Hello fellow Terbites.
OK, here's where I'm at. Let me take this opportunity (my last) to share a bit of "personal" info.
I'm a somewhat shy person, and an academic, a bit of an egghead I guess you could call me. I'm not very good with small talk and have not been very good at meeting new people, especially women, who tend not to be very interested in me, although I'm not bad looking, not overweight. I've kept myself in pretty good shape, and despite being in my late fifties, I still have most of my hair.
My wife left me nine years ago. She took off with a colleague we used to have over some times for dinner. When she said that "Ed" needed a girlfriend I didn't think she met herself. Anyway, I have relied on escorts for human companionship and intimacy. Otherwise I'd have gone stock raving mad. Now, according to my government, I'm not only a criminal, but I'm also a pervert. So, loneliness and need for intimacy will soon, if this wretched bill passes, make me a criminal. My need for the company of a pretty woman that I don't have to play games with or promise the world to has made me a pervert.
So, if this bill passes and becomes law, I can't afford sex tourism and I will have no one. So, I've decided I'll run myself a nice warm bath, pour myself a glass of my favourite wine, and take almost a year's worth of prescription sleeping pills.
I must admit I've been trying to keep myself together, but I've been crying off and on now for several days, alone, not in public, not at work, and I can't face the prospect of having to break the law so I won't be alone.
I hate this bill, I hate this government, I hate Peter McKay, Stephen Harper and their sanctimonious hypocracy. I hope they burn in Hell.
OK, here's where I'm at. Let me take this opportunity (my last) to share a bit of "personal" info.
I'm a somewhat shy person, and an academic, a bit of an egghead I guess you could call me. I'm not very good with small talk and have not been very good at meeting new people, especially women, who tend not to be very interested in me, although I'm not bad looking, not overweight. I've kept myself in pretty good shape, and despite being in my late fifties, I still have most of my hair.
My wife left me nine years ago. She took off with a colleague we used to have over some times for dinner. When she said that "Ed" needed a girlfriend I didn't think she met herself. Anyway, I have relied on escorts for human companionship and intimacy. Otherwise I'd have gone stock raving mad. Now, according to my government, I'm not only a criminal, but I'm also a pervert. So, loneliness and need for intimacy will soon, if this wretched bill passes, make me a criminal. My need for the company of a pretty woman that I don't have to play games with or promise the world to has made me a pervert.
So, if this bill passes and becomes law, I can't afford sex tourism and I will have no one. So, I've decided I'll run myself a nice warm bath, pour myself a glass of my favourite wine, and take almost a year's worth of prescription sleeping pills.
I must admit I've been trying to keep myself together, but I've been crying off and on now for several days, alone, not in public, not at work, and I can't face the prospect of having to break the law so I won't be alone.
I hate this bill, I hate this government, I hate Peter McKay, Stephen Harper and their sanctimonious hypocracy. I hope they burn in Hell.

