So...
I know it's not 1855, or even 1955. I'm not saying it should be.
People have sex.
Good. Great. Grand. Wonderful. Terrific.
I don't think women (or men) who have premarital sex are whores.
However, standing in line today at the grocery store, I saw a tabloid with the headline:
"My Affair with Ashton"
and then with a tagline about the woman spilling the beans on her "X-Rated" night fucking a tv-star.
When the hell did adultery become something to proclaim and profit from? I've never considered buying an US Weekly, but I sure as hell won't now. And don't get me wrong, it's not because of this particular strumpet. Sara Leal is her name, I believe.
It's the same thing with Tiger Wood's whores. Some of them were professional sex workers, sure, but the others were whores too.
I'm bothered by the fact I know who Rachel Uchitel is. I'm bothered I know things about her. I know that her fiance died in one of the towers on September 11th. Why is she being given money and put on magazine covers and granted TV interviews where they don't simply say "she wrapped her vagina around someone famous and siphoned his celebrity"?
Again, this is not to say that Ashton or Tiger are not shitheads. Of course they are. But they're not trumpeting. It's the shamelessness of it all that appalls me.
We don't even consider the fact that the reason the Kardashians are all over the internet and TV and magazines is because Kim banged a rapper, had it filmed, and (according to people who know about such things) had her people sell it to a porn company, all the while claiming it had been stolen so that she could have deniability about being a shameless whore (That particular move is called the "Pam Anderson").
Recently, you may have seen (how would you not have seen), she got married. And wore a white dress. Hysterical.
She banged a dude on film. She exposed herself in Playboy. She went raw dog in "W", but was covered in silver paint, as though she weren't naked. Then she had the gall, later, to cry, literally cry, about the pictures being more racy than she thought they'd be.
Really?
The camera that took the photograph of you posing full on frontally wasn't invisible. And yet you're crying because people can see your nipples?
Shameless.
And the thing is, I'd bet good money that Sara and Rachel and Kim would take extreme exception to being called whores. I don't know what their arguments would be, but I guarantee they'd have them.
"We're not whores!"
"You are literally profiting from fucking."
"But we didn't cause it. It was going to come out anyway so we were trying to make the best out of a bad situation!"
"That makes as much sense as a woman getting payment from her rapist."
"Well, maybe she should..."
"No, you goddam shameless whore! No! She calls the cops and they put him in jail where he gets sodomized repeatedly."
"But..."
"If someone 'steals' your sex tape, you sue the living hell out of him and never sign the release for it (which any of those sex tapes need to be broadcast). If you fuck a married golfer and people ask you about it, you don't sell them the voice mails he sent you. If you fuck a hipster, camera-hocking douchenozzle, keep your fucking mouth shut and hope you aren't infected."
"But.."
"If I fuck a hooker, and I mean a real prostitute, I know that if people find out about it, people are going to label me as a loser and think I'm disgusting and pathetic. I sure as shit wouldn't broadcast the fact that I did because I wouldn't want it impacting the rest of my life. If I put it in the papers, I know I'm relegating myself to paying for sex for the rest of my life probably. Or sleeping with crazy women who somehow get off on my name being known (which apparently works for some). No way."
"That's not how it is! Kim got married!"
"Yeah, and that guy should be ashamed. Any men who are seen with any of you should be ashamed."
"You're an asshole."
"Yup, but I'm not a shameless whore."
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