Discovered the ladder theory today via Insane Polygons. Helps explain why some guys just can’t seem to make passionate love with the girls they want to.
I found his other theory about why God is an absentee landlord interesting - God Is Asleep.
Anyway, from his about page on the site, I learned who I am and what I’m called. I too am a recovering Intellectual Whore.
I was being used for their amusement and entertainment while they were busy fucking outlaw bikers. Of course they weren’t interested in me sexually; they were too busy with guys with forearm tattoos. But apparently they still needed some intellectual stimulation. That’s when they would call me with an opening line like “Tell me something interesting.” or some other not-to-subtle line. I recalled the term intellectual whore and applied it to this situation. These women had made me into their intellectual whore. Since then I have dedicated a large part of my life to avoiding this trap, and the various bitches that try to put you in it.
In short, it does not refer to a “smart slut” as it were, but rather to males who are kept around by women for their mental entertainment.
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