Category: full frontal nudity

Emma Watson Nude Photo Hoax; Big Brother 15 David Girton Full Frontal Nudity; SF Gay Sex Clubs Going Extinct

Emma Watson Nude Photo Hoax

In a more complicated story about the nude celebrity photo leaks recently, this one about Emma Watson is really a lot more serious than I think most people realize. It combines feminist discrimination, privacy issues, and censorship…plus a few more. In short, Emma Watson delivered a speech on feminism and a group called 4chan didn’t like it. In response, 4chan allegedly planned to release nude photos of Watson. There was a special Watson web site launched, with a countdown to the release of the nude photos. Somehow a group called Rantic got involved and they made things even more complicated. I’m still unsure about whether or not the photos were released.

Rantic wrote an open letter to the President:

 “We have been hired by celebrity publicists to bring this disgusting issue to attention. The recent 4chan celebrity nude leaks in past 2 months have been an invasion of privacy and is also clear indication that the internet NEEDS to be censored. Every Facebook like, share & Twitter mention will count as a social signature — and will be one step closer to shutting down “

You can read the entire piece here. The thing that worries me the most is the part about censorship.

Big Brother 15 David Girton Full Frontal Nudity

Well over a year ago I did a few posts about racism and gaycism on Big Brother 15, issues that really turned a lot of people off on the show. It got great ratings, but at what future expense? I haven’t felt the same about BB since then. Which is a shame, because I think the game itself is fascinating. This season has been tame in comparison to BB 15 and it was pleasantly reminiscent of the game when it first aired over a decade ago. I think all BB fans hope this continues.

In any event, here’s a link to an article about David Girton who happened to be a BB houseguest during season 15…the racist season. I don’t even remember him because he was one of the first voted off…if not the first. He’s recently gained attention from his unusual tweets and the personal full frontal nude shots he’s been posting on twitter. He has over 22K followers and he’s only following 228 people. They aren’t following him because of his clever, witty tweets.

We can’t say he was on our radar for long (or at all), but here he is now, posting fully nude dick pics, wearing women’s panties, cruising for a dick to suck and seeking weed on Twitter. Consider him back on our radar.
There’s really no explanation for what caused Girton to turn his profile into a XXX paradise, but some things are best left unexplained, right?
Of course there’s an explanation. He wants attention and this is the only way he’ll ever get it. Why gloss over it? Frankly, I’ve seen authors do far worse in my time. At least Girton’s up front and honest about it.

SF Gay Sex Clubs Going Extinct

Here’s an article about San Francisco gay sex clubs becoming extinct, which if history repeats itself shouldn’t surprise anyone. A great deal of gay culture is changing and the gay bar is nothing at all like it used to be unless you go to select places in the US where there is a small concentration of gay men holding on to what they’ve always known. At one time, not more than fifteen years ago, we had three gay bars in New Hope and all were destinations for gay men coming from as far away as Connecticut and Washington, D.C. on weekends. We have one bar left, and it’s mostly a mixed crowd now. Interestingly, we have probably more gay men…couples…living in the area than ever before. Tony and I have neighbors that back up to our property on the west side who are gay and we’ve never actually met them.

This article says there are five reasons why these sex clubs are going extinct. Here’s one:

Hookup apps
Apps like Grindr, Jack’d and SCRUFF have revolutionized how we go about finding Mr. Right Now. Once upon a time, gay men relied on bathhouses and sex clubs to meet one another. These days we’re all about efficiency and location, location, location. With just the swipe of a finger, your next paramour can be in your bedroom in five minutes flat. No more driving across town and paying a $20 entrance fee.

I think that’s the biggest and most important reason…the Internet.

You can read the rest here. I wonder how I’ll be posting about this topic five years from now.

