I’ll present this without comment for now. Interested to see what the Dopers think.
:rolleyes:
That’s the only response I can muster.
You forgot this part of the quote:
Betcha you’re wrong.
What AClockworkMelon said.
Would they rather the school building sit derelict like this one (in Indiana) or this one (in Ohio)? The school building was sold. and those who bought it are using it for a perfectly legal purpose.
Much ado about nuttin’.
There better be some nuttin’ going on!
Emphasis mine.
:rolleyes: :dubious:
As usual, violence, noise, and booze are fine, as long as no one gets a boner.
His saying that was probably a premature ejaculation.
Oh, well, I’m sure there will be a happy ending.
“This is a very small fucking county, and the cocksuckers just don’t want it,” said County Board Chairman Robert Swearingen. “They don’t want this in their fucking neighborhood, and I can’t really say I fucking blame the cocksuckers.”
Finally people are interested in bringing corporal punishment back to the educational system.
I suspect “Hot for Teacher” is gonna get played to death there.
I’m not through fuming over this. As a Doper who is currently taking pole dancing classes for fitness and fun (and not as a second career), I really resent the assumption that strip club = whorehouse. Yes, there are lap dances in the back rooms. That’s where the money is made. Most strip clubs – and the article said this one too – have a “no touching” rule, even in the lap dance rooms. Most clubs do not allow full nudity (topless only, and some don’t allow that).
And let me let you all in on a little secret about pole dancing. You can’t strip and pole dance at the same time. First, you need both hands (and all your other limbs) to hang on to the pole; it’s difficult to be trying to take clothes off at the same time. More importantly, you do not want to be nekkid on a pole. There’s this little thing called “skin rips” that any gymnast would be familiar with. It’s what happens when you are gripping something round, like a pole, and you spin your body around. The skin sometimes sticks to whatever you are gripping and then it rips open as your body rotates around the round thing (it happens when you grip too tightly). Rips HURT. No pole dancer wants skin rips on her delicate girly bits, which is why you see pole dancers wearing essentially bikinis, but never nekkid and never g-strings.
While I’m sure there are a few trashy places where the private lap dances have happy endings, that is not necessarily true and I would say, usually not. Especially in a smaller town like this one… I would think the local vice cops would be monitoring the place closely for adherence to statutes and code enforcement would also be keeping an eye on the place. I think there is no reason to feel unsafe around a strip club and where the hell are the men supposed to go for their bachelor parties anyway?
As usual, I blame the Puritans for this crap. I love how guns, violence, drugs, and rednecks are all tolerated with vapid smiles, but dog forbid anyone see a boob or get turned on by a beautiful woman dancing on a stage.
FTR, I agree completely with everyone here; I didn’t want the OP to influence anyone’s comments.
These holier-than-thou moralists are really annoying. If they’re truly offended because the building used to be a school (dubious since they seem to have accepted the church-turned-bar… Man, I want to party in this town!), the place was vacant for years and falling apart. They’d prefer that?
More likely they just have sticks up their butts over people looking at nekkid girlies, even if nobody’s forcing them or their kids to look.
My favorite part of the story:
‘Cause Jesus is in there lookin’ at the nekkid girlies too!!
I got a whole lot of ‘meh, get over yourselves’ until I got to this bit,
I can see how that would offend
I think what really grinds my axe is the idea that sex (or lack thereof) = morality.
If you have sex outside of missionary, straight, male on female, plain old vanilla Christian, Puritan sex, then you are immoral. GLBTs, fetishists, etc. need not apply.
If you watch people dancing and get turned on, that makes you immoral. I recall nothing in the Bible about watching ladies dance and slipping $20 bills into their underpants.
Perhaps it’s time to amend the 10 Commandments.
It took me a long time, after I broke free from the cult I was a member of (a very conservative, allegedly “Christian” religion) to finally understand that sexuality and morality are generally mutually exclusive, although I do believe there are ethics to sex. But what turns you on, who turns you on, and how you choose to express that has nothing whatsoever to do with whether you are a good person, kind, compassionate, loving, empathetic, whatever.
So who cares if Jesus knows I’m at the strip club, learning some new pole moves? I can’t imagine why Jesus would have a problem with that. I don’t recall hearing anything about “Blessed are the Stripper Pole Protesters for they shalt have smug self-righteousness” when I read the Sermon on the Mount.
See, when I first skimmed the article in the paper this morning, I only caught part of it and thought that maybe patrons were inappropriately soliciting cheerleaders on their way to practice, or something like that. Then I thought yeah, the strip club is definitely a poor influence in the area. But then I re-read it and saw it was at a game, from the opposing team’s fans. They should have received a smackdown from the refs as well as the coach of the opposing team, taking them to task about poor sportsmanship.
I don’t quite grok getting too upset over this. Yes, there are some protesters, but I’d bet that they make up a timy portion of the town. I’d bet that most people there don’t really care.
And there are cranks in every town in the world. Big whoop.
True enough. The twist here though, is that the building’s former use as a school is what the cranks are pretending they’re upset about.
“It bothers us — we put all five of our children through here.” So the fuck what? It’s just a building. The kids aren’t still in there, are they??
I dunno, this just amuses me and irks me at the same time.