The "whore-madonna complex" concept is very reducing and fundamentally anti-male. Reality has a funny spin unknown to feminists : REAL MEN actually have some type of respect and even sympathy for prostitutes. There's a meta expression of this in the uber patriarchal book - the bible - , with Rahab the prostitute helping the chosen people and being a direct female ancestor to Jesus, not more than awaited messiah and living god ! 
I noticed that feminists and women in general dont know shit about real, deep male psyche or simply about the content of what they criticize. They take so much shortcuts it's ridiculous.
Of course, this wont really apply to deluxe escorts or some shit, i'm talking about the timeless prostitute that must bear her cross just as you do as an unwanted, genetically inferior and unfortunate low class man.
Nothing is more evil than the haughty daughter of Zion as they speak of in the book of Isaiah, and she's far from a prostitute but a model girl loved by her parents and everyone around her, adorned with jewels and holding her head high, living the good life.
In my own life, all of this plays out almost prophetically : whores will actually be kind and smile to me as they see me geared up in my wagie attire, obviously not ready to be milked of my cash.
Meanwhile the wordly, sophisticated, poised and solvent woman will radiate the utmost contempt. Not in some run down slum at midnight mind you - i'd understand if she was suspicious or scared - but at the heart of the day, in her little bourgeois bubble.
It's not an exact science of course but there really is a pattern. Yesterday a prostitute smiled at me again, with that genuine smile where intention and shyness meet. Major W
I noticed that feminists and women in general dont know shit about real, deep male psyche or simply about the content of what they criticize. They take so much shortcuts it's ridiculous.Of course, this wont really apply to deluxe escorts or some shit, i'm talking about the timeless prostitute that must bear her cross just as you do as an unwanted, genetically inferior and unfortunate low class man.
Nothing is more evil than the haughty daughter of Zion as they speak of in the book of Isaiah, and she's far from a prostitute but a model girl loved by her parents and everyone around her, adorned with jewels and holding her head high, living the good life.
In my own life, all of this plays out almost prophetically : whores will actually be kind and smile to me as they see me geared up in my wagie attire, obviously not ready to be milked of my cash.
Meanwhile the wordly, sophisticated, poised and solvent woman will radiate the utmost contempt. Not in some run down slum at midnight mind you - i'd understand if she was suspicious or scared - but at the heart of the day, in her little bourgeois bubble.
It's not an exact science of course but there really is a pattern. Yesterday a prostitute smiled at me again, with that genuine smile where intention and shyness meet. Major W
