Why don't we ever call men whores? I've known a few who have done everything short of selling their soul.
Years ago, when someone would ask a friend of mine what she did for a living, she would respond, "I'm an art whore." She's probably the most talented artist and creative person I've worked with but I loved it that she put it out there like that.
I've never been a traditional whore but I've been a writing whore. I've written flattering profiles of abysmal people because I was paid to do so. I've written speeches on subjects that I totally disagreed with. I got paid. I've written brochure copy for products that I don't trust. In my corporate days, I often gave little pep talks to the team, all the while knowing some bad stuff was coming.
I am a whore no more.
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Friday, October 3, 2008
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