Labia-Loving Catholics

Or: Why Andrea Dworkin’s ghost will never go to Heaven

By Brandon K. Thorp

published: April 17, 2008

Do you know what lesbians love? Catholicism! No. That’s probably a lie, unless you count Camille Paglia. Try again: Do you know what Andrea Dworkin hates? Heaven! Yes, she does. Because contrary to what the poor Dwork’ thought she discovered while being beaten with big wooden planks and burned with cigarettes at the hands of a Dutch anarchist, Heaven is not a place of impassable personal boundaries with their sanctity enforced by grim-looking seraphim with buckets full of ice water. In fact, Heaven isn’t a place at all. It’s a recurring event that goes down right in the bowels of Purgatory (1000 State Rd. 84, Fort Lauderdale), and the heavenly theme this Saturday is “Sexplosion” — pure raunch for chicks who dig chicks, brought to you by famed impresario Julie G. There will be a live lezzy show from Purg’s XXX Go Go Girls, music from DJ Kaprah, and free sex toys flying from the stage all night. Somewhere, Dworkin’s round little body is spinning in its lonely grave. But Paglia’s out there too, and she’s smiling. Doors open at 10 p.m. Find out more at myspace.com/allmixedupevents.
Saturdays, 10 p.m., 2008