In Spotsylvania, Virginia — that’s right, I said “Spotsylvania;” it seems fantastic, doesn’t it? — the way you arrest a hooker is to do her. Spotsylvania’s tax dollars are hard at work buying “undercover sex” for its “unmarried police officers” (the married ones, apparently, are nominally constrained by social contract to buy sex only from their wives) in an effort to convict nefarious massage parlor sex workers for the crime of being cunts.
There are feminists for whom the enormity of society’s misogyny is just too horrific to grasp; these are the feminists who have accepted patriarchy’s explanation that women have an innate will (and therefore a right) to sell sex, and so have necessarily deluded themselves that prostitution, as an expression of women’s sexual freedom, is among the highest pinnacles of human achievement.
Prostitution is in fact institutionalized rape.
Sure, sure, some women — about three of them, I think — live the happy-go-lucky whore’s life because they just love fucking fat old assholes and giving their money to some lowlife pimp. But mostly prostitutes are women who are cornered by the opprobrious social dictates and economics of patriarchy. Abused, exploited, forced, addicted, and enslaved, these women are sacrificed to the system by a tacit understanding that fucking is what women are for. They are the representative cunts of all women.
The ironies, hypocrisies, and purely sadistic impulses manifested by Spotsylvania’s marauding troupe of whoring bachelor cops are copious, but a particularly ripe one currently effervescing in my bright young mind is that The State dispatching these uniformed peckerwoods to fuck hookers for the purpose of arresting them for fucking is the same State that has shrewdly engineered the very conditions under which prostitution thrives. I allude to the conditions of systemic devaluation, economic hardship, marginalization, and commodification of women. Nobody seriously considers that there will ever be an end to prostitution. This is because being sexy for men, making cunts available to men, living entirely in terms of men, is the ultimate purpose of all women, and everybody knows it.
The State, I don’t mind telling you, loves prostitution. It loves prostitution as much as it loves fetuses. Whores and fetuses are in fact two sides of the same women-as-meat coin. As long as women are either cunts or incubators, and men can stomp around fucking them and then punish them for it, patriarchy’s beneficiaries can breathe a contented sigh, relax on the couch, and continue looking at internet porn as though no patriarchy-blamers ever existed.
[thanks for the link, Helen]