Cowboy Howdy
by Ryan Field

Kellan Lutz, Hercules, Dongs; PinGay Marketing Comments

Kellan Lutz, Hercules, Dongs

Update: After I posted this I heard a few non-believers, and frankly I wasn’t so sure myself if the photo is real. However, someone sent me this next link, where there are more photos that seem to prove Kellan Lutz is all he’s cut out to be. It’s a Facebook link and I don’t think you can view it unless you’re a member.

This only goes to show how much a blogger can miss if he’s too busy focusing on publishing/political issues and not enough on more pop culture oriented material that people really want to read (and see). When author friend, Jon Michaelsen, sent me this link I couldn’t believe I’d missed it.

An image spreading like wildfire on Tumblr reveals why ‘The Legend of Hercules’ actor Kellan Lutz, is truly one of the hottest actors in Hollywood:

Of course this isn’t full frontal nudity, but it’s not that far off…not when you can see vivid dong outlines protruding through sheer fabric of tight work out pants, pushed forward in a way that suggests Kellan left the house knowing exactly what he was doing. Trust me, men worry about these things all the time and they take precautions to make sure these things don’t happen…unless they want them to happen.

In any event, you can view the vivid photos of Kellan’s extra large dong here. There’s also an update stating that one photo might have been enhanced, but no one is certain of this. It could be he just got a chub while he was walking.

In minor news it’s been rumored there were sixteen different fender benders in the same area on the same day big Kellan and little Kellan were spotted taking a stroll together. But don’t quote me on that.

PinGay’s Market Comments

Here’s a link that mentions a new gay social media site that’s evidently geared toward gay porn. It’s being touted as the pinterest of gay porn, hence the name PinGay. (Remember my post about taking an idea or concept and running with it.)

“The gay audience is very much more open about sex, sexuality and indeed porn, and in today’s world of digital social networking channels we wanted to be able to help people save, share and ultimately enjoy their free porn content garnered from the many sources available on the Internet,” Pingay Product Manager Giles Hirst told The Huffington Post.

Okay. This comment is right up there with the way Amish are misrepresented and politicians are often misquoted. I’m not going to go off on a social/political rant here because this is supposed to be fun, and not taken too seriously. However, it’s comments like this that give the wrong impression again. Clearly, the gay population isn’t nearly as large as the straight population. And I highly doubt the porn industry could survive if only gays watched porn, you know, because they are so “much more open” about it. Whether they are open about it or not, there a millions more watching porn who aren’t gay. I also don’t know any gay men who gather together and say, “Hey, man, guess what gay porn I watched last night, because I’m so open and honest about it?” Out of hundreds of gay men I know maybe one or two would say something like that and they aren’t very close friends. The fact is that most gay men, like most straight men, keep their porn private and they aren’t any more open about it than anyone in the straight community. So this guy is only saying that to market his web site and make people think gay men are all porn hounds.

But it’s not meant to be taken seriously and of all the issues facing gay men these days this is the least of them.

You can read more here. Frankly, I think the Kellan Lutz photo is much more erotic because it creates a little mystery. Not much, but you still have to use your imagination to a certain extent.

Victoria, AU: No Gay Records; Michael Fassbender on Gay Marriage

Victoria, AU No Gay Records

I didn’t know this, but up until 1981 there were “gay” crimes in Australia and gay people were arrested and convicted for having gay sex. This all ended in 1981, but evidently the criminal records of those who were prosecuted were not erased. These criminal records held a great deal of significance and those who were convicted were not allowed to do things like travel freely or volunteer or apply for teaching jobs.

And now, over thirty years later, Victoria has become the first state in Australia to expunge these records.

 Under the policy, anyone with a historical conviction for an offence relating to consensual homosexual acts would be able to apply to have their conviction expunged, provided the offence is not a crime under current legislation. Convictions for non-consensual sex or sex with a minor will remain.

The number of arrests and prosecutions that took place before homosexuality was decriminalised is not known although the number is estimated to be in the thousands as gay men were ”witch-hunted” or entrapped by police at the time.

