Two women talk about the same thing. I'm no vegetarian but i get the point.
Some choice cuts
Twisty:
Francione is an animal exploitation abolitionist who has published extensively on the subject. His position is that funfeminists (he calls them “postmodern feminists” but you know what we both mean: pole dancing empowerfulizes women, “sex work” is groovy because women freely choose it, femininity is a gas, etc) have much in common with PETA-esque animal welfarists
Both the postmodern feminist position and the new welfarist position are steeped in the ideology of the status quo. They both reinforce the default position of animals as property and women as things whose personhood is reduced to whatever body part(s) and body images we fetishize. They both just put little smiley faces on what is in essence a very reactionary message
Janice Turner in The Times: We have no problem taking a moral view on battery hens, what about battery sex farms?
Yes, Whorehouses UK Ltd is doing a cracking trade. Punters have doubled in a decade: now one in ten British men has visited a prostitute. And really why not, when even glossier men's magazines give the message that vice is nice, advise how stag weekenders can buy firm young booty in Tallinn or Budapest, when lap-dancing clubs are mainstream fun - from “private dance” to upstairs shag being a blurry line - when omnipresent internet porn feeds a sense of male entitlement to every unfettered whim.
Now the sex trade has rebranded itself a wing of the leisure industry, moral disapproval has evaporated and men can concentrate on getting value for money
The happy-hooker brigade extol the shop windows of Amsterdam, the legalised brothels of Nevada as gleaming examples of where sex for money, if transacted honestly and hygienically, can be an equable exchange. Yet neither hold up to close inspection: the Dutch are currently rethinking their red light districts since they are magnets for organised crime, drug dealers and traffickers. And legalised brothels, according to a recent two-year study, keep women in social isolation, often in cruel and inescapable conditions: “pussy penitentiaries” one Nevada inmate called them.
But men who use prostitutes need the happy hooker. Those with a semblance of a conscience seek reassurance that buying their jollies is hurting no one. The happy hooker, like the happy chicken, can be consumed without guilt.
Why are we hand-wringing moral relativists about women but not chickens? Why, at the very least, are punters not branded the most unethical consumers of all?
Its funny because she talks rather cynically about men in her article and as if to prove her point they all show up like idiots in the comments. You gotta laugh. I really wish my comment had been a little bit meatier though. Sorry about that Janice. You and Texan Twisty here deserve gold stars.
(And p.s. Hunched over your computer, looking for a massage parlour in Peckham?? I can see you. You appear in my typepad stats googling 'massage parlours + Peckham', see the 'dirty' in the blog title and rock up for a look. It was my post about the splendours of the Old Kent Road, and you fit right in, saddos so assuming you can read, enjoy. I'm sure i mentioned something about bucket loads of battery chicken friendly KFC in that too)
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