasn't paying attention. But
I could have been shooting a 63 and that
still would have been the one shot they put
on the Jumbotron, which they did. My cell
phone blew up. People all over the world
were fucking with me about that shot.
PLAYBOY: You've helped make Kangol hats
iconic, and you design a line for the com-
pany. Are you comfortable with the reality
that when actors get as major as you are,
companies send them lots of swag—things
they could have really used when they
were broke?

JACKSON: I still need the swag. The major-
ity of the shit I get, I use. I don't overdo it.
I don't gouge people. I get free golf clubs
sometimes from Titleist or TaylorMade.
But I use the golf balls, the clubs, the shoes.
I have a sneaker fetish. I admit it.
PLAYBOY: How bad a fetish?

JACKSON: I have hundreds of pairs of sneak-
ers at home. I put the color and style on the
boxes so I know what's in there. It looks like
a Foot Locker in my closet. It makes my wife
crazy. She's got a ton of shit, but she still
thinks I have too much. That's her opinion.
PLAYBOY: In a 2012 New York Times profile
of you, your wife was asked the secret of
your 40-year relationship. She answered,
"Amnesia." Did that make for interesting
discussions at home?

JACKSON: She regrets saying that. We've
been together for 40 fucking years. I know
what she means when she says something.
You have to forget certain shit happened to
stay together. You have to act like it didn't
happen. Everybody's got excuses for not
being together. It's way easier to walk away
from somebody than it is to stay with them
and deal with the shit.

PLAYBOY: Fame is a powerful aphrodisi-
ac. How do you and your wife deal with

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women coming on to you on movie sets or
as you travel around?

JACKSON: I’m not that superfine hot guy
who makes those lists of “handsomest men
in the world” or “most eligible men.” When
I was a young actor in the theater, I could
put out that certain vibe that says, “Hey,
I’m available—who wants this?” There’s
also a way to turn that off. I don’t have
it switched on because I don’t want to be
bothered with the shit that comes with it.
PLAYBOY: Since you're not shy about ask-
ing to be in movies, will you talk to [writer-
director] J.J. Abrams and George Lucas
about bringing back your character Mace
Windu in Star Wars: Episode VII?

JACKSON: They should figure out a way to
bring my ass back from wherever I went
when I fell out that window, because
you know a Jedi can fall from incredible
heights and not die. I'd just come back
with a fake hand like Darth Vader and my
purple lightsaber.

PLAYBOY: How are your other upcoming
movies shaping up—the RoboCop remake,
the next Captain America flick?

JACKSON: In RoboCop І play a Rush
Limbaugh-type newscaster dude who's in
favor of automated policing. I don't know
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made two brilliant films in Brazil about
cops going into the favela, so it's right up
his alley. I'm in a lot of Captain America: The
Winter Soldier. It’s a good script. Chris Evans
and Scarlett Johansson are back, and An-
thony Mackie plays a new character they're
adding. I worked with Robert Redford on
it too, and that was great. As soon as I met
him, we started talking about golf.
PLAYBOY: Redford has been directing
movies since 1980, but it doesn't seem as
though that's a goal for you.

JACKSON: I don't have that directing thing.
I don't want to be out there setting up
shots all day. I like to act. I read the script
and sign the contract. I like hanging out in
my trailer watching Judge Judy and eating
sandwiches.

PLAYBOY: You've yet to do one of those all-
star old-guy movies. You know, old guys go
to outer space, old guys go to Vegas——
JACKSON: Old guys rob a bank. I don't
play my age, but there's also only a certain
amount of running, jumping and fight-
ing I want to do now. The one old-guy
story I want to do is a great book by Walter
Mosley, The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey, about
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week. He does it because he has some shit
he wants to get together.

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you've tweeted about it.

JACKSON: I mostly just write inane shit on
Twitter, criticizing sporting events more
than anything else. But my grandfather
had Alzheimer's, my maternal and pater-
nal grandmothers had it, my mom died
from it last year, her sister's got it. Because
it's around me like that, I'm kind of wait-
ing on that day I walk in a room and don't
know why I'm there. I'm going to do all I
can to help people because of that, with a
golf fund-raiser in London, and I'm also
doing a benefit for male cancer. People
wear pink ribbons all the time, as if women
are the only people who get cancer. Men
get it too, so we're going to try to raise
awareness. I'm doing what I can.

