“I hate that I’m saying this, but it seems kind of quaint.”

I’m on the phone with author and slut-shaming expert Leora Tanenbaum, and while I wouldn’t call what we’re doing reminiscing, it does involve looking back on a time that, while not great, was a little simpler. In this case, the subject is “Girls Gone Wild,” the video franchise that, from 1997 to 2011, was the first name in horny direct-to-consumer retail. Its commercials ruled late-night television, and its product was a mashup of voyeurism, misogyny and manipulation. GGW impresario Joe Francis and his camera crew descended on spring break locations, crashing parties and sweet-talking drunk girls into flashing the camera, making out with each other, and hopefully going further.

Tanenbaum’s most recent book, “Sexy Selfie Nation:

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