I was thinking about prostitution the other day (I have no idea why…) and realised that we are all prostitutes. And I can’t actually see how any one of us is any better than what we tend to consider prostitutes to be (generally to be looked down on).
We sell our whole lives to whatever work we do – some of us sell our minds, thoughts, ideas... prostituting our brains. Our time - most 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Our strengths, our talents, our skills. How are any of these things not the same? Indeed, in some ways, at least to me, it seems to be worse.