Steven Toushin interview ynot.com

You’ve been in the adult entertainment industry for (ahem) quite a bit of time — especially gay entertainment. How did you first get involved

How did I get started in porn?

How I got started is somewhat of a long story so I will shorten it up a bit. In 1966, I left New York and started traveling, working my way around the country. (My initial goal was to see Marlene Dietrich up at Expo). In the summer of 1968, I stopped in Chicago. I only meant to stay for a few weeks, but I wound up getting a job managing the Aardvark Theater in Piper’s Alley in Old Town, the Greenwich Village of Chicago.
The Aardvark showed avant-garde, experimental, and documentary films and, when it could afford them, classic films like The Red Balloon, Bicycle Thief, etc. All of the shows were little-known films that produced only a modest return. Many of the films also played at college film festivals and art houses; for example, Titicut Follies, a story about life inside a Massachusetts institution for mentally ill criminals. Gay-themed films included Kenneth Anger’s Scorpio Rising, The Queen (about a drag queen contest), Bob Dylan’s documentary called Don’t Look Back, and films that portrayed nudity. Nudity did extremely well at the box office.

In1969, I played Jack Smith’s Flaming Creatures, which was a gay-themed film with nudity. The City of Chicago didn’t like Flaming Creatures and consequently, it became my first obscenity bust. Then in 1970, right before the beginning of the hardcore X-rated film era, I became a partner in the group I had previously been working for. At that point, I expanded from one theater into three theaters. When the opportunity presented itself to show I Am Curious Yellow, a well-known commercial film with a dubious reputation and legal history, I jumped at the opportunity without a second thought. As it turned out, Curious Yellow was my second obscenity arrest, this one taking place at the Festival Theater in Indianapolis.

I don’t stand on a soap box speaking about first amendment issues, but I do quietly practice what I believe in. I felt the arrest for showing Flaming Creatures was absurd. It didn’t hurt or cause harm to anyone, so why was the film a problem? My customers had to be over the age of eighteen to see the film and they also had the choice of whether to see it or not. I was annoyed. I didn’t like the fact that the government and other people were dictating their views and their ideas of right and wrong on me. Censorship is inherently evil and will destroy a democracy when people in power have a need to control ideas, thoughts, dissent, expression, sexual expression, and morality with punishment.

My feeling is simple – people who have a need to control the thoughts, ideas and expressions of others when they find them objectionable are the enemies of a democracy. Neither the government nor any individual should have the right or power to control any form of speech. No one should have the ability to punish others for expressing something just because they don’t like it or because they oppose, object to, or feel threatened by it.

So far, I have been arrested twice for obscenity and, yes, I knew the legal consequences of my actions. Since I wasn’t afraid of being arrested, I made a decision that led to my full-time involvement in the Adult Industry. It was in 1970 that the first commercial, hardcore, XXX-rated, pornographic sex film became available, and that was the year I began showing adult films, both straight and gay. My first adult film was Alex DeRenzy’s Pornography in Denmark: A New Approach (aka Censorship in Denmark, aka Denmark Without Censorship IMDB) in Chicago and Indianapolis. At the time, this film was also playing in New York, San Francisco, and Los Angeles.

Can you share any interesting tales that took place with you or Bijou or with another one of your businesses?

I always remember with fondness my first gay pride parade. It was in 1974 – I think it was the 3rd or 4th Gay Pride parade in Chicago – it was a much smaller parade then than it is today and covered half the distance. One of my businesses at the time was a bathhouse called “Gay Broadway,” so I entered a float in the parade. My float was a one-and-a-half yard garbage dumpster and it was positioned at the very end of the parade. I put a sign on the dumpster that read, “Get Down and Dirty, Be Trashy at Gay Broadway.” There were eight of us pulling and pushing that dumpster while people along the parade route were throwing their trash into it. In turn, we were throwing the trash back at the crowd. For about three hours, we had our own party going on with about 100 people hanging around the dumpster. It was truly a wonderful parade/party that, for us, lasted all through the night.
How has the Internet Age changed business at the Bijou Theater and Bijou Video?

Bijou Theater

At the moment, it is more than the Internet that has changed the adult industry and my businesses; it’s also the recession. The Bijou theater and sex club is a brick and mortar business. I can’t complain, but for 37 years business was very good, then about 4 years ago (2007) it started to slow down. There are many reasons for the slow down: There is less tourism and less convention business in Chicago; higher gas prices means fewer gay men are traveling from the suburbs to Chicago and fewer men are traveling on the weekends to party in the big city; the recession has changed people’s spending habits; and then there is AIDS which took away almost two generations of men during the 1980’s and 1990’s.

To compound the decrease in theater business, my operating expenses have significantly increased, not only salaries, but also utilities, insurance, real-estate taxes, city and state taxes, etc. Along with the decrease in revenue, this has made life very tough.

To my brick-and-mortar situation, let’s now add Internet porn, including match sites, webcam, reality voyeur sex, VOD, free porn tube sites, etc. All of this adds up to a lot of mental masturbation. Technology has altered people’s cruising habits and it has created a new world of non-face-to-face sex, which seems to have become the norm. The Internet seems to have caused people to lose the art of real-life social and sexual interaction.
Both the current financial climate and the Internet have also affected the gay bar social scene. Many of Chicago’s bar owners are experiencing the same drop in customers, for the same reasons. In fact, bars are asking their customers to please put away their cell phones while in the bar in an effort to get people to interact with each other.

Overall, the Bijou is still in business after 41 years because there are still some men who want to go out and meet other men so they can have real spontaneous sex.

Bijou Classic films and Bijouworld.com

The Internet has reshaped the world of porn; it has changed the way people communicate, how they find each other, and how they satisfy their sexual needs. For 30 years, there was a high demand for porn (video, magazines) but limited distribution and outlets. Over the last decade, the Internet has given pornographers the ability to deliver an extraordinary amount of sexual entertainment to a world-wide audience. The Internet has drastically altered the sex industry’s philosophy from physical distribution to individual stores, to mass distribution from a single web site with the ability to change and provide fresh content daily that will reach a world-wide audience of millions at minimal cost.

The Internet has helped Bijou reach a larger audience, and it has helped propel Bijou’s product/brand to areas of the world I never would have reached before. But it has also has made it easier for anyone to bring sexual content to the market place. The ease of creating and distributing sexual content has created massive amounts of it being offered to the general public. So distinguishing my name and brand to the world-wide viewing and buying public is a great challenge.

When did the niche of Classic come about, and what is a Classic film?

Before 2000, there wasn’t a category called “classics.” What we call classics today were called “catalog” before 2000. The word classic was sometimes used in the straight world (VCA’s, Caballero’s Debbie Does Dallas, etc.) to signify that the company had been in business for a while and always had good quality catalog. But the term classic was never used in the gay film/video world except for Bijou.

I fought hard to create the gay classic genre because I own most of the better films of the 1970′s and 1980′s. Because I stopped making/producing new films in 1996, I wasn’t about to sell my films for catalog prices of $2-$4. I never sold cheap films; I always kept value in my product and I promoted that value. That is why I sell large quantities of films that have been on the market for 20 to 30 years. Since I dealt mostly in the world of gay stores, mail order companies and my own retail customer base, I knew people who understood the value and saleability of my films. Outside of this world, it was a tough fight.
To promote the gay classics genre to a larger audience outside of my small narrow world required VOD sites like Naked Sword and AEBN, along with larger retailing sites like HisXpress and TLA Video. These businesses helped me create the genre by putting the classics category on their web sites for me. It also took me about five years of fighting with distributors and stores outside of my network to pay a better price for what they called “catalog.”

Before long, other companies realized the value in this new genre and started putting out films they called “classics,” “lost classics,” “classic bare-backing,” and “pre-condom.” Most of these companies called anything classic just to make an extra buck, but most of what they put out is garbage. There are several companies today that do have true classic films from the 1970′s and 1980′s and they are very good.

Up until 1994, I knew all of the gay porn films that were made because I produced an annual 2000-page catalog called the Bijou Video Catalog (first published in 1984) also known as “the Bible of Gay Video.” My catalog reviewed all gay films except for compilations, so I know who is lying about their so-called classic films. I know who is putting out the 1980′s garbage compilations and calling them classics, who has changed the names of their films, and who is calling films from the 1990′s a classic.

Most companies who do have classic films have not spent much time or effort restoring them because, for them, it is all about keeping costs minimal. The quality of my film restoration process at Bijou depends on the condition of the original source material. My restoration process can take a week (40 hours ) to seven weeks (280 hours) for a single film.

What is the time period that constitutes the gay classic film era? I consider films from the 1970′s to 1988 as classic films in general. The 1970′s were the Golden age when movies were shot on 16mm film, they had a story line, and models had a certain look, a natural look. The 1980′s brought the video era which tried to capture the 1970′s look, but the films were more sexually oriented and slicker in appearance. The styles from both the 1970’s and 1980’s will never be made again. Some of the better filmmakers and stars from that time are: The Gage Brothers Trilogy, Hand in Hand films, Steve Scott (director), J.Brian (director), Tom DeSimone (director), Al Parker (actor/director), Jack Wrangler (actor), Richard Locke (actor), William Higgins (director), and Matt Sterling (director). Some of the 8mm film companies are: Brentwood, Falcon, Colt, Oddessy, and Magnum Griffin.

Have you seen a resurgence of interest in classic porn? Yes or no – why do you think that is?
Since I worked hard to convince people that there is a market for this niche/category of classic films, I’ve seen growth and increased sales of my films every year. I have also experienced growth of customer interest in the filmmakers, stars, and of that era in general. From all of my conversation with customers young and old, I believe the growth is due to many reasons. For younger viewers, it’s often sexual camp that is erotic, a very different style of sexual filmmaking, and more natural looking men.

