Monday, June 14, 2004

Sick of it ALL...

OK over the last few days I have been holding it all in . Or at least I tried. But over the weekend I finally found the thing that set me off. I was reading some blog written by a "gentlemen's club manager". Now I really gotta say , I can tell from a mile away where this new batch of tricks came from. Let me start from the beginning. I busted my ass since the mid 1980's doing everything in the business from running clubs to booking features to working on porn sets as talent and in production. I also cleaned up clubs, toilets and all. I drove cars for the "gangsters" who used to own our industry. I built light systems, stages, did artwork for ads and created logos. I did tons and tons of accounting , paperwork, fought legal battles , been shot at and threatened a million times. I did thousands of promotions . I lost family and friends, been fucked over by dancers and employees, lost thousands of dollars. Lost my faith in God, Mandkind and every other institution. In hard times I even ran prostitution, somthing I always hated to see going on but nevertheless I had to eat. I watched people I love being eaten alive by drugs, AIDS, killed by bullets . I watched security guys take loads of steroids and lose their health in their mid thirties. I watched women who were beautiful and alive beaten down by their own greed and lack of judgement and accountability. I watched as people lied and backstabbed and stole and become somthing they are not. I watched my friends marriages go to hell. I have seen theesomes , foursomes , gang bangs, total degradation of women and men alike. Open marriages, drug addiction, cheating , child custody battles , zoning battles , and clubs taken by the government for tax evasion. Friends who worked in the industry going to prison for their inability to cope after the club life is gone. DJ's and mangers robbing and killing people , robbing banks, finding God and losing him. I have seen a million dancers drive shitty cars or have no car while making over 1000 bucks a week. I have seen customers lose their careers , life, family and everything over obsession with a dancer. Swingers, hookers, drug dealers, strippers , dancers porn stars , owners , attorneys, cops, gansters, middle men who lie and pretend to be owners . I have seen them all fall down , get up , get out of jail and I've been the guy to drive them home pick them up and so on. Talk after talk. Always being there but being shot down and hated for no reason. SO AFTER ALL THIS , I GOTTA GET SICK OF THESE DAMN NEW PEOPLE. I'll tell the rest of the story in another post...