I understand certainly that we all individually determine how we will live. I have made my choice. My children, friends, and relatives are making theirs.
But I am always learning something new and sometimes it is not a topic I want to know about. Like everyone else, I am being exposed to culture, or lack thereof.
So, until this past Sunday, I had never heard of a person being able to work for a promoter to hang out in NYC VIP clubs in so that men will pay $350 simply to enter these clubs. They do this because they hope to get a chance to “hook-up” with “beautiful” women. The females who work for promoters get money, free drinks, free food and to enjoy the night. The promoters get paid per female they bring into the club.
It breaks my heart that a young lady would willingly work in this NYC nightlife. So often we hear of people forcefully pimping other people into services like sex slaves, prostitutes or escort, but to know that a person has a choice, and chooses to live this way of life is beyond my comprehension. Yet, it is a lifestyle choice some people willingly make.
We don’t want anything pleasurable to be withheld, so we jump down into the pits, celebrating that we are among the few who are brave enough to live life to its fullest, not realizing we have sunken into miry decadence. And awakening from the parties, booze and hook-ups we wonder –why is life so empty? Why can’t we stay full? Our own voice echoes off the walls of the world we have chosen, not fathoming that we are imprisoned in a place we cannot easily escape.
In this fast-moving world we agree to participate because nothing else can make us feel, left numb by a life we once tried to live but found too painful. No more being ripped apart in the heart, we delight to do the ripping, living out our wildest dreams among the world’s biggest players. We are kings and queens being moved about as pawns –willingly—all for the owner’s greed. In the end we make him rich in the commodity of human souls.