Tuesday, April 6, 2010
New York Magazine tries to explain it. The writer is not particularly successful in convincing me or anyone else with half of a brain that these women are not engaging in a high class, celebrity driven, 21st century freakshow, mega-warped materialistic version of prostitution. Every single one of the women presented in this article sure seem to be either a madam, female pimp, hoe for hire or hooker to me.
The basic difference between these women and street pimps is that they are paid on retainer under the bogus banner of "party hosting" instead of actually taking the money directly from the women they procured for their clients. Still sounds like pimping to me.
And the basic difference between these women and street prostitutes is that they are paid for their sexual favors with a wink and nod; a little help with the high end rent, a designer dress or a piece of jewelry, an expensive trip or a rather large check, a gift of course, not a payment for sex instead of a direct down and dirty exchange of cash upfront from their clients. Still sounds like flat-backing to me.
What truly irritates me is that women who are forced to sell their bodies on the streets are forced to do so out of need; a need to eat, pay the bills, feed a drug habit, take care of their children, to survive and these so-called "half-hookers" are doing this pointless self-prostitution for kicks, for fun, for a wild time while they're young. It's disgusting and it's salacious.
And a street prostitute is sure in the hell more credible and honest. She knows what she's doing. And a street pimp will lie about his profession, but that's part of the damn gig. Yet, these "party hosts" and "half-hookers" are truly something else; yes, I have sex for money, but I'm not a prostitute. Don't know and don't care if the men I'm running around with are married, but I want to be married someday. Don't call me a madam, even though I find women to entertain men, to have sex with men. Who's zooming who here?
And not only are these women flat-out dishonest and delusional about what they are doing, they want to paint themselves as sympathetic figures. They want to sound in control and empowered, but in the end, they are nothing but sell-outs to a fleeting moment of phony celebrity status.