Christy Mack vs The Race Card: Round Two

Christy Mack

On the popular porn community site, FreeOnes, Christy Mack posted, answering a few questions from fans and providing some insight into her personality and professional agenda. Stating for the record her views on interracial hardcore, Christy seemed to clear everything up, saying “I do not do IR (interracial) because I don’t want to right now. I may do it in the future, I may not. I’m just being real with you all.” And in the minds of many fans it was this comment that solidified her racism? Perhaps Mack just isn’t fond of the way many directors instruct their African American male stars to act, constantly tossing out lines like “Take that big black monster dick, you white slut!” Perhaps her boyfriend, MMA fighter War Machine, simply knows when he’s genitally outmatched and has asked his beloved to abstain while with him. Perhaps (though I doubt it) Christy Mack has some physical limitation barring her from riding any dick over 9″, putting Mandingo, Lex Steele, Sean Michaels, and Shane Diesel out of competition for her cooch.

Most simply, though, Christy Mack is likely holding off on performing an interracial scene because she knows the presiding rule of governing one’s career as a female performer in adult entertainment: avoid an act for years and when you finally give in you’ll make much more than any initial offering. In porn, the bottom line always wins. When it comes to boy-girl, creampie, anal, DP, or gangbang scenes, the bottom line wins. And, when it comes to African American penises entering white women, the bottom line wins again.

Not in my house

Christy Mack vs The Race Card: Round One

Nowadays, the only thing worse than being racist is accusing someone of being racist. ‘Playing the race card,’ generally involves bringing an observation or accusation of racism into a conversation thought to be otherwise devoid of such subtext. Usually, though, the racism is present, just well-hidden (as is historically customary), leaving the now obviously bigoted to resort to shame-avoiding debating techniques like shouting “The race card! The race card!” This phrase immediately makes the subject (the person ‘playing the race card’) a bleeding-heart liberal windbag who should be ignored at all costs and the person who initially roused said windbag’s anti-racist ire a valiant protector of free speech. Oh, the irony!

What to do, though, when a favorite pornstar is accused to harboring racist sentiments that keeps her from fulfilling your most precious fantasy? What to do, though, when Christy Mack openly states that she won’t fuck black guys on camera, denying her fans the hardcore interracial scene they’ve been clamoring for?

Christy Mack

Christy Mack, the heavily tattooed, mohawked vixen who’s taken the porn world by storm of late, has been labelled “a racist” by some so-called fans simply because she has decided not to have sex with African Americans in her professional life. I first encountered such an accusation in a comment (since removed) on a Videobox scene and, some hasty Googling later, found a wealth of outrage from fans pissed they won’t see Lex Steele tear up Mack’s pussy anytime soon. “Racist!” they cried, insisting that any woman who doesn’t fuck black men must utterly loathe them. But could that possibly be true? Does that make me racist ’cause I’ve never boned an Eskimo?

Local Artist Fists Bankrupt Detroit

Artist and provocateur Jerry Vile, known to his parents as Jerry Peterson, was born and raised in the Motor City. With news of Detroit’s bankruptcy causing a swell of concern, derision, and support from all corners of the country, Vile decided to take action. While Detroit residents buckle down for what will likely be an even tighter and less forgiving financial state from here on out, Vile rode up to a local Hart Plaza landmark, a suspended statue of Joe Louis’s clenched fist, and installed an object he believes will make Detroit’s bankruptcy filing move along more easily and less painfully.

Jerry Vile

Called “Vessel of Hope” and intended to “grease the wheels of justice” as Detroit attempt to reestablish itself as a viable economy and community, Vile’s creation keeps his public persona firmly ensconced in the kinkier side of art. Also the creator of the annual Dirty Show, a celebration of erotic art, Vile responded to city officials’ announced intention to remove the giant Crisco can by refusing to participate in said hauling away: “I should go pick it up. But it might be a trap.”

The fist, known officially as ‘Monument to Joe Louis’, may have been created by sculptor Robert Graham in honor of the power held in the former heavyweight champ’s fist, power that led to his success in the ring and his contributions to the destruction of Jim Crow laws, but now thanks to Vile’s temporary addition – it was removed mere hours after installation – it’ll forever be seen as the royal fisting given to the people of Detroit by its government and the hopefully smoother ride ahead of one of America’s great cities.

Literature Lust – Mr. Pink’s Sex Advice

Missy Pinks at MrPinks.comDear Missy Pink,

I’m a female, 40+ in age, married to the same man for 21 years. Life has become comfortable, yes, routine and at times feeling a bit of a rut has taken over, but still, comfortable. We’re the typical next door neighbor, we both work, empty nesters, are in bed after the nightly news and Saturday nights are reserved for sex. My one relaxing act through the week is reading, and, I enjoy the dirty paperback books that need to be hidden between reading episodes. That’s how I put myself to sleep at night, dozing off between chapters. My husband recently picked up one of my books for the first time and read through a few pages. Now he’s thinking I want what’s written on the pages and he’s excited about trying different types of sexual fetish acts, and I don’t want that at all, it’s fun to read about, but, that’s where it stops. How do I tell him without him thinking I’m just not interested in getting kinky with him?

Literature Lust

Dear Lust,
Well, it’s a fine pornographic pickle you find yourself in! If you were to ask 10 women if they’d be game to follow his excitement or would they be more apt to agree with you, where reading about it is enough, I would have to first ask, how many of those 10 women are single, how many married. I say that, for a good reason.

When a couple get together and everything is new, exciting, abundantly wrapped in flirting and innuendoes, they enjoy the naughtiness of reaching an orgasm. The acts of hardcore pleasure, fetish filled moments that make them think about what’s transpired until they have the next erotic escapade. It’s all consensual and sensual when it’s fresh and new, but, as you mentioned, you’ve been married for over twenty years, so, there is this sort of adult image, an aura of being a responsible pillar of the community, things have settled down to a pace you feel good about. For singles, there is still that wildness of exploration and experimentation, for married people, it’s familiarity.

Men are visual creatures, so, as he read the pages of your book, he imagined seeing you in a sexy bit of lingerie, stockings tied around your wrists and ankles, your chest rising and falling from hard breathing as you anticipate the fetish act he’ll bestow upon you. In his mind, he may have only read a few pages, but, his imagination has taken him through volume two and three already. It may be too, he believes since that’s what you’re reading about, that’s what you want, and he’s happy to comply.
For women, we seemingly enjoy wrapping our minds around the written word. Anything can be sexy to us if it’s narrated from the pages in a manner that leaves us feeling as though we can become one of the characters….and that is the key. We place ourselves in the book, we become who we’re reading about, it’s an escape from the everyday life of who we are, and it will make for some very passionate and wet dreams through the night, but, when the alarm goes off, we return to our own bed, our own life, and our own way of feeling comfortable.

With kindness and compassion, explain to your husband that you love him, and you lust after him, but in the manner as things are now, that is what you find sexy. Tell him the books are merely fantasy, and reality is much better in your opinion. Just as he watches football every weekend and imagines himself on the field, grunting and sweating and scoring the winning touchdown, it’s a great dream, but he wouldn’t really want to take that brutal punishment each weekend. Once you make him understand he scores highly every Saturday night in the bedroom, he’ll feel like the most valuable player of your life.