Sex
Reform school
A program for first-time johns lets offenders off the hook in exchange for their attendance at a daylong session taught by ex-hookers.
When she spoke as a prostitute, Norma Hotaling was like a ventriloquist’s dummy or a pet parrot. “They pay you to say certain things,” she recalls in a phone interview, launching into examples of prompt and response. “‘Do you like that?’ ‘Oh yes, I like that’; ‘Am I the best?’ ‘You’re the best’; ‘Did you come?’ ‘I came so good’; ‘Are you my bitch?’ ‘I’m your bitch’; ‘Do you love me?’ ‘I love you.’”
Hotaling left the streets in 1989, and now she tells her story to rooms full of johns. To one such group, she described her old self as “homicidal and suicidal. I was waiting for one of you to take me out somewhere and act a little crazy or ask me to do something I didn’t want to do or push my head a little bit harder down on your dick, and I was going to kill your ass. And I had a plan and I had weapons and I had a deep desire to do that, because I was so full of rage.”
Her captive audience was attending “john school,” the most celebrated branch of a diversion program Hotaling developed with the San Francisco Police Department and the district attorney. Under the First Offenders of Prostitution Program (FOPP), charges against first-time johns are dropped if they pay a $500 fee and attend a daylong educational session. During the seven-hour class, health department officials, police officers, the D.A.’s staff and former prostitutes detail the ways prostitution reverberates beyond the trick.
Most of the fee money goes to FOPP’s parent organization, Standing Against Global Exploitation, which Hotaling founded to help women leave — and recover from — prostitution. Thus the johns fund job training, therapy and other services for former prostitutes, in effect paying for the damage they’ve done, Hotaling says. “It’s a restorative justice program.”
Eleven years ago, Hotaling was a homeless streetwalker who’d been addicted to heroin for 21 years. Then she turned herself in at the nearest precinct, insisting she be put in jail. She stayed there for six weeks and almost died during drug withdrawal. When she got out, she started doing AIDS outreach work, motivated to stay straight and useful by “rage at the system and love for my sisters.”
“People talk about prostitution, for some reason, like survival of the fittest,” she says. About “the girls with sexual abuse, the girls that are on the street, the girls who are drug addicted, society says, ‘Oh well, they got eaten up; they weren’t the strongest of our herd.’ This is a group of women nobody cares about.” In 1993, Hotaling founded SAGE, which now has 22 full-time staffers and 30 therapists who donate their services. Of the full-timers, 18 are former prostitutes.
New York filmmaker Bill Shebar is making a short documentary about SAGE, and he showed me his footage of Hotaling and two other former prostitutes speaking to rows of men at john school. “Sue” says calmly from the podium, “I have duct-taped and pistol-whipped and robbed people and left ‘em to die — because you get to a point where you get tired of being abused and you want to be the abuser.”
“Dawn” says she started working the streets at age 13, and robbed her customers because her pimp beat her if she didn’t. She starts her talk with attitude, but then breaks down as she urges the johns to quit and regain their self-respect, as she did. Wiping her face furiously, she sobs, “Now I don’t want your money. You couldn’t give me your money. And I don’t care how much you have because today I am off drugs and I love myself today. You got to learn to love yourself.” She mumbles “Thank you” as she rushes off the podium with her face in her hands.
Hotaling scans the room of johns slowly as she says, “I was exploited as a child in prostitution at ages 5, 6 and 7.” Now in her late 40s, she looks like a suburban mom with her short, frosted hair and long, loose-fitting top. “I don’t know when I got hepatitis C — I know it almost killed me last year. I don’t know when I got hepatitis B. I do know if you said, ‘Let’s not use a condom,’ I’d say, ‘Sure, who cares?’ I did not care about you and I did not care about me.”
It was the disregard for condoms among sex workers that initially inspired the police to work with Hotaling on FOPP. Soon after she’d started SAGE, Hotaling read in the paper about a San Francisco police lieutenant who was arresting johns. “I thought, That’s great,” Hotaling says, and she decided to call him up “because the law is written in a nondiscriminatory manner — anyone soliciting for prostitution shall be arrested — but it’s always applied predominantly against women and girls, not against the customers.”
