After reading Shawn's last entry, the first thing I thought was, "Well if he's a whore, than I must be his pimp".
But after thinking about it some more, I realized that this isn't true. Yes, we have a traditional marriage in that he is the main breadwinner, and I manage the household and children. And we like it this way, although I would never refer to myself as a “stay at home Mom”.
Shawn defined a whore as a person who: “Is just selling the one thing (they) do best at a premium price.” However, I don’t think that sex is necessarily what every whore does best. Many whores have knowledge, talents and skills that have nothing to do with fucking. And drawing washing machines and toasters is definitely not what Shawn does best. In fact, I’ve seen his toasters. They aren’t all that.
The truth is that whores sell what people are willing to pay for. Most people are willing to pay for a CBT, not a piece of art. Which tells you something about the society we live in. I think "American Values" are the real pimps here.
Shawn’s peers at work are, for the most part, “normal” people, not artists. For them, the creation of a CBT is of great importance. Not because they dig the creative process, but because they are afraid of losing their livelihood. They hold on to their jobs for dear life because they live a life of debt for their Ford Explorers. So they make their deadlines by working 70 hours a week, and devoting everything to the product and the company. All the while they act like they are doing it because they are hard workers, and proud of it. But the truth is, they are afraid.
Shawn is just picking up on the group mentality and being sucked into it, no pun intended. He’s also looking for validation, which he is not getting at work, because they aren’t the kind of people who can give him the kind of validation he needs. He doesn’t respect his coworkers. He doesn’t care about the stupid CBT. The same holds true for whores and their Johns. When the only validation you get is from a guy saying “Wow you give great head” or “that’s an amazing toaster”, you start to believe that this is all you are good for.
Keep fighting it, baby. It’s not your reality. It’s theirs. All of this will pass, and soon.