The Miracle Mile
Oct 21st, 2005 by Holiday
The Miracle Mile in the German city of Wurzburg is a thorough sex carnival where anything is possible.
Of course all large cities feature a district for sexual commerce; some neighborhoods are tolerated by elected officials, and Amsterdam, Bombay [Falkland Road] and Bangkok certainly top the list … other city areas simply exist because the law of supply and demand cannot be denied.
It helps that prostitution is legal in Germany. In fact, the attitude is recognized to the extent that if female welfare recipients do not accept conventional entry-level jobs, they could work in brothels or lose benefits entirely.
This implies a broad stroke of misogamy since males on the dole in Germany are not expected to register for available brothel jobs.
So far, the State as Pimp has not really been implemented – yet considering the 20th-century history of Germany, anything is possible.
It’s no surprise that this boulevard of debauchery is in the shadow of a U.S. Army base. As soon as an occupying army is installed, and a 60-year visit is the mark of empire, prostitutes quickly emerge to entertain the foreign soldiers.
After a while, who is occupying whom?
And given human nature, there are both female and male prostitutes available for soldiers who may experience a cauldron of natural desires.
A maxim of George Orwell’s 1984 is the party line that War is Peace. It’s true, of course. War is good for prosperity.
Presently, if one owns stock in Halliburton, the financial portfolio looks great thanks to those no-bid contracts at the expense of countless dead Iraqis.
Yet the Republican Party notion of trickle-down economics becomes literal when American soldiers fraternize with Wurzburg prostitutes.
At one end of the Miracle Mile is Dolly Buster’s, a locale that features female strippers and a room of glory holes for male-to-male cocksucking.
At the end of this run is Ali Baba’s Sauna, a gay bath house tucked between deserted warehouses and a no-frills Italian restaurant.
Imagine a quiet dinner of delicious pasta, while next door a group of butt-hole buddies are cavorting. I’d think twice about the white cream sauce.
In between these two points is a licensed whorehouse next door to a mattress store. This is rather quaint.
To be sure, after sundown there are traditional streetwalkers ready for quick commerce. More common, however, are the modest curbside camper trailers.
These vehicles appear like modern gypsy caravans, though as well-worn as the featured female occupants.
This scene is played nightly for euros.
Where are the pimps, the husbands, the boyfriends? What of the children and other family members of these women?
No doubt, the stories are heart-rendering – stories of how these women were kidnapped from Eastern Europe, or sold into prostitution by desperate parents; others who were born into the business because the tradition persists over generations.
The sex carnival goes on everywhere.
Tags: gay, legal, rope, sex, tes
Hi Viviane,
Fortunately the report saying German women could lose benefits for turning down sex-work was debunked. (An extreme right-wing British newspaper misconstrued an extreme left-wing German pamphlet.) The upshot, though, is that German law prohibits coerced sex. I guess technically one might be required to accept a clerical job in a brothel, but not actual sex work.
That’s just a quibble, though. I enjoyed the post. Thanks.
figleaf