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The average woman has the mind-set of a parasite. Her age-old scam is to live off a man's hard work, to con him into spending his assets to finance her lifestyle. The more resources he controls, and the more willing he is to part with his cash (her conscience-balming euphemism for this is "being generous"), the more attractive he becomes in her eyes. Good-looking young women do not marry fat, balding men twice their age because they're hopelessly in love, despite all their innocent protestations to the contrary. A woman is for sale and her body is her commodity. She packages it with make-up, perfume, and wire-girded bras and offers it to the highest bidder. A woman's entire concept of self-worth is determined by the price she can command for the use of her vagina. Possessing an almost infinite capacity for self-adoration, she is obsessed with her appearance because she knows that this is what she is marketing to men. She measures her self-worth and status as a hum...

The dishonesty of female prostitution is the central theme of this book. Few men object to paying for sex-in fact, society has trained them to accept this contract as a basic tenet of life-as long as this is an honest and equal transaction. In primitive cultures, where making love is considered as natural as eating or sleeping, a man often brings a present of beads to his partner before entering her bed. But sex is always guaranteed, never just implied. This is a simple and aboveboard business arrangement, with both parties in agreement. So if a man spends his money on a woman, he wants sex in return, as naturally he should. But the woman, as we've seen, often fails to comprehend the logic of this scenario. She feels that no bargain has been broken when she allows a man to take her out, and then refuses to sleep with him, even though she has used her body and her femininity to lure him into wanting to spend time with her in the first place. She suffers no guilt or remorse or sense ...