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I really fucking hate Playboy magazine. Seriously... At best it's the

Jay Leno of softcore - clearly the most popular of its kind,

but completely banal and without even a semblance of interesting

content. If Jay Leno is the epitome of comedy but will never make you

laugh aloud, so is Playboy is synonymous with porn, but will never

really get your dick hard. It's a banal, uncontroversial waste of print

that on its best days uses celeb cameos in formulaic photo spreads to

move product, but more often relies on sycophantic pandering to pop

news references as filler between the seven pages of naughty bits that

are facsimiles of the pictures that pictures that have filled those

spots for the past fiftyish years.


A generous stranger recently handed down a box of the past two years of

Playboy along with the corresponding two years of

Lucky Magazine. I would be more likely to rub one out

to the Lucky at this point. First, as I said, there are about fifteen

pictures per magazine of tit & bush - that's less than I would see on a

single TGP link, and even less than I would see in a European fashion

or photography magazine. Maybe excusable if the pictures were hot, but

they're literally regurgitation of the same photos that have appeared

in the magazine every month since Marilyn graced the cover! I'm not

some queen who kvetches about models not being a realistic

representation of women in this world - I think I would puke out of my

eye sockets after seeing 95% of the women in this world naked - but

that the compositions, sets, lighting, and props haven't changed is

nothing short of tedious. I have a few antique Playboys from the early

1980s sitting on my desk, and right now I am looking at a photo of

Lynda Weismeier that is identical - down to the panties - of a shot of

Camila Decesare that was printed in the magazine a few months ago. It's

amazing how the magazine has so thoroughly mechanized the process of

nude photography - most of the time it doesn't even matter if the girl

is blonde ore brunette because after a few kilos of makeup, about a

dozen CTO gelled hotlights, and a visit to the frisky fingers of the AD

photoshop intern, pretty much every photo of every girl looks

identical... When I see a Playboy photo spread, I see tedium, I see

stasis... I see bales of hay and sometimes a fleetside chevy pickup or

a whimsical french bicycle.

Sometimes the magazine does depart from the monotony of tightpussy

midwesterners to showcase a C-List celebrity muff, but exciting as it

seems to check out a Wrestlemania chick's monster box five years after

anyone on the planet thought she was even remotely hot, the pictures

are always a huge letdown. First, the talent - they're like the

mid-80s sitcom stars and band members that come to your local

white-trash strip mall ribbon cutting - they're hardly famous, you hate

their work, but because they did something somewhere a long time ago

that was recorded, you cream your cortas at the oppertunity to see them

because for the next thirty years of your miserable life, you can tell

your kids and coworkers and friends all about the time you met Rerun

from Whats Happening (RIP Fred Berry). That's what the

"celebs" who pose for Playboy are like. But beyond that, the pictures

are horrid! Either the women being shot are

clothes-on-attractive (think Kelly Ripa, or your friend's mom

that you wanted to bang in 7th grade - a fine piece of ass in a tank

top and casual slacks, but jawbreaker when the panties drop), or are

actually hot, but are shot with the most unflattering poses /

expressions imaginable. Eva Herzigova, Rachel Hunter, Brooke Burke, Amy

Acuff, Jamie Pressly, Shannon Elizabeth, Denise Richards - they are all

above-average women, but look like stoic death in their respective

pictorials - every one. I've never actually seen a picture of celebrity

in Playboy and been impressed.

The other gimmick that is employed periodically is the Girls

of... feature. This is where Playboy takes a hot topic brand and

scours it for the three employees who don't look like zoo animals (note

to Hef: Girls of Hot Topic). The frumpy, dumpy girls with

prereq man-jaw and overbites are placed on a set of unlicensed faux

branding of the popular company, and surrounded by the most cliched

one-liner puns imaginable ("...The steamy women of Starbucks

show us a latte love!" Zing!). I thought this was something

new - The girls of Enron, Starbucks, Walmart, et al, but a look back to

1982 shows Playboy's bleeding edge feature, Girls of Ma Bell!

I can't wait for the Girls of T-Mobile - a double feature of

homely Tennessee t-mobile chicks with superstar headline, Catherine

Zeta... good times.