You can read more here.

This brand of entrapment mentioned above is still happening today in the US, only in different forms and I don’t want to get into that right now in detail. But I have known more than a few gay men who have been entrapped by police and for fear of being exposed in public they never said a word to anyone about it. They don’t have to arrest you just for being gay. There are other ways to do it and they can be very clever about it. If you don’t get this, picture a great looking young guy walking around alone in a state park sending strong, visual sexual signals to an older gay man. But the great looking young guy is really a cop luring/baiting the older gay man in order to entrap him and arrest him on grounds similar to disorderly conduct. In some small towns it’s a sport for local cops, and most of the gay men who are targeted this way are not in positions to fight back. So they pay a steep fine, take the humiliation quietly, and pretend nothing ever happened. I had one friend who had something similar happen to him in Griffith Park in LA and when he told me the story in detail once I was horrified.

Michael Fassbender on Gay Marriage

In 2012 I wrote a post about a film, Shame, which starred Michael Fassbender. This is what I wrote back then:

In any event, the main character in “Shame” is a sexual addict. And there are a few full frontal nude scenes with Michael Fassbender that I didn’t expect. I think those scenes were handled well with respect to the theme of the film, and also necessary in a film like this. But I’m not reviewing “Shame” here. I’m only reviewing Michael Fassbender’s full frontal scenes. And Fassbender gets five big gold stars for this one just on full frontal alone. He’s truly one of the more “gifted” actors in Hollywood in this department. In fact, it’s hard to forget these scenes long after you’ve seen them.
Fassbender was recently interviewed and asked how he feels about gay marriage in the US.

‘I’ve always thought it was a bit crazy that it wasn’t allowed. It’s so weird, bizarre,’ Fassbender said Saturday (11 January) as he arrived at the British Academy of Film and Television Arts Los Angeles Tea Party.

 ‘I totally favor it,’ he said of gay marriage being made legal.

You can read more here. And I recommend Shame to anyone interested in an intense drama that revolves around a sex addict looking for something he may or may never find. And, there are several excellent music scenes, too. No spoilers. But there’s much more to this film than Fassbender’s full frontal scene.

Photo Attribution, click on the photo above.

Cheaters Go For Ugly; More Full Frontal Nudity; October Gay History


Cheaters Go For Ugly

This article is all about cheating spouses…or lovers. It’s interesting because the information comes from a survey done by a web site that is geared toward married people looking to cheat on their spouses. And it gets even more interesting when most of the cheaters admit that the people they cheat with are NOT as attractive as their husbands, wives, or partners.

Interestingly, male respondents said they consider their significant others superior to their affair partners in other ways as well. Only 30 percent of men cheated with women younger than their current partners, and only a quarter of the men found their mistresses more interesting or more in shape than their partners.

So why cheat at all? Men admitted that they found their mistresses to be more passionate, better listeners and more caring than their significant others.

The article mentions women in the survey. Oh yes, women cheat, too. This only stands reason. The straight men on that web site are NOT cheating with other straight men.

More Full Frontal Nudity

According to this article, female TV viewers want more full frontal nudity. And there’s a video to prove it.

I hope HBO executives take these ladies’ threats to heart. They’re tired of getting the shaft and instead want to see the shaft. HBO’s female viewers argue for a little more genital equality in a hilarious new clip from College Humor. They have a huge boner to pick with the network. They definitely have my support 😉

Like most articles of this nature I’ve posted about before, this one also mentions that the balance between male full frontal nudity and female full frontal nudity on TV or in films is tipped to one side. And women are not only tired of that, they are now speaking up about it. They even mention the TV show, Hung, on HBO, which is virtually all about a guy with a big dong and no one ever got to see it once. Frankly, I hear these women loudly and clearly. If you’re going to produce a TV show about penis, show penis. And if the guy who is starring in the TV show or film isn’t hung, get one who is.

