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VIDEO: A longer, somewhat more informative Cosmopolis trailer (sex and guns included once again)

In this second trailer for David Cronenberg’s summer blockbuster Cosmopolis, we see an incredible number of quick cuts that don’t, sadly, reveal too much information about the film. We learn that Elise Shifrin (played by Sarah Gadon) has a keen sense of smell, since she tells Eric Packer (played by Robert Pattinson) that she smells sex all over him. It’s also made very apparent that Juliette Binoche is still an amazing beautyher character Didi Fancher rolls around seductively on the floor of a limousine in her bra and panties, and we aren’t the least embarrassed for her. Toronto locations to note include the Canon Theatre (now Ed Mirvish Theatre) and The Lakeview, and while we’re sure there are more to note, we were a bit distracted by the insane amount of violence packed into this one-minute-and-55-second trailer.

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Giorgio Mammoliti has some more ideas on brothels (like how to make money off them)

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Giorgio Mammoliti (who seems to be everywhere this week) has a few more thoughts about Toronto-area brothels—specifically, how the city could profit from them. In a letter to Cesar Palacio, who heads the licensing and standards committee, and Peter Milczyn, who oversees planning and growth management, Mammoliti argued the city should levy fees from now-legal bawdy houses like the Bunny Ranch brothel (coming soon to a neighbourhood near you!). He thinks a $15,000 annual licensing fee for each bordello worker would do the trick. Those fees, Mammo told the Toronto Sun, could help keep criminals, pimps and sex traffickers out. Also, Toronto needs to act fast to take control of the brave new world of legalized brothels, since currently there aren’t many zoning or licensing regulations in place (or, as he told the paper, “Toronto has got caught with its pants down”). The councillor also took the opportunity to make it clear that he no longer wants to turn the Toronto Islands into a red-light district. Funnily enough, he realized that wasn’t one of his better ideas. [Toronto Sun]

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The trick to getting your way at city hall: always bring strippers

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What a week of debauchery at city hall. First, Giorgio Mammoliti revived his idea for a red-light district on Toronto Island, and then, this afternoon, a stripper wearing black patent vinyl shorts did a little pole dancing for Toronto’s licensing and standards committee. Apparently, the city’s strip club owners want the committee to review its adult entertainment regulations to clearly define what constitutes “prohibited sexual contact,” and they brought along the lovely Viviana to help make their case. Though Doug Holyday thought it unseemly and Mike Layton called it “a new low,” the floorshow appears to have worked: the committee unanimously voted in favour of the review. Sadly, Mammo missed out on all the fun. Read the entire story [CBC] »

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Now that brothels are legal, Giorgio Mammoliti (once again) wants to put some on Toronto Island

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The province’s Court of Appeal legalized brothels in Ontario yesterday, sparking celebration, awkward headlines and some political opportunism from one Giorgio Mammoliti. Surprised? Neither are we. The landmark ruling is gives the go-ahead for brothels, though communicating for the purposes of prostitution will remain illegal.

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VIDEO: Cosmopolis has sex, guns, Robert Pattinson, more sex and more guns

Here are our first observations after seeing the trailer for David Cronenberg’s Cosmopolis: There’s nudity, guns, night clubs, giant monsters and Sarah Gadon. (Oh, and Robert Pattinson shoots himself in the hand.) Whew!

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Jan Wong: Why aren’t schools teaching kids about the pleasures and perils of sex?

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The answer is simple: our curriculum is shamefully outdated, and the Liberals are too scared to fix it

Adam and Eve nibble an apple from the Tree of Knowledge and suddenly realize they’re both naked. Unfortunately, sex ed isn’t part of God’s plan, and He evicts them from the Garden of Eden. These days, some folks in Toronto are acting quite God-like themselves, insisting that the next generation live in innocence and ignorance. Heaven forbid our youth get to know themselves in the Biblical sense.

Our public schools are under attack by an evangelical Christian organization called the Institute for Canadian Values, whose leaders believe, as a basic ideological tenet, that teaching up-to-date sex education in schools will corrupt and confuse our children. The institute is run by a man named Charles McVety, who is quite skilled at getting media attention. Shamefully, most journalists have checked their brains at the door, blandly covering the institute’s actions and claims without questioning their legitimacy or standing up against the influence of the church on the state.

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The L.A. Complex, episode 4: pearl necklace and birthday hate sex

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What kind of world is it where a little amateur pornography can ruin your chances of dancing in a Willow Smith video? Spurned by society for her appearance in Ricky Lloyd’s sex tape (all we heard was smooching), aspiring dancer/part-time stripper/full-time crazy-eyes Alicia takes a meeting with an adult film company, despite Nick’s reservations. (“It’s just sex,” she says.) More from LaLa land after the jump.

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Editor’s Letter (February 2012): why Ontario schools should talk about homosexuality in the classroom

When I was in the sixth grade, a health instructor employed by the board of education was parachuted into my classroom to talk about puberty. She arrived with two life-size felt cut-outs of naked, child-like bodies—one male, one female—which she hung on the blackboard. After a brief preamble, she asked the class to name the changes bodies experience during puberty. Kids tentatively put up their hands, offering ideas: “Girls grow breasts,” and “You get pubic hair,” and “Boys grow moustaches.” After every correct answer, the health instructor dug into her bag and, without even a sprinkle of humour, extracted small felt swatches of pretend armpit hair and cushiony stuffed pretend breasts. As she Velcroed them onto the nude figures, we watched the nameless doll figures grow up before our eyes.

