This portrait of “Jilly” has already caused us more trouble than anything we ever even thought about publishing in previous issues of the Wallposter. The internal arguments have been vicious, bordering on at times on hysteria. Women don’t seem to like Jilly. Without exception (including Madames, Thompson & Benton) they have cursed and deplored our decision to run this photo. They have called it “obscene,” “sick” and “dirty.” Our opinion poll was so violently negative — in the female sector — that we decided to at least consider the idea of replacing “Jilly” with another photo.
Meanwhile, we checked out the “obscenity” laws and found that “Jilly” is technically less “obscene” than most Playboy Playmates. Beyond that, she has already been cleared by the U.S. Post Office, we found her in the Evergreen Review, a prestigious national monthly that sells in bookstores and newsstands from coat to coast, and passes — with no problem — through the U.S. mails. It is no fault of ours that the content of Aspen’s public magazine racks is determined by the taste of a monopoly distributor in Grand Junction, a sluggish dunce, who handles the bulk of all news-stand sales in Colorado’s Western Slope — all magazines, paperback books and national newspapers except things like Rolling Stone, The Village Voice and the Evergreen Review.