Then she learned that the lieutenant was Joe Dutto, who’d arrested her more than 30 times in the 1980s. “He was scary, this big guy you didn’t want to cross.” She called him anyway, in early 1995, and Dutto told her he was disturbed by what he’d been hearing on the arrest tapes of undercover cops busting johns and hookers. Many of the johns offered to pay more for unprotected sex, and many of the women agreed. (Hotaling confirms that 30 to 50 percent of the men in FOPP don’t want to use condoms.) Dutto told her he was worried about the spread of HIV and other STDs. Hotaling said, “I’m a health educator. I’ll put together the program,” which she did, in two months.
According to the district attorney, FOPP boasts a recidivism rate of less than 2 percent. More than 3,300 men have attended john school in San Francisco, and only 57 have been rearrested anywhere in California. I ask Hotaling if the original idea of having prostitutes tell their stories was to scare the johns straight.
“In the beginning,” she replies, “I only wanted the women to have a venue to speak. I thought it would be powerful for them to confront another layer of their history, to actually confront men and tell them the truth finally about prostitution. So I went in there thinking it would be a success if the women didn’t get tomatoes thrown at them and ended up feeling empowered.”
She didn’t think much about the men’s response, partly because the women are her priority but also because she “did not believe that men would even consider giving up their right to buy women … This was a privilege and a right that men have because they’re men. ‘You’re superior, so you get this.’ And we were asking them to look at it, but I didn’t think they’d give it up.”
Yet Hotaling also knew from her own experience that the privilege didn’t make them all that happy. She says of her eight years in the business, “The men were coming to me because they were lonely and had no relationships of any depth. And they were pretending this was a relationship and pretending that it worked for them. But I knew they were as sad as I was when it was over.”
“Steven” is a handsome, soft-spoken man in his 40s who estimates he bought sex 1,000 times before he was caught and sent to john school. He agreed to be in Shebar’s film but asked me to give him a pseudonym. In the film, Steven describes visiting prostitutes as an addiction: Though he had a girlfriend, he spent more and more time cruising the streets. Three months after his arrest and into his “recovery,” he says, “the ironic thing is that the very thing you thirst for — which is human contact — the real sources for it, from your real life, fade over time. It became harder and harder to have a genuine relationship with a girlfriend [the more I had] these artificial relationships.”
John school opened his eyes to his artificial better halves. “Never once, in 1,000 times, did a single girl talk about her pimp. Sometimes you would know that they’d want to go score drugs, but for the most part you’re getting the Disneyland version — you know, the dolled-up lady.” In john school, he found out that the women’s lives shared with his “a history of abuse, abandonment, great pain and essentially a very low self-worth.” Hotaling says a lot of johns come from such backgrounds.
Hotaling’s compassion for both parties doesn’t soften her stance against prostitution itself. Some prostitute advocates criticize SAGE for opposing legalization of prostitution and cooperating with the police. But though Hotaling admits there may be cases where a particular sex-for-money exchange is victimless, she insists that “people buying people in order not to face real life” takes its toll on society.
When prostitutes protest that their johns are nice guys, she says she asks them, “‘Can you be the real person that you are, when he walks in the door, if you’re having PMS or angry at someone? No, they don’t want you that way.’ That’s the limitation that prostitution offers these guys, and they start seeing women as these limited human beings. So when women get angry, they’re like, ‘Fuck you, I’ll go buy Sally, she’s never angry.’ Or ‘She’s not hurt, she doesn’t have sexual abuse, she doesn’t have sexual harassment at work.’
“And that’s a real problem,” continues Hotaling. “The men who run the economic system that women work in, the political system, the men who make laws — if they’re johns, they don’t see women as whole people. A great case in point is Dick Morris. I read where he was pushing President Clinton to sign the welfare reform bill. The rest of Clinton’s staff split with him and said, ‘This is really going to hurt women and girls.’ And right after that, it came out that Morris was a customer of prostitutes.”
Virginia Vitzthum is a writer living in New York. More Virginia Vitzthum.
Taxing strip clubs for rape
Politicians are holding adult entertainment venues responsible for funding sexual assault services
(Credit: iStockphoto/wragg) It used to be that strip clubs were merely blamed for society’s ills. Now they’re actually being charged for it.
