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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Bubble Hotties: Future Johns of America

filed under: Web Sex Index, Bubble Hotties by Lux Nightmare

There’s a certain type of john that tends to confuse people: the attractive, successful, charismatic young man who somehow ends up patronizing prostitutes; the kind of man who shouldn’t need to pay for sex, yet somehow ends up doing just that.

What many people don’t understand is that the purchase of sex isn’t always about being unable to get laid any other way. What many people don’t understand is that there are men who are perfectly capable of getting sex who still choose to see prostitutes: sometimes because paying a woman for sex feels more honest than picking one up in a bar for a one night stand, sometimes because they want the kind of instant gratification that’s not readily available when you’re not paying for it, sometimes because they want a certain type of woman in their life but can’t put in the time and effort to keep her around.

There’s a certain type of bubble hottie – the type I invariably attract – who is on track to become this kind of john. These are the late bloomers, the boys (and sometimes girls, but usually boys) who didn’t come into their own until long after high school, who discovered sex right around the same time that the market discovered them.

These are the boys who find sex – something long unattainable – suddenly easy and available, who overdose on junk food sex and feel a pang for something more substantial. These are the boys who go out in search of a significant relationship, only to find that their busy schedules – a product of the career that’s made them a hot commodity – prevent them from really engaging with another person, prevent them from investing in the infrastructure required to support something more intimate than simple casual sex.

Men (some men) solicit sex workers because it’s easier; because, in a way, it’s guilt free: a prostitute is there to realize a fantasy, to provide the kind of intensity that’s usually only available after a high level of investment has been made in a relationship – and because a sex worker leaves with cash in hand, there is no need to worry that she’s being cheated, taken advantage of, deprived of some kind of affection that she desperately craves. For those too busy to develop a relationship, yet too uncomfortable to make a life of casual sex, a sex worker provides a kind of middle ground.

I don’t take issue with sex work – on the contrary, I feel that it’s good that prostitutes are there to fill in these gaps, to provide this service for people who do more harm than good when foraging around in the dating pool. But what I wonder about – what maybe makes me a little sad – is the environment that creates these kinds of men.

We watch our bubble hotties with awe, applauding as their careers take off, as their stock prices skyrocket; but we so rarely ask about their emotional wellness, their ability to engage in healthy relationships. We assume that a healthy career means a healthy person, overlooking the fact that an intense focus on succeeding in business can sometimes lead to stunted emotional growth; to an inability to connect, to relate, in an intimate way.

We pressure our bubble hotties to succeed, to become rock stars, and we end up with an army of boys dressed up like men. Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Future Johns of America.

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