The Jeff Booth Show

Internet Radio with Pictures

Show Transcripts

May 27th, 2007

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Introduction

Welcome, this is the Jeff Booth Show, and you are listening to Erotic University Radio.

If you are a regular listener to this show, then that’s really odd, because this is our first one. SO let me tell you a little about what we plan to do here. This is a show about sex. We talk with interesting people about a wide variety of sexual topics. Our guests include artists, actors, sex experts, porn stars, people in alternative lifestyles, prostitutes, performers, and perverts. We like perverts.

We are going to keep you abreast of all of the latest sex news. The news about the adult entertainment industry, and sex news about politics and religion. Pretty much all of the things you don’t want to discuss over dinner at the in-laws.

Plus, we have pictures. Unlike other streaming radio shows, we give you something to look at from time to time when appropriate. Think of it as radio with pictures, except these pictures don’t move.

Coming up in the show, the news, a little music, a discussion of sex outdoors, and our interview with the current Penthouse Pet of the Year.

So, who am I? And I’m asking that rhetorically, not because I don’t know. I’ll tell you who I’m not, in case you google me. There’s some 20,000 hits for Jeff Booth, most of which are not me. I’m not the Jeff Booth who writes first person gay porn and who is presumably gay. Actually, I’m pretty heterosexual. I was born this way, I don’t think I can change, and I’ve come to terms with it. I’ve accepted my sexual orientation, actually, with a lot of enthusiasm. I am definitely not the Pastor Jeff Booth who encourages his followers to support president Bush and to abstain from sex before marriage. I am pro abstinence. I think you should abstain from marriage until you’ve had sex, and I think you should abstain from supporting the president.  I’m not sure if I am the Jeff Booth referred to on techboards.com in a community written story, where it says: “the human's most scared relic was still on Earth.  This relic was the giant, erect penis of Jeff Booth. ” Its amazing what you find when you google your own name. With all the large penis references in the story, it could have been written by people who know me. Or maybe its about Pastor Booth. Or site owner Jeffrey Allen Booth. Who knows?  I am not the famous travel photographer Jeff Booth. I’m more a wild life photographer. I take pictures at adult industry parties and on the sets of porn films, and you’ll see some of those pictures on this show. My wife and I have a fairly open sexual relationship and we are quite adventurous, but since I believe in honesty and open communication in marriage and in general, I am definitely not the Jeff Booth who operates PureCheats.com. I dn’t cheat. Except at cards. I’m not the swing dance instructor Jeff Booth, but I am considered an expert on swinging and alternative lifestyles. Nor am I the Napa Valley wine consultant Jeff Booth. In fact, I don’t drink at all and never have. I don’t smoke, I don’t use drugs, I don’t even drink coffee. I’m practically Mormon except I don’t want to marry all the women I sleep with.

So now you now who I am by knowing who I’m not.

You may have heard that men on average think about sex every seven seconds. Actually, that’s a myth. Someone just made that shit up. Personally, I think about sex just about every second, but that’s my job. As a sex writer and president of a school for adult sex education, I have to think about sex all the time. And its a hard job. You try thinking about sex constantly and actually getting any work done. It requires a lot of discipline.

Let’s find out what’s going on in the world of sex.

Passages

A great comedic contributor to American culture has passed. He brought us such comedy riffs as Tinkywink, the gay teletubbie, Ellen Degnerate, and 911: the gays and lesbians made them do it. For keeping us laughing at his imbecilic comments, Jerry Falwell, dead at 73, will be missed. For his hateful and divisive comments, he won't be missed that m,uch.

Not quite passed, but in the process, is World Bank President Paul Wolfowitz. This architect of the Iraq War saw his own undoing over the job and pay raises he engineered for his girlfriend, Shaha Ali Riza. While working at the state department, the woman Wolfowitz was banging wound up getting paid nearly $200,000 a year tax free, more than her boss, Condeelaza Rice, who had to do considerably more, according to rumors, to get her job.

