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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Women in Prison – Portrayals of Lesbians in Vintage Men’s Adventure Magazines (Part 3)

I’ll start this third post in my series about the depiction of lesbians in vintage men’s adventure magazines with a startling revelation from a story in the December 1964 issue of MAN’S EPIC, an issue that features a great WWII damsels-in-distress painting by Bruce Minney on its cover.

(Here are links to the first post and the second post from the series, in case you missed them.)

That story, titled “THE LESBIAN EPIDEMIC, OUR NATIONAL SHAME,” explains that when male prison guards beat women prisoners “this sort of thing...contributes to a common anti-male feeling held by lesbians.”

Ya think?

OK. That’s not really a startling revelation. But I did have a revelation while reading this old MAN’S EPIC exposé.

Most men’s pulp mag stories about lesbians have sensationalized titles, headlines and subheads and are illustrated with titillating photos or artwork.

But underneath the usual pulp-sleaze hype, some stories about lesbians in prison made serious points regarding the need for prison reform and almost seem ahead of their time. At least, on that front.

For example, “THE LESBIAN EPIDEMIC” story ends by noting that the United States was spending billions to keep both male and female inmates in shamefully-operated prisons and concludes: “Reform would be infinitely cheaper.”

In its view of homosexuality, however, the story is a reflection of its time.

The author, Aldo Saxon (probably a pseudonym), describes lesbianism as a depraved mental disease that should — and could — be cured.

Aldo writes:

      ...prisons are breeding grounds for the practice of depravity and the recruitment of young innocents to the “queer world.” We must be willing to recognize lesbianism as an illness and treat its sufferers accordingly. Certainly, additional psychiatric help is indicated.

An earlier story from the April 1958 issue of MEN magazine, “WOMEN WITHOUT MEN,” is similarly progressive on the need for prison reform. (BTW, the cover of that issue features a nice WWII action painting by the great Mort Kunstler.) 

The story in MEN is a first hand account written by a woman who worked as a matron (i.e., a guard) at the New Jersey State Prison for Women — a facility popularly called the Clinton Farms Reformatory for Women back when the belief that prisons could “reform” inmates was more prevalent than the idea that prisons themselves needed reforming to achieve that goal.

There’s an intense photo of a young girl behind bars on the first page of the story that reminds me of the poster for Linda Blair’s notorious girls’ reform school movie BORN INNOCENT (1974).

There’s also a scary-sounding subhead on the second page that blares: “They live in a world of their own—a savage, lonely world, full of violent hungers and strange desires.”

Ironically, the other photos and the story itself make Clinton Farms seem pretty mild compared to the harsh images popularized by mid-20th Century women in prison films.

The article’s discussion of lesbianism is straightforward and amazingly unsensationalized. The author, credited as “J. Biddle,” tells us:

     At its worst, it dominates prisons that I've heard about, where masculine types—“boy-girls,” they're called—actually line up new young girls and choose the ones they will “marry.” At its best, no such overt acts occur but the presence of homosexuality is sensed nevertheless, a dark underground stream that cannot be dammed…
     Only a few of the girls are lesbians when they arrive. Many are completely ignorant of it. Others are determined to resist it.
     Yet unavoidable pressures force them toward it. A new arrival is lost and miserable in unfamiliar surroundings. For a girl, even more than for a boy, the natural thing is to find a friend among the inmates who will help her learn the ropes.

There’s nothing like BORN INNOCENT’s infamous rape with a broomstick handle in “WOMEN WITHOUT MEN.” There are no lurid tales of guards abusing the inmates.

And, you can’t help but notice that some of the photos seem out-of-sync with a story that’s supposed to be about “violent hungers and strange desires.”

One shows a group of spiffily-uniformed female inmates roller skating outdoors. Another shows some young ladies playing cards.

A third photo shows two women scrubbing floors. According to the caption, that pic proves the inmates at Clinton “aren’t mollycoddled.” The caption also helpfully explains that scrubbing floors “gives each girl a sense of responsibility.”

Not surprisingly, the women in prison stories published in men’s pulp magazines during the 1970s tend to be a bit more extreme than “WOMEN WITHOUT MEN.”

In the ‘70s, such stories were often like the “caged women” sexploitation movies of that era.

Some have the tongue-in-cheek flair of “chicks in chains” cult films like the early Jonathan Demme classics BLACK MAMA, WHITE MAMA (1973) and CAGED HEAT (1974).

