Anytime a man tells you to shut up, speak louder.
From the drafts pile, relevant since the dawn of time. Every young woman should be taught this first above all other socialization.
the best escort writers
Once again, reaching back into the drafts. Once again, sadly still relevant.
Flogging hard on the dead horse of escort plagiarism, I decided to take a different tack this time. I’m going to keep an ongoing list of the most-plagiarized escorts. It would be even cooler to have a list of their most-copied phrases but I’m feeling lazy.
If you want to add yourself to the list, comment below and I will. This is for escorts whose website content has appeared over and over again, spread across the Internet, even leaping international borders. [List was never really made, probably since I never published this post.]
This [post] came about due to finding yet another plagiarist of my words, this time a supposedly intelligent high-end escort. Though I don’t condone it, I understand the reasoning when someone in the lower ranges takes the words from someone they perceive to make more money than they. But someone who touts herself as having even more education, travel experience and linguistic abilities than me takes my work? She’s a fraud, pure and simple. (Well, as is any plagiarist.)
Despite what anyone thinks about the claims I make, I can back up everything I say. My resume is not padded and is certainly not as diverse as some. There are a few that I fully believe and the rest…I have to wonder. When I read words that sound familiar, then the case is closed, as far as I’m concerned.
[Several high-end escorts in 2026 are still riding hard on the coattails of one particularly well-written escort who is retired. They've built whole personas off her back, including very similar photos. Is it truly that difficult to be a smart and creative girl who also charges a lot of money? Are these expensive copycats that bereft of intelligence? It boggles the mind how they have any business at all, assuming that men who pay $2k+ just for an hour expect a bit of personality and intelligence. I might be expecting too much on all fronts.]
Smart clients are probably going to start screening escorts by using Copyscape. Why not? If the words on a site entrance you, make sure they aren’t the thoughts and experiences of someone else—the original—whom you probably would enjoy more than the pretender (and thief). That is, assuming a client would be able to determine who is the originator. In some cases it’s almost impossible due to the sheer volume of escorts using that one woman’s words.
most plagiarized escorts
me (in every persona I’ve had)
Several high-end escorts who have long retired, though their words live on, still recognizable, which makes me wonder if it’s just constant repetition, or has ChatGPT now ingested their work?
some things are universal
Drafted when I lived in Singapore, so sometime in 2009/10.
Children act like children, though the children in Singapore are generally better-behaved than children elsewhere (and Asian babies are so cute!).
Saw an ad for a local children’s daycare. All these cute little Singaporean kids and the one token white girl.
Gyms still pressure-sell and everyone gets suckered in, then regrets it—as evidenced by some discussion forums I’ve looked at.
Cabbies add unexplained charges to the meter, pretend to not understand you or just act lost.
Women, no matter naturally tiny they are, still want to lose weight. As evidenced by all the weight-loss products and advertisements here. Or maybe all this stuff really works and that’s why they’re all so skinny. Or maybe not.
Women with straight hair want curls, women with curly hair wish for straight. Take this one to the bank.
Asians flock to stores to buy branded goods, the more expensive the better. Westerners flock to markets looking for knock-offs, haggling for the best bargain.
Nobody likes illegal immigrants working in their country. And yes, the browner-skinned people are always the “immigrants.”
Technology is imperfect around the world.
Hotel maids move my stuff around too much for my liking no matter where I am.
Regardless of where I am in the world, when I travel alone, I invariably end up in the next room to a fighting couple. She always starts crying. Then he either leaves or starts hitting her. Eventually, it stops. In case you’re thinking this leads to hot make up sex, it doesn’t. Sex never follows these hotel-room abuses. Fortunately. I’m not sure I’d want to hear the sex that follows abuse.
non-universal opinions
I’m still not used to the metric system. It’s utterly meaningless. What is 100g of something? An ounce? A pint? A teaspoon? It’s just a number divisible by 10. Okay, so I’m very Imperial. I’ve been told Australia successfully switched to metric in recent history and I don’t believe anyone died. I still like Imperial. It means something. It was created to measure real-life scenarios. It’s not sterile.
The only metric measurement I know is the weight of my checked bag. I can guess it to within a kilo, though I still can’t guess its weight in pounds. My goal was 10-12kg, but it regularly clocked in at 12-15kg. No getting around it no matter how I tried to skim the weight down. Even now in the US, I’ll check my bag’s weight and ask them to change the scale to kilos for me. But I can’t weigh anything else in kilos, if it’s not my bag, then I have no idea how much it is in kilos (and really, not a very clear idea in pounds either).
I still love US greenbacks. They feel like money. They smell like money. They sound like money. I think we have the sexiest currency in the world, but maybe it’s just what I’m used to.
Australia and Singapore and other countries have plastic money. It’s slick but not papery. No smell. Singapore’s currency is graduated by size, each denomination is radically different in color, it has a clear plastic window on the bills (which is cool) and a Braille system so the blind can easily handle it. It’s as progressive as currency can get. But it’s not sexy.
happiness in the time of 1984
This is a very old draft, obviously. I had a lot more to say that’s lost to time and TBIs. Sadly, it’s all still relevant.
Often, the worse things are, the more vehemently people are encouraged to be sunny.
The most recent findings, for example, are that wealth makes you happy but children do not. [By recent, this was published in 2009; and by findings, of course I mean what is obvious to all.]
The most inspiring people are those least obsessed with their own happiness, especially those who stride confidently across the globe to create, evoke change, or wrest from life what they will.
Eleanor Roosevelt believed happiness “is not a goal, it’s a byproduct.” I think she might be right.
welp
I’ve been meaning to tinker with this blog and do something with it. Twitter has permanently suspended my account for violating their rules on promoting illegal behaviors. That was the determination on appeal, so…
Been wanting to get off Twitter for many years now, as it’s a time-suck for me. Fun, and I enjoy meeting people (most of them, anyway), but a time-suck. I’ve toyed with re-starting this blog as a way to make affiliate income promoting products and services I use and like. I’m still going to do that at some point because why not?
For now, I’ve got to blow the dust off here. I haven’t found anything I want to port this to that I really, really like so I’m staying on WordPress. Going to update the theme, fix all the broken stuff in here, that sort of thing.
Will upload the HTML archive of my Tweets over the years because there were some bangers in there. My likes and bookmarks were a personal resource list that’s now gone (I failed to download my bookmarks in time). The Internet is forever when you don’t want it to be; otherwise, the Internet is never permanent. If you don’t know this by now, well, now you do.
Comments will reopen on new posts only. There are a lot of commenters who have scattered over the years and I hope to welcome them back. Reading over old posts made me realize I had a few really nice friends who got lost along the way. If you’re still subscribed to updates, well, hopefully you get this. If not, that’s yet another thing I need to fix around here.
This is an old house, but it’s still standing and it’s still mine.
@amanda_brooks: 2008-2025 (Oct-Dec)
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