“Conquest and Sex.”
There are certain topics that occasionally resurface. One of these, I would dare to say with some regularity, concerns the superficiality and lack of information from those who comment on or judge people who make use of the services of sex workers and those involved in the sex industry as a whole. Whether it’s for a segment on Le Iene, a YouTube video, or a news report on the TV, there comes a time when everyone gets interested in the topic for a few days—some out of pure curiosity, others to delve deeper into the matter and then ‘jump down the rabbit hole,’ as I did about twenty years ago, and still others in search of unproductive discussions and to vent their frustrations. You’ve probably noticed that comments are disabled on articles on Travelsformen.com, and while this may be counterproductive for the website’s visibility, it was a well-considered decision. It happens all too often that when I write something about this world, which is unknown to most, or simply share my personal adventures as a frequent customer, in various social media or forums not dedicated to the topic, someone quickly steps in with comments like: “You Punters are all losers!” – “But isn’t it better if you look for a girlfriend?” – “If you don’t pay, you have no other way to get laid!” and so on.
Now, having said that everyone is free to do whatever they want with their lives according to their own preferences, I ask myself: ‘What the hell do these people want from my life?‘ Do you, random anonymous commenter and self-proclaimed critic, know me? Have we ever spoken? Have you ever seen me? (Maybe I even slept with your wife and you don’t know it. But that’s another story…) I truly don’t understand on what basis some people give themselves the luxury of judging an individual just because he regularly frequents various brothels and uses the services offered by professionals and occasional workers.
It’s like me standing outside a church saying to people coming out, “God doesn’t exist, what are you going to church for?” – “Are you taking your children to church to the priest? Good, good choice…” – “We know you go to church just to make your wife happy so maybe then she’ll give it to you before you go to bed!” etc. etc. . – . I don’t know if the example gives the idea but I think it is pretty clear the concept.
Then I think about it calmly and always come to the same conclusion: ‘There are too many people who don’t get laid enough,’ or to put it in less crude terms, some people spend too much time on the ‘mating rituals’ and don’t always succeed as they’d like, or take too long to get results, which clearly doesn’t do much for their mood. Others, on the other hand, prefer sex for the fun part, the pleasurable side, without wasting time, without unnecessary theatrics—just practicality and enjoyment. And it’s pretty obvious that these ‘sexless individuals’ are extremely envious. There’s no logical explanation for all this hostility towards those who pay for sex, even though, in truth, some ‘just want to watch the world burn’ (quote). And then it’s easy to say: ‘Oh, but anyone can sleep with prostitutes.’ Oh, really? Then why don’t you go yourselves, you sexless people, instead of bothering those who are just trying to enjoy the good things in life?
The point is, without a doubt, it’s easy to have sex with prostitutes—just a bit of money and some free time is enough. What’s a bit less simple, however, is admitting to being a proud and respectable ‘punter.’ This is because going out to have fun with prostitutes is seen by the typical ‘latRin lover’ as a dishonor to the image of the Macho-man. Nothing could be further from the truth, I say.
The seasoned punter, in most cases (excluding certain desperate individuals and the usual share of oddballs), is often a man who understands how the game works and couldn’t care less about the judgments of others because, unlike the puffed-up roosters and the typical Italian ‘latRin lovers,’ he knows he doesn’t have to prove anything to anyone and is fully aware of his actions, which stem from his own free will and not from the fear of others’ judgment. Personally, I like to call them ‘The Enlightened Ones of the Pussy‘ (in a somewhat playful sense, but it’s a spot-on definition, and there’s no doubt about it).
I would now like to delve deeper into the basic analysis of these two schools of thought, so different yet separated by a very thin boundary, one that can be crossed without even realizing it, suddenly finding yourself among those who are labeled as ‘those poor losers,’ that is, the punters—so, us, meaning you and the Editor, myself included.
We know that the criticism of punters often comes from women who, either out of resentment towards those who don’t sleep with them or simply because they feel inferior to other women who, on the contrary, have sex every day and earn good money for doing it, never miss a chance to call a man a loser, without considering that maybe that man could be their husband/father/son who writes on Facebook or other social media with a fake account… But they are like that, they are optimists. All men are punters except their boys/partners/husbands. And yet I know for sure that brothels of all kinds are full of married and engaged men… There’s something wrong with that, isn’t there?