Older customers remember the films from NOVA, Brentwood, Hand In Hand, Al Parker, and Jack Wrangler. They know these classics offer a different sexual experience than today’s porn. The older films are not slick; they are not as super-up-close dick-in-the-ass clinical; they don’t have the clone look; and they’re not narcissistic porn. What you get with classic porn is the combination of close-up shots, but you also get to be a voyeur – you get to see people’s reactions. A good example is the film The Bigger the Better (1984). By anyone’s standards, this is a great film. Matt Ramsey fucking Rick Donovan over the school desk is an all-time great scene (as well as the bathroom scene at the end). Every time someone has written an all-time best porn list, The Bigger the Better is always in the top ten on a list of 50 or 100 films. For the last 30 years, it has never ceased to amaze me how many copies I continue to sell, year after year, of Screenplay, A Few Good Men, Wanted, Inches, The Bigger the Better, Below the Belt, Getting it, Drive, Blacklode and countless others – and my market continues to grow.

Gay classic films offer a different sexual feel which many men today have not experienced, so the audience will continue to grow as long as the customer doesn’t feel cheated by what other companies are offering as “classics.”

How do you feel about barebacking?

My rules for sex are very simple – you can do anything you want, which means no limitations, from eating shit, to extreme bondage, to fucking your entire family, to watching paint dry on a wall, as long as there is mutual consent with your partner or partners. But there are three simple restrictions: No underage children, no permanent harm and, regarding animals, you can’t fuck the animal but the animal can fuck you. Barebacking violates permanent harm.
Barebacking is all about money, strictly money with no thought or consideration about the health and well-being of the performers who are injecting their cum into someone else’s body and potentially infecting that person for the first time or mixing HIV strains. For some companies, the emphasis is on someone being a cum-dump (during better times, there is nothing wrong with cum dumping) which multiplies the mixing of strains. Later on, when that cum-dump performer is having unprotected sex off the set with others, he is spreading a particularly dangerous form of HIV. Most barebacking films emphasize clinical close-up shots to dramatize the fact that performers are not using condoms; the concept of good sex is immaterial.

The tragedy I see in barebacking is that the filmmakers have no thought about being responsible to the performers or to the viewing public. As a constant stream of barebacking films has entered the market place, the viewing public, the gay community, began to interpret that HIV/AIDS is no longer a serious issue. The makers of barebacking films justify them with the most absurd reasoning, one justification being the talents’ freedom of choice. But as long as the viewing public wants these films, there are distributors, VOD sites, and retailers who will demand and provide the product.

I was there at the beginning of the AIDS crises and lived through the worst of an era that decimated the gay film industry as well as the gay community at large during the 1980′s and 1990′s. I dealt with the AIDS crises in San Francisco with my sex club, Savages, and in Chicago at the Bijou, along with bathhouses, adult bookstores with peepshow booths, and gay bars with back rooms. I’ve also had to deal with many of my employees who became infected with HIV and many who died of AIDS. So to answer your question, I don’t like barebacking – it is irresponsible and harmful filmmaking.

Let me give you a little background on how barebacking films came about. There were two men who wanted to make adult films, but the competition for new people/companies to break into the industry, to get noticed by distributors and the buying public, was very difficult. So to get immediate attention in the gay film industry from distributors, retailers, Internet consumers, the buying public and the gay press, these two men decided to violate the unwritten policy of respecting the health and well-being of the performers. This golden rule was simple – do not put the talent in harm’s way by risking the spread of HIV, and do not deceive the gay community through the visual illusion that HIV/AIDS is not a problem anymore.

These two men got the publicity/notoriety they wanted by breaking the unwritten policy, the self-regulated golden rule of sex performers using condoms while making films. Their attitude of “Why should I give a fuck what happens to the talent? It’s their choice whether or not to be in my film,” has spread throughout the industry and it has become very entrenched in today’s barebacking philosophy – it’s all about the money and nothing else.

Bijou’s barebacking policy is that I do not sell barebacking films in any of my companies, and I do not exhibit barebacking films on the screen at the Bijou
Theater. I’ve had an anti-barebacking statement on my website since 2004, which I also sent out to the press in 2005. Barebacking does not include pre-condom films which are called “pre-condom,” “classic” or “vintage” films. I’m not being hypocritical. In the 1970′s, HIV/AIDS was not an issue. When HIV/AIDS became an issue during the 1980’s and when it was finally understood, around 1991, that’s when the golden rule, the policy of using condoms went into effect throughout the industry. But you can’t just throw away, you don’t destroy your history just because the world has changed.
Of note, one of the owners of the company that first came out with barebacking films, who also coined the phrase “barebacking” starting in 1999 with their first film – he died with AIDS in 2010, although the immediate cause of his death was cancer.

Have you noticed any particular difference between the gay adult entertainment world and the other communities you’ve been part of — especially in regards to freedom of expression and sexuality?

I live and work in the vast world of sexuality. One aspect of my world is that I have a sex club that is open 24/7, so I live in the real time world of sexual desire and sexual spontaneity. For 26 years, another part of my world was making and producing sex films. These two worlds are very different.
A sex film records a prepared moment of time between people on viewable media. For the most part, sex films are not random recordings of spontaneous lust between people involved in sexual acts so they don’t record people’s spontaneous, unscripted responses to those sexual acts. The sex in a sex film starts off as a prepared performance – the filmmaker hopes that the performers will lose all of their inhibitions and become immersed in what they’re doing, that their performance will be enhanced by the excitement of exhibitionism, so he can capture genuinely spontaneous, lustful sex performances, but it rarely happens. The sex and lust that occur in a sex club are spontaneous so they’re more exciting for the voyeur.

Regarding freedom of expression and sexuality in the real, everyday world, Chicago is unique. Over the last 20 years, Chicago has been the sexual mecca of the U.S, even though you wouldn’t think that to be the case. In San Francisco, Dr. Silverman, Director of the S.F. Health Department, closed down the bathhouses, bookstore peepshows, and the Gloryhole Palaces in 1984. (Savages a sex theater/sex club that I owned at 220 Jones Street was also closed down at that time.) Today, there are a only few places in San Francisco that still exist for sexual encounters, like Blow Buddies and the Knob Hill Theater. In New York, mayor Giuliani also closed down most of the sexual places. However, in Chicago, each and every mayor has left the gay bars and sex businesses alone – extraordinary isn’t it! Today, Chicago has bathhouses, over 40 gay bars, sex shops, lesbian sex shops, the Bijou Theater and sex club, four S/M clubs with dungeons both straight and gay, spanking clubs, and Hellfire club, the oldest gay S/M club in the world.

The Chicago area also offers Hell Fire Club’s yearly S/M Inferno run. This year will be Inferno’s 40th run – if you’re into S/M, it is the ultimate fantasy come to life. Men from around the world come together to participate in a week of S/M held in the privacy of a closed-off motel resort, where a multitude of dungeons, equipment-filled tents, and all forms of equipment are set up throughout the open grounds to offer experiences beyond your wildest sexual S/M imagination. Let me also say that Inferno attracts the big boys, the best and heaviest players.

Chicago is also the home of the Leather Archives which has worldwide support. As far as sexual lifestyle events, Chicago is home to The Great Lakes Bear Pride, International Mr. Rubber, and International Mr. Leather events. (I sound as if I’m working for the Chicago Chamber of sexual commerce.)
Regarding freedom of expression and sexuality in the overall adult industry today, the industry as a whole offers a more extensive array of sexual fantasies, experiences and products than ever before in the history of its existence. The Internet has brought about webcams, reality sexual voyeurism, match sites, VOD, free sex tube sites, sale of every sex toy imaginable, films, escorts, and the procurement of prostitutes on a worldwide basis. As far as films are concerned, there is more sex than ever before including every imaginable and unimaginable position with as many dicks as can get into a hole. There is pissing, fisting, S/M, enemas, gangbanging, cum-eating, cum pouring out of assholes, ad infinitum – more kink of every variety than was ever made or available in the past. So in my opinion, I don’t think there is a problem with freedom of expression and sexuality in today’s world. What more could you possibly want?

The queer community — let alone the adult entertainment side of it — has gone through a lot. Do you see things as getting better or have things simply remained the same but different?

I need to think about this one for a moment. Let me go back in time to better answer your question. When I first became acquainted with Chicago’s gay community, there was an organization called Mattachine that was quietly advocating for the civil rights of gay men and women; the gay community has come a long way since the days of Mattachine. Today, many young gay men and women in their teens and early 20′s think the world they live in has always been as they now experience it – open in the discussion of homosexuality. Look at all the out entertainers, talk show hosts, and politicians, along with T.V. shows and movies that have gay characters or gay themes.

Today, for the most part, the gay community has achieved a great deal of acceptance in society. No, the world isn’t perfect, but the situation is definitely better than during the 1950′s, 60′s, 70′s, or 80′s. The radicalism of the early years is over. Today, the gay community is very conservative and has an established place in society. The community knows how much power it brings to the table as far as economic and voting strength. Today, legalizing gay marriage is the issue. There is no need for Act-Up or Queer Nation anymore. Today, the need is for more anti-defamation groups to monitor society, to identify and stop discrimination and hatred of gay men and women wherever it raises its ugly head. When gay marriage becomes the norm and it becomes constitutionally protected in every state, America will be the only country on earth to guarantee the freedom and protect the rights of all people regardless of race, culture, religion or sexual orientation.

Going back in time to the 1970’s and 1980’s and the start of the adult industry, there were a lot of legal problems in those decades, both federal and local. There were also zoning problems, politicians who used porn and/or morality to get elected, as well as preachers wanting to expand their congregation or get publicity and notoriety, always looking to enrich themselves by asking for money to combat the evils of pornography, especially gay porn. By 1995, the porn issue started to settle down and legal problems have nearly vanished since 2000. The adult industry has President Bush and the Republicans to thank for the lack of legal problems during the first decade of the new century. By creating two wars and destroying the economy, the adult industry, sex and porn, were not high priorities.

Today, there are only a few legal threats that come up; the threats that do exist are mostly related to zoning for adult brick and mortar businesses. But overall, more people are making whatever type of porn strikes their fancy than ever before. Very few people feel threatened; making money is their only priority. So life in the adult industry has become very conservative.

