Wednesday, January 21, 2015

The Price of Modern Erotica

     It occured to me tonight as my wife and I sat in the strip club after dinner that with times that are a-changing, and the world we all know as new and fresh, old stand-bys are now different altogether. With the open sourcing of porn all over the internet; what is the allure of the modern strip club? You can talk to attractive girls; certainly. You cn't get a crotch grinding from a video or webcam. However, porn allows much more erotic and demonsrative displays of sexuality, and it allows the populace at large to "take things in hand", if you will. I certainly enjoy the atmosphere of the strip club - better to pay for dances than buy random girls drinks all night in hopes of a lapse in judgement or a boob grope. However, the sexuality just isn't there for me. Perhaps I am in the minority, but a strip club excites me with it's choatic allure and the times where these girls can get down to bare tacks and tell me the real story of their lives. Just as in any other situation; it is the people and their stories that excite me; I can't speak for any others. You can see boobs on the net; you can see girls dancing naked on the net; yet  there are those that will pay goo money for dry humping, fake interactions and the occasional dinner that leads nowhere. IS it the hope that some guys have to be among "the chosen ones" and actually get a stripper to get busy outside the club? Is it a more exaggerated chase in line with the drinks = bad judgement? I am certain that I am unique - there are others like myself who go to the strip club as an oasis of dizzying lights and tall tales. However, the looks on many a man's face in a club speaks of a longing; a yearning for something he can never have. Some faces have a darker tone - throwing money at women give them power in objectifying and making the girls chase their $20. The strip club of yesteryear was once the holy bastion of nude female elegance. Today's strip club seems to have more emphasis on "club" and less on the "strip" aspect. Whatever the case, I will enjoy going and bobbing my head and saying "hi" to the girls and just being in the moment. Desperation just isn't my thing....

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