a world-wide recognized/accepted activity,
And, there's the rub.
Selling your body so men can watch you take a beating on the football field... okay.
Selling your body to be viewed as a drape for clothing... okay.
Selling your body so men can watch you have sex... not okay.
That's a very interesting assertion. I had a manufacturing engineering prof in college--a real old-timer story-teller with many great stories to tell. He told us the following story I'll try not to fuck up. The language is obviously mine, and the details are as accurate as merited:"I was back in my home town for the first time in years, and I met a hottie at a bar I hadn't seen since high school. This was the gal who turned everyone's head back then, and she still turned my head. She came up to me, sitting at the bar stool, and asked me if I might have $20 [it was 25 years ago, and probably referred to at least 20 years before that], and we might have a little 'fun' together.
"I was a little shocked that this gal I'd known to be very intelligent had resorted to this sort of activity, and I told her, 'no,' I didn't quite have the cash to spare tonight, but I'd really like to buy her a drink or a cup of coffee, and chat, if she had the time. She more or less 'took the night off,' and we chatted for hours about the way things were, the way things are, and what we were both up to today.
"I got to telling her I was working for a large industrial firm in California, designing a manufacturing process for the production of cutting edge technology, and, thus was making ends meet rather well for a man of my age. I explained that working for such a company paid off well, but I couldn't tell her too many details, because the information was proprietary and owned by the company. In fact, while I worked for the company they also owned any ideas I might come up with, though I believed I was well-compensated for that.
"She was quite taken aback when I told her this, and replied 'You would
sell your mind to a company?'
"So that's the rub, folks. Here, this gal who had decided to sell her time, and access to her body, for a living, was
horrified that I would allow a company to own my mind. Before that time, I hadn't given it much thought, but she'd hit the nail on the head. Folks,
think twice before you sell your mind to a
anyone.
"To this day [reaches for wallet and pulls out a $20], I never go anywhere without this in my wallet."