This is a long haul, get the shoes on.
If you do start, I ask kindly, continue through to the end. Some may bristle at a certain point, but it is not as it may appear..have faith, finish it.
‘Countries such as Japan, Indonesia, the Philippines and Thailand, where the sex industry flourishes (even when technically illegal) have exceptionally low rates for rape and sexual assault.
‘Within Europe, Spain, where prostitution is legal, also has exceptionally low rates of rape.’
The report was slammed by the End Violence Against Women campaign, which claimed the findings were ‘wrong-headed’ and selective in its evidence.
Both can be found within the following article
There is another very good reason to legalize prostitution.
So much so, if I were in front of any member of this so called End Violence against Women, I’d have very hot and very confrontational questions for her.
First, I’d like to ask if they consider emotional abuse still an issue they find important to crusade against.
Besides broken necks , fractured skulls or any number of whatever gross atrocities they feel our brothers are committing against us “poor women”, is it any abuse or just merely some abuses that offend the mighty Justice Warriors?
Modern women are finding the task of online dating further complicated by men on the scene afflicted with certain “diseases”. Conditions specifically outfitted with an inability to process empathetic feelings for others.
Conditions which have been recently lumped together into a “convenient” catch all acronym of A.S.D eg; Asperger’s and ADHD.
They concern the section of the brain where empathy and interest for other human beings emotional needs is stored . In ASD individuals it’s common to find it mostly all but existent.
I, as a woman, was diagnosed late in life with both conditions.
I mention this to dull the edges of any tempers about to flare by my seemingly generalized and “unfair” statement.
It’s reality. Not only am I able to admit my own (formerly baffling) disregard of individuals on the whole , I can attest to having been (formerly inexplicably) drawn to similarly affected partners.
No Aspie is the same as another. No more than, let’s say, any lesbian or elderly woman is an expected copy of another.
I have a good amount of empathy. Whether it’s through “acting” or because I had enough of a unique life experience to allow me this gift, it doesn’t matter.
I can be subject to a great deal of empathy for others. Especially when it has to do with those being mistreated by entire establishments and the cowards unwilling to stop them.
Much like what has happened to untold thousands of bitter and depressed wives who were forced to live with deceptive homosexual husbands,
I wouldn’t doubt for a minute the same is happening within the ASD “romance” scene-The tragedy of laws which force folks into deceiving victims for self satisfaction.
(here is probably where I’d get really angry and really close to the face of the campaigner.)
The ‘word’ is that only 20% of us get through successfully in a marriage.
Without spontaneous celebrations of birthdays (or any holidays for that matter)
… hours of being left alone for his Almighty computer’s company…
…with nearly every word, childhood story, request or demand being ignored or forgotten-worse still, smirked at or eye rolled over…
..being embarrassed by odd public behavior, being insulted or left alone in moments of great pain and whatever long list of “not-giving-a-damn-if-you-kill-yourself” cold and disinterested actions follow… there’s nothing to be shocked about on the stats, really.
I would demand to know if those incessant and love murdering behaviors were incidents that the Loudmouths of Justice considered abusive.
If I were to merely see her teeth moving towards her tongue in order to form the letter “N” for “no”…I would inform her that she was a flaming idiot. And a liar.
ASD men are being FORCED to deceive and lie themselves into a world they can barely choke down on a regular basis.
Not all of them are having major problems, of course.
But they are out there. The men with their thoroughly practiced “pick up” lines and mannerisms. If not for puzzling behaviors, refusal to share photos or strangely rude comments, there are other clues most can not pick up on.
There are mechanical or very sophomoric sentences that could make one wonder if she’s being pranked. The words sounding like pick up lines from decades ago. Lines old enough to be recognized by at least two generations of adult aged women. The type most neurotypicals laugh out loud about when they hear about them.
“Neurotypocals” laugh at quite a lot that I never found and will never find funny.
I thought laughing at and judging human beings emotions and the ways they maneuver their ways through life was only done by the truly mentally deficient. I thought respect for all men’s and women’s actions were in sacred order. But that’s another story, isn’t it?
Legalize prostitution. Flipping simple.
Not doing so makes as much sense as forcing dance class participants to pair up with those born without legs for upcoming dance contests.
Sure, some may seem to be able to execute a few moves while standing on prosthetic limbs.
But what of the time when the jitterbug contest comes around? Hm?
On one hand, the dancers are furious and disappointed that they’d been duped out of a chance at finding long sought after happiness. On the other hand, angry and humiliated partners are awkwardly struggling to fulfill promises they never made in the first place.
Wouldn’t it make better sense to let the able bodied secure partners better suited for securing the trophy they want?
Why not let those with artificial limbs dance at their own pace and capabilities in an environment where they can avoid the extreme torture of being repeatedley rejected in places they don’t care for nor feel comfortable in?
Stop making men feel as if they have to woo and commit to some potential female loser (or worse) for the rest of his god forsaken life merely for one night of good conversation and sexual intercourse. Stop making him feel he has to lie because when he does tell the truth, there’s STILL hell to be paid.
If you can’t bring your “holier- than -us” humps to do so, then at least have the common decency of keeping your condemnations and screeching judgement to a lower and humane level. Stop voicing opinions that slash into people’s very sense of worth, stop making people feel so damned bad for what is THEIR nature, not yours…THEIRS. Stop being such militant, socio-political monsters. Please.
If you were feeling real gracious-like, you could even have a bit of mercy for the broken hearted thousands who wish they were dead, stuck in a loveless marriage.
You could show a little mercy to the poor son of a B who was born with a physical deformity so unappealing, that even you would blink fast if asked to merely kiss him-
You Hypocrite, You.
photo credit silver-john