After those half-dozen pages of the mag that actually feature girls,

Playboys really goes downhill. First, the witty quip you greet the

magazine with, "I only read it for the articles." Fag! Jesus fucking

christ, reading Playboy for the articles is like joining a frat for the

brotherhood! Yeah, the magazine is about as sexy as Levis ad, but if

you can't admit that you like to stare at tits then you don't deserve

to have a dick! Die already! I understand that at some point in a man's

life a woman comes along and places his cock in a secure lockbox under

her bed next to the Medicare, but seriously, who are these guys who

don't have enough spine to embrace labia, and do they know how

worthless their lives are? Beyond these boys being huge fags, they're

also complete imbeciles. Playboy has miserable articles! They're

fucking terrible and the only people whom think they're good are

fratboys and sycophantic ass-pony corporate drones who think a wild

time is hitting up a Happy Hour brewski and Bloomin' Onion at Chili's

with the guys in Mergers & Acquisitions. That 20 Questions with

Stevie Nicks was a real page-turner, and the Playboy guide to

meeting a Scientologist, Pulitzer material. The movie reviews are

stale, the comics are atrocious, and the various guides to being a

sophisticated man are fucking rubbish ("Dude, a girl will like totally

make out with you if you have a scented candle in your room - that lets

them know you're really romantic. And shhh! don't tell, but putting on

a Barry White CD totally lets her know that you're a sensitive guy").

If you need the watered down Playboy expose to tell you that there are

tragedies in Iraq, go kill yourself. If you actually find Playboy

Advisor questions like, "Do girls like it when you go down on them?"

useful, go kill youself.

Then there's the worst of all - the greatest crime a magazine could

commit - the party pics page. Wow! Not only do you have to see

shrivel-dick Hefner with his seven goldbricking prostitutes every other

picture, but you also have to look at the likes of Gene Simmons, Fred

Durst, and Verne Troyer, getting squished between mammoth juggies

because in some alternate universe they are considered celebrities.

It's bad enough that ditzy sluts will fuck a three foot tall failed

abortion because he was in a movie with Mike Meyers, but do we really

have to parade their dirty trysts around like bobo the goddamn circus

clown? Aren't we better than that?


Playboy is a case study for success through mediocrity. It proves that

if you take 184 pages of garbage and lace it with eleven nipples and

five or six vulvas you can be a millionaire. My plea to the readers of

Playboy is simple - grow a fucking sac and punch the clown to

the real shit, like girls fisting dudes, or preteen bukkake. If you've

got some bullshit chip on your shoulder about tasteful pictures, then

pick up a copy of Vogue, or BlackBook or

Surface where you can see pictures that are actually tasteful

of girls who are actually attractive... and you can read the articles

while you pee sitting down... homo.


21 Photos That Show What College Frat Life Was Like 50 Years Ago

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Last month I was sitting in front of a fire on a snowy day in the Catskills when my dad blew my mind with a photo slideshow on his laptop.

He — somewhat casually — revealed a treasure trove of photos that had recently been shared with him that captured dorm and frat life at his alma mater, Lake Forest College in Illinois. The zip drives contained hundreds of behind-the-scenes photos taken by his TKE fraternity brother John McDonough back in 1964.

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TKEs (Tau Kappa Epsilon) at Lake Forest College back then were best defined for what they were not, according to my dad. They were not jocks or preppies. He insists they were "all-around guys: campus leaders, good students, good singers."

I reached out to McDonough to find out more about the photos. He told me he used an East German single lens reflex camera called a Practika. He also said he used a cheap strobe flash that he'd recently bought which flashed at 1/1000th of a second (that's why you can see actual drops of water frozen in time in some of these photos). McDonough photographed alot of events around LFC back then, but went on to a long career as a journalist with the Chicago Tribune, The Wall Street Journal, Advertising Age and DownBeat Magazine.

These photos from 1964 (and a few from 1965) show what college and frat life was like at the time. Looks fun. There's not much studying going on (reminds me of my college days in that respect). Take a look. And by the way, my dad Richard appears in only one of the photos. You'll have to guess which one...

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Activision Blizzard sued by California over alleged sexist 'frat boy' culture

Activision Blizzard is facing a lawsuit filed by the California Department of Fair Employment and Housing for fostering what the agency describes as a "frat boy" workplace. As first reported by Bloomberg Law, the DFEH sued the gaming giant after a two-year investigation wherein it came to the conclusion that the company discriminated against female employees. In addition to receiving smaller salaries than their male counterparts, female employees were also allegedly subjected to constant sexual harassment.

