There's something satisfying about knowing big bad Facebook can be knocked down a peg or two. It's even better when a group of drag queens are the ones to do it!
The whole affair started when Facebook decided that users had to use their real names on profiles. This meant drag queens, porn stars and transgendered individuals risked losing their accounts if they didn't use their legal name.
The concern: this could result in outing individuals who didn't want to be outed.
Last week, Facebook met with representatives from the queer community, including Sister Roma (pictured), but refused to back down. Yesterday, however, Facebook invited those same queer representatives back to its offices, and offered an apology.
According to one source, Facebook will now be backing down and will allow users to sign up with their preferred name. The same source said the company would not admit defeat, but would claim its "real names" policy was being improperly enforced.
Next time you want to take on a big tech company, call on some drag queens. They know how to get things done! Snap!
Facebook Issues Mea Culpa To Drag Queens And Others Over 'Real Name' [SFist]
Yesterday we brought you the first part of a very candid interview with Brent Corrigan
. If you missed it, then you'll want to check it out
. (If you read it, you can check out the new updated pics we added to it!)
And things in Part 2 are even more revealing!
BananaGuide: What about the oddest moment you've had while escorting?
Brent Corrigan: I'm going to show my crazy for a moment here and say something that is utterly . . . nutzo. The weird thing I've encountered is a series of men, more than a handful, that could pass as Bryan Kocis doppelgangers. One in particular I had to out walk out on. I got 45 minutes into it and couldn't handle it any longer. Though in my defense I finally left because he wouldn't stop slapping my body. At first it was minor, but got more and more virulent and I could tell it wouldn've gotten out of control fast. It was not a sexual kind of slap or ass hazing. Each time he would hit a little harder. When I expressed my concern for it, he would apologize profusely. But then 10 minutes he would smack me again. By the fourth "love pat" I put my clothes on and ran. I insisted he keep the cash. The sad thing was . . . this was like my 7th client ever. I stopped escorting for a little after that because I needed to screw my head on straight. Something like this is why I screen probably a little more stringently than other escorts. With my background, all the controversy in my past, and the fact that (yeah, like it or not) drama and trouble does seem to follow me lots of places - I think screening potential clients is the only way I can really preserve myself.
Given the choice, who would you most want to work with in a porn scene (XXX or mainstream star) and how would the scene go?
These are tough questions to answer! I have filthy fantasies that I would be kinda shy to share or publish. Most of them are scenarios or ideas - more emphasis on things like situations and circumstances than partners. The frustrating thing about having these kinds of ideas is that the men we often love to look at turn out to be disappointments when we meet them. And oddly enough, some of the BEST SEX I've had in my life has been with adult stars off set that most would not immediately assume us to have great chemistry. Good sex and great scenes are truly about raw chemistry. It doesn't happen much, but it can make and break the scene.
Okay, answer the question: I'm really kinda quietly marveling that I get to work with Andrew Stark
. I'll probably steal him and lock him up in my closet at home for safe keeping. Take him out when my hole starts twitching for a big dick. Oh, gross. That sounds so creepy, so ...
You've certainly been through a lot in your porn career. In fact, you've probably seen a darker side of the industry than most. How do you maintain your focus and positivity to keep moving forward?
It's tough. I'm not going to bullshit you. I left in part because there got to a point in my scene work on set that I knew that I couldn't keep going. Preserving my love of sex became a fear of mine. Self preservation (not just mind and body, but most of all: spirit) has always been a huge consideration. I know too many sex workers that are dead about sex. It breaks my heart (even when I don't particularly like that person, because I can a sense just how back-breaking a wounded spirit is). One of the reasons I diverted to Falcon
was because I knew I would be shielded from MOST of the things that can go wrong when a model bounces from studio to studio.
Every single studio approaches filming, pairing and running their company differently. A lot of models are very hardy people. And sadly, too many of them put up with utter bullshit from the people that should be looking out for them. One of the things I've come to learn about myself is that if you knock my head out of the game you also knock my cock and performance out of it too. Some might say "Buck up, you're a porn star for Christ Sakes, you need to be able to perform under any circumstance". I have a major aversion to accepting that just because I have sex on camera that I should be willing and apt to chip away more readily and easily at what I deem to be safe and comfortable working environment.
Drama, tension, uncertainty - these things do not belong in most sexual circumstances. Why should we, as professional sex workers, get comfortable with any other reality? And as for being sued at 19 years old, dealing with a murder investigation, and being raped of the assets and equity of my first adult company (something too few people know about, I never saw a cent from the production and scenes I did for www.BrentCorriganOnline.com because my second business partner stole every thing. When the subscriptions stopped coming in he sold the domain to a rival company so they could buy my DVD's and sell them there under the guise that I offering them personally) - those are insanely rare circumstances. Maybe not being fucked over by my business partner, but all the other stuff for sure.
I have reconciled some of the rotten luck and poor choices I made as a young person. I'm thankful I'm still here, relatively sane and healthy. I am thankful those hardest times have shaped me in mostly positive ways.
I can't remember a time, until I made porn a CAREER choice, that I was inducted and accepted into a true community. Until porn, I never really "fit in" anywhere. Because of that I know much of all the bad experiences haven't been enough to forever send me packing. Everything in our loves has a value attached to it in some way and I value my life and connection to the adult industry enough to return to my roots with more focus.
Advice to other young men thinking about a career fucking on camera?