Life today in both the gay community and the adult industry are very different than yesterday. Both worlds have evolved to a better place, but they are not nearly as unpredictable, exciting, dangerous and adventurous as they were in the past.

Since you’ve been through so many changes in the adult entertainment world, where do you see it going in the future — and do you see the industry coming to grips with these changes?

I assume you’re not talking legal issues, but about running a porn business. So to have this discussion, we need to talk about content and technology. For the most part from 1970 to 1998, content was king for films, magazines, J/O books, phone sex, etc. There was a large demand and limited distribution as I said before. It was in 1978 that a major new technology propelled the adult industry into mega dollars – the video, video player, and your neighborhood video store. The second great change in technology arrived in 1996 with the Internet and AOL chat rooms. Then around the year 2000, the Internet started to take on a monster personality, which created a major upheaval in the adult industry – technology was becoming king.

The new technology people weren’t pornographers and they knew nothing about adult content, so they needed content. Some wanted brand names to bring in customers and to sell their delivery systems. Others wanted as much cheap porn as they could get, while the buying public was falling all over itself to get any kind of sex, in any and all varieties. It was during these years that the new technology was able to create so much excitement that we could have sold milk to a cow. It was a golden age for technology companies. The Internet spawned new businesses to support and promote these new tech porn sites, the buying and selling of traffic, SEO, web designers, content brokers, networking, etc. For film companies, the Internet monster needed to be fed.
The need for content brought in a massive number of new wannabees from the conventional world looking to make their mark in adult entertainment. Like rabbits, they produced massive amounts of porn for every fantasy, and most of it was, and still is god-awful crap. Still, the established porn companies and filmmakers were seeing growth that they hadn’t seen in a long time. But in 2008, the recession hit the adult industry and the gold rush slowed way down, with content people and brick and mortar businesses seeing the biggest hit.

So how do I see the future? Content people need to work on branding within their markets, in other words, name recognition associated with a certain level of quality within a certain niche. They need to not just follow trends, but to be innovative, sexually innovative. Content people need to merge, promote, and deliver their content using technology before they farm their content out to others since VOD and tubes have the Walmart mentality. Content people cannot stay stagnant with technology; they need to always be looking to improve; they need to use social networking. It’s a fast-moving world and there are new methods being developed daily for delivering content to customers. I believe that one of the next developments in the adult industry will be someone developing a company to use existing software, currently in use by Google, Facebook, etc., to compile information on people’s sexual viewing, buying and social habits. They will set up the software inside the websites to monitor people all through their user experience, and thereby greatly improve the targeting and promotion of products and services to a more specific audience instead of the scatter-gun approach we use today.

So as it stands, I know where I came from, I know where I’m at, but I don’t have a fuckin’ clue where I’m going. In truth, I don’t have the slightest fuckin’ idea about the future. All I know is that the world is in financial chaos, which has wreaked havoc on small companies like mine, and that there is plenty of free porn everywhere.

Do you have any advice to adult entertainment providers for the future?

First, my philosophy is vastly different than most people in the adult industry. So before I offer any advice, I want to say that as far as I know, no one has come into the adult industry with a college degree in porn – I certainly do not have one. So what advice would I give to those involved in any aspect of the adult industry? Be proud of what you do; do it well, to the best of your ability; continue to learn; and most importantly, have integrity. Also very important for anyone wanting to do business with Bijou, all orders are COD or credit card and all VOD is to be paid in the month that payment is due. And good luck to you all.

Have you seen any movement in the changing of obscenity laws in this country? What can the Adult Industry do to get out from under the oppressive federal obscenity laws that now exist?

I can see this is going to be a long answer. The adult industry is the only “legal” industry governed solely by criminal laws. At the moment, with the Supreme Court being what it is, with a majority of five unyielding conservatives, I don’t foresee anyone challenging the obscenity law in order to produce a change in the law for the better. At the moment, challenging the obscenity law would not be wise or prudent politics. I believe the current Supreme Court would go out of its way to create a harsher law. But I’m not saying that the laws shouldn’t be challenged when a more favorable group of judges are sitting on the high bench.

An example of a recent high court ruling:

In 2005, the California legislation passed a law banning the sale or rental of violent video games to children. The law was challenged in courts by the video game industry and the ACLU, and the case eventually went up to the Supreme Court. The following decision came down from the high court on June 27, 2011 (note the reference to sex).

Judge Scalia wrote the majority opinion; the decision went 7-2 with Justices Breyer and Thomas dissenting.

The Supreme Court, on 6.27.2011, refused to let California regulate the sale or rental of violent video games to children, saying that governments do not have the power to “restrict the ideas to which children may be exposed” despite complaints about graphic violence.

The California Act covers games “in which the range of options available to a player includes killing, maiming, dismembering, or sexually assaulting an image of a human being.”

Justice Scalia noted that “Justice Alito has done considerable independent research on video games in which “the violence is astounding,” (post, at 14). “Victims are dismembered, decapitated, disemboweled, set on fire, and chopped into little pieces. . . . Blood gushes, splatters, and pools.” Justice Alito recounts all these disgusting video games in order to disgust us—but disgust is not a valid basis for restricting expression.

Justice Scalia wrote ” Unlike depictions of sexual conduct, there is no tradition in the United States of restricting children’s access to depictions of violence, pointing out the violence in the original depiction of many popular children’s fairy tales like Hansel and Gretel, Cinderella and Snow White. Hansel and Gretel kill their captor by baking her in an oven, Cinderella’s evil stepsisters have their eyes pecked out by doves and the evil queen in Snow White is forced to wear red hot slippers and dance until she is dead.

Justice Scalia wrote “Speech about violence is not obscene.” “Obscenity is not protected expression.”

Obscenity cases were referenced throughout Judge Scalia’s opinion, including Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (Fanny Hill), Roth, and Miller, Mishkin.

As Scalia pointed out, children in our society are exposed to violence from an early age. So maybe that has something to do with the violence found in our society? Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that without sex we can’t produce children (excluding test tube babies), so if I assume correctly, sex has been around longer than violence. I also believe that most adults are not violent, but they do have sex in one form or another. Not only is sex universal and hard-wired into our make-up in order for our species to regenerate itself, it also produces very pleasurable, wonderful feelings. I don’t believe that having sex produces violent tendencies resulting in sex partners killing or maiming each other or innocent bystanders. So why is sex or pornography such an evil thing? Sex isn’t about violence, but it is a control issue – I’ll get to that a little later.

Although I don’t like violence and I greatly disapprove of the Court’s attitude toward pornography, I happen to be in favor of the ruling that found a law censoring video games to be unconstitutional, a violation of the freedom of expression. But to say that playing violent games in which someone (a child) actively creates graphic mayhem, murder, and destruction is far better than adults watching sex, I must disagree. That line of thinking is absurd, but unfortunately, it is how the current Court thinks. So I believe that trying to challenge the law at this time would produce an adverse affect.

Understanding sexual laws – Religion and Morality

To understand the sexual laws, you need to understand the needs of religion and government to maintain their power by controlling society. This need for power and control goes back thousands of years. Most world religions have sought to address moral issues and to dictate people’s sexual interactions according to the religion’s particular moral viewpoint. Because sexual instinct, sexual desire, is embedded in the genetic code of every human being that ever lived, it is an easy target for condemning and controlling the masses. So each major religion developed a moral code to, among other things, cover the issues of sexuality and procreation. Although many of these moral codes do not explicitly mention sex or sexuality, they seek to regulate situations that might ignite sexual desire as well as any of the behaviors and practices surrounding sexual interactions.

So how do you gain control over the masses, over those good people who would never even think about violating criminal laws? You need to come up with a set of rules (moral code) that is contrary to basic human nature, along with some form of punishment when the moral code is broken. Since the punishment has to deter such a strong instinct, it usually involves creating an equally strong fear of something such as burning for eternity in hell. Throughout history, religions, governments and societies have also defined venereal disease, insanity, depression, plague, and many other diseases as a divine punishment for sexual activity. Since virtually everyone is guilty of engaging in some sort of sexual activity or at least having sexual thoughts, almost anything bad that happens to a person can be connected to sex as proof that they need to comply with the governing moral code.

Fortunately, despite the pretenses of a moral code, societies developed a rich imagination associated with sexual pleasure and they purposely created sexual stimulation in literature and drawings – thus, the advent of Pornography.

Abbreviated History of Modern Pornography
(from: http://www.pornographyhistory.com/)

The Kama Sutra, written in India during the third century B.C., was not considered obscene until it was brought to Europe and translated.

Michelangelo’s painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel (1508-1512) portrayed both male and female nudes.

In 1524, during the Italian Renaissance, Marcantonio Raimondi published sixteen sexually explicit engravings designed by Giulio Romano and collectively titled the “I Modi.” The I Modi visually depicted figures, from Greco-Roman mythology to Classical antiquity, enjoying the pleasures of copulation. In response to this scandal, Pope Clement VIII placed Raimondi in prison, where he remained for almost a year until he gained his release with the help of Pietro Aretino.

Pietro Aretino (1492-1556), known as the founder of modern pornography, was an Italian author, polemicist and satirist who wrote two pornographic masterpieces: Sonetti lussuriosi (1527) and Ragionamenti (1534-36).

The Marquis De Sade (1740-1814) wrote about violent sexuality: Justine (or the Misfortunes of Virtue), Juliette, The 120 days of Sodom, and others.

Very Abbreviated History of Obscenity

The King v. Sir Charles Sedley (1663): The first obscenity trial on record. He was convicted because he bared himself and shouted out obscene statements while urinating in public. This was the basis of Anglo-American obscenity laws to come.

Queen v. Hicklin (1868): This case produced the first definition of obscenity. The Confessional Unmasked was deemed obscene because it had the tendency to deprave and corrupt the minds of those who read it, meaning lower class women and children.

