For 20 years I ran an adult advertising agency and dealt with myriad women who sold sex. They were constantly being harassed by and in fear of law enforcement. Which led me to ponder exactly why selling sex is against the law. And I decided it isn't about disease or even morality. It's about the men who write laws fearing that women who gain too much experience will reject them.

When I was in prison for running that agency, I had a stone thug celly who used to call his baby mama everyday. She herself had children by two different men, both of whom were incarcerated. One day when he dialed her up, she called him by the other felon's name.

My celly was devastated and actually verbalized to me his fear that the other guy had a bigger dick. My response went something like this: "When you have sex with pros" (as I did habitually during the aforementioned twenty years), you get over that bull shit because you know she's had a division of dicks both bigger and smaller than yours. And if she's chosen you to have a baby with, you made the grade. Don't act like an asshole because she slipped and you'll be fine. Just by virtue of you having a baby with her, you'll be able to access her mind, soul and body for years to come after you get out if you just act like a man - and not like a silly boy."

That actually calmed him down. What happened with his relationship I don't know because one day while we were discussing our favorite movies, I mentioned "Mississippi Burning" as a meaningful piece of film-making, hoping to elicit an equally meaningful conversation about race in America.

What I got instead was "oh, man! When me and my boys saw that movie, we went out and fucked up some white people." After that I found a new celly. His knee-jerk reaction and stark revelation was the straw that broke the camel. He'd done some fucked up shit before that but once I discovered he went wilding on white people in reaction to a Hollywood film, that was it.