The DFEH enumerated several findings from its investigation in its complaint (PDF). Activision Blizzard's workforce is only about 20 percent women, and very few of them reach top roles in the company, the court document reads. Further, those who do reach higher roles earn less salary and total compensation than their male peers. Other female employees in non-executive roles are also paid less, promoted more slowly and terminated more quickly.

DFEH also said that the defendant's "frat boy" culture is a "breeding ground for harassment and discrimination against women." Female employees constantly have to fend off unwanted sexual comments, the agency wrote. They have to endure being groped during "cube crawls," in which male employees would drink alcohol as they make their way around various cubicles, as well. The document mentioned one particularly egregious case, in which a female employee took her own life during a business trip with a male supervisor who brought sex toys with him on the trip. According to Bloomberg, that employee was severely harassed prior to her death, with her nude photos passed around during a company holiday party.

Activision Blizzard's HR department received a lot of harassment, discrimination and retaliation complaints, the DFEH said. However, the defendant allegedly failed to take "effective remedial measures in response" to them. Also, people were apparently discouraged from making complaints, since human resource personnel were known to be close to the alleged harassers.

The state agency has filed the lawsuit to force the video game titan to comply with California's workplace protections. It's also seeking unpaid wages and pay adjustments for female employees.

Activision Blizzard, however, denies DEFH's allegations. In a statement, the company said that the agency's lawsuit "includes distorted, and in many cases false, descriptions of Blizzard's past." It called the DFEH's complaint "inaccurate" and described the lawsuit as the "type of irresponsible behavior from unaccountable State bureaucrats that are driving many of the State's best businesses out of California."

The whole statement, courtesy of Kotaku, reads:

"We value diversity and strive to foster a workplace that offers inclusivity for everyone. There is no place in our company or industry, or any industry, for sexual misconduct or harassment of any kind. We take every allegation seriously and investigate all claims. In cases related to misconduct, action was taken to address the issue.

The DFEH includes distorted, and in many cases false, descriptions of Blizzard’s past. We have been extremely cooperative with the DFEH throughout their investigation, including providing them with extensive data and ample documentation, but they refused to inform us what issues they perceived. They were required by law to adequately investigate and to have good faith discussions with us to better understand and to resolve any claims or concerns before going to litigation, but they failed to do so. Instead, they rushed to file an inaccurate complaint, as we will demonstrate in court. We are sickened by the reprehensible conduct of the DFEH to drag into the complaint the tragic suicide of an employee whose passing has no bearing whatsoever on this case and with no regard for her grieving family. While we find this behavior to be disgraceful and unprofessional, it is unfortunately an example of how they have conducted themselves throughout the course of their investigation. It is this type of irresponsible behavior from unaccountable State bureaucrats that are driving many of the State’s best businesses out of California.

The picture the DFEH paints is not the Blizzard workplace of today. Over the past several years and continuing since the initial investigation started, we’ve made significant changes to address company culture and reflect more diversity within our leadership teams. We’ve updated our Code of Conduct to emphasize a strict non-retaliation focus, amplified internal programs and channels for employees to report violations, including the “ASK List” with a confidential integrity hotline, and introduced an Employee Relations team dedicated to investigating employee concerns. We have strengthened our commitment to diversity, equity and inclusion and combined our Employee Networks at a global level, to provide additional support. Employees must also undergo regular anti-harassment training and have done so for many years.

We put tremendous effort in creating fair and rewarding compensation packages and policies that reflect our culture and business, and we strive to pay all employees fairly for equal or substantially similar work. We take a variety of proactive steps to ensure that pay is driven by non-discriminatory factors. For example, we reward and compensate employees based on their performance, and we conduct extensive anti-discrimination trainings including for those who are part of the compensation process.

We are confident in our ability to demonstrate our practices as an equal opportunity employer that fosters a supportive, diverse, and inclusive workplace for our people, and we are committed to continuing this effort in the years to come. It is a shame that the DFEH did not want to engage with us on what they thought they were seeing in their investigation."

