(or, A Trying Instance of Big Brother’s Buy-Curiosity) Men Alive! and Passersby – Thanks to those of you who’ve sent messages of concern regarding the absurdly backwards and higgledy piggledy move on the part of the Department of Homeland Security in assisting the New York Police Department in threatening the livelihood and invulnerability of thousands read more..
Men Alive! and Passersby –
Thanks to those of you who’ve sent messages of concern regarding the absurdly backwards and higgledy piggledy move on the part of the Department of Homeland Security in assisting the New York Police Department in threatening the livelihood and invulnerability of thousands of escorts and masseurs world over. Though I’m tempted to rage in response to the raid and shout about the injustice of the shutdown, I think I’ll mostly shut up about the specifics and but poke at the politics in order to get to where I stand in relation to what I do.
Firstly, know that I’m all right. I don’t think individuals are targets in this particular inquisition, and while I’ll unquestionably be set back for a second, I’m confident all will be financially fine in the end. Margin-walking – be it done occupationally or opinion-wise – expressly flies in the face of extremist reactionaryism right before popular opinion drastically expands. I believe the conversation around this national fiasco will find us at the heels of a revolutionary reasoning that’ll ultimately result in the decriminalization of sex work. Centuries of persecution and prosecution are mere moments away from being unceremoniously upended. I plan to remain purposefully (Kelly, Tyler, and) peter-filled until then – and perhaps a bit shaken in having been given a bit of Currie, but assuredly unashamed (in my somewhat self-and-other-deprecatingly involved wordSmithing). (So, yes, all is well.) 😉
Much of what you might be interested in investigating online includes corrective, connective perspectives by The Daily Beast, Gay City News, VICE, and Vox. Also, the steadfastly spot-on Matt Baume has put up a video snippet calling shit out. And this ”1 angry, gay libertarian”’s voice makes me wanna lift my legs to Jesus once again and give up yet another market value holler of a “Hallelujah!”
I published my position on my profession at Psychology Tomorrow Magazine. You might also especially appreciate ”The First Timer,” ”The Married Man,” and last week’s entry, partly – presciently – on police brutality and civil forfeiture.
RentBoy.com and websites like it have permitted me to heal and be whole in pimp-freed self-agency – off the streets in the Internet-era. I directly benefit from this unique window of precipitous information access as it finds us at the fag end of sex work’s criminality. In this singular instant, I get to make a lucrative living while creating a meaningful life as I allow myself to align all of who I am with the fullness of what it is I do – and, from there, simply show up to Adam and you (and you and you) on a wonder-full work-a-day. And I’m in endless awe of the myriad dots that connect to secure my success, and I maintain faith that this infinitude of gratitude rubs off on every one of you (not to mention each man I enjoy “time and companionship” with).
If you’ve ever savored time spent with a sensual service provider, it’s completely appropriate for you to – indeed, welcomed if you do! – reach out to him or her with some sympathetic words. We already live in an oft-lonely world, and it can be doubly troubling when one is isolated on society’s fringe. We “queers” understand this (in fact, overlaying) stationing all too well. Let’s honor those who honorably practice the erotic arts, playing their parts in reining sensual connection into an enlightened epoch of emancipated pleasure.
I’m sorry if this regressive instance has stirred up old shames. If it has, I encourage you to step outside the court of this widespread puritanism; and as you now take support on the world wide web, turn to it within yourself. And if in this rearward instant you fear for your own discretion or protection, trust me – no one is after you. Or me. Breathe easy.
We are coming closer and closer to de-compartmentalizing a tyrannized trade and single-handedly stamping out the double standard of supplier and demander, admitting it in a safe space to more completely serve humanity. If anything, I feel less confined now that my dick isn’t being sized up in boxed-in ad spots on RentBoy only for my data to be seized and carried out in boxes by agents grounded in unsound suspicions (from an agency founded during a climate of disquiet) just for a double-dealing “justice” to be delivered in politically motivated, impersonally moralistic wording that defines my day-to-day by one of sundry strokes.
Rest assured, with or without a networked “brothel,” and regardless of Big Brother’s patriarchal gaze, the buy-curious will try on this abiding brotherhood on for more than mere size. ☺
Again: Thank you.
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