Internet pornographer Jason Gunstra’s desk accessories. Video capture from Yahoo!News “People of the Web: Hooter Heaven.”
Hurricane Erin is watering my lawn for me today, freeing me up to read wonderful things on the internet. Like the heartwarming story about another guy who pimps women on his “social website.” A true choice and master spirit of the age, this specimen pays women in boob jobs to supply his pervy subscribers with DIY porn.
Here’s how it works (there is no way I can describe this without an excess of quotation marks): Women who want “free” boob jobs sign up at myfreeimplants.com to “interact” with horndog “benefactors.” They do online chat and post hottt pixxx of themselves. The “benefactors” then “donate” loot to their favorite “real girl.” They can also “help the ladies” by selecting other services, such as purchasing their underwear and requesting “custom” photos and videos. The women continue this “participation” until they have racked up the 5 or 6 large necessary for their surgeries. One woman, who freely admits that “a lot of [the "benefactors"] are creeps,” estimates she has to spend 100 hours online for every $1000 in “donations.” Which, as the article points out, isn’t much more than minimum wage. But it’s “worth it,” because she’s always wanted “big ones.”
Why is this an example of women’s oppression rather than of sassy, boob-lovin’ ladies who know exactly what they’re getting into making an informed, empowerful choice?
The pimpy little predator who runs the site gets 25¢ for every dollar that goes to the women, which he can spend however he likes. He thinks of himself as a philanthropist. The woman, on the other hand, gets pornulated on the internet and invasive surgery to improve her conformity to male sexual ideals (i.e, to improve her “self-esteem”); paternalistically, the “donations” go directly to her surgeon. She thinks of herself as sex.
Prostitution, as Kate Millett said, is the very core of the female’s condition, and all women are political prisoners.