Commercial sex. The shame! The blogging!

So. Someone who I follow on facebook, linked to this – a post by one Lucy Blake about sex industry forums.

For a while, I was – ahh – active on certain blogs. Now at this point, permit me to say I’m kinda over it. I’m 45 – certifiably middle aged. Retired from the scene. I don’t know Ms Blake, have never met or booked her. But she and I are on opposite sides of a certain divide. A political one, for want of a better word.

From my side of the divide, Lucy Blake’s post in relation to punter blogs is notable in a few respects.

Firstly, the sense of entitlement. How dare these men, the “punters”, have forums! How dare they decide who does and does not post! Why: try being a worker on these forums these days! Perhaps. But try opening a mens-only health club these days, or a mens-only anything at all. Women seem to feel they have an automatic right to colonise male space – the very existence of it seems to affront them. Happily, the web is charmingly politically incorrect in this regard. Zionist or Nazi, Black Panther or KKK, punter or WL: anyone can set up a site and manage it as they see fit.

But what of the content? What dreadful discussions take place, that Ms Lucy is so excised about?

  • if we may or may not charge extras (and no we may not)
  • how much we may charge and if we have the right to charge is debated
  • threads are begun re: under what circumstances we must give refunds to clients just to make sure a bad review is pushed home to us and we feel the necessary pain if a review deemed us unworthy and our attempt to make it up to the client fell short in their opinion.
  • the color of our bagina’s is described in great detail in reviews, but people forget our height, the color of our eyes and our names
  • there are threads on how much do sex workers earn and do we have the right to earn that much considering there is no Uni Degree in hooking. Why pay someone more than $18 an hour if they don’t have a degree logic?

Awww! You’d be forgiven for missing that the WLs actually charge money for sex, that it is – in fact – a business. (Having said that: blackmail is a bad thing, and I agree that threatening a WL with a bad review in an attempt to get free extras is wrong – probably even illegal, strictly speaking. Extortion, you know.). Service providers complaining that their clients discuss money and rate: the hypocrisy leaves me speechless.

Are clients really not to discuss amongst themselves the services they pay for, and the providers that provide them? If a girl decides to charge a reasonable rate, is it wrong for the clients/punters/whatever to decide to go to her, rather than to someone more expensive? I’m sure that might be news to the few girls that do provide a fair service at a fair price, and pride themselves on doing so.

  • there are threads on how to get laid for free on adult dating sites on a site sex workers are paying to advertise on

The faux outrage! So many kinds of wrong, it is hard to keep track. Whinging about men trying to get laid for free on a dating site, and not a wisp of recognition that if a site is a dating site, then using it to hook clients for commercial sex is at least as morally wrong. (See Deuce Bigalow for a very fine explanation).

[ed: I misread this – yeah, that’s kinda in bad taste. Like talking up Holdens on a we love Fords site.]

[ed ed: But then again, if the outrage is “OMG, there people that take my money to advertise are turning around and undermining my business!”, you know what to do: stop giving them your money. Ms Blake’s concern is a little misplaced, anyway: men who are happy to pay for sex do not have the time or inclination to dip their toes into “Plenty of Fat”, or the others. Prostitutes provide something that is difficult to get elsewhere.]

Speaking of which:

I am constantly stunned how men on forums are so outraged that their rights blah blah blah are being impinged upon.

Jesus. There’s none so blind as they who will not see. Ms Blake’s post is one long rant on the moral rights and wrongs of how men conduct themselves by – you know – talking with one another online and how it impinges her rights.

Sigh. What else do we have? More of the same, I’m sure, but I’ll look though it:

our PMs and posts are taken across forums without our permission, twisted and used against us. If we try and defend ourselves or another worker, we have a new areshole kindly kicked open for us.

Shock horror! People quote your words back at you! Is nothing sacred? Although fair enough: PMs are a bit of a gray area. Almost as bad as a girl repeating apres-sex pillow talk to another girl (*cough* Tess Ryan *cough*. Why yes, I am still dirty over it.)

Most forums ONLY have male Mods who are not sex workers and if there are female Mods, they are treated as tokenistic at best.

Basically we are contained, we are denied access to information, sex workers have no space to organize within hidden forums like punters do, and we have no authority or decision making ability.

If you want to rip any community apart, if you want to disempower what do you do?
You form a cool group or ruling class and give them all the perceived and real power. Conditioning from the time we are born tells us we want to be a part of the cool group or ruling class – aka hidden punter only forums

A) Bawww! Mum! The boys won’t let me in the clubhouse! I been silenced! I been contained! I got no authoritah!

A.1) It isn’t my fault I’m petty! I’m not responsible for my own attitudes – I been conditioned! Conditioned like a lab rat – a lab rat I say! – to want to be cool!

