Thirsty for a Glass of Milk

The patients were unremarkable on that particular day, July 17, 1996; however, there was one older man who we treated for secondary syphilis that might be worth mentioning.  He was roughly fifty years old and lived around 15th Avenue and Tonto.  When describing the situation of his meetings with the unknown people with whom he had sex, he said that it is similar to being thirsty in the middle of the night and going to the refrigerator for a glass of milk.  It was that simple.  He just goes out to the street, finds some female walking past and asks if she’s interested in having sex.  Of course, there are a few dollars that must change hands, and given that this wasn’t one of the more posh districts of town, there were literally only a “few” dollars that must be exchanged.  The prostitutes in this part of Phoenix did not require much in exchange for their wares, five to ten dollars, sometimes as much as twenty dollars, was all that one must have to find a willing sex partner on or near West Buckeye Road.  Any amount would help them get what they needed in the way of rock cocaine.  With the fee paid, they got down to business.  They cleared a spot on the alley floor, consummated the act, redressed, and went about their respective ways; the woman continued down the sidewalk and the older man turned the corner and walked back to his house.  Free enterprise, supply and demand, capitalism at its finest.  Thirsty for a glass of milk in the middle of the night….

4 responses

  1. Kaleeb

    that’s why it’s nice to keep my milk in my fridge, i never have to wonder from which cow my nector of life is coming from 🙂

    May 26, 2010 at 12:32 pm

    • Very nice, Kaleeb. Um…thanks? 🙂

      May 26, 2010 at 12:54 pm

  2. Robert G. Longpré

    Thanks for the comment on my site, Scott. I am fascinated by your blog posts. I will continue to visit here and read and relax and think.

    May 27, 2010 at 9:20 am

    • You are welcome for the comments on your site, Robert. When I found you a few months ago, it was almost like returning to the comforts of home after having been away, traversing a hostile world. Your subject-matter and perspective brought me back to when I was studying Joseph Campbell and his world of mythology and symbolism and the hero who lives within each of us. I do appreciate your writings and your vision of our world through your Jungian lens.

      And thank you, too, Sir, for sharing your fascination with my blog posts. I do hope you continue to visit…and maybe share some of your thoughts as you read and relax and think. Thank you, again.

      May 27, 2010 at 9:38 am

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