Note: My editor at UPROXX is very good at his job, and he wisely trimmed my 2400+ word coverage of EXXXOTICA Dallas to the sleek piece you see here.

But I’m gonna put everything up for you — because I’m that kinda wise.

The Exxxotica Expo is a roving convention-type show dedicated to love and sex. Past events have been held in Miami, Los Angeles, Edison (New Jersey), Chicago, and – most recently – Dallas.

There’s no “B2B” (business) component to the Exxxotica shows. Their stated purpose is strictly about providing the curious and consenting an opportunity to learn about all kindsa sex stuff they may not have known about before. Attendees can shop for toys, learn about lifestyle communities (swingers, fetish stuff, etc), meet their favorite erotic entertainers – from top cam models and porn stars to local entertainers – and attend educational seminars.

I traveled to Exxxotica Dallas to give/moderate this fun talk – “Trainwreck: How Hollywood Portrays Sex.” Ashley Fires, Sydney Leathers, Kendra Sunderland, and Flash Brown accompanied me during the seminar. Here’s a picture:



The event was great – great questions, great focus, great energy. The crowd did however go into a deep distracted tailspin-swoon at one point when Flash described the process he underwent to have a sex toy molded from his 11-inch penis… But there was another force even more powerful than Flash working to lure Exxxotica-goers away from my talk of Hollywood sex portrayal – Jesus. Or at least, it was people claiming to speak for him.

I arrived at the Dallas convention center several hours before my event on Sunday, August 9. The day before, Stormy Daniels had shared this picture of herself in front of the show entrance via social media:

Protesters just love when I pose for selfies with them…HAHAHA

A photo posted by Stormy Daniels (@missstormydaniels) on


24 hours later, the same protesters were once again out front. And they were shouting. At everyone.

It was a pretty paltry demonstration – two women and five men (one of whom was filming with a handheld camera), no crowd or onlookers, and three security guard-looking sorts watching/yawning from afar. As I walked past them to enter the convention hall, they started shouting at me! “Sinner! Fornicator!” I waved.

Immediately upon entering the convention hall, I saw Stormy and Allie Haze at the Club Spotlight booth. Looming behind them was the extra-large Jesus Loves Pornstars/XXX Church booth.

Stormy was giddy – “Did you talk to the [the protesters]?!” she asked. The self-proclaimed cyber stalking ninja informed me that they were from Bulldog Ministries, a “street preaching” organization based in Houston, TX that travels around the state.

The three of us started talking about what we all felt was pretty inappropriate, misguided behavior. Allie, who possesses a pretty solid working knowledge of the Bible leftover from her childhood, explained that a statement on one of signs was being taken completely out of context.

“The sign doesn’t say the whole bible verse, it just says ‘fornication, adulterers, stealing…’ – all the things that are listed in the verse,” she explained. “But the beginning of the verse addresses those who believe in God – not those that don’t – reminding them not to judge others for all those things [previously listed] because then they’ll also be judged by God for judging others.”

I asked the ladies to pose like adulterous fornicators for a photo, and then I made my way back outside the convention hall. By this point, my mission was clear – I need to investigate the Lord’s presence at Exxxotica Dallas.



A woman handed me a simple photocopied pamphlet covered in bible verses, which I put in my bag as I approached the guy shouting the loudest. His name is Clarence.

I asked Clarence what he was doing out there – why were they yelling at everyone?

Clarence: Because you’re a pervert, obviously. You need porn just to be happy. You are a selfish individual who needs to go from orgasm to orgasm to orgasm just to have meaning in your life. You walked out of [the convention hall], and we caught you with your hand in the cookie jar.

DrCT: But how do you know that I’m not a Christian?

C: You’re not a Christian.

DrCT: But how do you know? Or, what if I’m a Buddhist?

C: Then you’re definitely going to Hell. Christ is the only way, the only way.

DrCT: Ok well I’m glad to know your opinion…

C: It’s not an opinion. I could be the answer to somebody’s prayer for you. Someone saying “Oh Lord please don’t let her die without someone telling her the truth,” and I am that answer. I am the answer to their prayer. I am warning you in the best way that I can that you need to turn from sin and get right with God.

And you may think I don’t care about you, but you actually are a soul. You have a soul, and your soul not only matters to me, it matters to Jesus Christ who died for you. And the blood of Jesus Christ did not give you permission to live any way that you choose. His love is not in acceptance of sinful lifestyle. People today want to use the love of God like a blanket from their sin. “God loves me and he’ll accept me as I am, which means I can do whatever I choose,” and that’s not the truth. God accepts some things, and he will not accept others – and he will not accept sin. He won’t ever accept you.

That’s when I’d had enough. I thanked Clarence for his concern and told him I would take my chances.

Truth be told, he was correct – I’m not a Christian (or a Buddhist). But for some reason, God refusing to accept me without first getting to know me, while simultaneously liking Clarence (WTF?!), stung a little – like junior high.



Back inside the convention hall, I ran into Tanya Tate. Tanya told me most of the adult performers and local models had been coming and going from the show via a back entrance – because any time a protester saw one someone who looked like an adult entertainer they would begin following them and shouting “Shame on you!” and “Whore!” and the like. Consequently, there was security everywhere, and Tanya had a lot to say about wasted resources.

“Apparently there were people in [the conference hotel earlier in the week], so when I arrived there were 5 or 6 police guys out there waiting just to make sure everything was safe – a complete waste of money and resources,” she told me. “The fact is this show is bringing so much money to this community, but then it ends up getting wasted on things like that.”