In recent years, measures have been introduced in Georgia, Pennsylvania, Texas, Illinois and, most recently, California to apply special taxes to strip clubs — specifically to fund sexual assault services. Now, even if you aren’t inclined to view erotic entertainment as the source of all evil, this might seem an appropriate aim — who wants to argue against additional support for rape survivors? It would seem even more so when you consider politicians’ and activists’ repeated claims of solid scientific evidence showing a link between strip clubs — specifically those that sell alcohol — and sexual violence.
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Massage therapists rubbed wrong by sex talk
A Jennifer Love Hewitt show and the Travolta allegations have masseuses tired of being confused for sex workers
(Credit: iStockphoto/sybanto) Joe, a licensed massage therapist, knows what it’s like having a famous client who expects something extra. He had an Academy Award-winning actor begin gyrating on his massage table before raising his hips in the air to show off his erection. “He was hoping that I would play with him in some shape or form,” he says.
Needless to say, Joe isn’t surprised by allegations by two masseurs that John Travolta got handsy during massages. (Travolta’s attorney has denied all the allegations, and called them “ridiculous.”) “It happens all the time,” he says, and not just with celebrity clients. He frequently encounters men who try to fondle him, usually while he’s working on their glutes or lower back and their hand happens to be level with his crotch. “They think they’re so original, but they’re all so much the same,” Joe says, his voice rising. “They all use the same tactics, the same body movements, the same gyrations and grinding my table, the [heavy] breathing.”
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Tracy Clark-Flory is a staff writer at Salon. Follow @tracyclarkflory on Twitter. More Tracy Clark-Flory.
A night at the vibrator museum
Early vibrators were hand-cranked, two-person jobs -- and prescribed by doctors. How far we've come since then
(Credit: Antique Vibrator Museum) I can now say that I’ve used a turn-of-the-century vibrator — on my hand, but still.
The silver, hand-cranked contraption is usually kept behind glass at Good Vibrations’ Antique Vibrator Museum in San Francisco — but staff sexologist Carol Queen made a rare exception. “This is very special,” she whispered, unlocking the case and carefully pulling out Dr. Johansen’s Auto Vibrator, a relic from 1904. The “auto” part is not so much: It was a two-person job, with her having to crank the device’s handle to get it thrumming. Pressing my finger tips to its inch-wide circular platform of pleasure, I was pleasantly surprised by its power.
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Maggie Gyllenhaal on sexual liberation
The beloved indie star tells Salon about her "vibrator movie" and why she loves playing transgressive women
Maggie Gyllenhaal (Credit: Reuters/Mark Blinch) When I met Maggie Gyllenhaal about six weeks ago, she was enormously and gloriously pregnant, stretching out on a sofa with her shoes off and feet up in a Manhattan office building. (Since that time, Gyllenhaal and husband Peter Sarsgaard have welcomed their second daughter, Gloria Ray, to the world.) We were there to talk about “Hysteria,” the charming, lightweight feminist farce from director Tanya Wexler that explores a key event in the history of female sexuality: the invention of the vibrator by Mortimer Granville, a Victorian doctor who was seeking to cure the mysterious “female malady” that lends the movie its title.
Continue Reading CloseMother-daughter sexperts
Susie Bright and her daughter, Aretha, make parental talks about sex look easy -- and fun
Most parents loathe talking to their kids about the birds and the bees, let alone pubic hair grooming, faked orgasms and “water sports” — but most parents are not legendary “sexpert” Susie Bright.
Better than talking about these things, she penned an advice column in 2009 with her daughter, Aretha, then 19, for the ladyblog Jezebel. Their answers to questions about everything from porn to Paxil were unflinching but playful, and at times controversial. Now the pair have collected those columns into a new e-book, “Mother/Daughter Sex Advice.” Together, they read as an irreverent version of “Our Bodies, Ourselves” for the Internet age. The mother-daughter team also reflect on what the experience of writing the column was like, and it turns out it wasn’t as weird as many would think: For the most part, it was just a continuation of conversations they had been having throughout Aretha’s life.
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Tracy Clark-Flory is a staff writer at Salon. Follow @tracyclarkflory on Twitter. More Tracy Clark-Flory.
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