I don’t like to post photos anymore, but I can link to them.

For a great male full frontal photo, you can go here at Wiki Commons…This guy could star in Hung.

October Gay History

October is Gay History month, and I always find it interesting to read about gay history because there’s so little of it. At least compared to other minorities. When I did research for a gay historical romance with two gay characters on the Titanic, I found virtually nothing dealing with the Edwardian era. And that’s because being gay was kept so hidden. In fact, up until the 1970’s the word gay wasn’t even used in reference to homosexuality.

From my post with the link above:

It’s not going to be too long because there’s not much to add about the sinking of the Titanic we don’t already know, and there’s also not much info out there about being gay at the end of the Edwardian Era because no one with any amount of sense would have admitted to it.

So most gay history is post 1969, and this article mentions three significant events I never knew before.

1973: Dr. Howard Brown, former New York City Health Administrator, made history when he came out of the closet in a speech in front of 600 colleagues. He later became the director of the National Gay and Lesbian Task Force.

You can read more here

James Franco Full Frontal Nudity; Cory Booker Looking For Gay Vote?

James Franco Full Frontal Nudity

Someone sent me this link, and since it’s Labor Day Weekend I thought I would share. Can’t post the photos here on this blog, but the link is safe and it works very well.

Hotness career student, and all around renaissance man James Franco derives many a pleasure from teasing his gay and straight fans alike. We will never forget his Flaunt derriere cover and be forever grateful for it.
But this here photo is one of the best-est gift that could be extended to his legions of fans worldwide. See more pics of Franco after the jump!
Franco is no stranger to nudity on screen – Milk pool scene immediately jumps to mind – but full frontal has alluded all of us waiting for the final frontier to be showcased. Some lucky shutter-bug, however, apparently caught this very missing link while Franco aired out his family jewels on some beach, reaping the benefits some of us would pay a hefty price to witness first hand.
This photo actually supports one of my theories about male full frontal nudity in films, and with well known actors. It’s obvious James Franco has nothing to hide, but this could be the reason why we don’t see more full frontal nudity with male actors. I know they can make it look real with stand-ins. However, no man wants to go there unless it’s absolutely necessary.

Stand-ins are not good for the ego.

Cory Booker Looking For Gay Vote?

There’s been some talk recently about the NJ Democratic candidate running for the Senate, Cory Booker, and whether or not he’s gay. I posted this earlier this week. It was the topic of discussion in a few places I went yesterday. And now it seems he’s being accused of being ambiguous about whether or not he’s gay so he can allegedly snatch up the gay vote.

The Senate campaign of Newark Mayor Cory Booker said his Republican rival was “bigoted” for saying that Booker was “acting ambiguous” in an effort to attract gay votes.

Booker’s team was reacting to comments by Republican Steve Lonegan, a conservative who is trailing badly in polls.

Lonegan, who is known for his blunt style, seemed to raise old rumors that Booker might be gay and told the conservative Newsmax TV that recent Booker comments where he said he doesn’t care if people do think he is gay because “I want to challenge people on their homophobia” were “weird.”

This entire discussion just shows how little the mainstream actually knows about gay men, and how the gay stereotype is perpetuated all the time. It seems to be a given that all gay men are liberal Democrats, as if this is part of their birthright. And just because Cory Booker is a liberal Democrat who gay men “think” might be gay they will run out in droves to the voting booths just for that alone. And that’s just not how it works.

The fact is not all gay men are liberal Democrats. Personally, I’m an independent. Not all gay men vote according to a candidate’s sexuality. If I still lived in New Jersey I probably would vote for Cory Booker. But not because he “could” be gay, or because he’s a Democrat. It’s because I’ve seen what he’s accomplished in the city of Newark and I’d like to see someone in Washington who can get results like that.

