Puget Sound Escort Network — When in Doubt, Put Him on the BCL

Part 12 of a Series

As I have explained in the past, the ladies of PSEN have two separate blacklists. The lesser of those lists, the PITA (Pain In The Ass) list, is basically just a negative recommendation against the hobbyists who are listed. In many cases, a provider may be willing to see a hobbyist who is on the PITA list if she has a hunch that he’s really OK.

The other list is the BCL (Bad Client List), which is (supposedly) for rapists, ROBs and STD-ridden drug addicts. Being listed on the BCL is PSEN’s version of a hobby ‘death penalty’, meaning that no provider in her right mind would knowingly see someone who is so listed. One would hope that all submissions to this list would be carefully vetted, so that only the worst of the worst are included.

Sadly, no.

Unfortunately, a hobbyist can find himself on the BCL for the flimsiest of reasons. Indeed, as I read through the list, deciding which items to trot out for display on which day and so on, it occurs to me that, more often than not, the decision to apply the ‘death penalty’ has been based on little more than circumstantial evidence.

Now, don’t get me wrong — circumstantial evidence can be very convincing. It can even be used in a court of law… IF twelve people can agree unanimously that it holds water. But at PSEN, things are done a little differently. At PSEN, ‘clear and convincing’ evidence amounts to a provider pointing her finger and at a hobbyist and saying ‘I had a bad feeling about him’. That’s all it takes to fix it so that the unsuspecting victim suddenly can’t set up a session anymore. And chances are, he’ll never know why.

Here’s today’s unlucky pooner:

Chris

Date of Occurrence: 12/28/06

Single Complaint: Potential ROB

206-[XXX]-1869

Chris scheduled a two hour appointment with me yesterday. He seemed very nice on the phone, polite, no bs, just on purpose.

He showed up on time and all seemed fine. He seems like a very nice guy. He took off his shoes and prepared to follow me. Then I asked him to place his donation in the donation box. That’s when the eye contact faltered and the “Ummm… I parked my car down the street. Is that okay?” started. When I said that was fine, he bailed.

He is a tall thin fellow with a strange haircut, dark brown hair. He either lives or works in the Skyway area.

No, I haven’t omitted anything. That’s it… that’s the whole thing. The guy decided to leave and didn’t bother to explain himself, and so now he’s branded a ‘ROB’. His name and phone number are on the Bad Client List, which all PSEN providers check before booking a session or giving a reference.

In other words, if Alyssa and her crew have their way, this guy is toast. If this was a PITA entry, I might be able to get there, but come on… the BCL? Does this seem fair? And what about those ‘complete investigations’ we were told about?

NOTE TO COMMENTERS: Due to the controversial nature of this material, and also due to the absence of accountability that providers have enjoyed (up until now) while engaged in the creation of this material, I will NOT approve anonymous comments that are negative in character. If you have something nasty to say, fine… get in line. But be prepared to put your name, email and/or website address along with your words.
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Note to an Idiot

There has never been any shortage of ignorance and stupidity on the pooner boards. And, it seems that just about everyone there contributes to it at one time or another. After a while, one gets jaded — it becomes so ordinary, so expected, that it fails to surprise. Then again, sometimes it is surprising to see someone’s contribution go so far over their quota.

…But I’m going to discuss pimps. I don’t mean any guy who’s helping a lady, I mean a traditional American Pimp, a street pimp.
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Many pimps are quite skilled at managing their ladies on the street. They train them well and the ladies benefit from that background.
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The classic American Pimp has a lot of history, culture and “game” behind him, and it just doesn’t fit so well with escorting.

OK, now that I’ve cleaned up the coffee that I had to spit out to avoid choking on it, I’m going to tell you a thing or two about pimps. Because clearly, Mr. (or is it Ms.?) Casey, you don’t have the first fucking clue.

Let’s start here: the word ‘pimp’ should never, ever be afforded the dignity of capitalization. For that matter, the word doesn’t deserve to be in the same sentence with the word ‘classic’, let alone with the word ‘American’. Pimps have no culture or history — to suggest such a thing implies that they care about anyone or anything other than themselves. They do not.

Pimps are parasites. They use people… as in, use them up. They care about nothing, and I do mean nothing, other than separating you from your money and keeping their sorry, vermin asses out of jail.

The authorities insist that all prostitutes are victims, but the only true victims are those who are under the spell — or in the clutches — of a pimp. Pimps prey upon the vulnerable. They select their victims for their susceptibility, by finding women with weak family and social support systems. They then immediately and continuously work to prevent their escape, by separating their victims even further from whatever support they may have had.

The ‘game’ that you refer to is nothing more than maintaining control. They control when their victims eat, sleep and work. They control who they talk to. The victim is not allowed to be her own person, to have opinions or to think about her future. She is only allowed to do whatever is necessary to maximize the pimp’s income.

The pimp gains and maintains this control by lying. They will say whatever is necessary to keep their victims powerless and under their spell. They will tell the victim that she is a useless piece of shit, and that she is only worthy of sex work. They will tell the victim that she has no future that is worth considering.

The pimp will tell his victim that he loves her — even though she is not worthy of anyone’s love — and that there is nobody else in the world that would love her because she is ‘just a ho’. He will tell his victim that if she stays with him she will have money, an easy lifestyle, and notoriety.

But of course, none of those things ever materialize. The victims never acquire any of the things that are promised, because the pimp takes it all. It’s not unusual for a pimp to keep very close to 100% of a prostitute’s earnings, and grudgingly peel off $5 or $10 for her to eat as he puts the day’s earnings in his own pocket.

Sometimes, the Big Lie doesn’t get the job done, so the pimp will use another form of dependency — drugs. He will get his victim hooked on crack cocaine, or maybe methamphetamine, and then keep her in a strange place so that he will be her sole source of supply. And if the prostitute eventually becomes unmarketable because the addiction has sapped her health to the breaking point, he will discard her in a gutter somewhere, like so much trash.

To the pimp, the prostitute is a non-person… nothing more than a resource to be exploited. He will keep her working until she drops, sometimes for 10, 12 or 14 hours a day. When she menstruates, he will force her to stuff cotton balls or makeup sponges in her vagina, so that she can keep the money rolling in to him. And whenever he is in the mood, he will demand sex — usually without a condom. The prostitutes health and well-being is always subordinate to his cash flow.

There you go, Casey. There’s a snapshot of the ‘Classic American street pimp’ that you think is so fucking cool. Too bad you are totally ignorant of what they are all about. You don’t have to take my word for it, you can read up and do your homework here, here and here (warning: PDF file).

You choose to honor and respect them by ’speaking’ to them in your forum post, and for that you have earned my contempt. If the ladies out there have any sense, you will have earned their contempt, as well.