The Project on Disney
If everybody at Disney World is enjoying themselves, why is nobody smiling?
Duke University’s Project on Disney sets out to answer this and other questions Mickey would rather leave unanswered, including the risks of being Goofy: “It’s unclear how many of the Disney characters pass out on a given summer day, though everyone is sure that they do. One man reports that during the summer a goodly part of his job is devoted to driving around, retrieving characters where they fall. One day he picked up three at one stop—Donald, Mickey, and Goofy: ‘All of them had passed out within five minutes of each other. They were just lined up on the sidewalk.’ This is in EPCOT which, unlike the Magic Kingdom with its system of underground tunnels, has a backstage behind the façades of the park’s various attractions to which the characters can escape if they have to. If they are in the Magic Kingdom, however, or on a parade float, they must simply ride it out or wait until they’ve recovered enough to walk to a tunnel entrance in costume and under their own steam. This can get a bit dicey. Passing out is sometimes prefaced by (and probably directly caused by) throwing up inside the costumes, which cannot be removed until out of the public view: ‘You’re never to be seen in a costume without your head, ever. It was automatic dismissal. It’s frightening because you can die on your own regurgitation when you can’t keep out of it. I’ll never forget Dumbo—it was coming out of the mouth during the parade. You have a little screen over the mouth. It was horrible. And I made $4.55 an hour.’” NN

Publisher: Duke University
Paperback: 252 pages
Illustrated

Skinhead: Introduces Joe Hawkins, Allen’s most famous character. Joe—coal seller and skinhead—earns a little extra money by shaking down his clients, and is not beyond accepting a sexual favor or two from the women on his route. But what he really likes to do is fight, and with a wide range of his traditional enemies—Hell’s Angels, Chelsea fans, hippies, the fuzz, immigrants and other skinheads—lurking around every corner, he has ever-increasing chances to indulge himself. As more and more are bloodied by his boot and fist, it looks like the police are powerless to stop him.
Suedehead: Joe’s back from prison, and if his haircut’s changed, his attitude hasn’t. Determined to succeed in the world of the city-slicker, Joe soon finds violent use for the businessman’s umbrella. Joe might have cleaned up his act but not his appetite for sexual carnage and violent mayhem.
Skinhead Escapes: When Hawkins invites himself along on another prisoner’s escape, he makes enemies on both sides of the law. On the run, he still has time to indulge in his twisted passion for birds, booze and bovver. And when he kills a policeman, every cop in the country is after him. NN

Publisher: S.T.
Paperback: 288 pages

Skinhead Girls: Joan’s skinhead past is calling her back. Though married she still relishes the prospect of sex, violence and house parties.
Sorts: Terry runs away from home and is caught up in the sordid world of dope-smoking folk musicians. Soon she’s up against folkies who kill for thrills!
Knuckle Girls: Ina Murray’s Scottish heritage gives her an edge in a street brawl. And whether they’re soccer hooligans, coppers or evil social workers, she’s not taking shit from anybody. NN

Publisher: S.T.
Paperback: 288 pages

Trouble for Skinhead: überskin Joe Hawkins is off the street and inside Britain’s toughest prison. Time to utilize his special skills.
Skinhead Farewell: Joe Hawkins is in Australia searching for his nemesis, enduring dodgy Australian skinheads and learning to loathe antipodean natural splendor: “Strange shapes fetched up ghostly, childhood fears against a weak-mooned desert horizon. Typical Outback shapes. Fantastic. Non-English frighteners… The unknown quantities out there—beyond the fire’s flickering fingertips. Weird animals. Snakes. Spiders. Crawlies of every description. Horrible things.”
Top Gear Skin: Skinheads apply their code of conduct to the sport of stockcar racing. NN

Publisher: S.T.
Paperback: 288 pages

Boot Boys: Bent on senseless violence on the street and in the soccer stadium, the boot boys need to take only one small step into total evil-Devil worship: “Vanessa stood stiffly erect on top of her fornicating altar. She watched Tom weave round tombstones, wine held against his naked chest. She raised her arms—a white sylph coated with dried sweat and earth’s smudges. ‘The Master cometh …’”
Smoothies: Skinhead descendants the smoothies get involved with mayhem in general and some anti-immigrant violence in particular: “Not far from Arlingham the government had set up a temporary camp to handle the influx of Ugandan Asians. Contrary to the sincere hopes of those do-gooders and Church organizations full of the joys of humanitarianism, the ordinary people of Arlingham objected. Strongly.”
Terrace Terrors: Reformed skinheads are deployed against soccer violence: “‘Roger Cochrane, the Chelterton chairman, is a personal friend of mine. He wants to make sure his club does not get a reputation for attracting young louts. The signs during their promotion run were that unsavory elements had started attending the home games. We—Cooper and Greer—have been invited to suggest a method of policing the terraces …’ Steve couldn’t help it. He whistled in astonishment.” NN