PLAYBOY: What do you hope people will say
about you when you're not around to care?
JACKSON: That I was a hard worker and I
generally gave people their money's worth.
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keep gang members together—like, guys
with the same tattoos can hang, but guys
with different tattoos can't." The basketball
game ends, and Tucker waves off joining
the next one.

"Doesn't sound safe to me. Last night
they locked us down early. There was a si-
ren and a whirly light and we weren't al-
lowed out till the morning. The rumor is
someone got stabbed."

"Yeah. Dude in F-block. I hear he's dead
now. But that's jail for you. Violent offend-
ers are in smaller pods with higher securi-
ty, but there's only so much they can do. A-
pod's not so bad. My pod's one of the nasty
ones." He points to the court. "For most of
them, jail's just a wait station. Any sentence
over a year goes to prison, so they're just
here pending trial. Look out for those
guys. Some of them are looking to make a
name for themselves."

“That's what I'm asking for—I don’t want
my number called and was wondering if I
should put a whupping on someone. Make
a statement. I didn't come here for the sex.”

He throws me this disbelieving look and
says, all serious, "There's gangs, Enus. Real
gangs. Guys who'd die before they let their
people down. This one son of a bitch got
arrested just so he could kill this white boy
in D-pod. They say he broke a car window
and waited for the cops. These guys come
in facing two-year sentences—20 months
with good behavior—and now they're
looking at 15 to life. Too stupid for 15 years
to mean anything to them, but that's why
they can make the rules."

I nod, taking it in, and we watch the ball
move up and down the court a few times.
Then I say, "Kids on the outside are getting
stupider too."

"You talking about Jasper? We watch
him every chance."

"Yeah. He just turned 20. He knows he's
got a future in the NFL, and he thinks he
knows everything else. Give a dumbass a
look at some money and you'll see just how
dumb he can be."

"Y'all ever make up?"

"Yeah. We patched things up," I lie.

There's a scuffle under the far basket.
They're all pushing and shouting, ignor-
ing the ball, up in one another's faces. The
officers let everyone work it out without
getting involved. In admissions they warn
you against calling them guards. "This
isn't a mall," you're told, and the guy say-
ing it is so scary even the guy with DT
piped down for his spiel.

"Glad to hear it. We get the Hogs games
in the rec room. They'll even let you sign
up for special permission if it's a night
game. Especially with you here."

"Sounds all right. Too bad there's no beer."

"We take turns making hooch about
once a week."

"Hooch, huh?"

"We brew it in the toilet where the
guards don't check. Make sure you get in
that rotation and make a big batch when
it's your turn."

"Sounds tasty."

"It's foul, but it's stronger than tea
leaves. Ain't nothing else going on." He
checks both directions as if freshly disap-
pointed by his surroundings. "Just lasagna
on Saturdays and hooch on the good days."

"Shit. I already had the lasagna. Toilet
booze might be the only thing that'd get rid
of the taste."

There are a number of hours the state lets
you spend outside, and I'm spending mine
chattering cold, pacing the wall that blocks
the wind, shaking too much to get any
reading done. Га wondered why so few
people signed up. There isn't even a ball to
throw, just grass-flecked dirt to the fence,
then a lush field of brown on the side the
officers aren't patrolling.

A lot of what Tucker'd said is in the yard

staring back. My pod is with a new one
"Tucker isn't part of, and folks are broken
into small groups with everyone next to
the people that look most like them. I'm
the only guy without an entourage, and
Im perfect-10 miserable, half reading
Lonesome Dove when this top-bulked Latino
in a head rag gets to howling. I don't think
much of it—people sometimes howl here—
but then he's whapping his chest and mov-
ing toward me.

"You think you're something special?"
he's yelling. He looks dangerous. Not just
big, but crazy. There's no predicting crazy
or stupid, and this guy looks to have piles of
both. "I see you looking over here. Think
you're too good for the rest of us?"

"I'm looking at my book," I tell him,
holding up the proof.

“І know you're not calling me a liar. You

"Well, don't look at me!"

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were looking at me, boy. So I want to know
what you're looking at me for.” Up close,
he has a wandering eye and an overbite,
like his parents wouldn't spring for the
nontoxic Play-Doh. It makes sense enough
he'd be self-conscious, but I want no part of
his something-to-prove.

I back away with my hands up. "Sorry,
man. I wasn't trying to look at you at all. It
won't happen again."