Emile Hirsch Full Frontal Nudity; Full Frontal Japan; Free Excerpt Internal Desires

It’s Friday and I like to keep it lighter on weekends, so here are a few more links about full frontal nudity in films and some info on actor Emile Hirsch’s full frontal nudity. I’ve been focusing on this for a variety of reasons, one of which has to do with the double standards in the movie industry between men and women.

This article/post talks about Emile Hirsch where he discusses doing nude scenes in films.

He needn’t worry. Hirsch may have played a horndog teen in love with a porn star in The Girl Next Door, but after his career-making turn as Christopher McCandleless in Sean Penn’s recent Into the Wild, no one is going to mistake this twenty-two-year-old actor for a celebutante.

This web site actually has full frontal nude photos of Emile Hirsch.

I’m sure you remember Emile Hirsch from his impishly sexy turn as Cleve Jones in last years’ MILK, and the angelic Zachary Booth played an openly gay teenager on the N’s WHAT GOES ON.

Under Creative Commons License: Attribution Non-Commercial No Derivatives

I love these “read more at” articles, as if I’m not going to link to them and I’m going to steal their precious, brilliant content and make millions of dollars. Get real. You’re screwing up my blog posts and I’m going to link to you anyway. It’s not as if I can hide anything online.

In any event, small rant over and you can click the link above to read more. As a side note, if you get a chance to see the film “Killer Joe,” you’ll see how well Hirsch can act. He’s not just another pretty face.

Full Frontal in Japan

A web site called Naver Matome from Japan recently started to catalogue a list of male full frontal nudes scenes in films. I found this on Rocket News24, a clever web site I always enjoy. I’m also curious about this because I have a following of readers in Japan and I’m curious about what interests people all over the world.

With summer, the season of blockbusters, it can be hard choosing a film to watch. Perhaps you want to base your movie selection on the appearance of a guy’s junk on screen. Whether you’re looking to catch or avoid some, penises are popping up in comedies like Forgetting Sarah Marshal, super hero flicks such as Watchmen, and sports movies such as Any Given Sunday at an ever increasing rate.

You can read more here. It’s very entertaining. This is how they will be classifying penis, and those who own one.

Penis Owner: Kevin Bacon
Penis Gauge: 5
Blurring: Yes

Free Excerpt: Internal Desires

I have a new indie book coming out soon on Amazon titled, Internal Desires. I’m opting into the lending program this time, which means the book will be only offered at Amazon for three months. It will also be a .99 e-book. I’ve posted my thoughts about this before, both good and bad, and I like to experiment all the time. I honestly never know what to predict and experimenting is the only way to figure out what readers want most.

This is a short story/novella that’s almost 13,000 words. I use the term short story loosely because I come from the school of thought where short stories are usually shorter than 7,000 words. I know there’s debate on that. I’m only going by what I’ve been doing for publishers for many years.

Here’s a short excerpt, in raw version without final edits:

One warm Thursday morning a few years ago I helped my mom and dad pack their new pick-up truck at six o’clock, with suitcases they’d bought for their twenty-fifth anniversary cruise, a silver and white gift-wrapped box that held a crystal bowl, and the blue and white insulted cooler my mom had always used for picnics and family road trips.

            Then I kissed them goodbye, watched them climb into the cab, and stood in the driveway next to the back door in my bare feet. I’d just crawled out of bed and I was only wearing dark blue basketball shorts that went below my knees. My short dark hair was sticking up and my eyes still hadn’t fully adjusted to the bright Montana sunshine. As I watched them pull out of the driveway and disappear down the long gravel road that would lead them to the main road, I waved until I couldn’t see the taillights anymore.

            I went back into the house and up to my bedroom. I fell into bed face down and went back to sleep. My folks were going to a wedding in South Dakota for a second cousin I’d only met twice in my lifetime…once at my grandfather’s funeral and another time at a family reunion in West Yellowstone. They’d wanted me to come along with them but I’d backed out with what I thought were two excellent excuses: I had to be home for the last baseball game in a league I’d been part of since high school, and I had to help break in a new horse at the dude ranch where I worked part time.

