Interesting point Andres, maybe the frustration is the cause of so much obesity.
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Interesting point Andres, maybe the frustration is the cause of so much obesity.
[QUOTE=Andres]I didn't see it that way. May be true, though. However, I wonder which groups benefit from it and what degree of coordination are necessary to make such plan work out decade after decade.
I will add some aspect to your explanation. During my first years in North America, one of the things that I clearly perceived is that consumption may be related to sexual repression: The more sexually insatisfied an individual is, the more prone he / she is into compulsive shopping. Keeping people insatisfied, in some way, helps to keep many business going on. But I disgress.
Happy new year.
Andres[/QUOTE]The beneficiaries are the economic upper classes of America who control its government and coordination happens through control of the banking industry by making capital available for the purchase of strategic enterprises only to confirming entities. Take Conrad Black for instance or Rupert Murdoch or Ted Turner who have been handed vast media empires.
Old Conrad seems to have slipped out of control a bit and now he's getting the hammer.
Most school textbooks are published by corporations controlled by the Rockefeller foundation which also supplies grants and subsidies to Universities thoughout North America.
I think even sexually satisfied individuals in America have big appetites in every other department as well to balance the frustrating disfunctionalities of American chaos.
Goblin
[QUOTE=Goblin]The beneficiaries are the economic upper classes of America who control its government and coordination happens through control of the banking industry by making capital available for the purchase of strategic enterprises only to confirming entities. Take Conrad Black for instance or Rupert Murdoch or Ted Turner who have been handed vast media empires.
Old Conrad seems to have slipped out of control a bit and now he's getting the hammer.
Most school textbooks are published by corporations controlled by the Rockefeller foundation which also supplies grants and subsidies to Universities thoughout North America.
I think even sexually satisfied individuals in America have big appetites in every other department as well to balance the frustrating disfunctionalities of American chaos.
Goblin[/QUOTE]Goblin,
Aren't you due for some dental work? It seems you're not responding properly to the radio waves being sent out. Time for some fillings, to get those frequencies right.
[QUOTE=Hunt99]Goblin, aren't you due for some dental work? It seems you're not responding properly to the radio waves being sent out. Time for some fillings, to get those frequencies right.[/QUOTE]I should point out that not everyone actually wants to be an antenna.
You are right about one thing though dental amalgam while more intrusive would attract less attention and be more fahionable than the method you have chosen to achieve this goal.
If it is any consolation - it does not look that bad on you.
Goblin
[QUOTE=David_33]Interesting point Andres, maybe the frustration is the cause of so much obesity.[/QUOTE]I wouldn't overrule that. I heard about bulimia / anorexia (are these also the names in English) which are eating disorders related to psychological problems, and sexually unsatisfied people are clearly prone to be frustrated.
Andres
I'm off to Buenos Aires this weekend to meet up with a chica, so I'll have a report on this topic by this time next week.
My story: I'm Argentinean, live abroad, and travelled back to BA half a dozen times last year. I had been wanting to meet this particular chica for a while. She turned out to be really easy to talk to (I'm fluent in Spanish, but a dismal small-talker) I visited her again the day before leaving, told her I'd be back a couple of months later, bode her farewell, and then figured I could still squeeze one last visit in the last morning. She was ostensibly delighted I'd come back and told me she had spent the previous afternoon wishing she had given me her e-mail address so we could stay in touch. I gladly obliged. Her address was her real full name and surname (I have since confirmed this, more below) She said she was corresponding with three or four regulars, including one who lived out in the provinces. Cool, I thought, I'm in this chica's VIP circle.
She was a dreadful pen-pal; one e-mail a week if I was lucky, just plain e-foreplay (four or five te quiero muchos, as many te reextraños and so on in various tones of red and pink, very little actual news) Anyway (sorry, I don't mean to upset anyone here) I cracked her e-mail account password (it was my first guess, based on our conversations) and it all turned out to be true. This bloke from the provinces wrote every so often to announce his nearing arrival, to thank her for her superlative services, and to wish her a merry xmas. She started sending similar e-foreplay mail to another monger but he didn't seem to bite. Her jilted boyfriend (whom she had told me about, too) wrote once or twice trying to make amends. Whether she has five similar accounts, I don't know. All I know is that everything she had told me about pretty much tallied with what I found in her inbox (except that she was bragging about three or four regulars when she really only had one prior to yours truly) Yes, that was sick, I know. But throw the first stone if you've never wanted to.
Anyway, she finally gave me her cellphone number, but was still pretty hard to get hold of (lives out in the sticks so I can't call her at home, can't usually have a decent conversation when she's on the bus going to work, time-zone issues, etc.
