Melissa Gira, in the June issue of Fault Lines, writes:
The prospective client on the other end of the line is in Mississippi - somewhere ill-fit for submission. I am stretched on my bed, as is the cliché, but no, no cigarette, and no cosmo, either. I really am resting on my pillows, nursing a cough, but now late to the start of the Sex Worker Film and Arts Festival that is kicking off just as the phone rings.

Carol Leigh (aka Scarlot Harlot), the Festival’s founder and producer, has already tipped me off, so through some underground connections I now have a clip from The Tonight Show. Leno is tweaking at the class war, his quips aimed at none other than Whore College, which opens this week as part of the 2005 Sex Worker Film and Arts Festival. “What do you fall back on when you flunk out of Whore College? Your typing skills?” Nervous laughs burble & recede, as Red and Blue State audience members pause for perhaps the first time and ponder how it is that all the whores got that way.

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