I would like to touch on something that absolutly horrifies me to the end about this industry or lack of it. Its how it becomes a persons whole life.
I have the privilege of walking through Corks exotic red light district a times. I see the same guys over and over again diown around the sts kerb crawling. Now forget the fact that im dead against this ( its cheapens society), are these guys retarded??
I likewise see and hear (oh heard it quite a bit) from girls on how they are jackling it in only to come along again.
I wonder how a person can become completely consumed to the point of literally having no quality of life outside of this.Surely there is a goal behind it all???
These guys (and im guessing that brothels are pretty much the same) have allowed this industry to take over their entire lifes without even realising it.I have and do know escorts and yet again ,for all their effort ,they dont seem much better off financially. Its a case of raising the price and increasing the expenditure.
My point? What is the goal?? Surely if you decide to go on holidays ,you decide on a country and a means of getting there?? Why then would anything else in life be any different.
If you are an escort reading this ,what is your goal?? To put yourself through college, to put your kids through college?? If you cant answer this ,then i plead with you to sit down and think about why your doing it at all because in 90% of cases ,where we have no reason for starting, we sure as hell have no reason for ending.
Same with guys who spend all their existance doing it, surely their is a means to an end, a goal at the end of the day, which of course leads to a ceasation of the activity.
I see this all the time. I challenge you to step outside the norm and question things. Question yourself above all else.
There is a reason why i do anything. Even here on this forum there is a reason for me and that one day will end too. (no kidding there).
Why should anyone be satisfied with less than what they are capable of in life? why should any guy resign his life to floating around quays or narrow laneways in search of short term fun and frolics (reg tm) to solve a long term problem?
You know i often wondered and still do about how the girls i have met are getting along. Girls i have met here ,Laiza, Bianca, Mirella (and that homo Johnr who tried to touch my monkey). I often wonder how they are doing, are they going where they want to in life, are they happy? Same with some of the girls i met on the st, i often wonder how they have gotten along, or some of those lovely black girls in Upmarket or whatever the fuck they call it. Hugs and Kisses.
Anyway my point? fuck i havnt a clue, just your typical Westside ramble.
The eight Wonder of The Modern World..........the seperation of my brain and thought process.
Donor cards anyone??