Back to today:

Among established companies in the adult industry, there have been very few obscenity prosecutions for hard media, Internet sales, or transmission of sexual content over the past decade. The one big bust/trial that comes to mind is Max Hardcore, who actually had two trials, one in L.A and one in Florida. He was convicted in Florida and received a 46-month prison sentence. Then there was the Extreme Associates bust – they plea bargained and filmmaker John Stagliano’s case was dismissed in July of 2010. Still, Department of Justice statistics show prosecutors charged 361 defendants with obscenity violations during President George W. Bush’s years in office, nearly twice as many as under President Bill Clinton (Law Blog).

Zoning is another issue of concern for adult brick and mortar businesses, and it will always be an issue for strip clubs and porn shops, as it is for liquor stores, strip malls, etc. Today the fight for sexual expression in the adult industry is almost non-existent, but that doesn’t mean the fight won’t come back tomorrow. The laws are still in place for a person like Michele Bachmann to use if someone like her ascends to a position of power or authority.

As I see it, the fight is for the adult industry to get those laws changed under better legal and political circumstances. For this to happen, the industry will need to form an influential lobbying organization like other industries, such as the oil industry, the video game industry, and the tobacco industry. Changing the law can only be achieved by a national organization of adult business owners with chapters in every state. Every type adult business, from strip clubs to film companies, should be represented in this organization.

Can the adult industry actually form such an organization? Well, it hasn’t done so during my 42 years in the industry. One of the reasons for the lack of a strong organization is that the adult industry has, by far, the strangest collection of characters of any industry. Since the adult industry is easy to enter, more than half of the business owners are in it for the short term, which makes their interests vastly different from those who are working to establish solid companies.

Even many of the long-term people don’t see the adult industry as a legitimate, or even an acceptable or respectable business. Because of this view, most adult business owners are only concerned about their own business and not the welfare of the industry as a whole. But I believe this attitude will change over time as a new generation establishes itself, and with it will come a determined minority that will have the desire to bring stability and some form of legitimacy to this industry. Of course, this can only happen when the economic climate has improved and the Supreme Court has added an intelligent liberal fifth jurist to its ranks. But with this vision in mind, I put together an outline for a national adult business owners’ association a few years ago – now I’m just waiting for the world to change.

Bio: Steven Toushin

Steven Toushin was born in Brooklyn, N.Y., in 1946. In 1966, at the age of 18, he left New York on his bicycle and traveled to Montreal to see Marlene Dietrich at Expo. During the next two years, he traveled and worked at odd jobs, digging graves, short order cook, picking potatoes, and cutting pulp wood throughout New England. Steven left New England in the summer of 1968, ending up in Chicago, where he got a job managing the Aardvark Theater which showed underground experimental art films. This was the beginning of his unusual career.

With over 42 years of experience owning a broad range of adult businesses, Toushin has managed to survive and flourish longer than anyone else in the adult industry, despite 35 arrests, 200 busts to his businesses, five Federal trials, three Federal appeals (winning two), and numerous state and local trials. His first obscenity arrest in 1969 was for Jack Smith’s Flaming Creatures, which turned out to be the first of 21 obscenity arrests and trials (others included the films I am Curious Yellow and Deep Throat).

Toushin has successfully defended numerous civil and criminal lawsuits in building courts, along with zoning problems and local licensing problems that have led up to the Federal court system. He has been a defendant in the legal system continuously from 1970 to the present, and has had the opportunity to change a few repressive local laws. His last obscenity bust was in 1991; his last police raid was in 1996; and his last Federal trial was in 1998. Toushin has been incarcerated twice, spending three years in Federal prison for being in his chosen profession.

Since 1970, Toushin has been the owner of Bijou Theater, the oldest gay theater and sex club in the U.S., and since 1978, he has owned Bijou Video, a gay adult mail order company. His businesses have also included other theaters, sex clubs, gay bathhouses, massage parlors (prostitution), and adult bookstores in Chicago, San Francisco, Indianapolis, and East Chicago. Toushin made and produced both gay and straight adult films from 1971 to 1996, as well as S/M films in the 1970’s, and Slave & Master films in the early 1980’s.

In 1987, several of Toushin’s Slave and Master films were indicted on Federal obscenity charges in Tennessee, Utah and Nebraska as a result of Attorney General Meese’s Commission on Pornography. This bust resulted in an extraordinary S/M trial that included many well-known people from the Leather community. Steven’s book, The Destruction of the Moral Fabric of America, is centered on this trial.

Toushin published The Bijou Video Catalog, the “bible of gay video,” from 1980 to 1995. In 1987, he made a censorship commercial that was seen on 80% of all sex tapes from 1987 until 1993. He has written for several weekly gay magazines, and has authored four books: The Puppy Papers, Puppy’s Tales, The Destruction of the Moral Fabric of America, and the Bijou Cock Coloring Book. His websites are: www.bijouworld.com and www.steventoushin.com.
Toushin has been the subject of numerous newspaper articles and television news stories. He has been on the board of the Free Speech Coalition and has continuously fought for First Amendment rights from his first arrest in 1969 until the present day.

In 1989, at the Adult Video Awards show in Las Vegas, Toushin received (while he was in prison) the Reuben Sturman Award “For Legal Battles on Behalf of the Adult Industry.” In 2007, at the GayVN award show in San Francisco, Toushin was awarded the “Lifetime Achievement Award” from the Gay Adult Industry. He was the 3rd person to ever receive this honor. In the June 2008 AVN (Adult Video News) magazine’s 25th anniversary edition, Toushin was acknowledged as one of the 25 pioneers who developed the Gay/Bi Adult Film Industry. In January of 2009, at the AVN award show in Los Vegas, Toushin was inducted into the prestigious Founders Branch. This award recognized Toushin’s contribution (starting in 1969) as a major player in developing the modern Adult Industry.

In December of 2007, Mr. Toushin was elected to the board of the Free Speech Coalition (FSC), an organization representing the Adult Industry. In January of 2009, Mr. Toushin holds the distinction of being the first person to be voted off the Board of the FSC for expressing his freedom of speech. Toushin felt the FSC did not represent the needs and interests of the current Adult Industry, so he created an outline for establishing an organization for adult business owners and sent out the proposal to select members of the Adult Industry. His proposal included a code of ethics, mission, vision, and philosophy for establishing an organization that would best represent the interests of the modern adult industry in the U.S. Expressing these ideas did not sit well with the FSC.

Santorum, Maccain, Torture.

I do not like John MacCain’s politics. I also do not like when members of Congress make the impression that John MacCain is the ICON of what an American war hero all about. There are tens of thousands of war hero’s, men who have lost limbs, men who cared for their dieing buddies, men who were prisoners of war, men who have saved others under the hardship of war. So to clarify John MacCain is a war hero like many others and in his field of expertise being a prisoner of war he is exceptionally knowledgeable.

Rick Santorum was a Pennsylvania Republican Congressman from 1991 to 1995 and then a U.S. Senator also from Pennsylvania from 1995 to 2007.

On Tuesday May 17, 2011 Rick Santorum said on the Hugh Hewitt’s radio show that Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.), who was tortured as a prisoner of war in Vietnam, “doesn’t understand how enhanced interrogation works.”

This is one of many stupid, ignorant statements this fool has said in his public life. I may not like Senator MacCain but I certainly respect him for his service and valor in the armed forces and as a captive soldier and I would never have said that “ he (MacCain) doesn’t understand how enhanced interrogation works” with captive prisoners.

So someone please tell me how in the world has America elected some of the most stupid, ignorant self serving and destructive and disrespectful people to be in government. Rick Santorum is a disgrace and embarrassment to congress where he served and to America.

Jeffrey Dahmer

By Steven Toushin

Sitting in the courtroom listening to Park Elliot Dietz list his accomplishments, I had no idea that our paths would indirectly cross again, the result of a truly sad and bizarre event. Just three years after my own trial, Park Elliot Dietz would testify in the trial of Jeffrey Dahmer, who killed my devoted employee, Jeremy Weinberger. What you are about to read is adapted from a series of articles I wrote in 2002.

Dietz was one of the prosecution’s expert witnesses testifying that Jeffrey Dahmer was sane during his murder spree. You can decide for yourself whether Dietz’s opinions were accurate and his conclusions true; or whether he simply sidestepped the law to promote his own personal agenda. If Jeffrey Dahmer was sane, what could it possibly mean to be insane?
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I put together this article from memory and personal files, as well as magazine and newspaper clippings, which helped, refresh my memory. Going back into the past, reading and remembering the events as they unfolded, it has become very surreal to me. As I am writing, I stare at the screen in a dream-like state, becoming sad from the tragedy and all the lives it touched, and the lives that were suddenly taken away.

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I first met Jeremiah Weinberger in 1985. He was a young, slim, handsome mulatto boy who started coming to the Bijou office every week. Sometimes I would see him outside, other times he would be in the office. He always seemed to be around and he was always asking me for a job. It didn’t matter what kind of job – janitorial, receptionist, inventory, or something else. Every week I had to tell him there was nothing available. Six or seven months of dedicated persistence went by and Jeremy didn’t miss a week.

One day, during his weekly visit, I took him into my office, sat him down, stared at him for a moment, and then told him to come back the next day because he was going to start doing the mailings. He thanked me profusely and gave me one of his big smiles as he ran out into the office to tell everyone he was going to start work tomorrow – He had gotten a job at the Bijou! Everyone laughed and shook his hand. Jeremy couldn’t wait; he started answering phones and filing that same day.

Jeremy wanted a place to belong; a place where he was respected, and he found that place working at the Bijou. Every day he would come over to greet me, always asking if I needed anything and checking to see if his work was satisfactory. Jeremy’s life revolved around work and the friends he’d made at the Bijou. He became best friends with Teddy Jones, who also worked at the office. Jeremy never made a major decision without first running it past Teddy. In fact, Teddy had to know about almost everything Jeremy did before he would do it.

At the time, my problems with the federal government were starting to heat up again. The Bijou was getting busted two or thee times a year; the Slave and Master videos were forced off the market; and I was feeling the pressure of running my companies. My mail order and film production businesses were blossoming and I was dealing with local arrests while facing two federal trials. At the end of 1988, having lost my first major trial, I was put in prison, where I remained throughout my obscenity trial in 1989 and until I was released in the spring of 1990.

