MySpace is Full of Sluts and Whores
Does everyone know of this thing called MySpace? Apparently it’s a website for young girls to practice their whoring skills from the comfort of their own home. This service is provided for free.
Jesus Christ, it sickens me.
It sickens me beyond the garish colors and wildly blinking tags of text. Nay, that’s merely a sickness of stomach. MySpace, however, sickens me straight to the core of my morality.
This is my point today: when left to their own devices, men construct things out of other things. We build friendships out of people; we make wheels from slabs of rock; we make one long straw out of several other straws. Women, on the other hand, get their whore on.
Go browse through the MySpace listings for a while. Especially if you have a daughter. Then you’ll definitely want to go punch a few little bastards’ names into their search engine-ing box.
I culled a few of the profile headlines in a span of about three minutes to demonstrate my point (maximizing for whore factor), but I’m opting not to print them here as the content made even me sick. And the girls look to be under 18.
Despicable.
There’s a classic story about a man who turns himself invisible somehow. He was a scientist. I don’t remember who wrote it because that’s not what’s important about books. What’s important is the message. Learning and memorizing the names of authors and syllabi and whatnots is the stuff for feminist studies classes.
The Invisible Man (as I will call him) embarked on a series of nefarious acts with his new-found invisibility. Things like stealing money and killing people. It’s an exciting tale about the heart of man and the effect of “invisibility” on the psyche.
And that’s exactly my fucking point.
When invisible — when completely anonymous, men seek personal gain. Unsurprisingly, that avarice happens to be the very fucking engine of the free market economy. Perhaps you’ve heard of the free market economy. It did build the whole of Earth and everything awesome upon it. Take an introductory economics class if you don’t agree with me, but first go and fuck yourself.
Men also seek to gratify their deepest inner desires. How is that bad?
It’s isn’t because it’s something men do. Take any charity for example. It’s just something some man gave of himself because he wanted to do it — he wanted to feel good about it. That’s completely selfish. It was a desire of his that he fulfilled. Filling desires, even when invisible, is not a bad thing.
Women, however, when lounging behind their little veil of privacy called the internet, just try to look as easy as possible. And by easy, I mean easy to fuck.
It’s as simple as this: men are built for progress in their cores; women are built for sex. If you have a problem with that, take it to MySpace.
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So I have something funny to post here, how I got this info is illegal, but as a man I kow how to get things. So this is your typical whore e-mail that someone sent my SO.
FINALLY, I met some capitol hill boys at the cocktail hour, where I was alrady drunk from having all that downtime in between meetings (yes drunk during meetings!). I was on my 4th drink when cocktail hour started at 6pm, and these young kids were grabbing a drink and asking for some fancy drink. I go up to them and exclaim, “come on guys, let’s keep it simple! beer, vodka with sprite, simple!” and then I immediately ask, “do you guys work on the Hill - u look like you do!” and they so did! they all look alike, and it’s so funny how you can tell which guys work on the hill and which dont’. so i started talking to one of them more, and we were flirting. He was cute, or so I thought in my drunken state. I think I’m starting to have this thing for red heads/strawberry blondish heads as this kid had red hair with freckles. I did not really like his accent, as he was from North Carolina (and they have the worst accents!). But we flirted, i roamed, then before me and brendan left, I went over to say goodbye and asked him for his number. ;) ha! GET THIS - his name is Lawrence Duke!! Are you kidding me? haha! such an aristrocratic name! Anyway, he is a legislative correspondent for a Senator from NC, which means he writes the letters to the constituents. which means, i make a LOT MORE than he does. and he is also about 22-23 years old, as he just recently graduated from college not that long ago! haha! after i said goobye and he gave me his card, brendan (my coworker) and i were leaving and lawrence ran after me and stopped me and asked me where we were going after this (as i told him we were going out) - i gave him my number and the info in case they wanted to make their way to VA though he lived in DC.. my coworker was like, dude, I think he was really into you as he followed you out to ask you that! he didn’t end up coming out, but i had told him that we should hang out on friday, so i’m debating whether I should email him or call him and meet up with him. i mean, a) he’s a repubilican north carolina little kid who has red hair and freckles (haha), and b) he’s 22 or 23! too young!!! and who knows if I want to hook up with him…which I’m sure I do if i’m drunk, as I have not hooked up with anyone since December. anyway, just thought i should tell you about the funny incident. :) ha
A follow up e-mail:
You have to love how you can be creepy these days with the whole online profile things on friendster, facebook, and myspace. I searched for the kid i met yesterday on facebook, as he is young and most likely to be on there and I found him. haha - he went to wake forest. here are his 2 pics - i’m so creepy! (which is fine because so is everyone else!). hee hee.
i’m looking only for random play and he’s cute so we’ll see what happens.
Guys this is a tip of the iceberg, and then this slut wonders why she’s still single and can’t find any “real men”
As if real men want someone who doesn’t respect herself and gets her poon pounded by random hookups all the time.
This reminds me of the chlamydia post, except with this bithc you’d be flipping a two headed coin.
My SO tried setting this slut up with one of my friends, he asked me what I thought of her, I told him, well if you want an easy lay and an STD, go for it right in front of my SO. The funny thing is that my lady didn’t challenge my statement, I trained her well. Good thing this whore lives 2000 miles away.