Well...my morning started off with a documentary on "Pimps". Yep...that's what I said..."Pimps". I think my mouth hung open for the first 45 minutes because I couldn't believe there were males (sorry...I fail to see them as men) glorifying the slave and master mentality as if it were a legitimate profession. Never have I heard the word "b*tch" used so often in 45 minutes...my ears were horribly assaulted but I continued to watch. I listened at these pimps talk about how they remembered the first "ho's" they turned out as if they were remembering their first kiss. Unbelievable! Most of the pimps were 'ol skool...from the 70s and yes, you guessed it...they were the epitome of the Blaxploitation movies of that era. "The Mack", "Willie Dynamite" and the one pimp that everyone seems to know, "Huggy Bear"

Back to the pimps...I began to really get angry when the pimps began to show the material wealth they had obtained from living off of women. Apparently, the prostitutes don't get any percentage of what they make. The pimps justify this by "saving" it for them in case they need bail money or, as one pimp stated, "What's a ho gonna do with all that money except blow it in the club? She'll be broke before the next weekend." Hmmmm..."Pimp National Bank and Trust"?!? It was unbelievable that the pimps actually felt as thought these woman couldn't function without them. I finally sickened enough to turn the TV off. I'd had move than enough "pimp talk" for the morning.
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