During that time, Teddy was the receptionist at the Bijou. I would usually call in from prison two or three times a day and Teddy would answer the phone. He had this wonderful deep sexy voice and an outstanding laugh. Teddy would always tell me that Jeremy said hello. When Jeremy would answer the phone, he was always concerned about how I was, if there was anything I needed, and he would still occasionally thank me for letting him work for my company.

Meeting Dahmer

On Monday, July 8, 1991, Jeremy didn’t come to work. By noon, he still had not called. That was completely unlike Jeremy since he never missed a day of work. Illness, rain, sleet or snow – nothing kept him away. He was always at his desk. If he were going to be late, he would always call.

Teddy Jones was always late for work, rain or shine, sleet or snow. That Monday, when Teddy finally arrived at work, Dennis and a few co-workers asked Teddy, “Where’s Jeremy? Did he call you? He hasn’t called in. We called his home and got no answer.”
Teddy told them Jeremy had gone to Milwaukee early Saturday morning with a man he met at Carol’s Speakeasy the night before. This was the first time Jeremy had ever done such a thing and he told Teddy before he left that he would call on Sunday to let him know he was okay. Teddy asked Jeremy if he had enough money to get back to Chicago, and Jeremy said yes. Jeremy didn’t call Sunday, which made Teddy a little worried, but that’s all he knew. He called Jeremy Sunday night and Monday morning, but got no answer.

Teddy started relating what happened early that Saturday morning at Carol’s Speakeasy with Jeremy and the stranger from Milwaukee. Teddy said when he met Jeremy at Carol’s, Jeremy was all excited. He had met this nice-looking man who had an easy, warm smile. They had been talking all night, danced a little, held hands, kissed, nothing outrageous, just sexy.

This man asked Jeremy to go with him to Milwaukee to spend Saturday night and Sunday. No one had ever asked Jeremy to do this before and it all seemed so exciting and romantic. After being with Jeremy and this man for a few hours, Teddy felt the guy was pleasant, conservative, and fairly good-looking, in a non-descript way, and Jeremy was quite taken by him.

I judged from his description that this man was not Teddy’s type. Teddy was outgoing, very sociable, knew everyone, and was a great flirt. On the other hand, Jeremy was slightly shy, no street smarts, very warm, easy, pleasant, quiet, submissive, loveable, and most of all, romantic. At the Bijou, Jeremy worked in the Customer Service Department and he was always pleasant, helpful, and polite. Teddy…well, Teddy was always lovable, but he did drive me crazy at times.

Teddy said Jeremy told him the man from Milwaukee had asked him to spend the rest of the weekend with him. Jeremy asked Teddy if he should go with the man. Teddy asked Jeremy if he wanted to go and Jeremy said yes. Then Teddy said, “He looks nice, so if you think you really want to go, then do it.” Teddy then asked, “How are you going to get back?” Jeremy said, “If he doesn’t give me a ride, I’ll take a bus.” Later, when Teddy left, Jeremy told Teddy to call him at home the next day and if he wasn’t home, it meant that he had gone to Milwaukee.

Everyone in the office felt relieved now that they knew where Jeremy was, and that hopefully, he was getting a lot of good sex…but he still should have called. By 3:00 pm that Monday, Teddy started to worry a little more since Jeremy, his best friend, hadn’t contacted him. Never a day went by without them speaking to each other, and Jeremy had never spent a weekend out of the city with anyone else…and he never, ever missed work.
When the office closed at 6:00 pm, Teddy and a few of his co-workers went over to Jeremy’s home. (Jeremy lived above his father’s coffee shop on Halsted Street.) Jeremy had not gone home after he left Carol’s. Nothing was packed; money was still lying on his bed; and his bag was still in the closet. Jeremy had not come back to Chicago.

Looking for Jeremy

Tuesday, July 9, 1991: No Jeremy. He didn’t come home; he didn’t come to work; he didn’t call the office; he didn’t call his dad…and he didn’t call Teddy. Teddy was upset, worried, smiling less, laughing nervously. There was something wrong – Big Time. A few of the office staff came to see me in my office. They wanted to do something. They had already mapped out a search strategy. Teddy had photos of Jeremy that they wanted to blow up to poster size and circulate. The Art Department put in the vital information: “Missing! Has anyone seen this man, Jeremy Weinberger, from Chicago? Call (telephone number).”

Two or three people planned to go to Milwaukee over the weekend, going to the bars, bathhouses, and gay stores, handing out posters and fliers, putting them on trees, telephone poles, and fences. I took out ads in the Windy City Times and Gay Chicago Magazine, asking if anyone knew the whereabouts of Jeremy Weinberger: “Missing! Has anyone seen this man?”

Wednesday, July 10, 1991: Jeremy’s father filed a missing person’s report with the Chicago and Milwaukee Police Departments. Teddy was talking with both police departments and also with Jeremy’s father.

Over the next two weeks, we received no information and had no response from the posters or fliers. Teddy was visibly upset; Jeremy’s father was calling two or three times a day; and the office was quiet and shaken. If Jeremy didn’t come to work or call in, something must be very wrong. It had now been two weeks and everyone was upset, depressed, and in mourning. The worst must have happened; but who? where? when? how? How could anyone want to harm Jeremy? And if someone did, that person must be an evil fuck. But at this point, we didn’t know anything except that Jeremy was missing. The trouble was, what were we to do now? We didn’t know exactly what had happened to Jeremy, but after two weeks of nothing, we thought the worst.

Teddy blamed himself for telling Jeremy it was okay to go to Milwaukee with that quiet, nice-looking, non-descript guy. He couldn’t understand how he could have given such bad advice, how he could have had such poor judgment, how his instincts could have been so wrong.

People kept calling the office asking if there was any information on Jeremy. Everything in the office was different. Jeremy wasn’t there to say hello to me every day, to ask me how I was doing, or to ask if there was anything I needed.
July 22, 1991: Around 10:00 a.m., information began coming over the radio about a strange occurrence in Milwaukee, about a nude and handcuffed man running in the streets, yelling that someone was trying to kill him. The police picked him up and he led them to an apartment building where he said he had been held captive, and from which he had escaped fearing he would be killed. The police thought it was just a spat between homosexual kinky lovers…until they went inside of Apartment 213 at the Oxford Apartment Building, 924 North 25th Street.

News reports indicated the apartment’s occupant was being held in custody and that a full investigation was underway. Meanwhile, police units had closed off the building to the public.

No description of the accused was mentioned in the early news reports, but everyone in the office remained glued to the radio, waiting to hear if this was the same man Jeremy had been with. Teddy was anxious, excited, and beside himself. As the day went on, news reports were turning more and more dark. Bits and pieces were coming out that there might be dead bodies in the apartment, that the smell coming out of the apartment was horrific, and that the hallways smelled like rotting flesh. The man in police custody was Jeffrey Dahmer.

The Windy City Times Scoops the World Press!

He was six feet tall, 160-170 pounds, short blonde hair parted on the left, wearing glasses, long thin hands and arms, in his late twenties to early thirties, nice looking, but rather non-descript. It was the same description Teddy had given to the Chicago police sketch artists, the same description as the man Jeremy went to Milwaukee with that ominous night. This was the man now being held in custody in Milwaukee, the man with an apartment full of body parts.

Monday, July 22, 1991: That afternoon, the Chicago police came to the Bijou office wanting to speak with Teddy. Teddy came to me and asked if I would help him through all of this. He was scared and upset. Jeremy could be dead. The man described on the radio and television looked just like the man Jeremy went with to Milwaukee, the man who had cut-up bodies in his apartment. The police wanted to question Teddy. (I thought situations like this only happened in the movies!)

Teddy and I talked; he was crying, afraid he had lost his best friend, and feeling he was at least partly responsible. I held Teddy in my arms and said, “How could you know? It isn’t your fault or anyone else’s fault. Nobody could have seen this nightmare coming.” I also told him he was the best friend Jeremy could ever have. Without question I would help him.

Teddy and I discussed how he would cooperate with the police in all matters and I would handle the press, if necessary. I also got him an attorney and told Teddy he could take a long weekend to rest, but he had to start coming in to work on time. Of course, I always mentioned that to Teddy. Teddy lived 200 feet away from the office in the Bijou Theater building. The office opened at 10:00 am. The next day, as usual, Teddy came to work late.

Tuesday, July 23, 1991: By early afternoon, there were television, magazine, and newspaper reporters trying to get into the office. Someone from Chicago’s Channel 5 News (NBC) presented himself as a police officer and managed to get into the office. He was pleasant, but stubborn and persistent, wanting an exclusive interview. It took 10 to 15 minutes to get him out of the office. Teddy and I were not happy.

I made a decision when the reporter was in the office that the Chicago Gay Press should have the exclusive interview of the only eyewitness to Jeffery Dahmer. Teddy and I talked about it, and Teddy told me he would do whatever I thought was best. I called Jeff McCourt, the owner/publisher of the Windy City Times, and told Jeff about Teddy and all the reporters that were camped outside the office. I asked if he would be interested in an exclusive interview. Jeff told me not to move; he’d be right over.

When Jeff arrived a short time later, we both sat down with Teddy for the interview. So, the Chicago Gay Press scooped the exclusive story over all the national and international press. Ain’t that the tits!

The interview went well. Teddy was relieved and Jeff was ecstatic. The next thing on the agenda was for the Windy City Times to call the rest of the press and present Teddy as the Gay Press’s exclusive eyewitness, able to identify the man who may be the most bizarre serial murderer of the century.

I think it was the next night (Thursday) that the press conference was held. Jeff spoke to the press and then introduced Teddy, who answered some questions that had been outlined by his attorney. Teddy was only allowed to answer certain questions so he wouldn’t jeopardize the police case against Dahmer. Parts of the interview were aired and reported around the world. Teddy was a nervous wreck and feeling like the prize pig at the county fair. All of this was happening because this man, Jeffrey Dahmer, killed his best friend Jeremy.

