Monday, May 31, 2004

The Triangle Of Hatred

Happy Memorial Day Weekend. I figure most of you are out there drinking beers and partying with friends. I'm stuck in New Jersey where people don't seem to understand this is a holiday weekend. What's this holiday about? It's about honoring our soldiers. All those that died defending the values of our country. There's one value that these fine men and women died to protect that I think we've ALL forgotten about: Tolerance. Here's an example that hits close to home: The Triangle of Hatred between Women in The Adult Services Industry.

Simply, hookers hate strippers and porn starlets. Porn starlets hate hookers and strippers. Strippers hate hookers and porn starlets. It makes NO sense. Like so many of us, they are filled with hatred for people that are doing basically the same thing because they can't admit to themselves what they're doing. All these women are in the same profession: sex for money. They are just on different positions on the scale. But try and explain to a stripper that she's the same thing as a hooker and you'll see very quickly what I'm talking about. Here's how it works:

Hookers:

Hookers are the grunts of the sex trade. Whether they are walking the streets or working with a "high-class" escort agency, there's no disputing the fact that they're selling sex.

Hookers vs. Strippers:
Hookers hate strippers because strippers are just teases. They don't work for their money because they don't actually fuck (most of the time) for their income. Strippers give the sex-sellers a bad wrap because they just rip men off. "Sure honey, pay me $1000 in the VIP room and I'll come back to your hotel room (which 99.9% of the time never happens)" or "Wow, thanks so much for buying me that $500 bottle of champagne, now give me your phone number and I'll call you tomorrow". Of course if they do actually call, it's just so you can have the privilege of taking them shopping for a thousand dollars worth of clothes. You're still not going to get laid.

Hookers vs. Porn Starlets:
Similar to strippers, women who make porn films don't have to work as hard as hookers for their money. Sure they are slightly better than strippers because they do actually fuck. But the hatred is still there. It's blue collar vs. white collar. Hookers have to walk the streets, deal with pimps, run from cops, etc. Porn chicks get to work in a cushy studio or a nice house and they have the job security of contracts with the production company.

Porn Starlets:

Targets of the entire world because they're the most visible, these chicks have learned to deal with hatred against them the best. Unfortunately, knowing that they are at the top of food-chain they've got a chip on their shoulders.

Porn Starlets vs. Hookers:
This one kills me. Hookers are dirty sluts because they'll fuck anyone with money. Porn chicks pride themselves in working in this insular world where they know everyone they "work" with. They're not fucking total strangers. But it's TOTAL bullshit. Last year, at the porn convention in Vegas I found out about a porn chick that is a household name, taking an "erotic helicopter tour" of the Grand Canyon with a total stranger. Specifically, she went with a total stranger who had an extra $3000 to blow.

Porn Starlets vs. Strippers:
Porn chicks hating strippers because strippers don't fuck (sound familiar?). Porn chicks have to not only have sex, but have sex on a set with a 400 watt C-Light (crevice light for those uninitiated to the porn world) three inches from their ass crack. Porn chicks have to fuck on command. They have to take direction while still making it look like they're having the best sex of their lives. All strippers have to do is party and get drunk on booze some guy is buying them and jiggle their asses a bit.

Strippers:

I saved the best for last. I've got the most experience with strippers. I dated a stripper for a year. I learned first-hand how much shit these women have floating around in their heads. You can't take the stripper home with you line is total bullshit. You just can't get rid of them or their matching set of emotional baggage.

Strippers vs Hookers:
Remember, strippers don't fuck. That's their justification for everything. They're "entertainers." They're all just stripping to pay for the college degree that they'll NEVER use because once they have their degree they can't give up the easy money and work for 50 hours a week making shit for money. You all know what I'm talking about: real life. So they hate hookers because hookers give them a bad image. Strippers fight so hard to never admit to themselves that they're selling sex for money and hookers are so blatant about selling sex for money.

Strippers vs. Porn Starlets:
My stripper ex-girlfriend absolutely hated porn chicks because they fucked on video and hundreds of thousands of men saw this. "Only men that come into the club see me naked" she would say. Of course we would point out that she stripped for ten years. She worked an average of four nights a week. Any given night at the club there would be 1000 guys passing through. Do the math and that means that around 2,080,000 men saw her butt-ass nekkid. But of course she would always come back with the comeback that every stripper has: "yes, but I didn't fuck."

So there you have it folks. After reading this far I'm sure you're having the same thought as I am: what a crock of shit. They ALL sell themselves. It's just to varying degrees. If they could just own up to the fact that they're ALL making a living in one way or another off horny guys we wouldn't have all this hatred. Here's why this will never happen. If they admit to themselves that they're all doing the same work then they'll ALSO have to admit to themselves that they're all traveling on the same path.

Seriously, it's the natural evolution of a woman who's willing to sell her body in one way or another. She starts with the amateur bikini contests. It's her first taste how easily she can make money by showing a little skin. Next is the job as a shooter-girl at the strip club. She makes more money than flipping burgers and she doesn't have to show any nipples. But she's in the club every night seeing how much money the strippers are making. She sees the strippers aren't fucking anyone. So next she's stripping. Then the "headline feature girls" come through town. These are the porn starlets. She sees how much money these girls make dancing. She talks to them and hears what a wonderful job being a porn starlet is. What, you think the porn chick is going to admit to the lowly stripper that fucking for money in L.A. has a downside? So the stripper is off to L.A. to make even more money. She probably has some crazy hope of breaking into mainstream movies too. Yeah, that worked out so well for Traci Lords. Now it's time for the downhill slide. After a few years of fucking and sucking for bucks and snorting up more coke than Robert Downey Jr. the wear and tear is starting to show. She didn't make it to Jenna Jameson status and she doesn't have a big contract with a porn production company. So to supplement her income (read pay for her drug habit) she hits the road as a headlining stripper. Eventually she can't pull in enough money so when the eager fan (horny dude) approaches her at one of the strip clubs with an offer to pay her big money to come home with him she finally takes it. She's lonely and she's been on the road for so long it sounds reasonable. Next, she gets tired of traveling and after years of fucking for money she settles down in a town working as a high-class escort. After fifteen years of selling her body in one way or another she's left with a serious drug habit, no education, no money saved, and one ass-poor work ethic. She'll be walking the streets in no time.

PLEASE, don't think this is a condemnation of the porn industry. Lots of women get off this crazy train before it gets to the end of the line. My ex-girlfriend is now a Chief Financial Officer. She never went past the stripper phase. There are PLENTY of strippers and porn starlets that save their money and never make it to the street-walking hooker phase. Hookers, don't hate me. I'm not judging you. If you're happy with your life, I'm happy for you. The point I'm making is you're all the same. You all sell some part of yourself for a living. It's the path you've chosen and you will be judged for it by closed-minded people. I promise, I will never judge you. So stop judging each other!

Can't we all just get along?

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