On the most admired stages of the World, it is astonishing that it should still be necessary to justify obscenity. Right now, in every big city, tens of thousands of yesterday’s and today’s school drop-outs are keeping body and soul together by some form of hustling. Hustling, in this since, means to obtain goods and services by forceful action or persuasion. And hustlers inevitably move into more and more, and worse and worse, illegality and immorality. Full-time hustlers never can relax to appraise what they are doing and where they are bound. As is the case in any jungle, hustler’s every waking hour is lived with both the practical and the subconscious knowledge that if he or she ever relaxes, if he or she ever slows down, the other hungry, restless foxes, ferrets, wolves, and vultures out there with him or her will not hesitate to make one their prey. Hustlers usually rob people by gun point, but now that electronic technology exists, they are able to hack into databases and obtain your private information including credit card numbers, social security numbers, bank statements, and medical record, so they may even call you on the phone and try to persuade you to make a payment on a debt you never created and read by your private information, to make it seem legitimate, and they may even threaten financial and legal penalties. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 7

For what we may still term morals, since it has now become an individual outcome, will not be entirely the same for all individuals. Some hustlers may even actively use the system to try to kidnap high profile people, kids of celebrities and politicians, and virtually hold them captive in their own houses, until they are able to abduct them. Between jobs, hustlers stay high on narcotics to keep from getting nervous. Over they move from place to place, never staying in one location for too long so no one, including the law could catch up with them. Many hustlers actually wear nice suits and work in newsrooms, the mayor’s office, or they may even be members of the city council. Any experienced hustler will tell you that when you get greedy is the quickest road to prison. Hustlers keep “cased” in their head vulnerable places, people, and situations they can perform their next job on when the bankroll  in their pockets begins to get low. Living by their wits, hustlers abuse every faculty that they can just like beasts. All our moralities, indeed, cannot fail to be modifications of a common pattern because we all belong to the same community; but the differences involve a greater degree of mutual understanding and forbearance than when uniform taboos were imposed from outside. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 7

It would seem that for many years there can be no common emotional or intellectual background which may be taken for granted; and if in the result not a little of a man’s power must be spent in creating his own scheme of values, still there is no immediate remedy, for it is in the nature of contemporary thinking that it demands an effort as an individual as it must be unsparingly honest if it is to have any meaning for our generation. So if the people of the old generation now leaving the World are often shocked to see swept away the old rigid taboos they were brought up in, they may leave it in peace. Life, after all, may not have been so hard for them, not so hard, perhaps, as for the younger generation, also, may continue to carry lightly its burden, on youthful shoulders, joyfully creating a new World. The wayfarer in the toilsome path of human life sees, with each returning Sun, some new obstacle to surmount, some new height to be attained. Distances stretch out before him, which, last night, were scarcely taken into account, and the light which gilds all nature with its cheerful beams, seems but to shine upon the weary obstacles that yet lie strewn between him and the grave. Life is full of cares and anxieties; man has occasion for, and a right to make use of, many expedients to make it pass on with tolerable ease. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 7

Obscenity is a permanent element of human social life and corresponds to a deep need of the human mind, or, for all we know to the contrary, of mind generally. Things have grown so tight in Sacramento, California USA that some of these hustlers have been forced to go to work. Even some prostitutes have gotten jobs in office buildings. Many of the jobs these hustlers have gotten would be considered impossible. However, you know they are all connection to someone with political power to get these prestigious jobs and still engage in organized crime. However, it is not confined to any nation or any stage of culture, low or high, savage or civilized. The obscenity definitely exists and is recognized among the peoples we often call “primitive,” and it is joyfully manifested by the greatest men and women of genius among all races. If we realize this fundamental permanence of obscenity we are relieved not merely from an ambiguous intellectual problem, but from a troublesome more task, all the more annoying since, as experience has shown, it is labour in vain. Intellectual discrimination and moral tact remain necessary, but our efforts are no longer bound to be futile when we understand that it is our primary task to revalue obscenity. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 7

Such a task has ceased to be meaningless when we remember that we have already gone far in a corresponding task: the revaluation of sex with which obscenity has so largely been associated or confused. A madam I had come to know—introduced me to a special facet of the night Word. It was the World where, behind locked doors, men and women catered to monied people’s weird sexual tastes. Rich men, middle-aged and beyond, men well past their prime: these were not college boys, these were their Ivy League fathers. Even grandfathers, I guess. I hardly ever knew their identities, but I recognized a few people’s names I happened to hear. Society leaders. Big politicians. Tycoons. Important friends from out of town. City government big shots. All kinds of professional people. Star performing artists. Theatrical and Hollywood celebrities. And, of course, racketeers. Sacramento was their sin-den, their flesh pot They stole off among the middle class, and took off whatever antiseptic, important, dignified masks they wore in their elite World. These were men and women who could afford to spend large amounts of money for two, three, or four hours indulging their strange appetites. #RyanPhillippe 5 of 7

In the realm of the sexual life one is sure to meet with exceptional difficulties which are at present really unsolvable, if one wishes to draw a sharp line between the mere variations within physiological limits and morbid symptoms. Anything they could name, anything they could imagine, anything they could describe, they could do, or could have done to them, just as long as they paid. The quality of the new sexual aim in some of these perversions is such as to require special consideration. Some of the perversions are so remote in content from the normal that we cannot help calling them “morbid.” This is especially true of those in which the sexual instinct, in overcoming the resistances (shame, loathing, fear, and pain), has brought about surprising results (eyes stared at the big black hole, the faces fell slack and the mouths sagged open, licking of feces and violation of cadavers). That girl greased her big Amazon body all over to look until it had a luminous sheen and looked blacker. Her buttocks flexed and swung rhythmically. Her eyes fluttered open, she looked around the room through the prism of light, her eyes resting briefly on each object, touching his body to orient herself with him. She used small, plaited whips, she would draw blood, and she was making herself a small fortune off these old black and white men. Some people liked to cringe on their knees and beg and cry out for mercy under a girl’s whip. #RyanPhillippe 6 of 7

Some of them would pay extra to have people watch them being beaten, as she placed one foot solidly on a chair, in between his thighs. She compared her body to a honey bowl and said that her honey was deep and hot. He curled his toes and moaned, as her breast shook like big balloons in the delta breeze. Then she looked right at me with her glistening crotch, inhaling deeply, as if to draw in my scent, smiling at me, she seemed lost in a dream. I was too light she told me that nearly every white woman in her clientele would  specify “a black one”; sometimes they would say a “real one” meaning black, no brown or golden complexion men. The Lesbian thought up her messenger service idea become of some trade wanted dark black men to come to their homes, at times, carefully arranged by telephone. These women lived in neighborhoods of swanky brownstones, Victorians, and exclusive apartment houses, with doormen dressed like admirals. Doormen would telephone up and hear, “Oh, yes, send him right up, James”; service elevators would speed those neatly dressed black messenger boys right up so that they could “deliver” what had been ordered by some of the most privileged men and women in the city. I would not tell all the things I have seen. And so many of these men held responsible positions; they exercised guidance, influence, and authority over others. Yet, even in these cases, one cannot feel certain of regularly finding among the perpetrators of such acts persons of pronounced abnormalities or insane mind. #RyanPhillippe 7 of 7