Yes, it was confirmed that Jeremy was dead, killed by Jeffrey Dahmer. The first bit of evidence was Dahmer’s scrapbook of Polaroid pictures identifying his victims in their various stages of death.

The Day the Devil was Born

Jeffrey Dahmer was born in Milwaukee in 1960. At the age of six, Dahmer’s family moved to Ohio, and in the late 1960s he had been molested by an older boy. By the age of ten or eleven, Dahmer was torturing and killing small animals, cutting off the heads of chickens, rodents, small dogs, and cats.

Dahmer’s first human victim was Steven Hicks, in 1978. Hicks was hitchhiking and 18-year-old Dahmer picked him up. They went to Dahmer’s home where they laughed, talked, and drank beer. At some point, for no apparent reason, Dahmer hit Hicks on the head with an iron bar, killing him.

This murder wildly, sexually excited Dahmer, but he still had to dispose of the body without getting caught. He dismembered Hicks, cutting him up into small pieces, filling garbage bags with the body parts, being careful not to make them too heavy since he had to carry them without looking too suspicious. He buried the bags in the woods behind his parents’ home. Years later he dug them up, finding mostly just bones. Smashing the remains, he scattered them around in the woods.

Dahmer started drinking heavily right after he killed Hicks. He joined the Army and, when he finished basic training, he was stationed overseas in Germany. After serving two years in the Army, he was discharged for alcoholism. In 1986, Dahmer was arrested for masturbating in front of a young boy and was sentenced to a year of supervised probation.

Dahmer’s second victim was Steven Toumi in 1987. They met each other at a gay bar, and Dahmer couldn’t even remember how he killed Toumi. He knew he had taken the corpse over to his Grandmother’s house and he had sex with the corpse in Grandma’s basement. When it was time to get rid of the body, he did the same to Toumi as he did to Hicks. He cut Toumi up into small pieces, put the pieces into plastic bags, and scattered them around in dumpsters.

Later in 1987, Jamie Doxtator, age 14, was Dahmer’s third victim. Dahmer picked Jamie up outside of a gay bar, took him home to Grandma’s house, drugged him, killed him, had sex with the corpse, cut up the body, and got rid of it.

Dahmer’s fourth victim was Richard Guerrero in 1988. Again, he met Richard at a gay bar and brought him back to Grandma’s house where he drugged and killed him and masturbated on the dead body. Guerrero was also dismembered, his cut up body parts put into garbage bags and disposed of in dumpsters around town. Grandma had no idea what grisly things were happening in her home.

My question is: How did he cut up bodies in Grandma’s house without Grandma knowing about it? Didn’t she ever go down to the basement? How could Dahmer clean up so thoroughly as not to leave any trace of the crimes? To dismember a body, you would need tools, saws. Wouldn’t it be messy, bloody? Wouldn’t there be blood on the walls, floors? Was there a bathtub or shower in the basement to drain all the blood? If there wasn’t a bathtub or shower, how did he drain all the blood? Where did he cut up the bodies? And what about all the blood on him? On his clothes? After all, I’m talking about slaughtering and cutting up a human being! Surely there would be some telltale sign to make Grandma suspicious that something was wrong!

If he was going to continue to fulfill his sexual fantasies, Dahmer needed his own apartment, so he rented one on North 24th Street in Milwaukee. A few days after he moved in, he met a 13-year-old Laotian boy. Dahmer offered the boy $50 to pose nude for him. The boy was drugged, but strangely, Dahmer did nothing else; he let the boy live.

When the boy got home, his mother saw that something was wrong with her son. She took him to the hospital, where they ran tests and found drugs in his system. He remembered where he went that day, where he met Dahmer, and where Dahmer lived…the place where he was drugged and fondled. Dahmer was picked up and arrested for second-degree sexual assault of a minor. Ironically, the boy was the older brother of Konerak Sinthasomphone, whom Dahmer later killed in May, 1991.

On January 30, 1989, Dahmer pleaded guilty to sexual exploitation of a child and second-degree sexual assault. He received a one-year sentence. While awaiting sentencing, Dahmer met Anthony Sears, his fifth victim, at a gay bar.

As before, Dahmer offered Sears money to pose nude for photos and then took him to Grandma’s house where he drugged and strangled the man. He fucked the dead corpse, later cutting Sears into pieces. Then he put Sears cut-up body parts in plastic bags, disposing of the bags around Milwaukee.

Dahmer didn’t go to prison for his guilty plea. Instead, he was sentenced to one year in a work-release program. He worked during the day and spent the night in jail. When he was released, he went to live at Grandma’s house again until he found his own place to live. The place he found was Apartment 213 at 924 North 25th in Milwaukee. All the killings before were just dress rehearsals. Now he was in the game full-time!

Meeting young men at gay bars and bathhouses, offering his victims money to pose nude, strangling, photographing, having sex with the corpses, dismembering them, keeping their heads, hearts, penises…12 more men in 15 months…so many men, so little time.

The Victims: Let’s Party! Let’s DIE!

In Dahmer’s apartment, body parts were hidden everywhere; a skull in the refrigerator, skulls in the closet (all the flesh had been removed), bones in cardboard boxes and in a filing cabinet, hands and a penis decaying in a large cooking pot, more body parts in a large barrel, and a freezer packed with lungs, kidneys, hearts, livers, intestines, spleens. All these delicacies for his eating delight.
Victim #6: Edward Smith, June, 1990
Victim #7: Ricky Beeks (Raymond Lamout Smith), age 33, July, 1990
Victim #8: Ernest Miller, age 24, September, 1990
Victim #9: David Thomas, September, 1990
Victim #10: Curtis Straughter, age 18, February, 1991
Victim #11: Errol Lindsey, age 19, April, 1991
Victim #12: Anthony Hughes, age 31, May 24, 1991
Victim #13: Konerak Sinthasomphone, age 14, May, 1991
Konerak was the brother of the boy Dahmer had molested a few years earlier. Konerak managed to get away from Dahmer, and he was seen naked and bleeding, running down 25th and State in Milwaukee. Seeing the boy, a woman called 911. Dahmer ran after the boy, trying to get him back. As he approached Konerak, a woman in the street questioned Dahmer about what was going on. Dahmer told her, “He’s drunk; he does this all the time,” as if this were merely a domestic problem.

When the police arrived, Dahmer was holding the boy saying, “Here he is,” as if he was the one who found Konerak. The boy didn’t speak English, and Dahmer explained that this was his lover, they were having a lovers’ spat, and all he wanted to do was take his lover home. The police took their names and let Dahmer leave with Konerak. Dahmer killed the boy later that same day, May 27, 1991.
Victim #14: Matt Turner, age 20, June 30, 1991
Dahmer picked Matt up at the bus station in Chicago after the Gay Pride Parade, promising him money if he would pose nude. Turner agreed, and together they took the bus up to Milwaukee. Once in his apartment, Dahmer gave Turner a drugged drink, strangled him with a strap until dead, then cut off Turner’s head and put it in the freezer. He proceeded to systematically cut up Turner’s body and put the pieces into a large barrel he had in the apartment.
Victim #15: Jeremiah Weinberger, age 23, July 7, 1991
They met at Carol’s Speakeasy in Chicago and later that night Jeremy went with Dahmer to Milwaukee to spend the weekend. When the time came for Jeremy to leave, Dahmer drugged his drink. Once Jeremy was dead, Dahmer began cutting Jeremy up, taking pictures of the various stages of dismemberment. He put Jeremy’s head and some of his insides in the freezer. The rest of his body parts were put in the large barrel he had in his apartment.
Victim #16: Oliver Lacy, age 23, July 12, 1991
Lacy went home with Dahmer on the same promise of money for posing nude. Dahmer drugged his drink, strangled him until dead, then proceeded to cut off Lacy’s head and cut out Lacy’s heart. He put the head in the refrigerator, and Lacy’s heart in the freezer, to eat later.
Victim #17: Joseph Bradehoft, age 25, July 19, 1991
Dahmer took Bradehoft back to his apartment where he drugged him and then strangled him until dead. Later, Dahmer cut off Bradehoft’s head, put it in the freezer, dismembered the rest of Bradehoft’s body, and again put the cut up body parts in the barrel, saving the edible parts for later in the freezer.

In his statement to the doctors and police, Dahmer stated he had sex with the dead bodies and then later masturbated on them. When he was ready to dispose of the bodies, he cut them open, took out the insides, and took pictures at each stage of dismemberment, so he would have a visual record of all the details. He tried to preserve the genitals in formaldehyde. He stripped all the flesh off the skulls; he wanted them clean; and at times he would eat his victim’s flesh.

With some of the drugged victims, Dahmer drilled holes in their heads and poured acid in the holes, but the gruesome part is that he did this while they were still alive. He wanted to see if he could create sex slave zombies; he didn’t want them to leave him. This guy was beyond nuts!

During the last four to six months before he was caught, Dahmer couldn’t kill fast enough. His need, his desire, was overwhelming. The need to consume and possess the power of the dead was sexually empowering to Dahmer.

He’s Too Nuts to be Insane, Too Insane to be Insane, and Too Insane to be Nuts

What happened to the blood? That’s a good question. The answer: it went down the bathtub drain.

At Dahmer’s trial, Park Elliot Dietz was one of the prosecution’s expert witnesses who testified that Dahmer was sane. Dietz stated that Dahmer knew right from wrong.
A total of six psychiatrists testified at the trial, three for the defense and three for the prosecution. Dr. Frederick Fosdal, a forensic psychiatrist who testified for the prosecution, had also testified in numerous other mental responsibility issues in Wisconsin. Fosdal stated that Dahmer was responsible for his actions and shrewdly selected his victims. He said Dahmer suffered from “necrophilia,” a sexual disorder so rare and multifaceted that its diagnostic category covers “this most unusual case.”

Dahmer’s necrophilia, according to Fosdal, did not render him out of control when he killed. This was a person engaging in sexual crimes for his own satisfaction. The disorder explains his conduct and his behavior, but it does not make him unable to know right from wrong.