A.2) And incidentally, when the men do anything it’s automatically a “ruling class”. Because they are men. (Thanks for the backhanded compliment. Or is it simply that Ms Blake feels that anything women do is automatically shit?)

B) Yeeees – I’m sure it’s only fair that if men get together to discuss WLs, then WLs must be allowed to monitor and censor their conversations. Yes, censor is the correct word to use. Ms Blake wants girls to be mods – not simply to be able to read posts, but able to close and delete them. That’s what being a mod, as opposed to a regular user, is about. Her complaint is precisely that she is “slienced” by not having the power to silence others. There’s a lot of that kind of thinking on the web and elsewhere.

(Oh Encyclopaedia Dramatica! How I miss you! Only you would dare say “Jews” at this juncture, although here in Oz we have other prejudices. How I miss your opinions on Aboriginals, and pretty much everything else.)

Again, the hypocrisy. And the stupid. How stupid? “sex workers have no space to organize within hidden forums like punters do” Well: start your own bloody website, then, Ms Incapable, Ms “I been silenced unless the big, strong men-folk make space for me on their forums, and let me mod their threads”. You need a) a domain name, b) an internet connection, c) a ‘puter, and d) some free software.

Or just compare and discuss clients in the back room. Like you always have done. Are you seriously suggesting that there isn’t an “ugly mug” list? Of course there is! And fair enough! I can’t recall ever a client saying that it was unfair that you have your own space. I cant ever recall a client suggesting that WLs having private conversations meant that they were disempowered, or contained, or denied access to information.

ed: Speaking of which – “sex workers have no space to organize within hidden forums like punters do” is just an outright falsehood. FIA, for one, did have a WL-only forum. It’s that straightforward – they bloody did. There’s yer space to organise: as if you actually needed one on these punter-centric discussion sites. The only difference is that “The Shed” was hidden and invite-only. Why was that? Because if it weren’t, people like Ms Blake would have started up a never-ending whinge and bitchfest about its very existence. As you see here. How did they know that? Well, a lot of the guys were married.

Of course, some of the guys wanted to see what was going on in the girls room, too. They were never taken seriously – guys can respect other people’s space (and you just already know Ms Blake’s response to that, don’t you? “But, but that’s different!” – “But Mrs Mortiboy, you drank and cheated on your husband, too” “But that was different!”)

How hypocritical?

Organise, come together – join NAUWU, join Scarlet Alliance, join Vixen, join SIN, join whoever or whatever your local sex worker org is

God, do I even need to spell it out? WLs have had forums for years and years. Before there was an online world, even, they had their journals. Am I to believe that al these organisations don’t have web forums of their own? Am I to imagine that security on them is not far tighter than the punter’s forums ever were? Some guys exchange experiences on a website and suddenly the world is ending.

Accept punters are NOT your friends they are your client base and it is only going to lead to tears treating them as your friends. It’s unfair on both the sex worker and the punter to maintain the illusion of bestie bestie friends friendship.

True. I like to use the hairdresser analogy. Why do women pay hundreds of bucks for a hair job? It’s not to get differently-shaped hair at the end of it. It’s to be fussed over, to feel good for a little while. They pay for their hairdresser’s time and attention. That’s what a WL sells – she doesn’t “sell her body”. Her time and attention. A counselor or pastor sells the same. Now, you can chat to your hairdresser and be on good terms, but at the end of the day she sees you because you are paying her. Sorry guys. She probably would not be hanging out with you otherwise. And you would not be seeing her except that you can get sex without all those pesky other things that women usually require: you know – a relationship of some description.

As a parting shot:


Christ! Someone posting on a blog is actually infringing your “right to exist”? For fuck’s sake, get over yourself.

And God, you are claiming that your clients – your clients – don’t want you to exist? Go speak to someone who has studied – for instance – law, and learn the difference between an adversarial negotiation and a hostile one. They are not the same thing.

Now as to “dictating the terms of your service”: yes. Absolutely. Not a hint of disagreement from here. This is the essence of consensual commercial sex. But remember: consent in meaningless if it is not mutual. Do a role-reversal on that sentence. That’s all that the punters are tying to achieve.

13 Responses to Commercial sex. The shame! The blogging!

  1. Paul, Paul, Paul….

    Shall I forward the delectable Lucy a copy of your epistle??

  2. Unlike some, I’m not going to argue about high end prices, the aging process, or the golden pussy syndrome…

    I also won’t even try to explain how Lucy’s blog was lamenting the lack of WL unity. If you read it in context, Lucy ackowledges the existence & functionality of online escort forums as a foregone conclusion. The crux of her rant surrounded the way in which women willingly betray each other in the name of competition.

