Respect Your Elders

Unreal gets in, um, touch with former Surgeon General Joycelyn Elders. Plus, a steamy local novel and an unloved aboveground pool.

Sep 13, 2006 at 4:00 am
As U.S. Surgeon General under President Bill Clinton, Joycelyn Elders made headlines — and was forced to tender her resignation — when she suggested that masturbation be addressed in sex-education classes. Elders also advocated the legalization of marijuana during her tenure as the nation's top doc. In other words, she's Unreal's type.

This Saturday, September 16, Elders will serve as keynote speaker at NARAL Pro-Choice Missouri's annual gala at the Frontenac Hilton. Unreal caught up with Elders via phone from her home in Arkansas.

Unreal: It's been twelve years since the infamous masturbation conflagration. Will you ever rub that one off your résumé?

Former U.S. Surgeon General Joycelyn Elders: I don't want to. I was surgeon general during a time when we had a major AIDS epidemic and rampant adolescent pregnancy. I thought I had a responsibility to suggest alternatives that could protect Americans, especially our youth.

Do you think our nation would be in the place it is now if our elected leaders loosened up and played with themselves a bit more?

I'm really opposed to the war in Iraq. I feel if more of our world leaders focused on peace as opposed to going to war, yes, the world would be a lot better off.

With the exception of you and Colonel Sanders look-alike C. Everett Koop, why is it that Surgeons General are so forgettable?

In a word: controversy. Koop was trying to make us learn about AIDS, and I continued that message. You can't talk about sex in the government. You can have sex, you can whisper about it. But don't dare bring it up in public. That's what is wrong with the entire system. We don't have a healthcare system in this nation. We have a sick-care system. We don't talk about prevention. We don't educate people how to be healthy.

Do you think more people would take Surgeons General seriously if instead of wearing admiral outfits they dressed like real doctors and carried a stethoscope?

I don't know. Other than the president, if you go all across America, more people know there is a Surgeon General than most other government officials.

Do you still advocate the legalization of drugs?

There again I probably don't give the politically correct answer. In the case of marijuana, I think that's absolutely true. We treat it the same way we treat much harder drugs. In my opinion it should be treated like alcohol.

They grow some pretty potent pot in Arkansas, huh?

I wouldn't know. I've never seen it grown. I'd have to educate myself. People say they smell marijuana — I don't even know what it smells like. I've never smoked the stuff.

Your friend Hillary Clinton might run for president in 2006. Any words of advice?

I think I'm the last person in the world she'd come to for political advice. I hope she runs and wins, but she could face a strong gender divide. I think if she were a man, she'd be a shoe-in for president.

But if Hillary were a man, then she and Bill would be in a gay marriage and Republicans could use that to win another election.

You're right. See what I mean? I'm not giving out political advice.



All Is Vanity

As the author of several thinly veiled and as-yet unpublished romans à clef recounting our salt-mining days on the Upper Peninsula, Unreal was particularly excited to discover that St. Louis' own Mary Christian recently published her novel, Vice Versa.

OK, as a British-born ex-ballerina now living in Reno, Nevada, Christian isn't exactly a St. Louisan. But she did live here, and Vice Versa, which chronicles the gruesome exploits of Connie O'Hara, a dull, timid girl with a dark secret, takes place mainly in the Mound City.

More to the point, we're convinced that Unreal's literary genius is just waiting to be discovered. To prove it, we're going to go head to head with Christian in a multiple-choice quiz. Each question has three answers: two by Unreal, one by Christian. See if you tell Christian's bons mots from Unreal's blather:

1) High school jock and all-around playboy Ike Luna was pretty sure Connie O'Hara was a virgin when he asked her to the prom. Why did he think that?

A) "Jerome always played up his cocksmanship. But unlike the rest of his teammates, Ike knew when his quarterback was bluffing: His left hand twitched. And when Ike confronted him about Connie one day after practice, Jerome fumbled."

B) "He could tell by the prissy way she walked and held her books high, knees together, which made her wiggle her behind, like two apples rubbing together, as if she had something valuable to preserve."

C) "Ike said he was like a dog: He bragged that he could always tell when a bitch was in heat. Connie had the heat all right, but he'd never caught the scent."

2) The normally shy Connie turns into a sex kitten when a man utters a certain phrase. What is it?

A) "Be nice to me."

B) "I love you. You love me. We're a happy family."

C) "Ecce homo."

3) When Connie finds herself in bed with Minneapolis hot tub salesman Freddy Blanchard, what does she think to herself?

A) "Champagne, strawberries and a Jacuzzi? I could get used to this. It sure beats the back seat of Ike's Ford Fairmont."

B) "He's making pig sounds, just like all the fat ones do. The moans got louder and louder. The sweat ran down Freddy's fat face and made the sheet damp."

C) "She was happy for the roiling water. The scars from her sexual-reassignment surgery were still fresh and she didn't want to lose a catch like Freddy."

4) On her wedding night, Connie tells her new husband she's tired and doesn't want sex. How does he respond?

A) "That's okay, Baby. We've got the rest of our lives to make sweet love."

B) "Well, welcome to the real world. It's different now. C'mon, Connie, can't you even pretend to enjoy it? Take this thing off!"

C) "Oh! I get it! Your dad buys you a new vagina as a wedding gift and you won't even share it with me!"

5) While having sex with Barnes-Jewish doctor Dennis Hancock, Connie notices he's about to orgasm. What does she do?

A) "'Slow down, Dr. Feelgood,' Connie said, stilling her hips. 'You just delivered my first baby — do you want to give me another?'"

B) "Her seduction had become a science. Grabbing a Dixie cup, she prepared to receive his sperm — DNA proof that it was Dr. Dastardly who'd impregnated her sister."

C) "Tears of regret in her eyes, [she] plunged the letter opener into his right eye and twisted it slightly, to make sure it reached its mark."

ANSWERS: B, A, B, B, C



Somebody Buy My Crap

Item: Aboveground pool
Condition: Lightly used
Price: $100
Name/Age: Kim/46
Location: Bridgeton
Phone: 314-739-6707
Issue: September 7

Unreal: Ah, summertime and the swimming is easy. Getting many calls for your pool?

Kim: No. Not a one.

Could it be because Labor Day was, like, two weeks ago?

Yeah, I thought about that before I placed the ad. But I figured if we sell it now, we don't have to put it in storage this summer.

Why is that aboveground pools get such a bad rap? Aren't they just as wet and fun as other swimming holes?

I don't know, I guess it's a prestige factor. We bought it because our teenage daughters like to lay out in the sun and wanted a pool. But they hardly used it. They always went to their friends' homes who have in-ground pools.

Sounds like the pool was a bit of a mistake.

You're telling me! I should have gone with my gut instinct and never bought it. You have to test the water all the time and add chemicals and change the filters. Now that it's gone, we have a big dead spot in the yard.

And you intend to sell it to some other poor unsuspecting sap?

Oh, don't get me wrong. It would be great for younger kids, ages six to twelve. Plus, it's a real bargain. We bought it at Target for $189. I'm selling it for $100 with additional filters and all the chemicals. They don't tell you about those additional expenditures when you buy it.

From time to time Unreal trolls the St. Louis Post-Dispatch classified section's "Bargain Box." We cannot guarantee any item remains available for purchase at press time.