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It was a defining moment in pornographic history at Dante's Caffe Italiano, Saturday, February 17, as Ginger Lynn took the stage and gave her last show. For her first two numbers, the fog machine pumped out a smokescreen that couldn't conceal the reality that all good things must come to an end. The good old days of her 69 adult films are gone forever. It's all been sucked and come. And while Ginger's comeback two years ago in VCA's White Lightning was widely appreciated by fans and critics (including this one) alike, it could be time for this gutsy, courageous and talented lady to hang up her G-string.

Ginger's Midwestern
relaxed charm is like a firefly on an August night that sparkles through the lines in her face that won't stand taut and firm as the bored,
distracted beauty queens poised inside their empty, perfect vessels.

 

"I don't dance anymore, retired over a year ago," she told the audience after her three song twirl. "This was a special occasion; I've never been to Portland." Until now. And so it was Ginger's last nude scene ever onstage at Dante's in Portland, Oregon. There's nothing to be ashamed of, passing forty, rounding the bend, heading for home. But if your job is to sexually arouse, if your job is based upon your looks, it might be time to find a new job. And so Ginger has.

"I will be appearing in the movie, The Independent, starring Janeane Garofalo, and on Comedy Central's The Man Show and in a new TV show called This Life; I'll be the guest star of the first episode," Ginger proudly announced to the audience, wearing only her Ginger Lynn T-back and her sweet Midwestern smile.

Stage side photographers had been warned by this point, "No more pictures please." I tried to conjure up how magnificent she was in White Lightning--her scene with Chloe, the rising star, simply sizzled with the kind of heat rarely seen in the burned out porno industry these days. But our culture is all about vanity, about looks, about youth. Age, wisdom, and even legendary status don't have much place in the spotlight of pop culture. You can't see or define or touch the depth of a person's experience on the surface of their skin.


Ginger Lynn did four months in federal prison for refusing to testify against the Traci Lords' producers, who shot Lords doing the nasty on film before she turned 18.

"My daddy didn't raise no snitches," Lynn told us why.

Ginger Lynn wouldn't turn them in, rat them out, so she did the time. You can't really see that, experience that, touch that in the shape or tone of her flesh when scantily attired, under a spotlight onstage.

Sometimes girlish and cute, Ginger's Midwestern relaxed charm is like a firefly on an August night that sparkles through the lines in her face that won't stand taut and firm as the bored, distracted beauty queens poised inside their empty, perfect vessels. She gave it her all and did something that takes more guts than most of us can imagine: Here's the body of a middle aged woman, used to be porn star, now mother, standing naked before a paying public for all to judge and see. That takes a special kind of belief in and acceptance of yourself. Standing up close and personal at the lip of the stage, having passed the frightening four-oh myself, I was lucky enough to glimpse what lies beneath. The new ones are coming up, but will they have her class, her ass, her conviction, her diction sucking cock. Will they know the meaning of, "To thine own self be true?"

She put herself out there, Saturday night, with no apologies. Though the light does fade, the ones that stay and adapt, and don't flame out in a blaze of youthful suicides, overdoses and reckless accidents, we should stand
and applaud them, as I did, Saturday night, just for what it takes to keep coming back. Recreating yourself when everything outside and inside wants to push you out to pasture, that's the defiance that says, 'No, I will not go quietly.' So play on Jimi, and suck on this, Ginger: Up close and personal, I could still see the white lightning in your eyes. And that's all that matters in the end.




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