Bitch-Air The Final Destination

 

Now that the population of a smaller county seat city has liked the prostitution lifestyle,  we need to clear up some very serious misunderstandings here, because I'm not sure if every message got through. While following the article's afterlife, reading comments on Facebook, Twitter, and bloggers' reactions, I realized that this article started a life of its own and evoked reactions like Trainspotting once did, which processed a serious and tragic topic in an easily digestible form, completely detached from reality. Portraying the lives of heroin addicts and hard drug users as something super cool and awesome is dangerous and highly irresponsible, because the ever-open and receptive teenage generation clings without thinking to everything they perceive or consider cool or trendy. I remember that even the British heroin addicts in '96 had a few words to say about this, because this lifestyle isn't exactly about shooting up and pleasurably cumming in a bathtub. After the 6,000th like and about the 70,000th visitor, I asked a friend what my responsibility was in only showing the sunny side of the prostitute life in my article, because I almost completely omitted what it entails for a girl to enter this world and decide to throw away everything for which a woman can be valued and respected, exchanging it for small change. Women who degrade themselves into objects, price their lives, and become mere consumables, which we use but eventually throw away. But these objects are never a loss, because they're worth about as much as the bag we threw them out in. Believe me, it's not good to pick up other people's trash, because it may look good on the outside, but inside, everything is rotten to the core. 

The prostitute lifestyle is tough, and often ends in disaster. Prostitutes, drugs, and generally everything that's illegal, or involves so much money that it won't fit in a jacket's inner pocket, may bring momentary successes and fleeting happiness, but it's a bitter and fear-filled life for everyone who chooses it. I didn't really want to deal with this topic any more, because this blog isn't about prostitutes (oh yes it is!), but when I received the umpteenth email from young girls asking me to tell them more and in more detail about this life because they found this lifestyle "very interesting", I felt that there were some really big problems in some heads. Then when I got a question from a self-confessed 16-year-old girl asking me to tell her which agency to apply to for such jobs, and 2 minutes later a guy arrived asking what jobs were available for boys and if I could help him with that?  That's when I decided that we urgently needed to clarify a few things and straighten out the minds of the generation growing up on Viva TV, who prioritize an illusionist life, but unfortunately, not only theirs... 

This problem is very complex and profound, because if I wanted to illustrate the dark sides of prostitution, I would have to poke a hornet's nest that I first of all don't want to, and secondly, a few stings might not be curable with enough calcium tablets. Let's even leave the borders of the Republic of Hungary (is it still?) behind, because it would simply be impossible to write about this topic without offending interest groups, because this country is too small for everyone not to know what it's about, even if I only allude or merely describe situations, places, names. Let's leave the country, among other things, because I can abundantly illustrate with foreign examples that you don't only walk the path you thought was a fairy tale in Manolo Blahnik shoes, and besides, although the prostitute life differs from country to country and culture to culture, the experience of a failed destiny and a ruined life is universal. The world I described in the prostitute-related post does exist, but it would be just as big a mistake to judge this "profession" and the daily lives of those in it based on that, as it would be to identify all actors with the adored stars posing on the red carpet at the Oscar awards.  Forgetting the millions of other people who are rotting away in Hollywood as waiters or cleaners, living on 7 dollars a day, waiting for the big break, taking on all sorts of humiliating jobs and roles. Every job, even the dirtiest ones, has a glittering surface, but it would be a big mistake to identify the lives of all people involved in it who choose this profession with this surface. Are there mafiosos who bang the best women in rooms wallpapered with Benjamin Franklin and can do or buy anything and anyone? Yes, there are, but that doesn't mean there aren't thousands of people buried in forests, cemented into construction sites, who have failed and longed for the Gambino clan type of lifestyle, for its cool casualness, but now they are still lying buried somewhere, after the desperate period before their death. It's no different with prostitution. A glittering life where even the toilet paper was designed by Louis Vuitton, sex with influential politicians, billionaire businessmen, and over-hyped athletes. Women who get everything, achieve everything, and suck off everyone, if that dick is under Prada boxers. Yes, there are such prostitutes, but if someone is such a stupid idiot - and it doesn't matter how old they are - who believes that all prostitutes really live like this, they should do themselves and society a favor and turn on the gas and close the windows,  because they are completely incapable of living in their current form. 

Indeed, there are those who make a bad decision at the wrong time, or simply fall into the hands of such a person or get into such company, with which they sign their death warrant and brand their fate for life.  Because there are also girls who entered this world hoping for all the luxury that can only be hoped for from this job, only they got on a flight that seems to be crashing, and in moments they find themselves in a basement in Ukraine. A basement where their organs are not removed and sold simply because they realized why they would sell their kidney for 7,000 Euros when the girl can produce it alive in as little as 2 weeks. Isn't this a wonderful way of thinking? Now everyone imagine the conditions in which these girls have to live for years  or until they take their own lives because they can't take it anymore.

