I don’t know how many gazillions of times I’ve gotten into an argument with some woman (it’s always a woman) who thinks the sex industry is evil. I’ll explain my experience of it, and she’ll say that I’m deluded. Really, what about all those poor traffiked women? I don’t want to be insensitive to people who have been traffiked, but I’ve sure as hell never met one. Of course, if I say that, I’m even more in denial and denying my sister strippers their victimhood; or denying my fellow feminists the a vestige of victimhood to identify with.
Someone has finally looked at this issue and written a book about it. Susie Bright interviewed her over on her blog.
what is the big deal seriously there is nothing evil about sex professions in my own oppinion. Sure, what happens to many women out there in the sometimes cruel world is unfair and a reality. But to be honest it’s people who look to take advantage that make things evil. My mom was a stripper when I was a child Look at my name “SONOFASTRIPPER” I turned out fine and not evil at all. Let me put my own cards on the table. Because I was raised in such an environment so early on, I obviously developed an affinity towards strippers. I dated a few of them and I am a bit of a sex addict, but still respectful and only with my own girlfriend when I have one. But as I said, nothing evil about the sex industry, just the poeple who look to take advantage. Those girls who work the sex industry probably work harder than anyone else I know. They put up with more issues and crap not only from their bosses but from random strangers, and then not to mention those boyfriends who believe they can be ok with their girl stripping only to later resent her for doing it. Those girls are braver than anyone and they still get up in the morning to do what they have to do to survive and take care of those they love and make a way for themselves in the world. Like I said my mom did it and I respect her and anyone in the sex industry who works honestly hard for what they have.
Some sex workers are coerced. It’s easy for the feminism for dummies crowd to extrapolate that into sex work is evil. In the end it’s a job. Anything you do to persuade someone else to give you their money is a job. When I lived in a car and under the bridge, I fucked so I could get clean or have food and drinkable water. It was my job. Now I live in a building on a patch of forested land and I work at a nonprofit to pay for my own food and water. A totally different job.
I’d like to add that any time somebody wants to tell me I’m delusional about any of my personal beliefs, that conversation is over. I have plenty of self-doubt all on my own. I don’t need more. Does that argument need to happen? Whose interests does it serve? Nt mine, that’s fa sho.
Woohoo, another deluded woman! We should start a club, maybe have cookies and tea or something….
And yep, I hate that line of BS too.