Mi carrera en el porno, por Chris Nieratko

Posiblemente, una de las historias mas divertidas que he leido ultimamente.

Chris tiene 21 años y, tras probar suerte como stocker en Wall Street (1 day) y editor en la Disney (two weeks), consigue un contrato como editor en una agencia de revistas porno dirigidas a un publico entradito en años. Recien salido de la universidad, adicto a la cocaina y totalmente perdido en el mundo de la edicion informatica, su vida se volvio muy complicada.

No marcamos a esas. Al publico les gustan esas. The next week I got a spread with a 50-year-old lady spreading her asshole with a hemorrhoid dangling out. I again circled it and again was told to leave it be. There was also the layout with the girl and her visible tampon string that "people like." I was so confused. I hadn't hit my real deviant sexual peak yet. I thought I was kinky because I stuck baseball bats in girls' pussies. I began to think something was wrong with me since I didn't find tampon strings, zits, and hemorrhoids sexy. When the most disgusting pictorial ever showed up on my desk to be corrected, I didn't touch it. I figured I had a lot to learn about fetishes, and looking at these photos of a gray-haired 77-year-old (I wish I was kidding you) on her knees reaching around and fingering her pruned asshole, I just assumed, "People like this."

My instincts were right but I still got chewed out. "Are you fucking blind?" the publisher asked. I twisted the arm of my glasses in my hand to emphasize that, yes, my vision isn't exactly 20/20. She threw the pages down on my desk. "Now tell me what's wrong with this photo." I went with the obvious answer. "It's a 77-year-old fingering her ass?" "No," she said, "people like that. She's wearing Nikes! We can't have name-brand logos in the magazines. We'll get sued.

Las hemorroides son una cosa. El copyright otra, bien distinta.