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.
Test, test, test! Yes, I’m feeling very testy today. I’m currently trying to set up an application on my phone so that I can still blog on the go, without my laptop (RIP lappy). So, please ignore any unusually strange posts. You know… More strange than usual. 🙂
You may have noticed the new addition in the right hand column. My twittery thing. I now twitter/twit/twat/tweet or whatever you want to call it. I’m going to try to stop posting teeny little one line blogs and start tweeting those instead.
If I happen to get to the point where I am doing what some folks do on Facebook and announcing every blink or breath in/out or (God forbid) bowel movement, then will somebody please shoot me in the face?