Fosdal interviewed Dahmer four times over a four-month period, for a total of twelve hours. Dahmer had already confessed to the killings. He said, “I had choices to make. I made the wrong choices.” Dahmer said he sometimes had two bodies in his bathtub because he didn’t have time to deflesh them. He used a bleach solution to help preserve them in the tub. When he took a shower, he would drain the tub and take a shower with the bodies in the tub. He performed this procedure at least three times in a single week.

Dahmer stated he could not overcome his overwhelming need for sex and his lustful desires. These cravings had always controlled him, had always been a consuming obsession in his life. Sex was the only activity that gave him any sense of fulfillment. If his victims would just stay with him where he could control them completely, if they would do everything he asked of them, then he would not have to kill them. Dahmer was always drunk when he killed; it made the murders so much easier.

Dahmer’s hunting grounds were Chicago and Milwaukee, at the gay bathhouses and gay bars. According to Dahmer, he had sex with over 100 men from 1985 until his arrest. The killings became easier by Victim #7, Eddie Smith. There was no more internal struggle; killing became so routine that he found it didn’t interfere with his life.

Toward the end, he was so exhausted from getting rid of the bodies stacked up two at a time in his bathtub that on some weekends he could not muster up the energy to acquire another victim. So he tried lobotomy experiments, drugging his victims, then while they were still alive, he drilled holes into their heads and poured acid into their brains, thinking he could turn these young men into zombie-like sex slaves, his perceived fantasy.

Nuttier Than a Fruitcake, but Sane and Guilty

The Milwaukee police wanted to question Teddy Jones, the best friend of victim Jeremy Weinberger. Of course we said yes, and they came to the Bijou offices in Chicago. They wanted to see if Teddy could identify Dahmer as the person Jeremy was with at Carol’s Speakeasy and then went to Milwaukee with that fateful night in July of 1991. They also wanted Teddy to identify Jeremy Weinberger if, in fact, Jeremy was one of the victims. Teddy identified both Dahmer and Jeremy. Now the police had an eyewitness that placed the suspected killer with a victim.

When the trial began and Dahmer pleaded guilty, Teddy was so relieved he didn’t have to participate in the trial or be involved in all the media attention, although he would, of course, do whatever he could to help. This trial was hitting him right in the face, bringing up all those bad memories, those rotten feelings, the loss of his dear friend, all that guilt festering inside of him, manifesting its destructiveness on Teddy. He dreaded all the pretrial publicity, going to Milwaukee, all those cameras, newspapers, the stress…the macabre circus. Now that Dahmer had pleaded guilty, the fight for the truth was over. Teddy could grieve in peace.

All of us at the office followed the trial daily. The reports of the trial were not outrageous or overblown. In fact, the news stories were quite conservative compared to the standards ten years later. Before Dahmer pleaded guilty, one of the television channels had a special about the burden of picking a jury. I tuned in to watch, and there on the panel was Margie Fargo from Jury Services.

I had hired Margie in 1989 to do extensive jury survey and analysis work for my obscenity trial in Tennessee. She arranged jurors for mock trials, put together focus groups, and implemented community standards surveys. Putting all of this information together, she created the all-important jury questionnaire, which was instrumental in my defense strategy. With all of this information at my attorneys’ disposal, they had better knowledge and understanding of how the jury would respond to certain lines of questioning. In essence, they knew what type of juror I needed and how to direct my defense to offset and counter the prosecution’s case.

Now I was watching Margie on a television panel. She was discussing how the two sides of the Dahmer case should proceed to pick a jury. She described what to look for in education, religion, background, family members, etc., and how the prosecution and defense should present their cases.

(On a side note, Paramount Pictures stopped running ads in Milwaukee at that time for a movie called Body Parts.)

Dahmer pleaded guilty by reason of insanity. The trial took three weeks. The jury heard from 28 witnesses. They heard Dahmer’s confession about how he used food seasonings on the body parts he cooked and then ate, and if he needed more flavor, he added steak sauce. He confessed how he drilled holes in his victims’ heads while they were still alive to make them his human sex slaves, and how he showered with the bodies stacked up in his bathtub.

The defense stated that Dahmer was a disturbed man; he was obsessed by the love of the dead. All his life he fought those desires in him, but he could not control or suppress his unnatural cravings for murder and sex in his bizarre world.

The prosecution stated that since he killed Blacks, Asians, and only a few white men, he didn’t follow any serial killer’s pattern of staying within his own ethnic group.
They stated that when he stayed with his Grandmother he was good to her, that he would have breakfast with her and then see her off to church (such a good grandson). But when she left to go to church, he would then go down to the basement of her home to cut up his latest victim, put the body pieces into garbage bags, and dispose of them around Milwaukee.

The system was careless. The police, the judges, and the probation system all let Dahmer walk away, not realizing the potential destruction he would have on society. He fooled them; he slipped through all the cracks. But in truth, how were they to know what Dahmer was capable of? How could anyone have known? Jeffrey Dahmer was beyond comprehension.

The defense stated that Dahmer lived in a bizarre world, a bizarre, distorted reality. His sexual and mental disorders prevented him from understanding the inhuman nature of his unfathomable and hideous crimes. No sane or even semi-sane person could immerse himself in such barbaric acts – sleeping, eating, bathing, breathing, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, with heads in the refrigerator, bodies in the bathtub, cut up body parts in a large barrel. Everywhere he turned, there were the workings of his murders: human hearts, livers, spleens, and intestines in the freezer to eat later. When Dahmer was arrested, they found the body parts of eleven victims, and the only real food in his apartment was potato chips.

The stench…no sane person could create this environment or live in such revolting sickness. Dahmer was sick, not evil.

In the courtroom, an eight-foot-high barrier was constructed from bullet-resistant glass and steel, designed to isolate Dahmer from the gallery. The jury of six white men and seven white women took just five hours to find Dahmer sane and guilty.

The Confession (Excerpts)

In Dahmer’s 179-page confession to the police, he stated that he remembered his young life as being very tense. He was 18 when his parents divorced and he was left all alone at home. He had hateful feelings about being alone; he didn’t want people to leave him; and he started drinking.

At the age of 15 or 16, he knew he was a homosexual, and he also began to have fantasies of killing people. He would pick up road kill animals, take them home, and cut them up to see what was inside the bodies. He fantasized about what it would be like to cut up a human being.

As a teenager, his homosexual fantasies and his fantasies of killing and dismembering people became interwoven. He got tremendous feelings of gratification from these fantasies.

Dahmer felt that his first killing, Steven Hicks, was an accident. This first killing bothered him for years. When he moved in with his grandmother, he started attending church with her and reading the Bible. He wanted religion to change his life; he wanted a straight, quiet life, not a lonely life.

But the darker side of him took over. He didn’t go to church anymore and, on the other side, Satan wasn’t for him either. He needed to be on his own, so he moved to Milwaukee and started going to gay bathhouses, one of them being the 2nd Level Bathhouse. He was now into his homosexual life full-time.

When he first started killing, he pretty much knew before going out for the evening if he planned to kill someone or not. He would prepare the sleeping drug by crushing it into a powder and leaving it in a glass on the kitchen counter, just in case he brought someone home.

When he went to a bar, he would generally drink by himself and look over the men. It didn’t matter what their color, race, or ethnic heritage was as long as they were mid-teens to mid-20s, medium height, slender with smooth skin…and alone.

Once Dahmer decided who was going to be his victim, he would approach the man and make small talk, usually near closing time. He would ask the victim if he wanted to come over to his home for nude photos, sex, and drinking, or he offered money. When he got the guy to his apartment, he would flirt and engage in small talk while the victim drank the drugged drink he had prepared earlier.

As the victim drifted off into unconsciousness, Dahmer would then strangle him and, when dead, photograph him. Sometimes he would even have sex with the dead body. Dahmer would later cut up the victim, keeping the skull, hands, heart and other inner organs.

Dahmer needed and got sexual pleasure from his victims when they were alive, but he couldn’t bear for them to leave. It was better to have them always be with him, even dead, than for them to remain alive and leave him. He also felt that by eating parts of his victims, they would be with him longer, and actually become part of him.

Dahmer realized that what he was doing could get him the death penalty, and he didn’t want to die for his killings. He wished that he would have continued to cut up animals and never taken up the killing of people. He was horrified that he was able to do such grisly, barbaric acts.

Dahmer knew what he did was wrong, because he went to great lengths and spent great sums of money to cover it up. He realized it would be impossible to make amends and to be forgiven. He felt that the only way for him to make a new start in his life was to tell all and to be fully honest, swearing to try and change his life in the future.

Could Dahmer change? He had previously fooled the courts, his probation officer, and the police; and it gave him the feeling that, maybe, he could get away with his crimes. In his confession, Dahmer stated: “I must be honest. If I had to do it all over again, I could not stop the compulsion and need to kill; it is far too great.” Nothing took away his feelings of wanting to kill and dismember people. It was an addiction that would overtake him time and time again.

As far as good versus evil was concerned, he watched the Exorcist III almost daily for six months. In the movie, the devil was angry for being condemned, and Dahmer felt his life on earth, like the Devil’s, was also condemned. The main character in the movie was driven by evil, just as Dahmer himself was driven by evil.
This is an excerpt from the statement Jeffrey L. Dahmer read before he was sentenced on Monday, February 17, 1992:
“Your honor, it is now over. This has never been a case of trying to get free. I didn’t ever want freedom. Frankly I wanted death for myself. This was a case to tell the world that I did what I did, not for reasons of hate. I hated no one. I knew I was sick or evil or both. Now I believe I was sick. The doctors have told me about my sickness and now I have some peace.

I tried to do the best I could after the arrest to make amends, but no matter what I did, I could not undo the terrible harm I have caused. My attempt to help identify the remains was the best I could do, and that was hardly anything. I feel so bad for what I did to those poor families, and I understand their rightful hate…I should have stayed with God. I tried and failed and created a holocaust. Thank God there will be no more harm that I can do. I believe that only the Lord Jesus Christ can save me from my sins…if there is ever any money, I want it to go to the families.

