Fellow Pornographers:
I sold my sites Booble and Sir Rodney to Wildline in 2010 and went back to mainstream with a little cash and fond memories. One was working with Al Goldstein, who blogged for Booble from 2006-08. He presented Vicky Vette and Lisa Sparxxx with their Booble Girl of the Year awards. And we ran him for the democratic nomination for President in 2007 (no one showed up at our press conference). Eventually, Al just couldn't write his blog anymore. He couldn't find anyone to transcribe his incoherent raving. We paid him for doing nothing for a while, but after a year of charity, we reluctantly shut his blog down. It didn't generate much traffic even when Al was posting regularly.
First, let me say, Al would have LOVED his obit in the NY Times.
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/12/20/ny...t-77.html?_r=0
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He's probably carrying the clipping around with him in porn heaven, showing it to anyone in earshot when he is not jerking off.
Al was a rebel, and a cautionary tale for all of us. Thats' what I want to share with you, my fellow rebels, today. Take this however you want, and I will go fuck myself ;)
Lesson #1. You can't be a rebel forever. Al tried to be a rebel his whole life, but the rebel thing wears down and everything eventually becomes mainstream. It can't be sustained that long, though Al tried. Like everyone, he got old and when he did he had nowhere to go with his career. The porn business was suddenly online. He barely knew how to use a pc. And no one in our business gave two shits about a broken down old pornographer. Lesson #2: when you have money, you have to hold onto it for dear life, especially if you are an entrepreneur in the adult business. Just when you're riding high, things change. If google edited adult, you'd all be broke. Hang on to your money. Lesson #3: it is a terrible idea to harass your secretary. Yes, she was a bitch, but Al was terribly vindictive. It did not end well for him. I'd only wish his legal bills my worst enemy, if I had one.
It was sad but not unexpected to hear that Al died broke and alone. He was so busy being angry at the world, and satisfying his compulsive needs, that he never took the time to connect with the many people who offered their friendship over the years. When he did open himself up, it was inevitably to the wrong people, with the exception of Penn Gillette, who took Al on as a personal charity. God bless him. Lesson #4: build up your offline relationships, and make them the most important thing in your life. Stop spending so much time on GFY and counting your affiliate sales every day.
The world's a better place because of crazy men like Al, who lust to break all taboos and refuse to worship false idols. He is part of the reason we are all here.
RIP old man. I'm glad your suffering is at an end. Thanks for pioneering this business, breaking the rules, taking the bullets, and having fun with it. And thanks for the life lessons. I know how much they cost you.
God bless all the good people in the GFY community. I wish you all happy holidays. The bad people (there are more here than elsewhere): Go Fuck Yourself!