            Both excuses, however, could have been avoided and I could have gone to the wedding with them if I’d really wanted to go. The baseball league I’d been playing with since high school had lost every single game that season and the final game on that second Saturday in July didn’t even matter. We were only going through the motions by then and I didn’t need to be there. But more than that, I’d already decided I would not go back and play with them after this season ended.

            That same summer I’d graduated from community college and I was planning to attend a four year college in the fall. And the excuse about breaking in the horse was almost as lame as the baseball excuse. I’d been working part time as a cowboy at a dude ranch since I’d graduated from high school and the horses weren’t exactly bucking bronco rodeo material, if you catch my drift. They were old and tired, weak and friendly. They were bought and maintained to entertain overweight tourists from all over the country who wanted to experience the Wild West in Montana in a gentle, inauthentic way. The horse I told my mom and dad I had to help break in was so mild and so even-tempered he ate right out of my hand.

            The truth is I didn’t want to go to the wedding. My mom and dad rarely travel. They never even leave the property. They had me later in life and they’re both retired now. So I’d never actually been all alone in the house. I’d been too young to leave alone when they’d gone on the twenty-fifth anniversary cruise and I’d gone to stay with my grandmother. I knew it would take them two days to get to their destination, they would be there for two days, and then it would take two more days for them to return. I wanted to take advantage of being home all alone for almost a week. And even though I gave them lame excuses, I did have an excellent reason for not wanting to go with them.  

            When I finally did climb out of bed that Thursday I checked my phone to see if my mom and dad had left any text messages. We’d already agreed that texting would be the best way to communicate while they were gone. They knew I couldn’t talk long if I was working at the dude ranch, and I had a bad reputation when it came to answering the phone. But I never missed a text and they knew it. If it hadn’t been for me I don’t think they ever would have bothered to learn how to text message anyone. They were in their early sixties and none of their friends texted.

            I glanced at my phone and saw one incoming message. I tapped the screen and read it aloud. “Just checking in to see how you are, sweetie. Your dad doesn’t like stopping for restrooms, but other than that we’re fine. Keep in touch. Love, Mom.”

            I replied the same way I usually reply to them. “K.” 

            I smiled when I set the phone down on my computer desk, relieved that I’d decided not to join them. My dad was the type who liked to keep driving until he needed to stop for gas. My mom was the type who needed to pee every twenty miles. I’ll never forget the last road trip I took with them to West Yellowstone. My dad actually threatened to get an empty mayonnaise jar at one point so my mom could pee in that instead of stopping every half hour. You can imagine the look she sent him.

            After I showered, I went down to the living room stark naked and turned on the TV. I felt so free and adult because I’d never walked around naked that way in the house before. I didn’t have to work that day and I knew all my friends were busy. I wanted to rest up, too. I had big plans for that night, something a little outrageous and possibly dangerous. I wanted to do something I’d never done before and I was so nervous about it I could hardly concentrate on the movie I was watching. I couldn’t even eat. I wound up falling asleep on the sofa sometime around five in the afternoon out of sheer frustration. When I opened my eyes and glanced at the time on the cable box under the TV it was almost seven-thirty.

            I went into the kitchen, ate a candy bar, and gulped a can of diet soda. My mom had left prepared meals on the freezer with little notes on them, but I didn’t want to eat anything too heavy that night. Then I went back up to my bedroom and checked my messages again. My mom had left another text that read, “We’re stopping for the night. Your dad’s legs are getting stiff. Hope all is well. Love Mom.” It was only about a twelve hour drive from Great Falls, Montana to Hot Springs, South Dakota. But I knew my dad couldn’t deal with more than six hours in the car at a time. I also knew that with all that stopping and going along the way thanks to my mom’s bladder, not to mention an hour to stop for lunch, a six hour drive with them could turn into eight or nine hours.