"You're damn fucking right about that."
He's weaving as if to music, looking to his
boys in the head rags, all of whose skin is
the same shade of tan. Then he lunges
high. Mistaking my reluctance for fear.
Not recognizing the hands above my head
are sprung like traps. Not knowing I hold
state titles as Enus "the Meanest” Lock-
hart. I pop a jab into his temple and follow
with a shovel-hook liver shot. He drops
so fast you'd think he was diving, then
doesn't cover up on the ground. He just
lies there whimpering, sucking in lungfuls
of dusty air.

A crew of six fills the space he just
dropped from, and adrenaline makes the
yard clear and crisp. I'm hit twice in the
mouth from outside my periphery, then I
block the third fist but not the fourth. When
I fall it's into a kick rising for my ribs, and
I'm covering my head as boots and Spanish
bombard me from every angle.

For all their numbers, no one delivers the
knockout blow before officers storm in and
drag me out of the yard, down a corridor
and slam the door to a small, dark cell that's
far taller than wide. They hoist the slop-slot
to say, "Count your blessings. Someone's
looking out for you." Then their footsteps
fade off down the hall.

"There's not room to stretch out, but it's
still five-star when the alternative is a beat-
ing. Sleep's not happening anyway. My face
and side ache, and my brain's not in a great
spot either. I've got my arms curled under
me for a pillow when I hear a murmur and
can't tell where from. I hold my breath un-
til I pick up it’s coming from the wall op-
posite the door, then I ask it, "Hello?"

"The name's Randy," he says, then re-

peats. Randy and I get to talking. The
conversation is marked by long pauses
because falling behind's a lot easier than
catching up. He volunteers that he's in
for assault, and it's not long before we've
run out of conversation, so I ask if he fol-
lows football.

He replies as enthusiastically as the con-
crete buffer lets him. "Jasper Lockhart!
Shit, I wish I could shake your hand. How's
your boy doing?"

“Dumber than a shit stack."

“What's the problem?”

I think there's more to the question and
wait on it, but nothing else comes, so І go,
“He's got no common sense. You can't
beat common sense into a kid.” І leave out
that the last time І tried to was the first
time І met the Honorable Judge Pritchet.
“College is paying his way, but he didn't
know better than to get himself fucked by
a credit-card company. He pissed away
$10,000 in six months. Even worse, that
dumb shit had them send the bill to me.
Trying to keep it from his mother.”

I'm wondering how much of my rant
made it through when he says, "You need
anything while you're inside, you find me,
okay? The name's Randy. You got that?"

“All I need's a key.”

“I ain't got that.”

“АП right. Well, if I think of something.
Thanks, Randy.”

“No problem, Enus. You and me are bud-
dies now. We gonna take care of each oth-
er.” He says it like the decision’s been made,
but it’s hard enough hearing through the
wall that I could be getting it wrong.

We sit in silence for a spell, and by the
time I think to ask, “What’s the story on
the head-rag gang?” no one’s answering,
which leaves me an untold number of
hours to think on all the things I would go
back and do differently.

They return me to general population
after three meals’ time, transferring me
to Tucker's pod, C, where there are fewer
inmates and more face tattoos. Looking
around, it's no wonder a jury of their peers
voted these guys off their streets. Each of

COCHRAN

"We've been out in this heat too long, Bob. I'm starting to
hallucinate."

them would've been a walk-through for
the prosecutor.

My new cell mates are normal enough.
One of them spends all day in bed, and the
other two have harmless eccentricities that
are easily ignored. No one screams in his
sleep, at least. But C-pod seems to notice me
in a way that's discomforting. Folks twice my
size eye me up, then step away like I take up.
more room. І don't know much about jails,
but this isn't how I'd imagined them to work.
Even Tucker's keeping his distance. He walks
away from two conversations in as many
days, so on the third I'm all up-front about
it. I walk over and say, "My boy's playing to-
morrow,” but he only nods in response.

There are horizontal windows like a
fringe around the rec room you can only
peek through from the stairs. One guy is
halfway up the steps using sign language to
communicate between the pods. I used to
appreciate this resourcefulness—like it was
a bit of humanity the officers couldn't take
away—but now it's got me paranoid, and
since I'm jonesing for conversation, I ask,
"How do you figure those guys work out a
code when no one's here more than a year?
Seems like the guards would be the only
ones with time to figure it out."

"Not these guards. They're a bunch of
fucking ducks." I ask what a duck is, and
he tells me to "ask someone else."

I go, "What's eating at you?"

"I'm not the problem here, Enus."

So I say, "What's that mean?" just want-
ing to know what he knows.

"Look, I can't get tied up in your shit."

I keep pushing, "What shit? I don't have
any shit."

