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Click here to see who won the 2009 Sex-Positive Journalism Awards, a.k.a. the Sexies. Most of the winning articles are linked at the site, so if you want to read Time's report on "Plastic Surgery Below the Belt," OC Weekly's feature on "The Martha Stewart of Gay Sex Parties," or Alternet's discussion of "The Hymen Mystique," the award list can be your gateway. I've digested just two of the stories, and I can join the judges in recommending both: Rachel Baker's account of the alleged "pregnancy pact" in Massachusetts and the media frenzy it unleashed, and Michael Mooney's description of what happened when he hired prostitutes to go bowling, play miniature golf, and meet him for ice cream.

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  1. “The Hymen Mystique”

    Just can’t leave them Jews alone , can you?

  2. Sexy journalism will save print.

  3. About ten years ago I was in Brazil on business with some clients and got the idea of hiring a prostitute to take us to all her favorite clubs — places we would never have found on our own. It ended up being a most excellent idea.

  4. Paging Sugarfree…

  5. Michael Mooney’s description of what happened when he hired prostitutes to go bowling, play miniature golf, and meet him for ice cream.

    It’s unlikely I will actually read this, but I definitely like the concept.

    1. Read it.

      I don’t know how to properly describe it. Funny, kind of depressing, and a bit charming at the same time. Weird, but good article.

      1. I was most disturbed by this passage:

        By hole 13, we are discussing what she’d like to do with her life. “I really like economics and marketing,” she says. “I’d like to go back to school and get an MBA and maybe a master’s in economics.”

        “What are some of your favorite economic theories?” I ask, hoping I might be able to show her that I know words like Keynesian.

        “I like more of the micro than the macro,” she says. “Like price control and things like that.” One day, she would like to find a way for governments to pay for all the social programs without having to raise taxes.

        “Any ideas?”

        “No, not yet,” she says as we approach the 17th hole. “See, financially I’m a conservative, but socially I’m a Democrat. I haven’t even made up my mind on who I’m voting for.”

        Wow, a real-life swing voter.

        Still thinking about economics (and still trying to work in Keynesian), I ask, “What’s your dream job?”

        “I’d like to work for the government one day,” she says, smiling at the thought of a prostitute fashioning economic policy. “Secretly, I really want to be the next Alan Greenspan.”

        1. I’m sorry, but I can’t get past the “By hole 13 . . .” in an account of a conversation with a prostitute.

          1. “No, not yet,” she says as we approach the 17th hole.


        2. “I’d like to work for the government one day,” she says, smiling at the thought of a prostitute fashioning economic policy.

          A whore in gov’t? What’s new or clever about that?

  6. This column is going in my rss reader:

    Greek Questions

    a metal picnic table fetish would probably be a metallagorasitotrapezaphilia

    Picnic table fucking? That’s a blog for me.

    1. Poor picnic table fuckers. All three of them probably think they’re the only one on the planet.

  7. One day, she would like to find a way for governments to pay for all the social programs without having to raise taxes.

    This is why she’s a prostitute and not a captain of industry.

    1. What, exactly, is the difference ?

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