I paid her a surprise visit (gift and sizeable propina) in December. Things moved up a notch there, and into much of what Jackson so pointedly described. She started writing a little more regularly. She actually asked me to phone her. It was all very cool. Every time I checked something, it turned out to be true (one day she wrote telling me her cellphone had been stolen, I rang CTI with some story, and lo and behold the guy at CTI told me that the number was 'suspendido por causa de pérdida', and registered under exactly the same name as her e-mail address) She wrote telling me she was off on holidays, and then wrote again to tell me what a good time she had had. I sent her flowers on Feb. 14, she wrote back telling me all the other chicas in the privado had greened with envy, I phoned to ask how things had gone on her kid's first day back to school, etc. I actually get some stuff such as 'thanks for being there', you're a great friend', etc. With the usual e-foreplay. I have also been very straight with her regarding my marital status and utter lack of plans to change it.
So, I leave this week to find out more. Hopefully for a 48-hour rompathon, but also bracing for a few alternative scenarios, namely:
1) she goes into neurotic portena mode and doesn't turn up or gets a mid-shag phone call from her mother telling her that her kid has fever, has to interruptus the coitus and flee,
2) we have a great time, she slips in her [type problem here] and associated need for money,
3) we have a great time, I come out of the shower in my y-fronts and find her mob ready to rend my nuts from my body if I don't unsheathe my credit card and go around town emptying my bank account.
Plan b for scenario 1 is Brisas, my old haunt. I could live with scenario 2 (I won't throw stones from this side of the income gap but thanks for the heads-up, Jackson) I couldn't live with scenario 3, but don't think it's her type; she gave me her real name (her cell phone was in that name and I assume you need ID to get one) and she seems to have at least one monger coming back for more. Sure, she could have set up the whole password-cracking thing and made up all the characters in her inbox, but they all seem awfully real (not least because the guys can spell and she can't) and the other bits of information I have checked has proven true.
Anyway, as I said, I'll let you know about the experience next week.
No offense to your post Elcaco, but does anybody really give a shit whether chicas are real or not? They are both real and unreal. That's why we like 'em so fucking much! That is the dog's phenomonological take on this bogus thread.
I just noticed this thread and find it very interesteing. There is some discusion earlier on about the difference between gringas and portenas, even the working ones. I do find that the ladies in BA are more approachable (I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, a real shithole for meeting women, the true nexus for bitchdom) and many of the working girls I've met really were more pleasant and easy to get along with. I tend to try to meet people when I'm out and about, and have chatted up clerks in stores, restaurants, stopped and talked to females sitting out at cafes, and have not been stared down like I would be here where I live. I'm not a young buck, I'm late 40's and look it.
Even some of the working girls I've met have been a joy to be around. If I find someone that seems to enjoy her time with me, we usually end up going out for dinner, drinks, etc. Before our night ends at my place, like a real date but with a garanteed fun ending. They tend to treat me like someone they appreciate, hold hands, lots of smiles, kisses, etc. I speak some spanish, enough to spend time with them and being able to talk so things are not awkward, and they tend to tell me a lot about themselves. Treat them special, it goes a long way.
I've really noticed this quality in latinas in general. I've spent a fair amount of time in Costa Rica and visited several other places like Cartagena, and the one thing consistent is that the latinas are sweeter, very feminine, sexy and fun to be around. They still like being female and being treated like a lady. They appreciate courtesy and are gracious. They have negatives, too, like the jealousy thing, but hey, I like all the other stuff so that's ok with me.
[QUOTE=Doggboy]That is the dog's phenomonological take on this bogus thread.[/QUOTE]Dog, a proper phenomenologist would, a) know how to spell the word phenomenological and, b) never call anything bogus (phenomena, they will contend, are not bogus or otherwise; they are what they are in the beholder's eye) Anyway, I agree girls are both real and unreal, aren't we all. Take care and enjoy paradise.
[QUOTE=ElCaco]Dog, a proper phenomenologist would, a) know how to spell the word phenomenological and, be) never call anything bogus (phenomena, they will contend, are not bogus or otherwise; they are what they are in the beholder's eye) Anyway, I agree girls are both real and unreal, aren't we all. Take care and enjoy paradise.[/QUOTE]I stand corrected as regards spelling and "bogus". Thanks for the intelligent response. I will reread my Merleau-Ponty!
[QUOTE=Mojokpr]I just noticed this thread and find it very interesteing. There is some discusion earlier on about the difference between gringas and portenas, even the working ones. I do find that the ladies in BA are more approachable (I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, a real shithole for meeting women, the true nexus for bitchdom) and many of the working girls I've met really were more pleasant and easy to get along with. I tend to try to meet people when I'm out and about, and have chatted up clerks in stores, restaurants, stopped and talked to females sitting out at cafes, and have not been stared down like I would be here where I live. I'm not a young buck, I'm late 40's and look it.
