And the great science fiction... Playboy had some great science fiction over the years.
You young people may not realize this, but there was a time when we had to work for our porn. Porn wasn't always available. Hardcore porn was as rare as hen's teeth. Hell, in some places, it was illegal!
Yeah, you'd have to travel to the big city of you wanted hard core porn. Want to see an erect penis or a shaved vagina? You needed to go to a physical store, bring ID, and wade through a bunch of rubber prosthetics, whips, masks, blow-up dolls, and then you'd get to the magazine shelf.
Eventually, there were videos. They were in the back and actually showed intercourse, in all the blown-up hairy details. Even stranger, they had plots! Not good plots, and they never did eat the pizza or fix the cable.
It took years of fast forwarding before they just started skipping those parts.
You can thank Playboy and Hustler for this. Hustler pushed the limit even more than Playboy. They even dared to show an interracial couple. That got Larry shot and paralyzed, by the way.
Yeah, we had to work for our porn. It was like the forbidden fruit, too. If you had a Playboy, you had companions. Those got passed around more than a football, and probably had more germs per square inch.
If there is one cultural difference I can cite between the generations, it's immediacy of access to pornographic material. For us, it was a quest. It was a coming of age. It was a subject we'd discuss for hours. I'm pretty sure it was not mentally healthy to have such an idolization about it, but it's a little late for that now.