Wolfowitz even had put into her employment contract, and this is true, that no matter what she did in her job, all of her performance evaluations from her boss would rate her as excellent. That’s not unheard of. It’s the same deal Bush gave Alberto Gonzalez. Interestingly, no one knows exactly what Shaha did in her job or what her responsibilities were. That is also the same deal Gonzalez got. Wolfowitz did not go easily, initially telling the bank’s head of resources that “"If they fuck with me or Shaha, I have enough on them to fuck them too." That’s kinda what got him into trouble in the first place.

But the whole thing seriously called into question his judgment. A bank president should understand the value of money, and for $200,000, he really could have been banging a much hotter babe.

The scandal went beyond his girlfriend. He hired political hacks with no experience in banking as his lietenants, and replaced the bank’s general counsel who originally criticized the deal with Shaha with his girlfriend’s best girlfriend, who will be played by carrot top in the movie.

The real scandal is the level to which Wolfowitz politicized the supposedly independent World Bank to further Bush administration policies. Most shocking was reversing course on family planning, something considered rather critical if your goal is reducing poverty.

Wolfowitz’s point man on eliminating family planning was Juan Jose Daboub, which I may be mispronouncing. He is a member of Opus Dei, a secretive Catholic organization profoundly opposed to any form of birth control. Opus Dei is not exactly like in the movie The Da Vinci Code, although some do practice self-inflicted pain and flagellation. And, of course, they are the first ones at a BDSM party to ask “Please sir may I have another?” But mostly, they promote an extreme right wing conservative political agenda.

So, for politicizing the World Bank, alienating the entire staff, making unethical deals for his girlfriend while promoting bank ethics, and for trying to deny poor countries family planning while himself safely having out of wedlock sex with a post menopausal woman, Wolfowitz will not be missed.

Politics

The complaint alleges that Bloch created a hostile work environment with retaliatory acts against his employees. It states that 12 career employees were involuntarily reassigned because they were believed to have been involved in whistle-blowing. The complaint, being handled by the Office of Personnel Management's inspector general, also alleges that Bloch did not enforce bans against discrimination based on sexual orientation in the federal workplace.   The Office of Special Counsel, led by Scott Bloch, is in charge of enforcing the Hatch Act. At the same time, Bloch himself is being investigated by the Bush Administration on separate matters, including his enforcement of the Hatch Act.

A grandmother found a wrapped condom inside her daughter’s Happy Meal at a McDonald’s in New Zealand. While apologizing, McDonald’s spokesperson Dana McHamburgler stated that in their defense, the woman did accidentally order a Happy Ending Meal. What amazes me about this story is the grandmother stating “It would be difficult to explain, she's only seven.” If I can convince my parents that left out anal beads are a cat toy, then she could have blown it up and convinced a seven year old that it was a novelty balloon.

Alannis Morrisette is back, this time exclusively on youtube, with a parody of the Black Eye Peas song, My Hump. I get humps, lumps, all of that confused. I don’t know if a penis between lumps is titty fucking or anal sex. The original song is a bit of a parody, so you have a parody of a parody

I caught something on late night tv that caught my attention. You know how when you are only barely awake and something truly strange comes on tv. This happened one time when I had a cold and they showed an old Brady Bunch Variety Hour. I’d never seen the the original and was sure it was a really bad side effect of my cold medicine. This happened again just the other night with a really long commercial featuring a psychic pitching a book on how to increase your Extra Sexual Potential by getting psychic The Amazing Mac’s book called The Amazing Secrets of Extra Sexual Perception. The whole commercial is a parody of late night infomercials. You can see the whole thing on the website boostyouresp.com, which is where you can also get a free copy of the book. The whole thing is really a clever promotion for Axe Shower Gel, the gel which apparently gets men gang raped by women. That’s fine in L.A., where women tend to be very attractive and taking a break from their film careers, but there are some parts of the country where that could be downright scary.