Tanya also told me that a performer had been attacked the night before by one of the protesters (Stormy had mentioned this too). I connected with Silvia Saige a couple days later via Twitter. After asking her if she was ok, she told me this story:

Oh, I am more than ok. I don’t mind telling the story of what happened. But the truth is, I don’t have much of one to tell. I walked over to the protestors outside of our hotel on night two [August 8, 2015]. Words were exchanged, a punch thrown, a drink thrown, and cops that seemed to be blind to everything but me throwing a drink [were called/arrived]. I was made into the criminal and told if I didn’t remove myself, I was going to jail. So I left.

It was a man who hit me. I would say mid-30s. He was most certainly a protestor as they were all holding their signs and shouting hate.


Yeesh. Like Stormy, Silvia had also taken a protest selfie. Maybe they were pissed?


After speaking with Tanya, I made my way over to the XXX Church booth.

XXX Church has been around for a long time. I can remember them having booths at fan/consumer shows as far back as 2006. The organization touts combatting “pornography addiction” online, and at shows the have volunteers walking around speaking to people about sex and sin and such. They pay registration fees like any other exhibitor and are always polite.

I walked up to their booth and was interested to notice they were giving away freshly screen printed T-shirts in exchange for a sharing a picture/hashtag on social media. I declined to tweet-for-swag but asked if I could speak to someone on record about XXX Church’s mission/purpose of being at the show. A very polite young man let me know I would have to speak to their PR rep, who happened to have stepped away from the booth for a moment. I left my number and said I would be around for the rest of the day – please call or text. They never did, but they did end up giving me a T-shirt just for fun.



As I made my way deeper into the show, I stopped and chatted with attendees. I met couples looking to learn/see something new, dude-bros looking to eyeball babes, men looking to meet the starlet of their dreams, and women looking for sexual spice in whatever form. Every single person was excited about Exxxotica being in Dallas – something like this had never happened there before!

I also met show organizers and locals. I talked to Ana, a local go-go dancer who was excited about the career/work opportunity, and to Kenitha Grant, the founder and creator of Panty Cakes, a Dallas-based company.

“This is our first time doing an Exxxotica [show] or any XXX expo, and inside – this isn’t anything like what we thought it would be,” Kenitha told me. “I was nervous about it, I was like ‘Oh my gosh, are there going to be a bunch of indecent people there?’’ but it’s everything – everybody’s here, you’ve got two churches in here, inside. I thought this was going to be something really crazy, but it’s not.”



Pictured (above and below): Floor shots



Everybody seemed to be at Exxxotica, in various capacities, looking for something new – experiences, customers, and information. And eventually, even I came across an organization that was new to me – Restored Hope Ministries (RHM). They were an interesting bunch.

According to their mission statement, RHM seeks to “Restore women and their children to normal lives who have been affected by the adverse conditions of life that include sex trafficking, slavery, abuse, poverty and interaction with the Criminal Justice System” [sic].

Every effort to work against sex trafficking and abuse in a manner that is in of itself not also coercive and/or manipulative is wonderful, and different people respond differently to different messages. But I wondered how many people in need they’d find at Exxxotica, where a booth cost anywhere from $1200 to $2000. I wondered if maybe all that money and volunteer time could’ve been better spent elsewhere.

According to an RHM volunteer named Marty, they usually did outreach on the streets but today they “were kinda in the hotspot.” In their daily practice, RHM had trouble reaching local women who were in crisis – women existing behind a wall of pimps and guns and prostitution according to RHM’s executive director, Sam Pollinzi. They thought they might be able to connect with some of these women at Exxxotica, but they also weren’t sure about who or how. And after 15 minutes of conversation, I wasn’t either.



It was nearly time for me to start getting ready for my talk when I ran into Joanna Angel. I asked her what she thought about the show, Dallas, and all the different dimensions of Jesus present.

According to Joanna, she’d been treated pretty nicely in Dallas and had actually seen more robust protests in other cities, including Los Angeles – no big deal there.

“They’re holding up anti-abortion signs and anti-gay signs. I even saw one anti-Muslim sign. Maybe they just bring all the signs that they have because it just seems like they don’t understand what the hell is going on [in here],” she mused, adding “If you’re going to hate something, you should at least know what it’s about so you can effectively target your dollars and your time.”

When I asked her about the presence of sex trafficking at gatherings like Exxxotica, she guffawed and seemed a little annoyed. “People are entitled to their own opinions – you don’t have to like porn or stripping, but you don’t have to start making shit up either,” she asserted.



We chatted for a few more minutes before Joanna said something that really gave me pause. Regarding each “protest” element present at Exxxotica, from the super hateful to uncertain activism – “Well, they got us talking about it so maybe that was the plan all along and they achieved their goals.”

This made me pause. Because she was right – and was I going to spend hours writing and quote verifying and image cataloguing just so I could give poisonous organizations another notch on Google?

In the end, I (obviously) decided yes, yes I would. Because all communities are part of wider society, all voices deserve to be heard, and we all surely need to know about what’s out there. That way, we can better understand what the hell is going on it this world of ours, like, overall.

Thanks to Stormy Daniels for identifying the organization, Bulldog Ministries. Also, I audio recorded all the interviews informing this piece, after first asking permission.



This full-version informed an edited version of a story published on UPROXX/FilmDrunk (8/17/15).

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