"Who do you think you're fooling?
You're in less than a week and you've al-
ready got enemies." His voice has the tone
I used to use when I was tired of giving
Jasper advice he wasn't hearing. "You've
got to calm your shit, man. I've seen a lot
meaner than Enus the Meanest go down
nasty. Being a fighter might be more dan-
gerous than being a pussy in here."

"Fan-fucking-tastic," I say, and I'm
thinking up something more when an
officer comes through and asks if I'm
Lockhart. He says I have a visitor and
holds up cuffs I'm meant to be wearing.
Once I’m shackled, he leads me out the
door by the officers’ station and down a
hallway to an elevator, which we take to
the first floor. We pass the main officers’
quarters, then through two doors to a row
of desks, where he uncuffs me and points
to a booth where my ex is on the other side
of some plexiglass.

Candice and I have been split for nearly
five years. We never divorced, on account of
her needing insurance, and have been trad-
ing that for child support, which works bet-
ter for both of us. Sitting on the other side of
the glass, she looks better than my best mem-
ory of her, with red hair, a blue blouse and
the anxiety of someone overdressed for the
service of a religion they don’t subscribe to.

I pick up the phone, leading with, “I don’t
suppose you're here for a conjugal visit.”

If she’s tickled, she hides it well. “Good
guess. I brought you some cigarettes, but
the officers took them.”

"Yeah. Guys smoke (еа bags in here."

“Tea bags?"

“They roll up the leaves and light them
in the microwave knowing full well they're
getting sent to the hole."

"Christ."

I say, "The hole's not so bad," then wish I
hadn't and move on with, "Thanks for try-
ing. Really, it means a lot that you came."
We used to fight a lot—argue a lot, I should
say—even before the fallout with Jasper.

She asks, "What happened to your face?"

"Nothing worth talking about."

"You need some money or anything?"

I say, "Not yet I don't." Fool that I am.

"How's it looking for you getting out
of here?"

"Seven months. Five and a half with
good behavior. My old record's gone—
totally expunged. This is its own thing. It
was all up to the judge. Pritchet again. He
definitely remembered me. There was no
jury, just him, so it might've come down to
what he had for breakfast."

We sit like that a minute, and then she
gets to it with, "I got some news you're not
going to like."

"Is there any other kind?" She used to doll
up for no reason—dolling up even before
visiting the salon, where she'd pay them to
spend two hours dolling her up. But I swear
this is the best she's ever looked, and it's
been a long time since I thought she looked
decent, including most of the time we were
together. The pregnancy glow is a myth.

“Jasper’s having problems with school."

"You call that news?"

"They're threatening his scholarship if
he can't get his grades up." She's using her
heads-will-roll face—wide eyes with a wrin-
kly brow. Must have forgotten I’m immune
to it. “The school’s dean made it sound like
he was doing me a favor warning me. And
that’s the dean, not a coach.”

“They don’t flunk their superstars,
Candice. What would I do about it anyway?”

“Гтп just telling you what they told me.”

“Shit. I’m sorry. For snapping at you.
Not for his grades—they'll get а cheer-
leader to write his papers or whatever. Did
he get my letter?"

“І don't know, Enus. I'm sure he did if
you put a stamp on it. He doesn't hate you
the way he used to,” she says, but it sounds
like she's projecting more than speaking
for him. I was kind of rough on the boy.
Nowhere near as rough as my old man
was on me, but kids have rights these days
they didn't have when I was young. I was
only toughening him up. Then Candice
got custody and started rewriting our past
and letting Jasper do as he pleased—damn
near giving up on parenting to make her-
self even more his favorite. Telling him I
don't send checks when my not sending
checks was her idea from the beginning.
Or taking the phone off the hook so he'd
think I missed his birthday. Ruthless, psy-
chological shit there's no way of undoing.
“Не said he ran into a friend of yours on
campus. Some weird-acting guy, as if that
narrows it down. Not that he'd recognize
any of your friends."

“I guess I've been out of the loop for
a while."

“Не said he'll visit one of these days, but
I'd be as surprised as you if he did. He'sa
busy kid. You should see the way they fol-
low him around. It's like he's Jesus." I can
see it like I'm a step behind him: Jasper
Lockhart, walking through the quad with
folks bowing in deference. Journalists tak-
ing pictures of my nose on his face for a fea-
ture in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette. Girls
with flawless skin stuffing phone numbers
into his Jockeys.

Candice asks, "Did you catch his last
game?"