             I replied with, “It’s all good here. Love, Randy.” I added the love part because I knew my mom would like it.

Full Frontal Nudity: Mike Doyle; Gov. Chris Christie Gets Slammed Again For His Weight

The other night I watched a film titled, “Union Square,” and actor Mike Doyle was part of the cast. I knew nothing about him, but I thought he looked a little like Matt Bomer so I looked him up later that night with just a basic simple search.

First, I saw that he’s known mostly for TV shows I’d probably never watch, and second, to my surprise, I saw that he’s also done male full frontal nudity on stage. And since I’ve posted about that before, and how there always seems to be a double standard with regard to male full frontal nudity and female full frontal, I figured I’d post about Mike Doyle’s full frontal nude scene. (He allegedly did this in a play at Lincoln Center.)

Unfortunately, the only links I can offer in this post about Mike Doyle’s full frontal nude scenes through a simple search are blanks.

This blogger who I’m linking to now was asked to remove the alleged full frontal nude photos of Doyle by Lincoln Center. They threatened him with legal action if he didn’t remove them. He’s updated his post a few times to explain things, and it seems more sites have removed the full frontal content of Mike Doyle. And we all know that no small blogger is going to go up against Lincoln Center’s legal team. I wouldn’t do it.

There are several links here, at, in the comment thread, but all of those come up with “Sorry, the file you have requested is not available.” I guess Lincoln Center went all out, because there don’t seem to be any photos or videos of Mike Doyle’s full frontal nude scene anywhere on the web, at least not with a simple search. And frankly, I don’t have the time or inclination to dig deeper on this one.

I’m not sure if this is a copyright issue or a privacy issue. I’m really on the fence about this one. I’ve posted about how I thought it was a disgrace that both Princess Kate and Prince William had their privacy invaded when the press snapped nude photos of them against their wishes, ignoring all good taste and definitely invading their privacy in the worst way. And even though there was a double standard in that case as well, I don’t think either of them should have been subjected to that kind of invasion of privacy because neither of them were looking for that kind of attention.

However, this Mike Doyle case isn’t quite the same. Look at it this way, if I decide to pull down my pants in public, show what I have to the world in a play, and I get paid for it at the same time and someone snaps a photo and it goes live on the Internet, is that an invasion of my privacy? I don’t have the answer to that. But it can get complicated and bloggers have to be cautious about this.

As a side note, I cannot in good faith recommend the film “Union Square.” I watched it on DVR, but I found it long and tedious and I wound up fast forwarding more than a few scenes. The character Mike Doyle plays is basically bland and lifeless…a happy-go-lucky veggie eating guy who thinks he’s cornered the market on lifestyle and health in that annoying pushy way. They don’t eat turkey for Thanksgiving; they eat veggies shaped like cute little animals…or something. And I thought the main plot lacked the emotion they were obviously shooting for. In other words, when you try to get too deep and too artistic sometimes it winds up looking like a high school production. At one point, where there was a scene with Mira Sorvino standing on the edge of a bridge, I wanted to shout, “Jump already.”

Gov. Chris Christie Tells Off Big Mouth Doctor On CNN

I’m not all that political, but I am from New Jersey and I now live only a mile away from New Jersey in Pennsylvania. The day I had to turn in my New Jersey driver’s license at the Pennsylvania DMV was one of the hardest days of my life. And in spite of how much I like where I live in New Hope, I still consider myself a New Jersey resident and will never really think of Pennsylvania as “home.” I’m not even sure I could tell you who the governor of PA is, but I could tell you it’s Chris Christie in NJ.

You can’t live this close to New Jersey and not hear something new about outspoken governor, Chris Christie, almost daily. I find his honest approach refreshing, because he says and does a lot of the things I’ve always wanted to see a politician say and do. In other words, he doesn’t take any shit from anyone. He doesn’t placate and pretend to be someone he isn’t. And what I’m linking to below is classic Chris Christie at his best.