A good example is the story “SEX WAS THE ONLY THING I LEARNED IN PRISON” in the April 1971 issue of MAN’S WORLD.

It’s a sensationalistic “as told to” yarn written by Alex Austin.

Austin was a versatile author who wrote hundreds of stories for men’s adventure magazines in the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s.

He also wrote several novels and edited some interesting story anthologies for Lion Library, the paperback sub of one of the biggest publishers of men’s adventure magazines, Magazine Management. (You can read more about Austin’s work in this previous MensPulpMags.com post.)

The MAN’S WORLD story was (supposedly) told to Austin by a hard-bitten, world-weary prostitute who spent time in several women’s prisons.

The opening paragraphs are eloquently gritty:

     Now I know what cattle must feel like, crowded together in box cars, on their way to the slaughterhouse. Nobody cares about the cattle. Nobody cares about women in prison either. It’s as simple as that. I guess most people can’t get themselves worked up about what goes on in the prisons. They figure any woman who gets herself behind bars must be no good, a bum—so why sweat! Maybe they say, “Oh, it’s too bad ...” Then they go to the movies or have a few drinks and go to bed.
    Well, I'm not trying to plead any case for a lot of innocent lilies or anything like that. But the first night I spent in New York’s Women's House of Detention, I saw a nineteen-year-old kid raped by a bull dyke who'd give Cassius Clay a run for his money. The kid was in for demonstrating about something. I don't know what. It was the dyke's fourteenth arrest.
     This sort of thing happens in women's prisons everywhere. I should know. I've been in enough of them.

Grim stuff. However, like CAGED HEAT, this story has an air of sly, pulpy humor.

I’m not sure if the full-page photo of the scantily-clad young lady with the prison bars is part of the intentional humor. It may be unintentional. Either way, it’s pretty funny.

She looks more like a Victoria’s Secret model than a prison inmate. And, her image is obviously superimposed over the shot of the prison bars, in a pre-Photoshop paste-up job that makes the bars look out of scale.

I wonder if the poor, unfortunate lass had to scrub the floors like the inmates at the Clinton Farms Reformatory for Women. And, did she have to wear that revealing torn slip as she scrubbed away?

Hmmm. I can see it in my mind’s eye. It’s definitely the kind of horrifying image that would spur prison reform. Yessiree!

My co-editor on the WEASELS RIPPED MY FLESH! and HE-MEN, BAG MEN AND NYMPHOS story anthologies, Wyatt Doyle, noticed another funny thing about this story that reflects his vast knowledge of obscure movies.

The photo in the middle of the two-page spread is actually a still from cult filmmaker Andy Milligan’s lost potboiler KISS ME, KISS ME, KISS ME! (1968).

Indeed, all three photos in that spread reflect the fact that men’s adventure magazine editors commonly repurposed totally unrelated stock photos and uncredited movie stills in the “true stories” they published.

Coming up: a look a story that really might have horrified men who read men’s adventure magazines — “THE SHOCKING SCANDAL OF SUBURBIA’S LESBIAN WIVES,” from the December 1973 issue of MAN’S STORY.

For the complete experience, you can click this link or the link below to download and read that entire issue.

[And here are links to Part 1, Part 2 and Part 4 of this series about “Lesbians in Men’s Adventure Magazines”]

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Click here to download a complete copy
of MAN’S STORY, December 1973

Featuring great pulp art by Norman Saunders, John Duillo and Bruce Minney, and wild stories like “The Mafia’s Orgy Island Paradise,” “Terror’s Handmaidens for the Blood Fiend of Toledo,” “I Joined a Kinky Passion Cult” and (gasp!) “The Shocking Scandal of Suburbia's Lesbian Wives.”

MAN'S STORY, December 1973, cover & stories

Sunday, October 7, 2012

“Lesbians on the Prowl!”– Portrayals of Lesbians in Vintage Men’s Adventure Magazines (Part 2)

My previous post here explored some historically interesting stories about lesbians published in the 1950s, such as “The Sin You Don’t Dare Talk About” from the August 1957 issue of ADVENTURE magazine.

Today’s post features some more intriguing stories about lesbians from vintage men’s adventure magazines.

Three are included in the forthcoming anthology WEASELS RIPPED MY FLESH, a collection of classic stories from men’s pulp mags that I put together with Wyatt Doyle.

It’s scheduled to be published this month by Wyatt’s indie publishing house New Texture. (Other New Texture writers include Josh Alan Friedman, Chris D. and Donna Lethal, all incredibly talented people I’m proud to be associated with.)

