WHAT A JOB
January 21st 2007 14:05
Word today from the Associated Press in Australia gives us this little ditty:
"Sydney municipal officials have paid private detectives thousands of dollars to have sex with prostitutes to gather evidence needed to shut down illegal brothels, an Australian newspaper reported Sunday. Nine local councils have paid private investigators the equivalent of C$23,150 over the last three years to go undercover and root out the illicit trade, the Sunday Telegraph newspaper reported. Nick Ebbeck, the mayor of Kuringai council, which is reported to have spent C$6,440 in the last month employing detectives to have sex with prostitutes, said extreme measures were necessary. "We have to employ private investigators to actually go through with the act and come up with reports that will suffice in a court process," he was quoted saying "On numerous occasions over numerous days and times they had to fulfil the act." He said the evidence given by the investigators was successful in closing two illegal brothels this month. Licensed brothels are legal and relatively common in Sydney but a number of unlicensed premises operate throughout the city. Some councillors have complained the burden of proof for shutting down illegal brothels is too high."
I read this and thought what a great way to make a living. You don't have to buy anyone a dinner, take them out to the movies and there's no promise of a phone call the next day. Walk into a massage parlour or spa, chat up the girl, get it on and pat her on the backside when you leave. When you look at what the councils paid for this service, the private dicks (no pun intended) probably made more than the girls they shagged.
Of course, every silver cloud has a dark lining. Like how do you explain to the wife when you come home from a hard days (again, no pun intended) (well, maybe just a bit) work just what the heck it was that you did. "Hon, it's not my fault. The boss made me do it. And let's face it, we need the money." "Oh, now I understand, George. You're right, we are behind on the car payment. Thank you for doing this dangerous work."
Yeah, right. My wife would kill me. And if she happened to die before I did, she'd come back from the grave. I know that as surely as I know the sun rises in the East.
And what about little Tommy at school? The teacher asks, "So, tell us what your Daddy does for a living and why you might want to follow in his footsteps." "He gets to boink hookers and gets paid big bucks to do it. As for if I might want to follow in his footsteps, we'll file that under stupid questions, Teach."
Ah, Australia has come a long way since the days of dwarf tossing.
"Sydney municipal officials have paid private detectives thousands of dollars to have sex with prostitutes to gather evidence needed to shut down illegal brothels, an Australian newspaper reported Sunday. Nine local councils have paid private investigators the equivalent of C$23,150 over the last three years to go undercover and root out the illicit trade, the Sunday Telegraph newspaper reported. Nick Ebbeck, the mayor of Kuringai council, which is reported to have spent C$6,440 in the last month employing detectives to have sex with prostitutes, said extreme measures were necessary. "We have to employ private investigators to actually go through with the act and come up with reports that will suffice in a court process," he was quoted saying "On numerous occasions over numerous days and times they had to fulfil the act." He said the evidence given by the investigators was successful in closing two illegal brothels this month. Licensed brothels are legal and relatively common in Sydney but a number of unlicensed premises operate throughout the city. Some councillors have complained the burden of proof for shutting down illegal brothels is too high."
Of course, every silver cloud has a dark lining. Like how do you explain to the wife when you come home from a hard days (again, no pun intended) (well, maybe just a bit) work just what the heck it was that you did. "Hon, it's not my fault. The boss made me do it. And let's face it, we need the money." "Oh, now I understand, George. You're right, we are behind on the car payment. Thank you for doing this dangerous work."
And what about little Tommy at school? The teacher asks, "So, tell us what your Daddy does for a living and why you might want to follow in his footsteps." "He gets to boink hookers and gets paid big bucks to do it. As for if I might want to follow in his footsteps, we'll file that under stupid questions, Teach."
Ah, Australia has come a long way since the days of dwarf tossing.
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