mental prostitution

What the heck is all this about, you may be wondering upon reading the title of this post. it’s quite simple, really, and it’s an idea I’ve been toying with for some time, and after all the beating it’s taken, it deserves a chance to be aired on this blog.

Prostitution, of course, consists of people (mostly women and Deuce Bigelow) being made to engage in the activity of having sex with someone to give pleasure to the person on the receiving end, and being subsequently paid to do so.

Now personally, I have difficulty understanding why it is that people have so much issue with sex in itself, much less sex as a means of income. Given the choice, I would not indulge in it myself, but I am fortunate enough to be literate and able to earn a reasonable living without having to resort to blow jobs a la mode. Unfortunately, a lot of women out there aren’t and many of these turn to prostitution. Leaving aside the moral justification for preventing someone from exploiting their talent (when someone is talented with a guitar, we call them rock stars and practically worship them), their looks (when people do this in the mass media, we call them actresses and supermodels and make them walk up and down runways for our viewing pleasure) and their skills (if I can make ugly shapes with metal, people call it art) to make a living if the person wants to and is in no way being forced into it, my post is about mental prostitution.