One of the stories Wyatt and I picked for the WEASELS anthology is “I Went to a Lesbian Party,” originally published in the May 1964 issue of ALL MAN.

This titillating tale is portrayed as a true, first-hand exposé, supposedly written by a straight female reporter named Joanne Beardon. (In reality, that’s almost certainly a pseudonym used by some male pulp mag writer).

During the course of the story, Joanne attends a lesbian soirée and (gasp) finds herself unexpectedly attracted to one of the winsome partygoers.

Another wild yarn in the WEASELS anthology is “I Was a Lesbian for the FBI.”

That gonzo masterpiece comes from the April 1962 of TARGET magazine.

The story title is a play on “I Was a Communist for the FBI,” the name of a popular book and McCarthy-era movie that has become a cult classic.

In the case of the TARGET story, the undercover operative infiltrates a criminal ring rather than a Communist cell. And, the “lesbian” is a man dressed in drag.

Of course, he’s really the kind of manly man who can make a poor, misguided lesbo want to convert. (Fulfilling one of the favorite fantasies of the manly men who read men’s pulp adventure magazines.)

The third story about lesbians Wyatt and I picked for WEASELS RIPPED MY FLESH is “She Doesn’t Want You.”

This bubble-bursting story about prostitutes was penned by the award-winning, best-selling crime and mystery author Lawrence Blockbefore he became an award-winning crime and mystery author.

In the 1950s and 1960s, Block honed his skills and helped pay his bills by selling spicy stories to several men’s pulp mags under the pen name Sheldon Lord.

He also used that same pseudonym (and others) for a long list of erotic “sleaze paperbacks” he wrote from the late Fifties to the late Sixties. (Not surprisingly, some of them featured lesbians, like the racy 1962 pulp paperback THE THIRD WAY.)

“She Doesn’t Want You” is an early “Sheldon Lord” story from the June 1958 issue of REAL MEN magazine.

In Block’s recent autobiographical book AFTERTHOUGHTS (which I highly recommend), he recalled the origin of his Sheldon Lord pen name.

       “I’d first used the name when I had two stories slated for the same issue of one of the digest-sized detective story magazines. The editor wanted to use a pen name on one of the stories, and I came up with Sheldon Lord...
       I’d known a girl at Antioch College named Marcia Lord, and I really liked her last name. And I liked the name Sheldon, too, though I can’t offhand think of anyone who bore it. Sheldon Lord. I used it on that second short story, and I used it on a batch of articles I wrote for a couple of male adventure magazines. (I mean, would you want your own name on “Reinhard Heydrich, Blond Beast of the SS”? Well, neither would I.)”

(NOTE TO SELF: Find Lawrence Block’s pseudonymous story “Reinhard Heydrich, Blond Beast of the SS” and ask him if we can reprint it in Volume II of WEASELS RIPPED MY FLESH. It sounds like a classic.)

In “She Doesn’t Want You,” Block explains to the apparently clueless readers of REAL MEN that many prostitutes are probably faking the apparent pleasure they show when serving their male customers.

“Surprised?” he writes. “You shouldn’t be. If you’ve read your Kinsey, you’d know that an amazingly high percentage of this country’s prostitutes are lesbians. They get their wages from men — and their love from each other.”

To add a greater air of credibility to some of the sex-related stories and paperbacks he wrote in his younger days, Block adopted a phony medical moniker — Benjamin Morse, M.D. (sometimes given as “Dr. Benjamin Morse”).

That’s the pen name used for the story “Lesbians on the Prowl,” published in the May 1962 issue of SEE FOR MEN (which has a great cover painting by artist George Gross).

The story is actually adapted from Block’s Kinseyesque sexology paperback THE LESBIAN, a “study of female homosexuality” published in 1962 by Monarch Books.

Although Block is not a doctor, his works as Dr. Morse do sound quite authoritative. And, like the writings of many real medical experts and non-experts in the mid-20th century, “Lesbians on the Prowl” reflects the common beliefs and prejudices of the era regarding lesbians.

