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Mr Biglesworth · 01-21-2007, 02:56 AM

was my friend's birthday and he brought us to the strip club. i honestly feel really conflicted about going, and the whole experience. It's very very very full of social justice/discourse/feminist thoughts, and an exhibit of sexuality, power, manhood, and money. sometimes i feel ashamed that i'm participating in this display of women degrading themselves this way, participating in a very old chauvanistic tradition based on a (I think it's called phallocentrism) social fact of male economic power. but then i realize this is a form of puritanism, by seeing it as women degrading themselves, being turned into objects for the male gaze, being hit on and having their ass slapped, whoring out their breasts for $10. Rather, these are women that are very shrewdly playing a system slanted against them, always maintaining control on stage and among the crowd. But the brute reality of it is also somewhat shocking. Justin's sister paid for him to have a table dance when we got there, so this girl came over and sits at our table... she's young, our age, fairly cute... someone that if you knew personally you'd say 'oh don't you love her, she's so cute'. but the conversation you have with her falls along certain lines... she maintains the role of the sex object... it was risky for a moment, it almost seemed like we were chatting with a normal girl, which would have made the reality of it too uncomfortably real. She stood up and took her clothes off, and started dancing around. The script of the experience covers the strange fact of the situation - we don't know her, she doesn't know us, but she approaches a bunch of strangers (which can be a very awkward experience) and makes a few rounds of interactions, then takes her clothes off right in front of us and starts moving around (also a potentially awkward experience)... bending over, shaking her ass in our faces as we sit stoically with our beers staring at her. And as I sat there next to justin, with her ass in my face, the reality of it was too much... this was a girl, probably a student, getting naked in front of me. For all intents and purposes i was cheating on my girlfriend, in a sense. and yet this is something which is (fairly) easy for me to do... to walk in here and have this experience.
just some drunken thoughts.

01-21-2007, 02:56 AM	#620
Mr Biglesworth Member Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: I live in London Posts: 862	was my friend's birthday and he brought us to the strip club. i honestly feel really conflicted about going, and the whole experience. It's very very very full of social justice/discourse/feminist thoughts, and an exhibit of sexuality, power, manhood, and money. sometimes i feel ashamed that i'm participating in this display of women degrading themselves this way, participating in a very old chauvanistic tradition based on a (I think it's called phallocentrism) social fact of male economic power. but then i realize this is a form of puritanism, by seeing it as women degrading themselves, being turned into objects for the male gaze, being hit on and having their ass slapped, whoring out their breasts for $10. Rather, these are women that are very shrewdly playing a system slanted against them, always maintaining control on stage and among the crowd. But the brute reality of it is also somewhat shocking. Justin's sister paid for him to have a table dance when we got there, so this girl came over and sits at our table... she's young, our age, fairly cute... someone that if you knew personally you'd say 'oh don't you love her, she's so cute'. but the conversation you have with her falls along certain lines... she maintains the role of the sex object... it was risky for a moment, it almost seemed like we were chatting with a normal girl, which would have made the reality of it too uncomfortably real. She stood up and took her clothes off, and started dancing around. The script of the experience covers the strange fact of the situation - we don't know her, she doesn't know us, but she approaches a bunch of strangers (which can be a very awkward experience) and makes a few rounds of interactions, then takes her clothes off right in front of us and starts moving around (also a potentially awkward experience)... bending over, shaking her ass in our faces as we sit stoically with our beers staring at her. And as I sat there next to justin, with her ass in my face, the reality of it was too much... this was a girl, probably a student, getting naked in front of me. For all intents and purposes i was cheating on my girlfriend, in a sense. and yet this is something which is (fairly) easy for me to do... to walk in here and have this experience. just some drunken thoughts. Last edited by Mr Biglesworth : 01-21-2007 at 02:58 AM.