Even some of the working girls I've met have been a joy to be around. If I find someone that seems to enjoy her time with me, we usually end up going out for dinner, drinks, etc. Before our night ends at my place, like a real date but with a garanteed fun ending. They tend to treat me like someone they appreciate, hold hands, lots of smiles, kisses, etc. I speak some spanish, enough to spend time with them and being able to talk so things are not awkward, and they tend to tell me a lot about themselves. Treat them special, it goes a long way.
I've really noticed this quality in latinas in general. I've spent a fair amount of time in Costa Rica and visited several other places like Cartagena, and the one thing consistent is that the latinas are sweeter, very feminine, sexy and fun to be around. They still like being female and being treated like a lady. They appreciate courtesy and are gracious. They have negatives, too, like the jealousy thing, but hey, I like all the other stuff so that's ok with me.[/QUOTE]My experience has been similar. Its also interesting when they tell you about the jerks they have to deal with. Sometimes when I read this board, I think I can imagine the kind they are talking about. When you find someone you really click with, and you treat her really well, the service gets ALOT better and generally alot cheaper as well.
Jj
Had an experience today and yesterday with a gal who shall remain anonymous. I've known her for a bit over two years. I've probably been with her fifty times. Is she a prostitute? Yes, definitely. Is she real? Yes, definitely. I took her to Uruguay on my visa run. She's never been out of the country before.
Folks, Carmelo, Uruguay is one of the most boring places on the face of the earth. She was just happy to have some kind of different experience. Just going by the amusement park in Tigre from the boat she was all excited. She has never even been to Tigre before. She took about thirty photos of just everyday stuff like nice looking homes and funky old cars, and the town square.
We had to leave early in the morning so she politely asked if she could come and spend the night last night. I offered for her to come over for dinner, too. I fed her a nice home-cooked dinner, we had a few drinks, a long and draining sex session, and then some pillow talk.
In the morning she made coffee. When we came back she blew me again even though we were tired, and it took a LONG time and she just kept at it. Then she needed to leave (had been with me well over 24 hours) but first she cleaned up most of the mess from the prior night's dinner. So, I rewarded her with a nice steak with sauteed mushrooms in a sherry tarragon butter.
Seen her documento several times, did not lie about her age, where she was from, nothing. She's fun to sit around and play cards with or just cuddle, or chat, or listen to music with. She never takes anything from the refrigerator without asking. She always takes her cups and dishes to the sink and rinses them. She pours my beer for me. She remembers that I take my coffee black and that I like a lot of ice in my drinks.
She does whatever I want in bed (there is one particular thing she won't do but fortunately I don't like it either) She comes easily from a variety of stimuli. She takes the train and the colectivo and would no sooner waste money on a remis to her provincia than she would fly to the moon. She's just grateful that I accompany her to the train station and wait with her. She wipes off the counters. She hangs up her towel. She replaces the toilet paper roll when it is low. She does like to smoke cigarettes sometimes but she doesn't do it around me, even in a situation like this where we were together for 26 hours or so.
I told her, "Now you are an international traveler" and she was just beaming with the thought of that. Never mind we were out of the country for like three fucking hours. She never says, "Oh Toro buy me this, buy me that." Please and thank you are in her vocabulary.
All this with a seventh grade education, "product of a broken home" to put it mildly, and years of putting up with fucking a variety of guys, some of whom are total slobs. What a sweet gal. Whatever money I give her, usually around 130 p, she never looks at it, never complains, and has on a few occasions left without taking money because she started her period or had to leave suddenly for family reasons (even after we had sex)
Yes, I treat her well. Yes, I'm a good client. Yes, anyone who was looking for a real girlfriend could do a hell of a lot worse (she also mends and irons) Yes, she's real. If she is not "real" I don't know what real is. She is selling her body because she wants her son to have better opportunities than she had.
I'm sure we are real friends and not just clients, and I know three or four gals like this. It does require some type of investment of time and energy just to get to know them, and you have to speak Spanish AND have some cultural understanding to work with.
Thanks Toro. This was a very thoughtful post. I too never bought into the mentality of thinking of and treating these girls like comodities. More often than not it pays off, and it pays off a heck of a lot more than any "real", "normal" relationship.
You guys seemed to be a little pussy whipped, remember one thing.
They are still hookers, and once a hooker always a hooker.
If she was a nice family girl she would have a diffrent state of mind.
DO NOT, DO NOT TRUST ANY OF THEM, NO EXCEPTION.
The reason is very simple they are looking for the BBD.
BIGGER, BETTER DEAL!
Dickhead,
Great post. I totally agree with you. You seem like an an ok guy. I forgive you. Lets meet on my next trip to Aaires.
Un fuerte abrazo from armbia