 

What do you think happened to these girls? Did they get lost on Blaha and couldn't find their way home? But this, of course, is just the two extremes, the upper and lower echelons of the prostitute class system. Jeff Weise, the perpetrator of the 2006 Minnesota massacre, in his final statement, said he deserved the death penalty and was waiting for it, whereupon a relative of one of the victims stood up and said no, he didn't  deserve it, he should suffer for years on death row. Something similar happens to a significant portion of prostitutes who are stuck in the lower regions of the caste system and, as I mentioned, cannot even get out because where to, and from what? If they are even allowed to. A few degrees above this are the girls who can be found online, working in an apartment in a residential building, usually keeping 40-60% of their money and earning about 3-500,000 HUF a month with this lifestyle. One of my ex-girlfriends was doing this recently and she was completely destroyed by it. The contrast was incredible, as if I had met a completely different girl. At 11 in the morning, she appeared on amphetamines, but damn, she didn't even know where she was, and I asked her why she had to put that crap in herself? "It helps with work because it's easier that way." Great, really. Fantastic prospects for the future. Sucking off the dick of any perverse, undemanding, disgusting "man" who checks in and pays the 10-12,000 tariff is not one of the most pleasant things on earth.  This lifestyle destroys you, because this profession not only breaks the woman in you, it not only takes away your dignity and all human pride, and not only do you have to endure the humiliation of sick-minded men day in and day out, but as a bonus, you also kill yourself with drugs, just to make it easier, because it's no longer possible otherwise.  It's sad what happened to this girl because there was more to her, much more. 2 years ago she was working as a receptionist for a German company, then the company ceased to exist, and after a year of job searching she went to work in a massage parlor, the rest is history. Now she has quit and moved back home. She still has no job, but when we last spoke on the phone she was in a hurry because someone was coming to her... Fucking sick.

The other girl  I referred to in the Bitch-air article was the Kuwaiti girl. She couldn't even attend to her first client because she simply couldn't stop crying, while her second, meaning her first client she slept with, was a dwarf. She worked in the Netherlands and Belgium, and I know from her that the most undemanding are the Italians and the Spanish; may God protect her from the Israelis, but I also know from her that there are no more perverse perverts than the Germans, not to mention the English. Apparently, Hungarian and Japanese guests are the best because they are the most well-groomed and cleanest. But staying in Brussels and to say a few words about male prostitutes, I know a guy who couldn't exist without lidocaine spray because he gets fucked so hard every night that the pain is already unbearable. For a few months now, a sick, perverse animal has been funding him whose fetish is that sex is only good if it hurts, and if I'm not mistaken, bathing is not part of his daily routine. He takes him to Miami, he just got a motorcycle, he gets all the clothes and whatever he wants, but at night he gets such a beating that sometimes he has to wear diapers. When I ask him, "Laci, dude, is this worth it to you?" "Yes." "And for how long?" "I'm not planning long-term, but as long as I live, I want to get everything, and if this is the price, then this is the price..." It can't be much easier for women, and since we're talking about lack of demandingness, this is also a point that can make this profession truly disgusting. I honestly don't understand the girls, because I wouldn't sleep with a girl if her legs weren't properly shaved. There's a saying that you are what you eat. I would rephrase that to you are the kind of person you are willing to sleep with. Although I understand that deep down every woman has a need for prostitution, which for me, beyond the bedroom, the incredible success of the truckers and prostitutes party and the number of girls dressed as prostitutes who appeared there, and their carefree mood, was the ultimate confirmation. (the best party in the world)

How long can this be done, now almost completely independently of levels? What kind of future awaits a life like this, and can the wounds acquired from this work over the years ever heal? Because if a woman starts this at 19-21 and does it for 8-10 years, where does she go afterwards, and what does she plan for her life after 40? I worked in a casino for a while, where a very popular and successful Fabulon model from the 80s used to come in; I don't know if that name still means anything to anyone. Now over fifty, but obviously not giving up her profession, I saw how degraded a woman can become. She came in every day and gambled away her money at Blackjack, then once when she lost everything that day, she sucked off one of the guests in the casino bathroom and came back to play. These are sad and infinitely pathetic life paths, whose beginning, however glittering it may seem, ends in such a dark pit.

I'm hearing more and more that pornography and prostitution are just jobs, and it's high time society accepted them just like bakers or hairdressers. Well, no fucking way!!!  That would be my short answer to these voices, because we finally need to understand that no matter how much societal morality has plummeted to rock bottom, and no matter how much decadence is rampant above us, and no matter how much filth and sodomitic conditions flood our daily lives, these jobs will never be and can never be accepted money-making opportunities and alternatives to life, because they are humiliating, despicable, and deeply below any moral level. Celebrity prostitutes making a living can proudly parade in the media, but if they have chosen this decadent lifestyle, they could at least do us the favor of not shoving their messed-up lives in our faces, but primarily so that the 8-16 year old girls growing up now do not see this degenerate lifestyle as an example to follow. 

With this post, I am done with the topic of prostitutes, and I am steering the blog back into the realm of workouts and a healthy lifestyle. There will still be articles of this type, as there have been before, but totally randomly, so to anyone who only dropped in because of this article, thanks for stopping by and good luck in the future, maybe we'll meet again. The past few days in numbers have been quite astonishing. In 3 days, 192,000 unique visitors, and as I write this post, 15,781 people have liked the Bitch-Air article, thanks to which LifeTiLt has been the most visited civil blog in the country for 3 days now. But before I pat myself on the back (which I will do later), the blog continues, with less frequent updates than usual because I've gotten a lot of work, which means from Monday, the party starts with a whistle...