Loading ...THE ECONOMICS OF AMATURE PROSTITUTION
JC Again
I hardly know what to say about this recently-posted instructional TikTok, about the economics of amateur prostitution. There are so many layers to it. We could talk about the implications of wide scale erosion of heterosexual norms, the sexualization of young Americans, or the train wreck that is fourth-wave feminism.
But watch for yourself
https://twitter.com/JoshLekach/status/1682875088788672512?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email
To me, her most significant line was, “Then I cried, which was free.”
? For contrast, for another point of view, listen to this next young lady’s heartfelt complaints. She is not wrong.
https://twitter.com/lporiginalg/status/1682944226307489793?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email
This will probably trigger some folks, but the answer to her implicit question is: Church. Church is where she can find a nicer young man who isn’t infested by porn and non-commitment. She, like the entrepreneurial young lady, are both experiencing spiritual crises. Sadly, I don’t think anyone is explaining that to either one.
These young people need better answers. Go out there and tell them, because nobody else will.
Girl one seemingly gets all her validity from the number of dollars rolling in based on her ability to sell herself to horny males with surplus cash and time to waste on a spoiled demanding selfish woman. What a sad pathetic case she makes for being a woman. I mean its all about her own self devaluation. What does she think happens when she hits 40 or 50 and has no marketable skills that anyone wants? There is no lineup for worn out online prostitutes that I know about.
This is another case of how feminism has destroyed women. They claim they are emancipating them but instead these ladies are totally objectified and become part of the enslaved class selling out to the lowest common denominator. Women all have a price on them now that is far less than what they possessed when they were valued wives and mothers. Now they are just sex tools. How sad.