"You bet. Three touchdowns. Tell him I
saw it. Tell him I've been thinking about
him. Tell him they treat me good in here
because my son's a celebrity. Tell him I said
to get low before impact and hit the de-
fender instead of getting hit by him."

"Are you kidding, Enus? If you want him
to do anything, you're better off telling him
the opposite."

I swallow a couple of times, taking my
lumps, wondering what Jasper thinks of
my situation, or if he even bothers thinking
on it. I used to take Jasper to boxing les-
sons. He didn't like going, but sometimes a
kid has to do shit he hates. When he turned
13, his school made football an option. The
coach had him practicing during all the
hours boxing took up, and while I wanted
him to pick the sport I'd picked, we got
along better with more time apart. Then he
started practicing off-hours—one-on-one
with coach Newsome. I thought the coach
was overstepping his bounds, which is ex-
actly what Candice accused me of when I
went in for what I'd thought would be a
friendly discussion. After that there was no
questioning who was at fault.

An officer breaks my trance by rapping
the glass above me, saying, "Two minutes."

Ilook back to Candice. "So you came in
here 'cause you want me to tell Jasper to
run high into tackles and try his best to fail
out of school?"

"No. I came in 'cause I need you to sign
some papers. No big surprises, just legal
stuff that lets me go my way and you go
yours." She's eyeing the plexiglass frame as
she says this, pressing the papers against the
window. "I was going to hand them over,
but they won't let me, so ГЇЇ mail it 4

"Ask to leave it with my social worker."

"You can mail them to my lawyer in this."

"Why didn't you just ^

“Because I know you,” she says. "Please
don't make me come back here."

I nod, trying to hold on to my fantasy.
"Hey, tomorrow's the big game. Tell Jasper
ГІІ be watching. Tell him I said..." but then
I can't think of anything, and Candice
wouldn't tell him if I could. The officer
comes back, and I know what it means.
"Just make up something nice."

Back in C-pod it's less pleasant than ever.
Pepper spray coming through the vents
tells us admissions have been busy. Then a
new crop of inmates marches in wearing it
like cologne. One of them, a black kid just
18, was all over the news after shaking his
girlfriend's baby to death. The grapevine
says the girl's uncle lives in H-pod and no
one's talking about anything but, nor are
they listening when I make out like Jasper

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visited just to dedicate tomorrow’s game to
his old man and the boys of the Washing-
ton County Detention Center.

Mealtime’s another bit the movies get
wrong. There’s no cafeteria line where
they spoon slop in turn. Instead, the food’s
rolled in on shelved carts with each tray
preportioned. Today it’s unsauced maca-
roni and meatballs with corn, white cake
and an orange. The calls go up for trades:
cake for meatballs, meatballs for cake and
this week’s brewmaster asking who doesn’t
want their fruit. As I move toward the table
with Tucker and the boys, they shuffle and
stretch their elbows, leaving me hovering
with nowhere to sit. I ask, "What's this
about?” and no one looks up.

Finally Tucker says, “Just till things cool
down, Enus. No one wants any trouble. We
wish you luck, man. We really do.” A couple

of the boys nod in agreement, and I can
read from their downcast eyes that staying
undead is what I’m being wished luck for.
“Hopefully you can get it sorted.”

I hold my ground a minute just to share
the discomfort, then park my ass at an emp-
ty table and start prodding my food, mull-
ing over my divorced self when a tray lands
across from me with triple cake and double
meatballs. I look to see who’s behind it, and
it’s this splotchy-looking bald guy I’ve not
seen before. His face looks to have melted
and resolidified with the features all wonky,
and there’s no telling what color his skin’s
supposed to be. If my appetite wasn’t al-
ready gone, this face would have taken it.

He asks, "What's up?” with an unaf-
fected voice, and it’s strange hearing a
baritone come out normal through a face
that’s anything but.

I look around, thinking he’s here to dis-
tract me from a shank, but there’s nothing

doing. I tell my tray, “Not a whole hell of a
lot,” then start forcing food in so my depar-
ture won't seem motivated by fear.

“That's all you can hope for in here."
He checks both directions and says, "I got
you something," then hands me a pack of
Swedish Fish under the table even though
they're not contraband. "Consider it a wel-
come to C-pod present." Each inmate can
put only $100 in his account each month.
Most folks put the money toward gut-
fillers: ramen at $1.15 or oatmeal at 60
cents. Candy is $3.50, and you can't help
but do a double take when you see some-
one eating a Butterfinger. It's a statement.
It means he's either cleaning up in cards or
getting favors from higher up.