    A futile whinge, I know…

    But every word she says is true, particularly regarding the feminine psyche. It takes a chick to know one, & take it from me when I tell you that Lucy has her finger on the pulse.

    Women really are their own worst enemy. It’s a point I’ve been arguing for years.

    HOWEVER, I disagree regarding client/WL friendship. I surely would have crashed & burned many times, if it weren’t for the wholehearted support of my freakin AWESOME inner circle. Several of whom are clients who have patronized my services for years.

    What I will say is that Lucy Blake is: funny, smart, courageous, weird, bold, sassy, erotic, petulant, pedantic, spoilt and utterly endearing in the way that only true titian lovers can appreciate.

    Lucy Blake is unique.

    Roxanne Wilde
    0405 456 505

    • Paul Murray says:

      I suppose the difference between sex work and more traditionally unionised trades is that a builder cannot erect (hur hur hur!) a building without the help of other tradies. It’s a team effort. A sparkie isn’t in competition with a chippie. Sex workers, however, are pretty much directly in commercial competition. It’s the nature of the work.

      • My best friend is my biggest competitor, yet I manage to treat her with the utmost dignity & respect. If only others from within & around the industry could do the same, it would be a better place.

    • Paul Murray says:

      PS: have you googled “Bad lip reading” yet? You’ll be glad you did.

      “Keep wanting your morning dew/
      you’re my pizza man, my pizza man,
      Keep wanting your morning dew/
      this huge pizza’s made with cheese and brocolli”
      ~ Lady GaGa, badly lip-read.

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  4. Sydney Greenestreet says:

    I remember the antics of Ms Blake from a long time ago. So infuriating was she I posed as a working girl to get into her inner circle. Let’s just say all her rantings pale into insignificance along side her unpublished candid thoughts ‘re men of all descriptions. I was stupid enough to reveal to a few fellow punters her inner thoughts and one thought that if they exposed me they were in for a freebie. Some punters are their own worst enemy’s. I can assure that her service is Medicare with most time spent on safe sex lectures and offers of everything except actual penetration.

    • Paul Murray says:

      “Medicare” being an auto-correct of “mediocre”, I assume.
      This is an old, old post, anyway. Perhaps Ms Blake has found a different line of work, these days.

  5. RW says:

    Sadly, punting forums all went to hell the moment both punter & SW alliances appeared. Expecting professionals & various clientele to openly fraternize was always going to end in bloodshed.

    As it turned out, jelly wrestling at the local didn’t pack half the punch (or provide anywhere near the free entertainment) as SWs duking it out in punter moderated forums. The guys got to cheer on their favorite jelly-slinging bimbos without having to so much as buy a pint, much less fund a booking.

    Rest assured, sexual competitiveness & feminine group bitchiness ensure cover charge would never be required. SWs were (& still are, from all accts) more than happy to behead all unsuspecting newcomers/ potential business contenders for free.

    Ah, the petty, poisonous nest behaviour. An old brothel owner I once knew observed that all SWs were ‘fucked in the head’. I prefer to think he merely simplified a few common traits in SWs I’ve come to recognise (& treat with dread): insecurity, latent jealousy & the constant need for approval & attention from both men in general, & other like minded women.

    We all need to be loved … & SWs need that love like flowers need the sun.

    Women have always been their own worst enemies. Hookers bear that flaw like a groove in the grain – indelible & beyond rational explanation, let alone justification. It’s the elephant in the room that we all recognise, but refuse to acknowledge…

    Deep down, we hate each other.

    We – SWs as a collective body of tradesppl, ha ha – have allowed ourselves to become free entertainment. Ironically, those who egg on the most are also those who couldn’t care less about us as ppl.

    Like The Thing, our greatest enemy lay within. We authorised this freakshow mentality, going so far as to even revel in it. The plight of the fallen (whether by their own sword or another’s) has been a timely warning to me: GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE POOL.

    I don’t trust anyone beyond my own circle, regard any beguiling embrace with suspicion, & have caught myself tittering over the outraged tales of newcomers with amused cynicism.

    I don’t go to funerals anymore. The word SUICIDE is enough to make me exit, stage right. I used to escape in ppl’s problems. Now, the blinds slam down at the first sign of distress.

    Victimology – they who seems the most normal mask the ugliest inside.

    • Paul Murray says:

      > The guys got to cheer on their favorite jelly-slinging bimbos without having to so much as buy a pint, much less fund a booking.

      Ok, I actually LOLed at this. And let’s not forget that it’s not all one-way: I suspect the jelly-slinging bimbos adored being cheered on by the crowd. Never saw it for myself, that I recall – I think I dropped out of The Hobby before these alliances became a thing, or maybe I just missed ’em. This was a 2011 post.

      Despite everything, it’s nice to know that you are still around.

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