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Before its recent suspension, the Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity at Florida International University in Miami was a degenerate den of illegal drug sales and scummy bros who posted a picture of at least one potentially underage girl and bragged about it.

The FIU Pikes were also hilarious idiots because they posted all this stuff on Facebook.

As the Daily Mail reports, members of the fraternity used a now-deleted Facebook page to arrange the sale of cocaine, the prescription stimulant Adderall and cookies containing marijuana. The frat boys also used the page to post topless photos of females.

On the screenshots of the pages, one girl is described as not yet 18 years of age.

A comment beside the photo says: “i think she was 17 at the time of the titi pics LOL.” The caption is: “for those of you who haven’t seen ****’s tits, thanks Gabe.”

Drug dealing via Facebook became such a normal thing that members of the chapter started calling the frat the “Pike Pharmacy.” The Pikes were selling to their fellow frat brothers and to the larger FIU community as well.

“Anyone have a coke connection for coke, not me, a friend wants, lol,” reads an apparently typical Facebook missive.

Another conversation on the social network concerns the popular undergrad drug Adderall.

“So I’ve sold out of 20mg addy,” it explains. “I have a few 10mg addy left. $5 a pop first come first serve.”

In another Adderall-related post, a Pike advertises: “30mg of addy 10 starting tomorrow. 15 for non brothers.”

As the Miami New Times notes, the Pikes also posted messages about pranks they pulled and a scheme to create a database of papers and exams for academic cheating purposes.

And, of course, there’s plenty of talk of hazing.

“Ok so the pledges have been little bitches about the costume we assigned them saying that is hazing so I’m going to ask you guys a big favor no interviews for those assholes in a month, so they learn who the fuck are the ones who control this shit, and please treat them little shit also I’ll appreciate it,” one grammatically bereft post reads.

The FIU suspended the fraternity immediately after the scandal broke.

Pike members could also be facing a criminal investigation over their Facebook shenanigans.

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15 Dark And Disturbing Pictures From Inside An American Frat House

For seven years, Andrew Moisey, a professor of art history at Cornell University, had photographed the testosterone-fueled culture surrounding fraternities in the United States. These pictures, made during the 2000s at an unnamed Greek letter organization at the University of California, Berkeley, capture an intimate, and at times disturbing, look at the environment that shapes many of tomorrow’s leaders.

The American Fraternity: An Illustrated Ritual Manual, published by Daylight Books, compiles this work within the context of US history by drawing parallels between the young men in Moisey’s pictures and the people who have helped shape the United States of America — for better or for worse.According to the book’s Indiegogo page, “Seventy-five percent of modern US presidents, senators, justices, and executives have taken arcane oaths of chivalry and allegiance” — a sobering statistic given the nature of Moisey’s photographs.

Here, Moisey writes for BuzzFeed News on his motivations behind the book and shares with us a selection of his pictures in the manner he intends them to be shown — without context and accompanied by actual pages from the publication.

Have you ever noticed that the impression other countries have of America and Americans is very similar to the idea Americans have of “frat houses” and “frat boys”? Given the hubris, hypocrisy, depravity, and chauvinism that distinguishes the United States on the world stage, shouldn’t this connection be further explored?

The focus of this book is on presidents of the United States, Supreme Court justices, members of Congress, CEOs, and other American leaders. The American Fraternity is really about America’s leaders as young men. At the same time, there’s a narrower focus in the book — that’s the culture inside. I had a chance to show people the intimate truth about something they’ve only seen fictionalized in movies or heard about in journalism.

That’s something I wanted for this book — uncomfortable intimacy.

This body of work began when my little brother came to Berkeley the year I was a junior and told me he wanted to join a fraternity. I had just taken an intro to photography course and was obsessed with Robert Frank, Roy DeCarava, Dorothea Lange, and Walker Evans. I carried my camera everywhere. At some point, it dawned on me that if I could be like those photographers in a place as secretive, controversial, and important as a fraternity house, I might someday wind up with a fairly valuable project.

I knew a lot of brothers in the house before my little brother joined, so his membership made my presence more legitimate. I became close with several of the guys in the house. A lot of guys asked why I was taking pictures, and I said, “to make a book someday.” Some referred to it as my “coffee table book about us,” and if you look at the very last picture, you’ll see some of them enjoying the pictures that way on their giant dining table.