By that point, a few kids in the class were already going through puberty, so most of this wasn’t news. But it was helpful to have the subject released from behind a cloak of confusion and shame. The rest of my preteen sexual education was provided by Sue Johanson, who was a sex educator in North York classrooms before she became a media personality. On her Sunday night call-in show, she took all questions seriously, no matter how goofy, offering frank answers. She believed that everyone had the right to enjoy sex, safely and sensibly, and I can’t imagine a better way to learn about it.

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The L.A. Complex, episode 3: sex tape on the second date edition

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In Hollywood, you gotta fake it till you make it. In this episode we learn that the now-agentless Raquel likes to network at AA meetings (she doesn’t have a drinking problem, she says as she chugs a bottle of vodka in the afternoon) so she can pick up moneyed dentists for production funds. Abby grins and bears it when her guest star role as a prostitute is downgraded to the silent part of a corpse—body bag zipped all the way up. (“Breathe shallow, dead hooker.”) And, in the most painful scene of The L.A. Complex yet, there’s a sex tape made with the ex-child star character. Find out who gets naked with a has-been in our TV brief after the jump.

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Republican mayor Greg Davis outs himself at a Toronto gay sex shop

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While there’s no easy way for a family-values Republican to come out of the closet, getting caught spending taxpayer dollars on a trip to “Canada’s premier gay lifestyle store and sex shop” probably isn’t how most would want to do it. Mayor Greg Davis of Southaven, Mississippi, was forced to come clean Thursday after a Memphis newspaper confirmed that he charged the city for a whole slew of personal stuff, including $170,000 worth of liquor and expensive dinners and, yes, $67 for unnamed merchandise at Priape in Toronto’s Church-Wellesley Village.

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Toronto media get very, very excited about an intoxicated couple making whoopee on the TTC

The Toronto Star dropped a cheeky “Ride the Rocket” joke; BlogTO played on the “mile-high club; Newstalk 1010 spoke of “bunnies” and “knickers;” OpenFile succinctly stated “What? How? For the love God, why?” And the Toronto Sun did this—on its front page. Bless.

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Conrad Black Book Club: A Matter of Principle, Chapter 10 (wherein Peter C. Newman’s imagination is ghoulishly prurient)

CONRAD BLACK BOOK CLUB Chapter 9

The action picks up with Conrad and Barbara enjoying the pleasant August heat on their Bridle Path terrace and engaging in some amateur nature observations (deer, foxes, raccoons, skunks) with a tipple of white wine. Meanwhile, Barbara gets her job back at Maclean’s and the pair hang with Elton John (again). Sounds like paradise.

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Toronto writer Alexandra Molotkow shares the secrets of her cybersexual education

I’m among the first generation to come of age on the Internet. By 13, I was an expert at chat room sex, spotting cyber-pervs and hiding my secret life from my parents

My Cybersexual Education

In 1997, when I was in Grade 6, my friends and I sat at the back of the classroom and talked about sex. We would speculate on what it felt like and place bets on how old we’d be when we finally lost our virginity. We would make fun of the way orgasms sounded in movies and imagine what celebrities’ sex lives involved. Later, at home, we’d reconvene on ICQ, one of the Internet’s first major instant messaging systems, which allowed us to have conversations we wouldn’t want our parents overhearing. That was what the Internet was to us: pretty much what a tree house would have been a few years earlier.

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Could the Yeater-Bieber love child be the result of a phantom sexual act? No.

The triad non-relationship between Justin Bieber, Mariah Yeater and Robbie Powell (Yeater’s ex) has reached impressive lows this week: Yeater still believes the Biebz is the father (despite negative paternity results), while Powell is planning to tell his side of the story on some sort of media tour (why we’re supposed to care about his point of view, we’re not sure). Text messages have leaked that show Yeater identifying Powell as her child’s father, evidence Bieber’s attorney Howard Weitzman says “proves Mariah Yeater fabricated the story.” Beliebers will be happy to note that the Biebz is playing it cool, claiming to never have met the woman, and he also notes that he knows he’s “going to be a target,” but he’s “never going to be a victim.” What happened to “never say never”? And please, can someone just take responsibility for the baby, because it’s clear that Yeater is far too focused on getting her 15 minutes.

(Images: Justin Bieber, Aby Baker/GettyImages/Getty Images Entertainment; baby, Officer)

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Come As You Are is growing, making adults (and curious teenagers) very happy

Sex shops have this reputation for being filthy cash cows, with edgy, alternative men with dreads operating the tills while sexually ambiguous women flirt with customers to sell a selection of toys and costumes. But Queen West’s Come As You Are is known for its very helpful customer service and its emphasis on well-made products, including organic lubricant, vibrators for whatever you fancy and books on sexual education and politics (and yes, some erotica). The shop has moved from its formerly small digs to an 1,800-square-foot space at 493 Queen St. W., which means double the product and double the fun—the shop will continue to host its popular lectures, beginning with Midori’s (author of The Seductive Art of Japanese Rope Bondage) Hands-On Rope Bondage, How to Eat a Peach and Aural Seductions by Voice. We asked Come As You Are to pick some of its most popular items, and we’ve put together a gallery for those looking to do a bit of shopping, after the jump.

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