My bunk mate said a duck is an officer
helping someone on the inside. They'll
pick a loner guard and make him feel like
one of the boys. Easing him in with minor
requests—extra paper or whatever—then
returning the favor by staging high-profile
fights and breaking them up so the officer
doesn't have to. They'll go back and forth
like that, upping the stakes each time until
the officer crosses some line he can't un-
cross. From then on blackmail keeps the
duck in line. He can't even quit his post
because abetting inmates is a felony and
an officer knows what's waiting for him
when it's his turn wearing orange. I'd
spent the last couple of days trying to fig-
ure who might be a duck. There's this one
fat virginy-looking bastard I thought might
hand over a loaded gun for a hug.

This guy goes, "Your boy's got a game to-
day, don't he? You must be pumped." Then,
"Its Randy. Remember? From solitary."

"Sorta figured. How'd you know it was
me?"

"It's my job to know stuff. You hear
about the white boy in A-pod?"

"No."

“Tried to kill himself by jumping off the
top level." Yesterday we saw officers rush-
ing all frantic, but the rumor mill satisfied
itself with tying it to the baby-shaker.

"Over the rail? Jesus. It's like 10 feet
even if he jumped from the top of it.
What'd he do, swan dive?"

“Nah, man. Went feet first. Broke his an-
kle. Some of them see medical like a vaca-
tion. They get nurse visits and better food.
Not to mention OxyContins—I can get you
some if you want." He's scarfing, working
his fork in fast circles.

I wave Randy off, "None for me, thanks."

"So, you fixin' to watch the game or what?"

I check my back again, spinning both
ways in my chair. "Hell yeah. Texas. Three
o'clock. Jasper's dedicating his first touch-
down to me."

hard looking at that pineapple face of his,
but I do what I can. "Between my thick skin
and his mother's stupidity, he was destined
for the gridiron." Some of the other tables
are eyeing us, or me, or him. They're not
hiding their stares. Randy doesn't look to be
who I want backing me up when shit starts
going down. I ask, "You got any kids?"

“Just one. A boy."

"With his mother?"

"Yeah. He won't remember me. His
mom and me are through anyway. That
ship's sailed." It's rough hearing my story
coming out of Randy's mouth, and though
I don't mention it, this makes Randy more
human for me. Some folks use people on
the outside as their motivation to keep
fighting the fight, so more than he's lost
any woman, he's lost false hope about not
losing her later. But I stop short of telling
him what all we have in common. “Prob-
ably better off growing up with pictures
of me anyway," Randy says, and with my
mind swimming, it takes a second to call
back the thread of our conversation. “Ве-
fore pictures, know what I'm saying?" I
nod. "It's not like I'm getting out of here."

"What's that mean?"

"TII get life. Life for sure."

"Who'd you assault? The pope?"

He chuckles. “І was in the hole for as-
saulting a guard. I'm in C-pod for meth.
Got busted when my lab caught fire. Came
straight here from the hospital. That was
four years ago."

"Shouldn't you be in State?"

"One day ГЇЇ get there. Superior Court
pending grand jury with no bail. County's
purgatory, but I'm in deep enough shit.
There's no rush."

“Shit.”

He pops a meatball in whole, washes it
down with some juice and then shovels
some more before talking through the
mouthful. “The fire took down some trail-
ers with it. Innocent people got it worse
than me, if you can believe it.” His face is
hard to gauge, but І sense the story is а
chore more because he's sick of telling it
than owing to the emotional burden.

I'm staring back at my tray. І say, “І can
believe,” not saying, “Who better than me
to understand what all can change when
you're not ready for it?”

“І don't belong outside anyway. In here
І know the routine. Hell, І make the rou-
tine. I'm the guy who gets stuff. Whatever
they can sneak over those walls, Pve al-
ready got.” He stabs another meatball and
holds it up like he'd had it smuggled in spe-
cial. There's no good reason for him to be
chumming up—men who make the routine
aren't usually short on friends. He asks,
“You live with the choices you make, right?"

“Hopefully. І don't know what other
choice you've got.”

“True that. But there's always options.
Just sometimes we don't like any of them.”
He smiles at his own insight and says, “See
you soon,” before pushing his empty tray
across to me and walking out. There's a
strict policy against leaving a dirty table,
and while I know the officers’ repercus-
sions are worse than the public's opinion,
I also know the whole room's watching as
I stack our trays and clear Randy's mess.

