To allow the ultimate misogynist in effect to shack up with a woman under the soil, without her having consented in life, feels inappropriate at the best of times.
The premiere issue had no date, in case it sold poorly and there wasn't a second issue.
Hugh Hefner -- the silk-robed Casanova whose Playboy men's magazine popularized the term "centerfold," glamorized an urbane bachelor lifestyle and helped spur the sexual revolution of the 1960s -- has died, his company said late Wednesday. Hefner founded Playboy in 1953 with 0 of his own money and built the magazine into a multimillion-dollar entertainment empire that at its 1970s peak included TV shows, a jazz festival and a string of Playboy Clubs whose cocktail waitresses wore bunny ears and cottontails.
Over the years, the legend of "Hef" only grew as he bedded hundreds of young women, married a few of his magazine's "Playmates" and cavorted on reality TV shows with a stable of girlfriends less than a third his age.
It’s not just those who believe in an afterlife who choose to respect the wishes of the dead.
“It’s what they would have wanted” is the most common motive behind a choice of burial, a song at a funeral, or a bunch of someone’s favourite flowers on their tombstone.
To every girl who’s had to share a corridor with the boy who groped her in fresher’s week, to every woman forced to rent from a landlord who keeps upping the cost, to any person stuck working for a boss who says things like, “Sweetheart – could you get us some coffees?