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Hef also liked to post photos of the animals in his private zoo (I had read that he had the only 'private zoo' license in the city of Los Angeles), and of the friends that he would invite over for his weekly 'movie night'.
i know someone who worked at that zoo years ago. she just texted me this morning that her "old boss hugh died". she did not have to wear a lingerie or bunny costume of any kind fortunately.
Again, they wouldn't have been there if they hadn't wanted to be. If the bunnies wanted to be normalized and objectified, oh, well, their choice.
There were a lot of careers back then that objectified women. Airline stewardess, for example. Sexy, sexy, sexy. And of course modeling. Go-Go dancing. And so forth.
Not quite to the same degree. If it were the same thing, we wouldn't be discussing what a "trail blazer" he was.
I've got the 40th anniversary issue next to my toilet for reading - really great articles and interviews in that magazine - and this issue tells the story of Playboy's beginnings. I believe excerpts from his then-forthcoming autobiography. To get articles and art for the 1st issue he gave writers and artists the option of taking stock as payment. One guy who's name I can't recall was paid $400 is stock and when he cashed it in 1971, when Playboy went public, and became a multi-millionaire.
As a now 73 year old female, I'll confess I always looked at Playboy magazines owned by my male friends. And yep, the first thing I did was unfold the centerfold. I then read the jokes (they were the best), loved the letters to the editor, and last but not least, I read the articles, interviews, and stories.
I can't remember at what point I stopped. I suppose when I moved away (physically and emotionally) from my male friends and settled on one, who didn't buy Playboy.
Maybe the repressed and\or dumber ones. He main-streamed sex. That's one big foot in the door for the US to escape it's puritanical roots. Ironically, he arguably helped women more than men.
I'm hardly repressed *or* dumb, but I wasn't a fan of Hugh Hefner.
I mean, I feel like basically everything he did was directly related to enabling him living out his repressed teenage fantasies. He literally made a lifestyle out of coercing much MUCH younger women into sex with the promise of money/fame/success and controlling every aspect of their lives. So yeah, he did push for some societal changes that were ultimately positive for women, but as a man and a human being he was a controlling, rapey, misogynistic creep.
Did some good come from his having existed? Sure. But he was still a f***ing creep, and the fact that so many men say he was "living the dream" REALLY skeeves me out, considering just how Hef treated women (all of this is WELL documented, and no, I'm not doing the work for you beyond posting one article. If you really care enough to argue I expect you care enough to google).
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