Poor John Holmes
Without Prejudice
Just watched a documentary on John Holmes, turns out most people on the planet knew who he was. Isn't that amazing? He was a legend in his own lunchbox and what a lunchbox. His, ahem, appendage, variously measured from 9 to 14" and some say had the consistency of a wet sock. Others said it was the longest, hardest, thickest penis known, ever. It was a great documentary as he was quite a charismatic man.
He was good looking, funny had no shyness or inconsistencies. Well, OK, he had a few. He was more interested in making serious movies, than porn. And his producer allowed the world a little bit of a story line in his porn movies than all that had gone before.
John was always obliging and claimed to have slept with more than 14,000 women. A legend indeed. He hated being known for having the biggest appendage, he didn't exactly want to be remembered for that alone.
He took to drugs with a passion, cocaine mostly, and died from an AIDS related illness. I guess he lived by the sword and died by the sword. He was a prolific liar and even he didn't believe himself in the end. To be a good liar it helps to have a good memory, and he would forget what he said and to who.
But he had such an engaging boyish charm that no one cared anyway, even if he was lying. He was deadly handsome in all American boy way. Smoked like a train and titillated the universe, in so many ways.
I liked him, he was open and funny and self deprecating and I love people that don't take themselves too seriously. He was a young Errol Flynn with blonde curly locks and no moustache.
I first became aware of him when my girls told me about a movie called Boogie Nights. They had seen it at the movies and raved about it, the Dirk Diggler of the huge dick, sadly that was only a prosthesis and not the real thing. But on this documentary it showed the real thing and he would just grab it out at will. And oh, my, word it was a biggie.
Looked like a hunk of salami, flaccid, they didn't show it in its erect state but one can imagine. I had a girlfriend once who went out with a man who she said had one the size and shape of a baseball bat. True! She didn't want to have to go ahead with it all but she did. She said it wasn't great. But there you have it. We are human beings and curiosity often gets the better of us.
There is a fellow actor of John's who does porn tours now and he shows a prosthesis, the size and shape of John Holmes and hangs it over his head. Just as John did to him once. He makes money from the tours and he is a lively chatterbox about the 70's porn era and has great fun in the remembering.
Porn was illegal then in the 70's and could be shown at XXX theatres for all to see. But you couldn't be caught making one, how hypocritical is that? I can imagine good uptight citizens going to see them, men and women in those day on a Saturday night but condemning the making of them. Ah, how curious we are as Human Beings.
Poor John, he died in a VA hospital at 43, he had served in the army as a young man for 3 years and he contributed to environmental charities most of his life. I guess he thought he was going to live forever. He did make one gay porn movie and all the male members from that particular movied died from Aids related ilnesses. The scourge disease of the 80's.
It's a sad story, ultimately and an interesting one in consideration of the fact that just about everyone on the planet knew the name John Holmes or Johnny Wadd and what he was famour for.
Love Janette
Just watched a documentary on John Holmes, turns out most people on the planet knew who he was. Isn't that amazing? He was a legend in his own lunchbox and what a lunchbox. His, ahem, appendage, variously measured from 9 to 14" and some say had the consistency of a wet sock. Others said it was the longest, hardest, thickest penis known, ever. It was a great documentary as he was quite a charismatic man.
He was good looking, funny had no shyness or inconsistencies. Well, OK, he had a few. He was more interested in making serious movies, than porn. And his producer allowed the world a little bit of a story line in his porn movies than all that had gone before.
John was always obliging and claimed to have slept with more than 14,000 women. A legend indeed. He hated being known for having the biggest appendage, he didn't exactly want to be remembered for that alone.
He took to drugs with a passion, cocaine mostly, and died from an AIDS related illness. I guess he lived by the sword and died by the sword. He was a prolific liar and even he didn't believe himself in the end. To be a good liar it helps to have a good memory, and he would forget what he said and to who.
But he had such an engaging boyish charm that no one cared anyway, even if he was lying. He was deadly handsome in all American boy way. Smoked like a train and titillated the universe, in so many ways.
I liked him, he was open and funny and self deprecating and I love people that don't take themselves too seriously. He was a young Errol Flynn with blonde curly locks and no moustache.
I first became aware of him when my girls told me about a movie called Boogie Nights. They had seen it at the movies and raved about it, the Dirk Diggler of the huge dick, sadly that was only a prosthesis and not the real thing. But on this documentary it showed the real thing and he would just grab it out at will. And oh, my, word it was a biggie.
Looked like a hunk of salami, flaccid, they didn't show it in its erect state but one can imagine. I had a girlfriend once who went out with a man who she said had one the size and shape of a baseball bat. True! She didn't want to have to go ahead with it all but she did. She said it wasn't great. But there you have it. We are human beings and curiosity often gets the better of us.
There is a fellow actor of John's who does porn tours now and he shows a prosthesis, the size and shape of John Holmes and hangs it over his head. Just as John did to him once. He makes money from the tours and he is a lively chatterbox about the 70's porn era and has great fun in the remembering.
Porn was illegal then in the 70's and could be shown at XXX theatres for all to see. But you couldn't be caught making one, how hypocritical is that? I can imagine good uptight citizens going to see them, men and women in those day on a Saturday night but condemning the making of them. Ah, how curious we are as Human Beings.
Poor John, he died in a VA hospital at 43, he had served in the army as a young man for 3 years and he contributed to environmental charities most of his life. I guess he thought he was going to live forever. He did make one gay porn movie and all the male members from that particular movied died from Aids related ilnesses. The scourge disease of the 80's.
It's a sad story, ultimately and an interesting one in consideration of the fact that just about everyone on the planet knew the name John Holmes or Johnny Wadd and what he was famour for.
Love Janette
