by Dr. Susan Block We’re having a heat wave, which sounds sexy but it’s kind of crazy. Is it normal? Is it the new normal? Fire tornados are whirling out of massive infernos, one the size of the city of LA. Scientists call it “climate change.” But our stabile genius Presidunce—his tiny orange hand spotted emerging from the Holy Fire by the artist Jeffrey Vallance — would sooner say “shithole” or “grab ‘em by the pussy” than those two dirty words: Climate change.

by Dr. Susan Block Teetering on the edge of the Trumpocalypse, we gather together in the Womb Room of the little Church of Bonoboville—singers and swingers, porn stars and comics, resistance fighters and even tRUMP supporters (well, one )—to commune, converse, confess, striptease, spank, lick-lick-lick and celebrate Bonobo Gay Pride, the climax of Masturbation Month, Memorial Day Weekend in all its barbequed glory and “Stormy Daniels Day.” Yes indeed, the beautiful City of West Hollywood just gave tRUMP’s one-time Mistress the keys to the city on a day (May 23rd) now and forever attached to her name. Having declared Stormy Daniels a great American hero of our times several months ago, I’m in full agreement with my old stomping grounds of the aptly abbreviated “WeHo.” May a porn star lead us, as we resist the madness, greed, violence and venality overwhelming our nation.