Publisher: S.T.
Paperback: 288 pages

Seemingly having peaked in the late ‘80s, when the velcro-heads were a favorite subject of tabloid TV, skins are today an established part of American youth culture, still often associated with white power, and neo-Nazi hate groups.
The author traces the development of the skinhead phenomenon back to its English roots and examines how this quintessentially British youth cult crossed the Atlantic and how the cult has developed in ways unique to the United States. Using a wide range of sources, the author takes a critical look at previous studies of skinheads and adds the often amusingly distant perspective of an academic. NN

Publisher: Bowling Green
Paperback: 200 pages
Illustrated

Cleo and her freak friends were highly paid drug couriers who traded a few minutes of bowel-wrenching fear crossing international borders with drugs hidden in suitcases, paint boxes and body cavities, for a lavish lifestyle in Goa, where they consumed high-quality cocaine and heroin in cartel-breaking quantities. For more than five years in the ‘70s Odzer lived in a junkie utopia, with sun, sand and any drug she wanted. Inevitably what began as an idyll of druggy beach parties and carefree sex turned into a nightmare of narcotic-fueled paranoia and Third World prisons.
“We also had drugs. Neal had the smack. Neal always had smack. Both of us had a stash of coke. Since the air was humid I decided to put mine in the safe behind the painting. After dropping silicon crystals into the powder to absorb moisture, I unlocked the safe. Stored in its cool depths were eleven tolas (one tola = 10 grams) of opium; six tabs of acid; a gram of morphine bought from Paradise Pharmacy in Mapusa (sold legally over-the-counter), which I found unusable due to its disgusting taste (besides, only junkies used morphine); and a kilo of bad border hash that, not knowing any better, I’d stupidly bought to offer guests. It was comforting to survey the cellophane mountain of my hoard. I placed the coke on its summit. Next, I checked the pill cabinet. I had 34 packets of Valium (10 to a packet), seven packets of Mandrax, three bottles of Dexedrine, and a year’s worth of birth-control pills…
One had to be careful in Thailand. This was not India. Thais were strict about drugs. Serious penalties existed. Thailand was one of those countries where, if they arrested you, you disappeared. They were especially concerned with smack trafficking. If you were caught with any quantity, you were executed within three days. No embassy could help. There was no time to write a senator. However, by following basic guidelines, it was relatively easy to avoid hassle. You had to act like a tourist. Simple. Carry a camera. Dive in the pool once a day. No problem. Then there were situations to be staunchly avoided. Most important: DO NOT HANG OUT ALONE IN YOUR HOTEL ROOM ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT. Only junkies did that. It was common knowledge that Thai hotel employees received bonuses for reporting drug suspects. Loose tobacco in an ashtray, a cigarette filter lying around, or, worst of all, a piece of cotton or a bent room-service spoon—forget it. Next thing you knew, there’d be a knock on the door.” NN

Publisher: Blue Moon
Paperback: 325 pages

Seven different exotic dancers from the same club produce seven very different views on life, sexuality, and what it’s like to dance naked for a living. In wide-ranging and probing interviews, Keefe covers such topics as incest, family life, sexual history, and the behind-the-scenes world of the strip club. Expressing attitudes from hatred and contempt for the customers to an appreciation for the sexual pleasure that exhibitionism can bring to a feeling of artistic pride in their work, the dancers talk in a frank and personal way about their lives and their jobs. The interviewees who are artists, activists, and musicians as well as dancers, provide an enlightening view inside the often murky world of the sexual entertainment industry. NN

Publisher: Barbary Coast
Paperback: 380 pages

The author offers a solution to law enforcement officers who don't want to kill their prisoners or suspects—but want them to do what they're told. Featuring a variety of techniques which often hurt a lot but leave little bruising or scarring, the manual describes the options available to the police officer, including asserting dominance in such basic ways as using a firm tone of voice and the proper posture. Illustrates both hand-holds and tools (including everyday objects such as flashlights and the sap glove, as well as more unusual martial-arts weapons such as the Yawara stick) that can be used to gain cooperation through pain-compliance, and allow the law-enforcement professional to assert his or her authority with a minimum of danger to themselves. Extensive illustrations demonstrate techniques and weaponry. NN

Publisher: Police Bookshelf
Hardback: 128 pages
Illustrated

Original monkey-wrencher George Hayduke suggests scenarios for getting even with the irritating and the ignorant, whether they be land-raping multinationals, Uncle Sam, or the benighted befouler of a favorite shirt. NN

Publisher: Lyle Stuart
Paperback: 208 pages