My attention was drawn to a blog. The blog is written by Rebecca Mott who claims to be a “prostitution survivor”. I feel that I should be allowed to say “claims to be”, because she will tell you that I claim to be a happy hooker. I have as many doubts about her authenticity as she has about mine. She has written a piece which the comments proclaim to be ‘brave’. I just found insulting, so I called her on it.
I replied in the same style as the original post and luckily I took a screen capture, so I can show you exactly what I said.
I was then called deluded, told that I am suffering false consciousness, that my consent to sex is not valid and accused of being a pimp.
I was told that I must be profiting from the suffering of ‘prostituted women’. I cannot possibly be who I claim to be, apparently.
And so it went (rather quickly) from the above to this:
“A well organised approach to spread propaganda of the sex trade”
It now says on there that anyone who disagreed must either be a man, or a woman who is trying to “silence exited women”.
I beg your pardon? Who tried to silence whom? I was just trying to point out that no, your experience is not the definitive one. Yours is not the only voice that needs to be heard.
Apparently it’s ok to silence me. I am deluded. I am worth no more than my hands and holes.
Yes really. I have no room to talk, because anyone who knows me will tell you that I amuse myself on a daily basis by making up new words for things and bastardising the words we have been very kindly provided with already, but squonuts? I mean, it’s not as if all other doughnuts are the same shape. We don’t feel the need to call them roundnuts or longnuts, so why bother?
Yes, my blog has moved and my site has been updated accordingly. People who follow via the RSS feed or visit the blog via my site will barely notice, but I will need to get everyone who links to my blog to change the link… Oh joy!