Little Alvin in Wonderland - Part Deux
Ed note. - Stay tuned for a huge announcement from our pal Al this month.
I grew up in the failure of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. I would look out the window, stare at the skyscrapers and wonder about the lives other people were living and I was not. I was like Alvin in Wonderland dreaming of adventure and excitement and the life I would never believe I would live. My mother had me attend Boys High School because she was afraid if I went to a co-ed school I would be obsessed with women. The irony of that fact made me more obsessed and hungrier for the taste of pussy and female flesh. Going to a boy’s high school meant that was the only topic that crossed our minds.
It was the year 1952 and the only departure from my obsession of woman was to run home to watch the McCarthy hearings. My other focus like all my friends in Brooklyn, was having a good ejaculation, getting out of high school, joining the army which paid for Pace University and a year of law school and now the VA hospital.
The focus of being a teenager was to live as long as possible, nobody told you about the heartbreak of woman, the failure of marriage and the betrayal of good friends. Living forever was a dream and a nightmare. What your friends and family never shared with you was that living forever was living in Dante’s Inferno. It was not living long but the quality of your living. No one talked about cancer, diabetes or AIDS. The pain of canes, crutches, car accidents and strokes were buried with the biggest myth of all which is heaven. When we die we will decompose and that is all.
I am 71 and I am no different than the Titanic which rots and rusts underwater. Getting old is such a horrible fate that I dream about a quick, painless death and having had a few successes of creating and justifying pornography in 1968. My proudest accomplishment is being convicted in 1971 by Judge Lang for actually having the courage and the stupidity to show pubic hair. I published my magazine for over 30 years, produced my TV show for over 20 years, had sex with over 7,000 women and now I am almost a cadaver waiting to die.
7 Comments:
So Al, you think you fucked more women than John Holmes?
Al, did you show your pubic hair to Judge Lang or are you talking about the pubic hair you showed in Screw?
Please clarify.
PS your still the greatest al, even you still think I'm a cunt, I'm like Gomer Pyle to your Sgt. Carter, SURPRISE! SURPRISE! SURPRISE!
Al, you are 71 and have some health problems...suck it up and be the rakish raconteur you know you are. You are more than your past. There are many people out there who want to hear from you, as is evidenced by the success of this blog.
I realize getting older is a drag, but dwelling on past glories will get you nowhere.
Wishing you well,
Mm
Al,
How can you be so unhappy when you have done so much with your life?
I have only banged 1/100th the bitches you have and I have to tolerate buttfucking faggots prancing up and down my street all day long but I still keep a positive attitude. At least you can still jerk off
Mitch Haase
While growing up in NYC during the 60's and 70's i remember the channel J shows and how liberated NY was and the mayhem. Midnight Blue was groundbreaking.
I live in Berlin now where there is still some freedom and read your blogs.
It is evident that after the joys of sex there is the joy of journalism. Your words are well heard.
How can i get copies of the "interludes after midnight" ads. 1 800 BANG. "suck and fuck and cook and clean". 1800 PEEE.? All classics.
A few NY friends have tried to find something on the net but to no avail.
Faithfully yours.
J.B.
Al, we can take a hint and know you are in bad shape. But a past fast lane life lived is no badge of honor to bitterly succumb to a passive old age death. You got a lot more chutspah than that. Hang in there. We're rooting for you.
Besides, people today are living longer due to advanced knowledge of nutrition and exercise despite the corruption of the FDA which poisons us with food so they can sell us drugs when we're ready to croke.
Wise up. If you're ill, research info to treat whatever ails you via the web. And don't trust doctors. They're drug pushers who killed Elvis, Marilyn and Anna Nicole.
The truth of all things is online, Al. Find it and it will save your life. Don't give up. Grow a brain...and your heart and soul will outlive expectations. Do it for your mouth and its pussy lapping prowess. You have sluts to mow and slits to flow before you sleep.
My God, sir -- you still have fingers and a tongue and a brain -- USE THEM and don't go out a pussy!
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