Unpleasant Talk of Learned Whores

Why all this unpleasant talk of learned whores’ and culture fucked?

by Antoni Manwell

Unpleasant talk of learned whores

There is a popular revamp of a classic idiom. You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think. Cleaver clearly, however, it's insulting to ‘whores.’ They can think for themselves thank you very much.

Those who work in the oldest profession combine street smarts, accounting, criminology, art history, marketing, health and nursing, fashion, sociology, and sexual empathy to their list of skills, making 'whores' quite possibly the most well-rounded and smartest people we know.

These companions have managed to turn an intimate encounter between two, three, or four…not judging…individuals, into a 14 billion dollar a year industry. An industry that includes health and lifestyle branding, merchandising, and social media marketing. Just to name a few transferable skills. Keep in mind that many 'whores/escorts' also cross over into the adult film industry. With the right positioning, anything other than missionary, you can, in fact, lead a 'whore to culture'. As a matter of fact, 'whores' are a large and influential part of our culture.

So, what does culture think of 'whores'? Again, depends on your position, the reverse cowboy is a personal fav.

By and large a culture, like 'whores', should be aspirational and easy. We view both similarly, personal ethical views aside. We want 'whores' and culture to be attractive, showpieces, easily accessible, incredibly entertaining, and can go from lady in the streets to freak in the sheets, from uptown girl to down and dirty debutante twenty-four hours a day. Whether you spent all night online looking for your perfect 'date', retail price $499.99, or waiting in line all day for the new iPhone retail price $499.99. The same thing happens in the anticipation of pushing that "home" button for the first time. Our eyes get wide, palms get sweaty and we start salivating at the idea of what Siri is going to sound. Perhaps this time she’ll have Australian (female) or German (Male) dialect.  Your mind starts to race, thinking of all the naughty games you can play with Siri now that you’ve downloaded all your favorite apps from the cloud. BTW, your dates name in this scenario is also Siri.

To be clear I make this comparison not to shame women or men, or to pass moral judgment, you do you, and him, and her, and them, that's what it's all about. No wait that's the hokey pokey, well I'm sure you and Siri did that last night too. She flipped through her screen while you flicked her bean. A truly lovely, $1,500 moment (including tax and regulatory fees).


Trafficking Tilly 

Morally as a culture, we find the business of exchanging sexual favors for cash and prizes to be reprehensible, whorish, akin to slavery, or as I like to think of it, a first date. Yes, in many cases prostitution is born out of sex trafficking rings, these are bad. Your first date is born out of your aunt Tilly’s church group,this is also bad. Strangely enough both are highly organized and intimidating enterprises. 

However, there are those who choose to go on a second date, just as there are those who choose sex work as a profession. Adult film actor, exotic dancers, massage therapist who work at a place off the freeway with the name Jade in the name, the list goes on. These men and woman, for whatever reason, have chosen to share their time, talents, and according to the second date rules their tiramisu. 

 You, however, may have reservations about that second date, or become American's Next Top or Bottom Porn Star. You should cancel those reservations, skip the tiramisu and see witch celebrities are serving up more than just memorable moments, a few of cultures most influential people, that they were indeed…sex workers.

To hear them tell it giving handies in back allies for cash was something they accidentally found themselves doing. Rupert thought well the monies good, Maya confessed she wasn’t that great at it. 

A Date with your Whore and your Therapist

Like with any good ‘whore’, or therapist our hour is up. Why don’t we go ahead and schedule our next session? Of course, you must move things around. Next week you have your ‘Whore’ at 2 and they work at the motel on the other side of town. So, you need to move your therapist to 3 unless you finish up with your ‘whore’ early then you can make it by 2 because you’ll have cum by 1:15 and we’ll be discussing that at our session by 2:05.

It would be so much easier if your 'whore' was your therapist or vice versa, it would certainly save time, although either way, you're getting screwed. They both get paid about $90 to $200 an hour to sit back, biting on a pen judging you while saying "Uh, huh. Uh Huh, Hmmm. And how does that make you feel? Oh yes, how interesting."

I joke of course. I have the utmost respect for 'whores' they, actually have to touch you. Seriously, a therapist is incredible and wonderful. An impartial person to provide wonderful insight into what we can improve about ourselves. They guide us through those rough emotional times in our lives, like when you get a divorce because your partner left you for a 'whore.'

I leave you with this. Next time…and there will be a next time, you are out in our very cultured world and someone calls you a 'whore' here are three options sure to throw them off.

1.Whore... Yeah, so you're mother!

2. You're just a whore...At least I'm not a cheap one.

3. You're such a whore...Ah, Sweet. I consider you a dear friend too.