It's nearing three o'clock and the Hogs
take the field at five after, but there are
only a handful of folks in the rec room. I'd
expected damn near everyone—Arkansas-
Texas is ап unspoken, out-of-conference
rivalry. Shit's all wrong, which likely means
I'm in for a big day. I swing by Tucker's cell,

and he's reading in bed. Не goes, “Oh yeah,
І forgot," then turns the page and says, "Be
down in a sec."

The remote control is on the wall near
the officers' station, and I peek through to
confirm they're business-as-usual before
flipping channels till I find the team in red
warming up. We're four total in the room
when the game kicks off, and the more I
check for traffic, the less easy I feel about
there being none.

Тһе Hogs start slow with two three-and-
outs. On their third drive Jasper gets stuffed
twice on the line of scrimmage. Still, he's
their star. The cameras are on him more of-
ten than not, and the announcers can't say
his name enough. They break down all the
different ways he does right, talking about
his future as if it's their future too and mak-
ing out like they're lucky to have a job that
lets them bring my boy to the world.

Tucker comes down, then one of his bud-
dies, and I start easing into the game over
calls of “Woo Pig.” At a time-out they cut
in highlights I've never seen from Jasper's
high school days. One of them has Jasper
throw the jab we practiced in the form of
a stiff-arm. It's a real beaut. His legs are
pumping full speed when he moves the
ball to his outside and stutter steps, get-
ting his feet right to explode through the
defender. Most everyone would see Jasper
only in the end zone and the linebacker
flattened midfield, but even with grainy
footage and shaky mid-bleacher camera
work, I see a year of two-a-day weekends
spent at the heavy bag.

When someone finally asks, “How're we
doing?” I know it’s Randy without look-
ing. The disembodied voice has become
his signature. He’s by the officers’ station,
peeling the wrapper off a yellow Starburst.
Tucker's buddy makes a silent exit, taking
the stairs three at a time. Tucker's a step
behind him, and neither’s looking back.

My voice cracks when I ask, “Where’re
yall going?”

“Going to finish my book,” I’m told.
“Maybe come back for the second half.”
The other guys follow their lead as Randy
pulls a chair next to mine.

"That's my boy,” I say, pointing at the
screen, and when I glance over he's giv-
ing me another look I can't read because
of how his face is. He holds his gaze for
uncomfortably long, then offers the Star-
bursts with a red on top. I take it, keeping
my eyes on the game, asking myself ugly
questions. Questions that come packaged
with their answers anytime you're forced
to ask them, like how much does Randy
know about the head-rag gang? What's he
want in exchange for protection? At what
point does the trade become worthwhile,
and what all will Tucker's crew think about
my new boyfriend?

When this Texas thug pushes Jasper
out of bounds and horse-collars him three
steps off the green, I use it as a chance to
shake loose some of the energy. I spring to
my feet, wholly riled, which must be how
Jasper feels because he pops up and slaps
the defender's helmet crooked. They're on
the Texas sideline, and suddenly everyone
wants a piece. I'm in the stance, bobbing
and weaving as yellow flags fly everywhere
and Jasper ducks through the crowd, re-
turning to the huddle to let the refs sort it
out. It's a hell of a thing.

I look over to Randy, who's giving the
best smile he can muster. "I was hoping
you could arrange to talk to him," he says,
leaning in.

"I talk to him. What? You want an
autograph?"

"No. I was hoping your son would talk to
a buddy of mine. On the outside."

"I don't know, Randy. How am I going
to put that together? I can't control who he
talks to. Couldn't control him when he lived

"You know, Darlene, it's really scary how тату people are out there оп
their cell phones!”

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146

with me, and that was before he was a star.”

“My friend will find him. That’s not the
problem. Just that last time they spoke,
Jasper wasn't real receptive. I need you to
make sure your son hears my friend out.
Tell your son you need for him to listen
better. That your quality of life depends on
it.” Randy moves to the officers’ window
and nods through so I see no one's on its
other side.

I give my attention to the screen, sud-
denly conscious of my breathing. Jasper's
on the bench, shrugging off everyone with
something to tell him—the way he does. A
slow-motion replay shows him fumble the
ball, then the linemen falling over them-
selves before they cut back to Texas with
first-and-10 in real time. Texas throws a
screen for three yards, and when the cam-
era flips to Jasper steaming mad, I see him
as my pride and joy in ways I've only lied
about before. Suddenly I'd rather punch
my way into the hole than sit on display
with the son who won't visit, so I turn
around to stand up for the two of us.

