society, pornography probably cannot exist."

For the first time every aspect-integral or adjunctive-of sex activity and thought is presented in one package. The publisher affixes a cautious note that the work is intended for the professional or serious student. But anyone who is excluded excludes himself, for the serious student is anybody who says he is.

The wisdom of no fewer than 100 experts is included, and the Drs. Albert have produced water to which they can neither lead the authoritarian asses nor make them drink. A change in law awaits a change in view on the part of the people, which will result when it is understood that antisocial conduct is a product of insufficient sex-not an abundance.

ALCOHOLISM AND HOMOSEXUALITY

OF THOSE ALONE by Robert Hutton. London: Sidgwick and Jackson. 235 pp., $3.50. Reviewed by Carl Richter.

This autobiographical novel (written under a pseudonym) is not a literary masterpiece, nor does it claim to be. But it is a sincere attempt on the part of the writer to be honest with himself and with his readers.

Younger readers, perhaps, will be amazed to learn that in truth, "there is nothing new under the sun"-gay or jam. Mr. Hutton, now in his 60's, found people's sex lives in London, Paris, New York, San Francisco, and the Riviera to be much the same as we find them today. And he is of pre-Kinsey vintage.

But he had a special problem-drinking; and after many years of creating misery for himself and all those drawn into his path, he learned about Alcoholics Anonymous and settled down to a life of sorts with the woman who had suffered with him and because of him for several decades. May her golden years reward her!

Mr. Hutton writes in the Epilogue: "From the moment that a person realises that he is a homosexual, the conflict between instinct and conventional thinking begins. Certain things, which he has been brought up to believe are normal, are impossible for him. Other things, which he has been taught to think wrong, are for him inevitably right. It is not a question of behavior but of feelings, and feelings are something which we can control, but which we cannot change. If I have a hope, it is that in the near future something may be done to make it possible for the homosexual to say, openly: 'This is right for me. This is how I feel. Within my limitations I will live as decently as I can.'

"I am sure that that is what almost all homosexuals want to do, but it is made impossible in the present state of the law for them to do it."

And there is some truth in that.

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some city newsstands turn juvenile minds to preoccupation with sex far

that way" and should not be hounded for uncontrollable quirks.

The cops are sympathetic up to a point. At least two downtown bars

in advance of their capacity to hanand a couple on the fringes of town, dle it, according to Captain Matheny. for instance, cater almost exclusiveHe said at least two magazines sold ly to homosexuals without interferin the downtown belt were written ence. But when normal males are acand edited strictly for homosexuals. costed in public restrooms, or when "They run pictures of men who aprecruitment goes on among juveniles, peal to other men, and articles have that's when police move in. à homosexual flavor." Once a boy grows addicted to this kind of print ed matter, said Matheny, he becomes easier prey for the male seducer.

The captain said of law enforce ment in "Fairyland": "We can't bother known adult homosexuals when they travel together in law-abiding fashion. We get tips all the time and we know the "Who's Who" by heart, but our hands are tied unless we catch them soliciting-and that isn't easy. The thing is getting to be a grave problem."

Homosexuals give police trouble in still other ways. Matheny told of the main one: "Young tough guys will lure them on, then roll them and beat them up in some quiet spot. Older men have posed as detectives to shake down homosexuals, who won't eport it to us. Many of these perverts are very talented, very intelligent, and hold good jobs. They are an initing target for shakedown artists." The question of what to do about a ast-growing homosexual population ettles police all over the country, not just here.

Unfortunately, it's hard to convict the soliciting homosexual and such few as do not succeed in beating the rap are usually out of jail and back on the prowl in a matter of months.

What must Lee Mortimer of the New York Mirror (and the "Confidential" books of almost a decade ago, written with the late Jack Lait) think of this brash Texas claim?

We can remember the lines now from Washington Confidential; "Ifyou are wondering where your wandering semi-boy is tonight he is probably in Washington...Now we have found where the dull, dumb deviates go." And in Women Confidential, where Mortimer declared, "...if you look at Greenwich Village or New York's East Side you will think the town is full of she-men.”

And so on and on. Mortimer isn't the only one to make a buck "exposing" the gay world, and throwing more ignorance and confusion upon a social problem which cries for serious attention, devoid of emotionalism and prejudice.

We can only wonder which big city Some folks say they were "born' will be the next to blast this sepsa-