Atheist Republican

With the election edging closer, I figured I might as well discuss a topic I normally keep mum about.

Politics!

I'm not particularly interested in politics-and no, I don't plan on voting. I've received plenty of criticism from aquantainces on my decision to abstain from voting. Mostly I'm not voting just to piss these people off. Who knows, I may even secretly vote. The point is, if it's my right to vote, it's also my right not to.

In reality most of the people critical of me not voting should be glad I'm not voting-I would definitely vote Republican, whereas most of my friends (and people my age) are Democrats. I'm so sick of these college-aged progressive democrats with their 'vote for change-vote Obama' bumper stickers, and their 'green' clothes made of naturally grown sticks and fairly traded dirt. Fuck off.

I do have some more legitimate reasons for being a Republican (honestly I'm probably a Libertarian, but let's be real here).

-I do not think people who make a certain yearly income higher than that of 95% of the population should be forced to 'donate' a higher percentage of their income to to government to be redistributed to fucking welfare scum who don't even pay taxes. Does the middle class not realize that more than 50% of all money in circulation is put there by the top 5% of wealth holders? People who have more money spend more money. They also spend money on luxury items that are more likely to help our economy instead of cheap clothes from China or piss covered fruit from Colombia-which is what welfare recipients spend their money on (In case you didn't know). Here are some things welfare recipients don't spend their money on.
-condoms (this is critical to maintaing their lifestyle)
-classy lawn decor (worn out appliances look just as nice!)
-lap dances (cheap fuckers)
-food (they have stamps for that shit)
-belts
-clothes that fit
-televisions, ipods, various other electronic devices (they'd rather just mug/rob you. This provides them with said goods and entertainment)
-movie tickets (see above)

Wealthy people spend money on all of the above-and then some.


-I don't think health care should be made public. It's a known fact that institutions run by the government suck. The government sucks. I do not want important things-such as my life-in the hands of the incapable government. You can't afford healthcare? Too bad. I can, and I want to choose what privatized physician I attend. Just look at public schools. Awful. I mean I went to public school and look how I turned out. You want your kids to be strippers, send them to public school.

-When it comes to things such as abortion and gay marriage, well I don't really agree with the Republican outlook on these issues-but I also realize that they don't really affect me. I don't plan on marrying a woman, and I know how to properly use a condom. Sucks for you if you don't.

I suppose the main reason I'm a Republican is that I don't trust the government. That's right-I think the government as a whole is incompetent. The less control they have-the better my life is.

Now if the separation of church and state could just be adhered to...

Sanctimonious twat.

My best friend informed me tonight that her boyfriend doesn't like me. He doesn't like any of her friends. Mostly because he's a possessive, sanctimonious little twat. I can understand why he's possessive, without his girlfriend he would never get any pussy. He better hold on to that. It's her fault too. She always runs back to him. She has no shame when it comes to getting him back; she'll cry and beg at his feet, literally beg him to give her another chance. He's a smart, driven kid-and he'll go places for sure. He's a bit passive aggressive. He isn't the alpha male type but the second she does something he doesn't approve of he'll whine and guilt trip her to death. I can see him becoming physically abusive in the future, but I'm done trying to convince her that she can do better.

Why do I even give a shit? Maybe I'm afraid he'll slowly convince her that I'm a bad influence. Maybe I am. So fucking what? She's a grown woman who can make her own decisions. He thinks me being a stripper is a bad influence, but he doesn't realize that his girlfriend's a whore. Not in the literal sense-but she sleeps around. A lot. That's certainly not my fault-I could go the rest of my life without ever having sex again.

Fuck everyone.

WTF

What a shitty week.

Predators

I feel like my personality has changed since I started working as a stripper.

It's not any better, or worse, just different. I try so hard to compartmentalize my feelings. Keeping my stripper self separate from my everyday self is easier in theory than in practice. I have to be a drastically different person at work, and that identity is starting to seep into my 'real' life.

I feel more predatory. More experienced. Older. I feel like any innocence I still had has been devoured by my work. By those hungry-eyed men who try to grope and lick me behind the curtains. By the strung out girls who offer me ever-lasting white powdery energy. By the messy dressing room stocked with body spray and makeup to keep us looking and smelling like every man's fantasy. Vacuous over-sexualized dolls, wobbling around in our 6-inch heels, our taught bodies barely covered by over-priced attention grabbing outfits.

I'm a predator, all the girls are. The customers are predators. The bouncers, managers, DJs and housemoms are predators. All of us engaged in a dance. All trying to out-smart and out-scheme one another. All plastered with fake smiles and fake pleasantries.

People my own age seem younger, unrelatable.

I don't know what to do with my life. College seems distant, I can't even imagine having a real job.

I feel trapped.

Blow

Coke heads are the best customers ever. It's pretty easy to spot them, especially after talking to them. I can't even really explain the behaviors that give them away, but you just know.

Anyways, they are very easy to coherce into VIP, especially because it gives them a chance to snort their shit in private.

They'll almost always offer you some, but it's easy enough to turn down. If they're really insistent, you can just exhale instead of inhale and they never notice.

Once they're sufficiently high they usually just talk talk talk. And play with hair. Hair must feel really cool when under the influence of coke, because they all just want to play with your hair.

I wish all my customers were so easy.

Friends

Friends are just commodities. This isn't a bad thing, I really enjoy hanging out with my friends. Fuck, I usually keep friends for ages. But I also realize that friends are just people. People whose lives change, people who will eventually go their separate ways. This is just life. Friends are great when you have them, but when they (or you) move on, that's ok too. I try not to take friendships too seriously; hang out, have fun, but remember, the only person you can ever truly rely on is yourself.

slump

I've been in a slump lately... Maybe I'm burnt out. I get to work and I just want to hide in the dressing room. The thought of interacting with those men makes me sick to my stomach. I don't hate them, I just don't want to deal with them. I've barely covered my expenses this month, and that's what worries me about this job. What happens when I just decide I can't do it any more. I have nothing to fall back on. That instantaneous cash flow just stops. It's such a trap.