Only the head-rag gang's filling
in behind Randy. Five in total, plus
Randy—impossible odds even if the of-
ficers were around to break it up. One of
them's a monster, and their skinniest has a
rag taut between his fists, stretching it like
a rope. Randy says, "You'll talk to your son
for me, won't you?"

It's a real pickle, but as bad as it looks,
it'll be worse when Jasper doesn't deliver
and money's lost. A piece of me says I
should get on with it, but that piece is pret-
ty damn easy to ignore. “ТЇЇ talk to him," I
say. I'm smiling now. Can't even help it. I've
never been more scared. My skin's cool like
there's a fan on me, and I can feel my body
hair. I tell him, "But if you're looking for a
sure thing, your best bet’s betting on him.”

"You don't get it. I make the odds around

here." There's a big long stare-down, then
Randy says something in Spanish and the
crowd files off, except their big man, who
lingers so I know his punches are the ones
I need worry about. Randy's turned to the
door when I call out, "There's something
you ought to know about Jasper." He's in-
trigued. Or surprised—one of them.

I motion him over. "What's that?" he
asks, and I motion less subtly, adding a
head wave so he knows we're keeping se-
crets. His big gun lingers a few steps behind
as Randy puts an ear out to me. He says
again, "What is it?" and he's still mouthing
the words when I land a shot I wish Tucker
could have seen—the perfect combination
of bounding back to create space while
leaning in to get my weight behind the
throw. Randy's head beams off the window,
and he crumples like a dropped comforter.

Shit gets real in a hurry from there. I
run for the stairs, grabbing a chair on my
way through, taking steps three at a time,
whooping Speedy Gonzales. Nerves every-
where. C-pod runs out to fill their doorways,
and I'm at the top of the steps jousting with
the chair until one of them pulls it from me
and sends it to the lower level.

They're single file coming up, and the
first guy leads with his chin, walking into a
haymaker. A siren goes off, accompanied by
its light show, and the cell doors slam every-
one in their cell, leaving one on four with
the score two-nothing. Fear's been replaced
with instincts—that zone of heightened
awareness when the lights are too bright
and the crowd's screaming in and the ring
looks huge and your mouth guard seems
molded for different teeth, but all your at-
tention's on the guy looking to put you on
the canvas. In this case, that's their big gun,
who is up the steps and smiling broad.

Big gun's life's been building toward
this moment. His first swings are wild.

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me with one shot, only he winds up before
each throw—a rookie tell—which makes
for easy ducks and parries. The problem
being, my stepping away makes the hall
that much shorter, bringing me closer to
the wall, which means closer to having my
back up against it.

We're dancing that dance when whistles
blow from all over and the guards charge
the steps. Pepper spray is employed liberal-
ly and there’s loads of cursing now, mostly
over the spray—even from Spanish, pain is
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in the ring, plus the skinny kid challenging
out of his weight class. I get the calm that
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waiting on the wall so he can move in and
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railing with my legs swinging up and over.
The top floor flashes in a blur, and after
a jarring landing I'm on the rec room's
table—unfazed—staring up with the same
bewilderment that's staring down at me.

Big gun doesn't like this a bit. He's navi-
gating the rail when the officers seize him
from behind. The man is all fury. He drops
one of them with a cross and is throwing
elbows when another puts the spray canis-
ter in his face and uses it to drive him clear
back against a cell door.

Тһе guards are so busy tidying the up-
per deck that I'm off their radar. Seconds
ago I was looking to join Noise with Oxy-
Contins and the med-lab menu, now I'm by
the main door, searching Randy for Star-
bursts. I pop a pink, then an orange, then
look up at the melee from across the room.
At the railing's a line of zip-tied Latinos
staring out through snotty eyes. Behind
them are a dozen doors with four dozen
faces cramming the windows. Then there
are the guards, the strobing red lights of
lockdown and the Hogs on a drive in front
of that, where only I can see. It's quite the
panorama—Guernica in C-pod.

The score's where it had been, with Ar-
kansas up by three. I pop a yellow, a red,
another pink and square up with the televi-
sion, front row center. There's more whistle-
blowing when the guards spot me. One of
them holds his ground on the second floor,
pointing a baton with all seriousness, as if
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and peel the last pink as guards rush the
stairs, but my mouth's already fuller than
I can chew. I hold my wrists out to keep
it easy, but they're not interested in going
the easy route. Instead they make a show
of flipping me, jerking my arm back and
leveraging my face into the ground, drool-
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