Prostitution disturbs me greatly, and the reason it does so has nothing to do with moralistic judgement. I have no time for morality, and what other people choose to do with their bodies is their affair as long as it doesn’t involve me. Neither has it anything to do with Jesus, God’s will, or anything else connected with religion. None of those things mean anything at all to me. I’m even of the view that society should be enlightened and sensible enough to make it fully legal. The reason it disturbs me is this.
Intimacy means to me what you would expect it to mean to any Romantic idealist (and please, do note the capital R.) There is something essentially sacred about it, and I don’t mean ‘sacred’ as it is usually understood in a religious sense. That’s too narrow and man-made. It’s bigger than that; it has something to do with the value inherent in the life experience, something to do with the mystical significance contained within the union of masculine and feminine, something that resides on a much higher level than the merely physical. So when a prostitute places a monetary value on intimacy, she turns it into a bland commodity; she debases it to a level which I find intolerable and abdicates her essential role. To me, that is. Only to me.
Already I can feel my mind wandering into all the areas that are relevant to this issue. Why, for example, do I refer only to female prostitution? As I said, I don’t want to go there yet. So I’m going to shut up now and have some lunch.
I do have to finish, though, by emphasising that this is not a statement of objective opinion. This is just about explaining who I am and how I feel about things. Nothing more.
2 comments:
Jeff Beazley
ain't so weasly
in fact he's rather nice.
He makes his posts
and i usually agree
more than once, more than twice, more than thrice.
I know it isn't good, but i hope it makes you smile. :O)
Andrea, dear lady. There was me expecting flaming spears, and instead I get a poem. And you being so busy an' all. Thank you. It did make me smile. Honestly.
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