“It just looks like you’re a hoe.”
I stared at him with soft eyes. Boyfriend number 3 and his friend had decided today for lunch I needed an intervention. I had been posting videos of me pole dancing and well, they both didn’t seem to like it.
His friend interjected, “Yeah, I mean, obviously you’re not a hoe. You’re better than that, but yeah, I just see ass.”
I’ve been living in Miami for 2.5 years.
I am officially numb to ass.
Ironically, because the ass is so filled with filler here, the ass has also become numb to us. What a world. The whole thing depends on ass and both of us have become numb to each other?
No wonder no one can feel anything.
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“Well, I appreciate your opinion.” I didn’t have anything else to say.
I could tell they were disappointed by the lack of emotion in my voice. They wanted to Joe Budden my Melyssa Ford. Hungry for a bite of 2025 podcast gender war tension, and I wasn’t giving it to them.
Yumm.
It wasn’t that I was against going there, I just didn’t care if they saw me as a hoe. In some ways it was kind of the point.
I pole dance because I love the sensation of freedom and power in my body. Those are the literal reasons. But the symbolic reasons are to mock both men and capitalism for being such weak opponents to the power of female sexuality.
How at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter how crisp the suit, how esteemed the LinkedIn bio, 9/10 it’s usually big booty Dominican women motivating the driving force behind pretty much everything in this economy.
The sick anthropologist in me takes pleasure in that.
He continued.
“Yeah, I mean it’s honestly sad. It’s just looks like you threw your life away.”
Now there’s a concept.
When he said it I pictured an alternative IG universe where I had on a blazer and descriptions of houses I was showing for sale.
I also pictured him—the man with 2 boats, a Lamborghini, a cyber truck and a Maybach—scroll right past me.
Had I thrown… my life…. away? Is that how it works? You circle a pole and the rest of your life circles down the drain with it? Were all my respectable accomplishments that fragile, they could just pop like a bubble into nothing?
Maybe they can. These accomplishments. What are they good for anyway?— His phone started ringing and broke my thoughts.
“Yeah, I’m with her now.” He said looking at me.
“Yo, I was just telling her that she needs to figure out what she’s doing with her life. Is she trying to be a stripper? I just need to know because …I’m in love with her.”
My eyes widened.
Of course, I thought. This entire afternoon spent berating my image was really this emotionally unavailable 49-year-old’s way of saying…he likes me.
This was a perfect example of what I had been trying to say all along. Well…through my silence.
How one second we’re whores, the next second they’re in love with us.
He hung up the phone and immediately started scrolling Instagram.
As I watched him drift off, I thought this poor guy has no idea how much thought I’ve put into what people were going to think of my
*clutches pearls*
pole dancing.
He had no idea how I’d thought it through.
How I knew people were going to look down on me.
How I wanted them to.
He kept scrolling.
Maybe I did throw my life away, I thought. But what’s so wrong with that?
What was my other life getting me?
What is life getting any of us?
He and everyone else just want me to defend myself! I thought.
To shout and scream that “I’m not a stripper!” “I’m not a hoe!”
But those are all just fancy ways of saying “I’m better!” which I refuse to say.
I'm not subscribing to the idea that hoes, strippers, and pole dancers are the bottom of society or people we should be ashamed to associate with.
I just told you, they can’t be. They literally run this whole thing.
Plus, what if I’m throwing my life away because that’s what I want you to see? I thought.
The trash.
“All I’m saying Alex, is if you want people to take you seriously, you can’t do the pole dance thing.”
Silicon Valley billionaire, Peter Thiel just did an interview for The New York Times where he couldn’t say “Yes” when asked if the human race should prevail. Trump grabs girls by the pussy and Kanye parades his naked wifey every where. Yet, I need to be worried about taken seriously?
I looked at this sweet, lost man and tried my best to get through.
“Well baby, I don’t do it to be taken seriously. I do it because it makes me feel free.”
“You do look free.” he said, still in mid-scroll. Without looking up, he continued.
“You might look hoey, but you’re right. You do look free.”
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I read this several times days ago and it’s still sitting with me. I knew you were doing something, but I just didn’t know what. I knew it was brilliant but my conditioned biases were tickling my nerves. I’m actively relearning so much, so I’m so glad I stuck with you to hear this. This is activating me in just the way I needed. Thank you.
i'm always here for your anthropological studies. they are so good!