In a tone that ranges from somewhat scholarly to breathlessly pulpy, it explains why some girls turn to the “abnormal” practice of homosexuality, saying:

       ...a great variety of factors will lead girls into the twilight world of lesbianism. Psychologically, a perversion of the Oedipus complex in which the mother receives the sexual admiration normally directed toward the father is a most common and most nearly universal cause. But other factors are also likely to come into play.
       A hatred for the entire male sex, deriving perhaps from a rape or a similar traumatic experience, will frequently crystallize into homosexuality. Tomboy behavior in adolescence, especially when encouraged by parents who “wanted a boy anyway,” will oftentimes have similar results...
       Girls who attend private boarding schools where they remain exclusively in the company of other girls are most prone to develop into lesbians, since the essentially artificial environment of such an institution fosters homosexuality, the only outlet available. In several exclusive New England finishing schools, for example, there is a lesbian underground sorority which embraces from a quarter to a third of the student body. Promising younger girls are elaborately seduced by older girls and are initiated into the practice. One of these sororities has been in existence without interruption for the better part of a century.

One of the things many red-blooded, “normal” American men wondered in the 1960s was “How many of them there homo lesbos dykes are out there anyway?”

“Dr. Morse” provides an answer, based on his own, er, experience:

       According to Kinsey’s statistics, perhaps forty per cent of the women in the country have homosexual contacts at one time or another in the course of their lives. But one swallow doesn’t make a summer, and one night in bed with another girl does not assign a girl forever into the homosexual camp. On the basis of my own experience, I would tend to believe that fifteen to twenty per cent of the women in this country are practicing lesbians, but such a figure is open to argument. One cannot conduct a census.

Presumably, the assumption that one could “not conduct a census” was based on the not unreasonable belief that few men or women at the time would openly admit to being gay, given the social prejudice that existed.

Like many gay sexposé articles in men’s adventure magazines, “Lesbians on the Prowl” claims the incidence of homosexuality is growing.

However, unlike most, it does not lay the blame on the erosion of traditional values and the growth of liberal, commie-pinko hedonism.

Instead, it puts forth a theory that would shock members of some conservative anti-gay groups.

Block/Morse writes:

       ...both lesbianism and male homosexuality are growing, particularly in large metropolitan areas. Authorities have theorized that the growth of homosexuality and the concomitant growth of right-wing politics are linked, both of them an expression in a sense of cultural sado-masochism. Be that as it may, it is certainly true that homosexuality is more often found in ultraconservative and fascist movements. Ernst Roehm’s brownshirt followers in Nazi Germany are an obvious case in point.

Perhaps the ultimate tribute to Block’s writing skills (and chutzpah) is that Dr. Morse was actually cited as a real expert by other writers.

For example, in the story “Exposed: The Newest Spawning Grounds for Lesbians,” published in the February 1966 issue of WORLD OF MEN, author Charles Beach wrote:

       A psychiatrist conducting a probe of mid-western high schools and colleges stated flatly: “The girl who gets through high school without a breath of homosexuality touching her is rare. But if she does manage this feat, she will not escape it in college.”
       Noted authority on youth problems, Dr. Benjamin Morse wrote: “One certain aspect of homosexuality in the high school environment is that it is kept hidden at all costs. While a sizable percentage of teenagers do have homosexual affairs, most of these do not come to light until later in life. Few are brought into the open by parents or school authorities. Such relationships are concealed and maintained in the guise of friendships, and since close friendships are a healthy feature of adolescent life, they are rarely viewed with suspicion.”

Coming up in the next post, stories focusing on a favorite male fantasy topic involving lesbians: women in prison.

In the meantime, you can read another Sixties sexposé about lesbians by clicking this link to download a PDF copy of the December 1964 issue of MAN’S EPIC magazine.

It features the shocking story of “The Lesbian Epidemic — Our National Shame” along with many other over-the-top articles and pulp fiction yarns, including: “The Wild Escape of the Hungarian Harlots,” “Chained Nudes for the Devil's Dungeon,” “The Rebel Nymphos Who Sank a Yankee Flotilla,” “Sin: Suburbia's Favorite Sport” and “Love in a Suitcase Confessions of a Convention Queen.”

It also has a great cover by Bruce Minney and cool interior illustrations by John Duillo and Norm Eastman.

[Here are links to Part 1, Part 3 and Part 4 in this series about “Lesbians in Men’s Adventure Magazines]

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Click here to download a complete copy
of MAN’S EPIC, December 1964

Featuring the historically interesting sexposé about lesbians,
“The Lesbian Epidemic,” PLUS wild tales about “The Devil’s Dungeon,” “Rebel Nymphos” in the Civil War and more…

MAN'S EPIC, December 1964 contents scans

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