I got into the habit of paying for boys … All these rituals of the market for youths, the slave market excited me enormously … the abundance of very attractive and immediately available young boys put me in a state of desire."
I'm going to regret this statement, but nevermind. 🙂 Get rid of the words "youths" and "boys" in that paragraph for a moment.
A couple of years ago, I was on a stag do in Warsaw with a bunch of blokes, in a strip club that gets repeatedly mentioned on here as the best of Warsaw's tourist attractions. It was completely full of English blokes, quite pissed, with plenty of money, repeatedly buying cheap and very touchy-feely lap dances from the enormous number of beautiful young polish women with degrees in medicine and engineering who worked in the joint. Thinking back to that lengthy and expensive evening, every part of that sentence rings pretty much true. Now, buying strippers in Warsaw is not an enterprise I'm especially proud of, but it is not wildly abberant behaviour. Why do people do it? Mitterand's description works fairly well. There is nothing intrinsically monstrous about that description of why paying for sex appeals.
Let's be clear. Nothing in this post is intended to imply that trogging off to Thailand for the sole purpose of buying sex with 13 year olds is not ghastly and pretty unambiguously wrong.