Well, this was to introduce the topic and make the necessary clarifications about the ladies. Now let’s focus on the males, who, in regards to this subject, can be divided into two categories: the Lovers of Conquest and the Lovers of Sex, based on the priority given to the two activities, although obviously one doesn’t exclude the other. As for me, I undoubtedly belong to the second category, but to get here, I spent many years gaining experience in the first. What does that mean? It simply means that at first, I derived a certain satisfaction from conquering a woman, and often compromised with myself to get her into bed, and I was proud of it, I was ecstatic. Now, however, I prefer to skip the Conquest phase and the theatrics, getting straight to the point. By the way, the opportunity to hook up when you still like twenty-year-olds but are no longer in your twenties or thirties doesn’t happen that often anymore, honestly, almost never. Generally, you need to invest at least some time to get a result, maybe a bit of money if you need to win over the girl and support some romantic (often clandestine because maybe she has a boyfriend or husband) outings before the glorious sex. And since I’m not looking for a girlfriend, but rather a temporary playmate, honestly, I don’t have the patience for these struggles anymore, I’m frankly fed up with them. Yet, I must admit that when I was practically ‘married,’ I had my fair share of satisfactions, but especially after, up until my forties or so, when I had more sinners and opportunities than I could handle (I’m just a simple editor, not a ‘latRin lover’…). But don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying this to boost my ego, that’s been satisfied for at least the next twenty years, but it’s important to make it clear to understand the situation of someone who wouldn’t have any problem finding a ‘steady companion’ but instead prefers to be a full-time punter and sees the ‘Conquistadors’ as beings in evolution who, if they’re lucky, will eventually realize how easy it is to enjoy sex and the company of a woman without any further complications.
This, of course, only applies to those who have never had trouble finding female company, not to those for whom prostitutes are the only alternative to a life of celibacy. Those belong to a separate category that includes a thousand other unenviable ones.
As for the aforementioned Conquistadors, the situation is this: They need to prove they know how to conquer a woman. They will never admit it, and maybe they don’t even realize it, but they live in a constant state of chronic insecurity in which they must, at all costs, prove (or, in some cases, delude themselves) that they can be Unique and Special for someone. And let’s be clear, it’s not such a wrong concept—everyone likes to be appreciated and to enjoy the attention of others. But the problem is that I know far too many men who are liked by women for their money or other material privileges, people who, if they didn’t have their fat wallets, wouldn’t even be considered by a Chinese water heater, let alone Eastern European models… And I’m not just referring to those who find their girlfriend in nightclubs, because in these cases it’s clear that the ladies are almost exclusively interested in the wealthy client’s money, who then becomes a Sponsor, as they say in the language of the borderline punter. The truth is, there are many men out there who are essentially unattractive or very uncharismatic, accompanied by beautiful women or young girls who are with them in the hope of finding financial stability, maybe managing to put a leash on them and popping out one or two kids (which equates to an easy income guarantee for at least twenty years, if not for life, forget about love…). But perhaps the saddest part is that many of these men are the ones who call the punter a loser, maybe even the one who will eventually sleep with their wife at the first opportunity… (And it hasn’t just happened to me to help young wives sexually dissatisfied by ‘latRin lovers,’ am I right?).
Then there’s the other side of the same coin, that of the ‘latRin lovers’ who are fit and always looking sharp, with not a hair out of place, but as ignorant as goats, puffing out their chests and acting like ‘bad boys’ with girls of their own kind, or pretending to be worldly men even though they haven’t left their small town and aren’t yet 30 years old. These guys usually go looking for a steady girlfriend because, while it’s true that initially they may seem attractive to women, it’s also true that after a while they show their limits, and the girls eventually get tired of having a ‘human dildo with the intellect of a dull doll’ to play with (except, of course, for their own kind). But these guys, deep down, are looking for LOOOVE and keep searching for it. It’s not an accusation against the category; in the end, maybe they sleep with more women than others while they’re young and their looks still hold up, but we need to mention them for the sake of completeness.
On the other hand, another category of commentators against punters is that of the ‘IOnlySeePussyOnYouPorn’ club, meaning those who, in an attempt to win over a woman, pretend to be ‘upright men’ who even renounce their own kind, describing them with unflattering terms in an effort to establish any kind of contact with the opposite sex. They often end up being punters themselves, but they do so purely out of necessity and therefore deny that part of their existence.
…And maybe all this talk is pointless, like most things that are said throughout any given day, but I hope it serves as food for thought for those interested in the topic (and if you’re here, I assume you are, since this is certainly not the MasterChef website, and I am definitely not the famous Italian Chef Cannavacciulo^^).
Bye-bye “Conquistadores”.
…See you in the arenas!
