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Interview with Johnny from where he talks about working with gay icon John Waters, hanging out at gay bars in his sailor outfit, appreciation from the gay community for Jackass, being able to hang out in the gay scene after moving to LA from Tennessee, his disappointment at not making the cover of American Grizzly, one of his favorite. As successful as Johnny Knoxville and his motley crew of mischief makers have been at the box office, the discomfort of watching them has long made Jackass feel clandestine and taboo.

Philip John Clapp (born March 11, [1]), known professionally as Johnny Knoxville, is an American stunt performer, actor, producer, and screenwriter. He is best known as a co-creator and star of the MTV reality stunt show Jackass (–) and its subsequent movies. Back in , Steve-O and Johnny Knoxville sat down with Vanity Fair and said the quiet part out loud: Jackass, the pioneering MTV television show that they had spun into a successful movie franchise, is gay.

In real life, Johnny Knoxville is straight. He has been married twice to two women in the past. The actor tied the knot with Fashion Designer Melanie Lynn Clapp in and went through a separation in Subsequently, he married Film Director Naomi Nelson in I wrote it firmly believing that a trans woman writing about Jackass wasn't going to set the world on fire, and it didn't, but it was nonetheless surprisingly well-received.

I will never forget getting a text from a friend saying J ohnny Knoxville is talking about you on NPR right now. The filmmaker Lance Bangs had kindly messaged me when this first published to tell me that he had loved it, had sent it to Knoxville and crew and they all were taken aback by it as well. I am still a bit shocked by that message.

Writing this piece, as silly as here's my essay about Jackass seems on paper, was the first time I felt I could write about the cultural ephemera that built a life for me to lose myself in and have it mean something. With Bitch offline now, RIP to one of the all time greats, and repeated requests from interested people wanting to read this one I've come to learn it's been taught in a few classrooms as well which Apologies for being quiet on the newsletter front, finishing my draft melted my brain like a box of crayons in the sun, but i'm back now, and I'm gonna have a little Friday post this week too with some records I've been listening to lately.

There were four of us sitting in a Toyota Tercel. Two in the front, two in the back. It was the dead of winter in the Yukon in , and a snowplow had gathered all the snow in the parking lot into a single mountain in the middle, all jagged chunks of hard packed snow and gravel. We looked at each other through the thick, dank weed smoke and asked a single question: Ready?

With unanimous agreement, the driver stomped the gas pedal to the floor and drove as fast as he could directly at the snowbank. We were just four among the throngs of people introduced to Jackass in October , when the gonzo collection of pranks, stunts, and hidden-camera shenanigans set viewership records for MTV. Filling your underwear with bees? Getting smashed in the dick by a sledgehammer pendulum?

All this and more made Jackass a glorious celebration of intentionally stupid and frequently injurious behavior.

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For me and my friends—all of us at the time straight, white guys—Jackass perfectly reflected our senseless desire for irreverent disaster. At a time when reality TV was still nascent, Jackass was a hurricane, airing for three seasons between and before leaving the network amid efforts to stem the tide of would-be copycats and being reborn as a series of films.

By all outward appearances, I was a young man among other young men, but, internally, I struggled with that identity.

Despite being told repeatedly I needed to learn to be one, I never quite felt like a man. I yearned for the thrill of skating, the adrenaline rush of silicone wheels taken to pavement and the freedom of catching air, but I recoiled at the aggressive nature with which my peers pushed themselves toward an image of masculinity. The Jackass guys were so at home in their masculinity, but when they shoved and slapped and goaded each other, it felt playful rather than angry.

They worked together to outdo one another in painful slapstick, eager to see how far the others could go. As I tried to find my place in the skate park, it seemed that my masculinity was measured in the prospective inches of my genitalia. And as I grew to understand my body as one I felt disconnected from, I developed anxiety around not being classically manly enough. Instead, Jackass cuts to cast members propping each other up as they contort with laughter at the sight of their friend giving everything of himself in an earnest quest to achieve greatness.

In many ways, all our gay humor has been a humanitarian attack against homophobia. The opening night of the first Jackass movie, in October , my friends and I saw it twice in a row, sneaking beers into the empty soda cups we bought at the concession stand. But here we were. After goading Knoxville to land just one punch, Butterbean proceeds to pummel him to the point of concussion.

The newly released Jackass Forever is the fourth mainline film in the Jackass cinematic universe, and reunites Knoxville, Steve-O, and the gang with the exception of Margera, who is largely absent after being fired for breaking a sobriety clause while introducing a new generation of jackasses whose bodies can withstand a bit more battering than their now-middle-aged mentors.

With the advent of YouTube, TikTok, Instagram, and influencer culture, anyone with a dream and a death wish can now spin pranks into wealth, fame, and brand sponsorships. The dick-punches never punch down.