Sorry, But Ecdysiast’s Calling Is Still A Very Wrong Number
Who says you can’t polish a horse apple? Some of the women interviewed for a Sunday piece about Deja Vu’s strippers tried mightily to make their work look respectable.
All would rather disrobe for leering men than collect welfare. All are trying to survive as single mothers in a world of deadbeat fathers. All live in tidy homes decorated for the holidays. Some said they attend Bible studies before their shifts.
Praise the Lord and pass the pasties.
The strippers would have us believe their jobs are no worse morally than gluttony. Their consciences, however, tell them differently. Why else would one fib to others she works as a “counselor” or a “psychologist”?
Still, the women got huffy when religious folks applauded the decision by the Spokane County commissioners to ban lap dances. But the moralists simply reiterated what one dancer hears from her son, an 11-year-old Boy Scout who lies about his mother’s profession. The boy told The Spokesman-Review: “I actually hate her job. It’s not a good place to work. There’s a bunch of men who want to touch her.”
Out of the mouths of babes.
We’re faithful - to the dollar almighty
Americans said what? That they worship more than they shop during the Christmas holidays? Ahaha. Of course, the notion’s absurd. Yet, U.S. citizens told pollsters for the Christian Brotherhood of Minneapolis they worship 16.4 hours and shop 16 hours for Christmas. (No, these aren’t the same guys who told us a supermajority of Spokane residents wanted the city’s name changed to Spokane Falls.) The only services that hold their own against yuletide commercialism are those conducted on Christmas Eve. Shoppers the day after Thanksgiving exceeded Sunday’s worshipers, in number and passion. Then, what do pastors expect when the competition’s giving away bean bag toys to the first 500 customers?
Councilman puts ball in kids’ court
Coeur d’Alene Councilman Chris Copstead deserves Sweet Potatoes for placing his faith and money behind local teenagers. Not only has he opened The Spotlight - a teen club with pool tables, video games, a dance floor and an elaborate sound system - but he consults with an advisory board of 10 students on how to run the club. His advisers are tough. They don’t want gangs, booze, cigarettes or anyone over 19. Then, the teens have a big stake in Copstead’s venture, too. If it flops, Coeur d’Alene teens will have only themselves to blame when they find themselves with nothing to do.
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