And so the last one of the Big Three of skin mags, the one who did not even try to pretend to be “art”, who went hardcore first, who stuck to his guns and to his crass and in your face (among other places) style in both porn and politics to the end, is also gone.
Hef stuck around long enough to become a Reality-TV parody of himself and in the end even foreswore nudity. Guccione tried too hard and lost it all. Larry Flynt, though… to the very end he kept at it, crude, lewd and unapologetic. And is the only one of the three to have a hit biopic, so that plus outliving them both must have been a kick for him.
I remember that in the late 70s after his disabling shooting, Jimmy Carter’s sister Ruth reached out to him to try to bring him to the Lord and he had a brief “born again” period… during which he continued to publish just as hardcore as ever. This had some strange as all heck results such as a straight-out non-porn short story about the return of Jesus where He appears to Carter, Brezhnev AND Flynt to announce Himself. This in a magazine characterized, by, well, the woman-in-meatgrinder cover and the Chester the Molester cartoon. Later on after his court clash with Jerry Falwell, he and the televangelist ostensibly developed a mutual respect, which made him come down especially hard on Fallwell’s son’s corruption and Trumpism last September.