Via Chexy.

Alan Mercer turns in a long interview with Scotty Bowers (and his wife Lois, who knew nothing of his trick-turning past when they wed) in which he gets the controversial kiss-and-teller to talk about his childhood prostitution, selling used rubbers and his advice for John Travolta.

When asked if he thinks we've gone backwards in our sexual attitudes, Bowers asserts:

"You bet we have. I can't believe the attitude some people have today. They think everything is awful. I can't believe so many people pretend to be so square about these things."

National Enquirer (July 2, 2012) is first with a photo showing John Travolta with his alleged '80s lover, pilot Doug Gotterba. Travolta certainly had a type back then; remember it was also the Enquirer that outed him over 20 years ago with a story by XXX star Paul Barresi, shown at right below in Travolta's 1985 movie Perfect:

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Visiting NYC in 1988 and being the good gay tourist I was, I had this picture snapped of me with those infamous ACT UP outing posters on C Street (there is a chance this was taken in 1992 instead, but...seems like it would be late for that?). At any rate, let's see how accurate they were:

March of 1984, prepping for Perfect

Joan Edwards, a former longtime assistant to John Travolta, has come forward to confirm that he's gay and had a long relationship in the '80s with a pilot named Doug Gotterba. It's interesting that "Douglas Gotterba" is a fake name Travolta used at least one time while traveling (a trip on which he was reported to have enjoyed the hotel's massage services by Leo Legris and chatted with or up Legris's son Stefane). Something very Single White Female about using your lover's name to go incognito.

And before I hear bitchin' and moanin' about privacy and such, keep in mind that Travolta's sexuality has been forced further out of the closet than ever by many allegations he not only had sex with masseurs but in some cases sexually assaulted them. Furthermore, he's a public figure lying through his teeth about having sex with men, and if we're gonna bitch and moan about invading his privacy, we need to be just as offended when straight stars' sex lives are plumbed for gossip value, and should be repulsed when gay and straight stars feed us a steady diet of personal info to begin with. The horses are out of those gates.

Is this the dude who pierced Travolta's bubble in the '80s?

National Enquirer (May 28, 2012) has an in-depth chat with Luis Gonzalez, the handsome former massage therapist who claims to have spent "an afternoon having passionate sex with Travolta at the luxurious Ritz-Carlton hotel in Laguna Niguel, Calif., in 1997." He's coming out with the story because Travolta's not coming out. Basically, everyone knows Travolta is gay.

The same issue as well as this week's Globe spend a lot of time quoting a friend of his who claims Travolta's taste ran to "weak-looking" or "rugged" types. This means he bragged about wanting Richard Gere, John Savage (weak-looking??? see pic), Christopher Reeve, George Michael and especially the once very hot Jeff Conaway, his Grease co-star. (Perhaps he envisioned them starring in Crisco?)

The late Conaway's former fiancée confirms that Travolta woke Conaway up in the '90s after spending time at his home by blowing him. It ruined their friendship. Conaway also left a handwritten suicide letter admitting the incident occurred. Yikes!

It's rather breathtaking looking at the side-by-side front pages of the right-wing New York Post and the more liberal New York Daily News. The News correctly plays up the #1 story—President Obama endorsing marriage equality—while the Post obscenely focuses instead on new developments in closet case John Travolta's massault case and Tan Mom with only a tiny strip at the bottom noting the historic statement by the president.

Seeing these two things side by side is a great illustration of progressive vs. conservative, with the former celebrating movement forward on a major issue and the latter gloating over a public figure mired in an old-fashioned sex scandal, one made worse by the fact that the acts are homosexual.

If John Travolta—whose drag name should be Lucille Masseur—is not a lecher addicted to having happy-ending massages (with or without willing participation), why does he keep frequenting saunas and getting paid rub-downs? If I were him and my rep as a notorious sauna sex fiend were manufactured, I would simply not use masseurs.

Now he's being sued by one. Funniest part of the story being alleged is Travolta bragging that Hollywood is controlled by homosexual Jews—two conspiracy theories in one!

Sadly, Robert Hegyes—Juan Epstein on Welcome Back Kotter—died at the age of 60 following a heart attack. I remember knowing he had not been broke for a long while. It's good to know he participated in that recent WBK reunion. Hopefully, that brought him a little fun.