All the questions have now been answered. I wanted to find out just what it was that caused me to be so bad and evil.…I take all the blame for what I did. I hurt many people. The judge in my earlier case tried to help me. I refused his help and he got hurt by what I did. I hurt those policemen in the Konerak matter. They did their best; I just fooled them. I have hurt my Mother, Father and Stepmother. I just want to say that I hope God has forgiven me. I think he has. I know society will never be able to forgive me. I know the families of the victims will never be able to forgive me for what I have done.

I promise I will pray each day to ask for their forgiveness when the hurt goes away, if ever. I have seen their tears, and if I could give my life right now to bring their loved ones back, I would do it. I am so very sorry…Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am the worst. Now to the King Eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory forever and ever.…I know my time in prison will be terrible, but I deserve whatever I get because of what I have done. I am prepared for your sentence, which I know will be the maximum. I ask for no consideration.”
Before sentencing, Judge Lawrence L. Gram allowed the victims’ relatives to speak about the anguish caused by the loss of their sons, brothers, and nephews. In speaking, they asked the judge to never let Dahmer walk the streets again. All the families and all the people following this trial learned that Wisconsin does not have the death penalty. So the worst sentence for Dahmer, the best recourse for society, would be a life sentence without parole

Dahmer spoke. The prosecution spoke. The relatives spoke. The defense spoke. The judge judged. He sentenced Dahmer to the longest prison term in Wisconsin history. He would not be eligible for parole until 2933. That would be 941 years in prison before he could even go in front of a parole board and say that he was a changed man.

The Day the Devil Died

Poor Jeremy. Did he know what was happening? Did he feel any pain? Was he frightened? Did he know he was going to die? Dahmer knew from the moment he saw, met, and spoke to Jeremy that he had only a day or maybe two to live.

Teddy and everyone at the office were horrified, riveted to the news. There wasn’t enough information about Jeremy. Where did he sleep? Did he sleep? Did he eat? What did he eat? Did he and Dahmer fight? Argue? Did he want to leave? What was Jeremy thinking? Feeling? Why didn’t he call Teddy when he was supposed to? One weekend of bliss turned into a Freddy Kruger nightmare, one weekend of dying hell. The office was sad and gloomy with tears. Carol’s Speakeasy was off limits now. Carol’s died also, closing down a few months later.

Jeremy’s father kept in contact with the office throughout the initial ordeal. We never heard from his mother or sister until a few days after Jeremy’s confirmed death when his mother and sister started calling, wanting his belongings from his desk, his paychecks, wanting to know who the beneficiary of his life insurance policy was. Arguing between the family members ensued. I think I released everything to the father since he was the one Jeremy was closest to. A memorial was held for Jeremy and a couple hundred people showed up to pay their respects.

Porn filmmaker Robert Prion recently came to Chicago and we spoke about Jeremy and what happened that night. Robert said he came to Chicago that weekend to deliver a film he had just finished. That night, he and Richard Voss (who also worked for me) had gone over to Carol’s to get a drink. There they met up with Teddy and Jeremy. They were there when Jeremy met Dahmer and later in the evening, Jeremy brought Dahmer over to introduce him to them. He said Jeremy was blushing and all smiles.

He told me I had come into the bar around 11 or 12 that night for a short time and when Jeremy saw me, he came over to tell me about this pleasant man he had just met, and then he introduced Dahmer to me. I have to admit that I do not remember any of this.
Since Wisconsin does not have the death penalty, Dahmer would just have to grow old in prison. He adjusted very well to prison life at the Columbia Correctional Institute in Portage, Wisconsin. Initially he was not part of the general population of the prison, which would have put his life in jeopardy. It would just be a matter of time before someone killed him.

The first attempt on Dahmer’s life was July 3, 1994, by a Cuban he had never seen before. This attempt to slash his throat while he was attending a chapel service was unsuccessful.

Dahmer was a model prisoner, and he convinced the prison authorities to allow him more contact with the other prisoners. He was then able to eat in the communal areas and was given some janitorial work to do with other inmates.

For some incredible reason, he was paired up with two highly dangerous men on a work detail. Jesse Anderson, a white man who murdered his wife and blamed it on a black man; and Christopher Scarver, a black delusional schizophrenic who thought he was the Son of God, who was in prison for armed robbery and first degree murder (shooting his victim several times in the head).

It’s not difficult to imagine how Scarver viewed Anderson and Dahmer who had butchered so many black men. It was a lethal, deadly combination.
On November 28, 1994, at 7:50 a.m., Dahmer, Anderson and Scarver were escorted to their work assignment cleaning the bathrooms next to the gym. The guard left the three men alone to do their work. Go figure this innocent mistake – leaving three volatile murderers together, especially one who thought himself to be the Son of God, who without a doubt, might feel that justice needed to be served on the other two.

Within twenty minutes of being left alone and unguarded, Dahmer was found lying in a pool of blood, his head crushed in, and Anderson fatally injured. A bloody broom handle seemed to represent Scarver’s statement on the subject. Jeffrey Dahmer was pronounced dead at 9:11 a.m.

May Jeremy rest in Peace.

A Letter from Jeremy to Steven Toushin

Jeremy had written to me while I was in prison and while going through some files pertaining to my prison years, I found one of Jeremy’s letters to me:

December 1989
Steven,

Hi! Don’t be angry I’m using the office stationary to write you. I didn’t want to send you a “Religious Holiday Greeting” since you seem to celebrate the customs more for festivities’ sake than belief. And maybe seeing something so ordinary from the business you built will give you a bit of joy and pride (which you need now!).

We all expect you back very soon. I know that by 5:05 pm if I haven’t brought up all my charges to David, I always expect to see you by my desk at 5:10 pm to make sure sales are “still coming!” Besides, it’s ridiculous to think that someone who cares so much for his employees & the gay community could be held so long, when a rapist or murderer usually only does 2 to 3 years with good behavior.

And with all the mistakes I’ve made at the Bijou (3 years worth!), the government should know the person owing anyone would be me. I wish you the best, & everyone misses you. Come Back Soon!! And don’t worry, you have the “Wonderful Ms. Randy” keeping things smooth.

You will return to a prospering business.
To Your New Years,
Jeremy
“Ms. Mistake”

P.S. The new catalog is super! I hope you’ve seen it. I’m sorry this letter is so sloppy, but if I took time to erase & be neater, I would have to put it off, and I wanted you to at least get the thought (if not the neatness!).

[Although Jeremy apologizes in the P.S. portion that the letter would have taken longer had he made it neater, on every page of the three-page letter there are elaborate drawings of angels; and it’s clear that every picture was done in pencil first, erased a few times, and then done in ink. Funny how he couldn’t make it neater, but he had the time to draw angels!]
The Aftermath of this Tragedy was More Tragedy

This piece on Jeffrey Dahmer is very personal and very tragic, for Dahmer not only brutally killed young men, but he also killed Jeremy. In 1994, two and a half years after the trial ended, Teddy Jones died, I believe as a direct result of Jeremy’s terrible murder.
The Bijou office mourned for Jeremy for about two years, and Teddy, Jeremy’s best friend, mourned until his own death. Teddy was grief-stricken for his best friend, and he also had terrible bouts of guilt because the night Jeremy met Dahmer, Jeremy had asked Teddy what he thought of this man and whether Jeremy should go to Milwaukee with him. Teddy never got over the fact that he told Jeremy to go and have a good time with Dahmer, that his instincts were so terribly wrong.

Teddy was a party guy, and after Jeremy’s death, he got more into partying, drinking and drugs. Teddy quit working with me at the Bijou office six months after Dahmer was sent to prison. He lived in a building that I owned, so I still saw Teddy, with his happy-go-lucky smile and his little dog Thor.

One year after Teddy stopped working for me, he asked me for a job. We had a long talk; he wanted to turn his life around and he was seeking help. He had stopped the partying and drugging. Teddy worked for me again for about 6 to 8 months. He was happy and doing well, and the Bijou office was happy to have him back.

Then one night he went out partying again, a special occasion, so it was said. His system could not handle the amount of shit he put into his body that night. At one time he probably could have handled what he put into his system, but he had lost his tolerance. He came home and knocked on his neighbor’s door asking for help and when the door opened, Teddy stumbled in and collapsed, dying in his neighbor’s arms.
Teddy Jones was Dahmer’s last victim.
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To refresh my memory, parts of this chapter were derived from the following sources:
Windy City Times, July 25, 1991, Jeff McCourt’s exclusive interview with Teddy Jones.
Chicago Tribune, February 9, 1992, article by Roger Worthington
Chicago Sun-Times, February 9, 1992, article by Maureen O’Donnell
Chicago Sun-Times, February 18, 1992, article by Maureen O’Donnell
www.crimelibrary.com

This story is adapted from the original series of articles printed in The Bijou Chronicles: Sex, Crimes, and other Indiscretions by Steven Toushin, June-October, 2002

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Bachmann is Senator Joe McCarthy reincarnated.

Bachmann- An Ego centric driven by power and the need for attention she wants notoriety, for she is a egotistical media whore. She will never be part of an established order like the Republication party because she would have to wait in line for recognition, for a promotion. Bachmann will not wait in line she will not be dictated to, she will dictate to others.

Backmann wants power, she wants to the leader, so is she a leader? Is she a leader of people? Could she be a leader of America? The answer is NO. She has shown that she doesn’t understand or comprehend complex issues or for that matter simple issues. She doesn’t see the effect of ones actions, decisions. she doesn’t see, let alone understand the consequences of discussions, she doesn’t have the intellect to see beneath the surface of a problem, a situation, a topic. She has shown over and over again that learning, having correct knowledge about a topic to speak on is immaterial. She has shown no sense of shame is stating wrong, erroneous information and facts. She care less about the truth, it’s all about good vs evil, prejudice, fear to the extreme, all to arouse emotions of the sheep. Bachmann’s vision of the world is small and narrow without vision, it’s all about attention and power.