It seems there was this doctor giving an interview on CNN, a TV station I stopped watching a long time ago because of this kind of WTF-ery. Also a TV station struggling to survive right now.

Connie Mariano, a doctor in the White House medical unit from 1992 to 2001, said in an interview on CNN that Christie, a blunt-spoken Republican who is seen as a strong contender if he decides to run for president in 2016, risks a heart attack or a stroke if he does not slim down.

“It’s almost like a time bomb waiting to happen unless he addresses those issues before running for office,” Mariano said.

Now, I don’t know if doc Connie is dumb or arrogant, or both. But that’s exactly what she said.

And this is what Chris Christie said in response:

“I find it fascinating that a doctor in Arizona who has never met me, never examined me, never reviewed my medical history or records, knows nothing about my family history, could make a diagnosis from 2,400 miles away. She must be a genius,” Christie said, adding: “My children saw that.”

He called Mariano “just another hack who wants five minutes on TV.”

I watched a clip about this on the local news last night and Christie goes on to say that he actually had to explain to his kids that he’s okay, thanks to that idiot doctor. That’s bad enough in itself, and I think doc Connie should offer a public apology and shut her big mouth from now on. That is unless she’s found a cure for people who get run over by buses, or any of the other things that take lives on a daily basis so unexpectedly. But even more, what she did is a subtle form of bullying, and no one should be subjected to that. Because in the end, it’s no one’s damn business what anyone else weighs, eats, drinks, smokes, or does. And that’s a privacy issue I do understand.

I happen to be very conscious about what I eat because I don’t want to gain weight. In fact, I’m fanatical sometimes and it’s not always easy. And I’ve learned that maintaining a certain weight is more about portion control than what you eat. But I’m also no veggie-tofu pushing extremest, and I consider a big juicy piece of prime rib more than just a meal. It’s an event. And I dare anyone to tell me I shouldn’t be eating it.

More Male Full Frontal Nudity: "Shame" with Michael Fassbender

I swear I don’t go looking for these films, but I stumbled across the movie “Shame” last night, with Michael Fassbender, on one of the cable channels and found another male full frontal nude scene. And because male full frontal has always been so taboo I figured I’d post one more time about it.

The plot of “Shame” revolves around sex addiction, which I write about to a certain extent in my upcoming book “The Wall Street Shark.” But because I’ve also read there’s controversy about sex addiction I focused more on my character’s alcohol addiction and touched on the topic of sex addiction. And this is why I played it safe in my book:

 Sexologists have not reached any consensus regarding whether sexual addiction exists or, if it does, how to describe the phenomenon.

Frankly, after doing the research, I’m not sure I believe sex addiction exists either. But I know there are those who would disagree, and I’m not an expert on the topic and don’t claim to know any answers.

In any event, the main character in “Shame” is a sexual addict. And there are a few full frontal nude scenes with Michael Fassbender that I didn’t expect. I think those scenes were handled well with respect to the theme of the film, and also necessary in a film like this. But I’m not reviewing “Shame” here. I’m only reviewing Michael Fassbender’s full frontal scenes. And Fassbender gets five big gold stars for this one just on full frontal alone. He’s truly one of the more “gifted” actors in Hollywood in this department. In fact, it’s hard to forget these scenes long after you’ve seen them.

But the film is really very good, too, and I think highly underestimated. If there is such a thing as sex addiction, it’s handled in a professional, honest way in “Shame.” Here are some reviews about it, and I personally would recommend it even if Fassbender hadn’t done such an eloquent, artistic job letting it all hang out, so to speak. He’s not just a gifted man in the full frontal department, he’s also a gifted actor. And I haven’t seen anyone mention this in any other reviews anywhere.

As an added addition, actress Carey Mulligan stars as Fassbender’s unusual sister, and she gives one of the best musical performances of the song “New York, New York,” I’ve ever heard.