Holy fuck...that’s real!
Holy fuck...that’s real!
One of my favorite things about gay bars and their Musical Mondays is that frequently they’ll just air campy clips that the audience will recite back. One of these famed monologues is from Designing Women:
I devoured and still devour a lot of non alt-progressive political commentary.
Yes everything you say is true. Also legalizing AND regulating so that there is more power in the hands of the sex workers themselves will not solve all those problems. However, I believe it will make life better/easier for a huge number of sex workers (and customers- not all of whom are objectifying the sex worker;…
Sex workers and trafficking victims are two different groups. Why does sex work have to be empowering in order for it to be acceptable? Frankly, I don’t know any person in any job who feels empowered by their role.
As a former sex worker, I don’t understand what is so hard for people to understand. We want our work to be legal, but pimping and human trafficking to be illegal.
Good article. Good arguments are important (you deliver them in other articles) but sometimes trying to get all feet back on the ground is the best argument - kind of “hey there’s still reality too, if you don’t mind”.
Totally unrelated. But I am sooooo in love w/your name.
I was also expectinga hate read and came away feeling strangely upbeat.
I know, it hits the “people seeing the good in people” note just right, doesn't it? (And cheers.)
I’m tempted to flag this as inappropriate, but I’m too paralyzed by memories of my grandfather walking around at night so attired. I’m pretty sure his philosophy was “It’s my house, I’m old, fuck you.”
I finally had a chance to sit down with this New Yorker article by Adrian Chen on how Megan Phelps’ habit of spending time on Twitter led her to leave the Westboro Baptist Church. It’s definitely worth a read; I found it fascinating. Has anyone else read it?
Fun fact: I’m a terrible liar—I once had a boss who would, when any of us would screw around, would take me aside and ask who did what, even if I wasn’t involved. When I asked her why, she said, “You’re the only one around here who breaks into a stutter when he tries to lie.” So the bit about entertaining lies was, in…
I’m starting to think that I should probably say twice now.
I’ve been thinking about this more, and the more I do, the more curious I am about...there is just not a single phrase that comes to mind that isn’t a double entrendre (“ins and outs”) or something that sounds like I’m just looking for titilation (“specifics”)...of the field. In the interest of not turning this into…
Btw. re: your likeness honored in ink.
Great piece! Usually I’m not a fan of Gawker’s longer pieces on social, or cultural issues and will avoid them all together. I come to Gawker mostly for the lighter pieces. But I found your arguments quite interesting, and brought up many points I never bothered to think of. Specifically, non-female sex workers.
This is spot on.
It’s just an inherently dishonest move to engage in such obvious false equivalencies. “A guy who pays a pimp to have sex with an underaged trafficked girl is engaging in a sex act for money. A guy who pays a woman to have sex with him is also engaging in a sex act for money. We really need to do something about paying…