Anger of a Whore

I live with fury.

A fury that is so quiet it can scare me.

A fury that could burn down the cornfield.

My fury is my own, my fury is connected to all my exited friends, my fury is made from  the centuries of destruction of all my prostituted Sisters.

What I find hard to understand or even sympathise with is how many so-called feminists look at the conditions of the prostituted with detachment and/or pity.

Those reactions do little or nothing to end our suffering, instead it just play into the hands of sex trade profiteers and punters.

There is too much shutting down or hiding away when exited women speak to those conditions.

There is vague recognition that prostitution is bad for all women, sadly diverting the conversation to all women but the prostituted.

This is a constant refrain when thinking that rape only happens to women outside the sex trade.

It becomes the “real problem” only when punters rape non-prostituted women.

This silences exited women who want or need to say their truth – that to be prostituted is to be raped so often and by so many men, that it no longer rape but torture.

It is a silencing of the basic truth that to buy another human for sexual greed is rape.

There is no consent for the prostituted – unless you think money or gifts can replace consent.

A punter knows it is rape, but he chooses not to care.

Instead he reframe the public image of his violence and hate. His reframing becomes the language that is normalised the consuming of the prostituted.

Let’s reflect on punter’s justifications and sense of denial.

This is something that exited women know deeply, it is under their skins, in every piece of trauma that travels with them.

Please read and listen to all my exited Sisters, whatever our backgrounds, however we enter the sex trade – we are all branded with the lies punters drummed into us.

We see the punters for what they are,and they hate us for that, and want to not just silenced us but wiped us from the face of this world.

Most punters want to paint themselves as victims, as misunderstood.

Some punters seek the role of the conqueror, the man who will rape and pillage because he considered himself to untouchable.

Many punters disappear into being ordinary and act as good men to all outside the sex trade.

I will speak to the many types of punters I have in me, and speak to their lies and self-justifying.

In other words, I speak to that fury that slowly burns out all the poison they place in me and my prostituted Sisters.

There are the punters who tell themselves that the prostituted enjoy violent sex.

That it is the nature of the prostituted to endure sadism that “real” women would label as rape or torture.

A common belief with these punters is the prostituted do not feel pain, can never be humiliated – no, in their minds, he is being forced by the prostitute to do shameful violent acts that he could never do to women he loves or consider to be part of his status.

So as the punter rapes, mentally abuses, tortures the prostituted; he makes himself the victim, for he reframed his violence as the prostitute controlling him.

There are the punter who see buying the prostituted as some kind of art or great cultural statement.

These punters often collects the prostituted from many forms of prostitution, from many countries – they make it a hobby to consume the prostituted.

These men pretend to themselves that they are sexual outlaws, that they are anarchists – when in reality, they are highly conservative like the majority of men who make the choice to be sexually violent.

The punters who think they are artists have many illusions or reinventions of what it is to be prostituted.

It is these punters that invented the concept that the prostituted are goddesses, and live in some abstract detached higher plain.

The whore-goddess was invented to stop made him having any guilt or shame, or to know that he is a criminal.

To be a goddess is to be sub-human – it is have no access to pain, no access to grief, no friends or family that care for you, no home to call your own.

To be a goddess-whore is to only live to serve the punter’s every desire however sadistic or life-threatening

In other words this is no spiritual belief, just another form of slavery.

But the punters who decide it a form of art to consume the prostituted, see no oppression only place the whore on a pedestal.

He places his fantasy into poetry, into paintings, into films, in novels, in reportage – always hiding his violence behind his money and roses.

There are the punters who enter and hide inside a group of men on the prowl.

This is usually stag does or other forms of sexual tourism.

These punters pretend they were forced by other men to do what they know was bad.

They are liars – for there is always time and space for any man to choose not to buy the prostituted.

I do not care how drunk he is, how much peer pressure is placed on him, or whether he thinks it be ok coz it is not in the place he lives in.

All men can make the choose never to be a punter.

It is not hard to say no – so speak the truth, the reason you choose to be a punter is coz  you refuse to care or see the prostituted as fully human.

There is nothing I and my exited Sisters hate more than the constant whining and self-pity of punters.

Grow up and be a man, and just take full responsibility for your criminal act of consuming the prostituted.

I can go forever about who punters are, but I stop here.

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