I was appreciated enough that after a few years I’d be called up if there was going to be something interesting happening. I also promised everyone I wouldn’t use their names or their fraternity’s name. After my brother graduated I continued to shoot, and I became the outsider who knew more about the house than a lot of the brothers; I was looked up to, I felt.

I want people to feel like they’re holding a book they were never meant to see — the total opposite of a bound art gallery, which is most photobooks. I also want them to realize something that’s not spelled out in the book. In the climactic chapter, we see the one thing I think we would miss if we finally ended fraternity culture. We would miss something that Nietzsche realized our modern, micromanaged, microaggressive world was fatally missing: wildness.

Ancient Greeks and modern Greeks — fraternities, I mean — have special festivals where they worship the side of being human that is drunkenness, theater, performance, disregard for all social codes, especially respectability. For ancient Greeks that was part of the festival of Dionysus. American fraternities are the last institution in the modern world where Dionysus is found. I did not expect to come away with respect for their Dionysian festivities. I only did so after reading Nietzsche.

If only what was learned in the house stayed there. But it can’t.

For me, the image of the dog stands out. The way that dog is treated eliminates any hope that what happens inside the secret club of boys can stay inside the secret club of boys. The abuse has the look of a sine curve moving across the picture, into and out of it endlessly, into the dog, into the outside world, unstoppable, facilitated by vows of secrecy. That picture perfectly describes the problem of fraternities.

I hope young men will look at this book and think, “Whoa. I don’t want to look like that.” I hope everyone else will at least be happy I did the project, for the sake of truth. And I hope scholars will be excited for their counterparts in the distant future who will discover this book. How I wish we had something like this book for every culture of the past.

To pick up your copy of The American Fraternity: An Illustrated Ritual Manual, visit

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You: It's so cute how comfortable with each other they are.

Your More Sensible Friend: I think they're just drunk. And it's 9:45 A.M.

You: Those sweatpants are like fitted. I bet they're designer.

Your More Sensible Friend: I'm pretty sure they're standard-issue girls' field hockey.

You: That's impossible—one-night stands leave him feeling empty. He told me.

Your More Sensible Friend: Now I think you're drunk.

Exhibit C

Your More Sensible Friend: I'm waiting for you to sell me on how this isn't the most obnoxious thing you've ever seen.

You: What's obnoxious? He's leading them in prayer. He's not religious, but he is spiritual.

Your More Sensible Friend: [walks away]

Exhibit D

You: I love how he's just so natural and doesn't pose like some guys do, you know?

Your More Sensible Friend: He's going to slightly twist that phone and take a picture of himself in T minus three seconds.

You: Not if I text him a cute text first! [texts "I miss you!"] [Receives text: "sry in class."]

You: But...I can see him.

Your More Sensible Friend: Should we egg his car later?

You: Yeah, let's.

Photo: Fame/Flynet


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The Very Best Unseen Photos From Harry Styles’ Frat Boy Era

8 July 2021, 17:06 | Updated: 9 July 2021, 10:11

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Harry Styles’ unseen pictures are getting us through the day.

It’s no secret that the whole Harry Styles fandom love an unseen snap because usually, nothing gets past them!

However, if anyone works hard, it’s Stylers, and recently we’ve seen a number of unseen photos of the ‘Watermelon Sugar’ star.

The latest has revived his 2012/2013 era, best known to fans as Harry’s ‘frat boy era’, and we’re living for it!

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The snap was shared by fan account @UpdateHLD on Twitter, showing Haz with a fan eight years ago and we’re getting super nostalgic!

We are living for Harry Styles' frat boy era

So, to keep in with the theme, we’ve rounded up some of the best unseen pictures resurfaced by fans on Twitter of his frat boy days.

True One Direction fans will remember 2013 as one of the best 1D years.

They embarked on their second tour in early 2013 for their second album ‘Take Me Home’, which featured bops such as ‘Live While We’re Young’ and ‘Little Things’.

Their third album ‘Midnight Memories’ went on to be released in the summer of 2013, with hits like ‘Best Song Ever’ and ‘Story of My Life’ - ah, what a summer that was!

Overall, it’s no surprise it was a true moment for the boys, hence why we’re living for these unseen snaps.


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