Still Stumbling
Can we handle the naked truth?
Posted by: John Chandler on Jun 12, 2009 at 02:00PM
10 Comments
Well, drinking buddies, Stumble Zone Part Deux is a done deal, and I’m happy to report that there were no casualties (other than the credit limit on my Visa card). A detailed account of our exploits will be forthcoming, but I just wanted to lay a teaser on you. Hint: We were downtown. Second hint: We ended up at a strange and wonderful bar where women remove articles of clothing in exchange for dollar bills! Can you imagine?
Which brings up today’s topic of discussion, that being strip joints. I’m opening the phone lines for your opinions on the matter. Are places like Mary’s Club citadels of worship dedicated to the infinite beauty of the female form, or tawdry tents of sleazery and oppression inhabited by the dregs of humanity? Sorry, those are your only two choices. (Kidding! Kidding! Shades of gray are greatly encouraged. Fanaticism of any kind is such a bore.) I mean, we’ve got more strip clubs per capita than any city in the U.S. of A. What purpose do they serve? Is this part of a larger, more libertarian discussion? Please chime in.
BTW, anyone got change for a twenty?
Some strip clubs are better than others.
@Flash in the pan, what strip joints are you even talking about!?
Ah, strip joints… being a native Portlander myself I whole heatedly embrace the artistic expression of the fair female form, in low lit lights, strobe lights, red lights, candle lights, chandelier lights, Lite Brite® lights, Christmas lights… where was I? Oh yeah! I like boobs! WOO-HOO!
How many dollar bills did you leave behind? And did she like it? And, last but not least, did your significant other feel it was OK that you were there? If yes to the last two, and plenty to the first—I suspect beauty.
dancing, artistic expression, mutual respect, economic oppotunity? It’s ok I guess. Let’s not be ‘stupifified’ by some of our founding fathers’ puritan psychoses. Be kind and enjoy nature whenever possible.
i’m embarrassed to say, i still have yet to go to mary’s. sigh…..the acrop ain’t bad though.
Girls full? Of…?
I like everything about strip bars except for the other dudes in them.
One day near Christmas, I had a case of the blues. I met some friends at Magic Gardens and cheered up right quick. I don’t know why exactly — maybe I just needed to get out of the house. Or maybe I was in awe of the girls who can do the naked splits so nonchalantly (if only…). After all, there’s pleasure to be taken in watching someone do something well (clothed or unclothed). Strip clubs serve so many purposes — and they are both tawdry tents of sleazery AND temples dedicated to the beauty of the female form, often at the same time. But speaking for myself (a girl who likes boys), I’d say they provide inspiration.
Hey, as long as they bring in those tourism dollars…
You humans and your absurd clothing rituals – hiding and revealing your body parts to one another. We chuckle with fond amusement. Please, continue making silly taboos to break, you naughty humans!