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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

I-Prostitute (Unedited)

 I sat on a stool furnished with newspapers in my editors office. I read the below article to a board of three. The reading ended before I read the title "I Am a Plasma Prostitute." And it began shortly thereafter. "I'm sorry, we just can't publish the word prostitute, not on this campus," was the general gist of things. Well, I thought, that's what blogs are for. Every computer a printing press in today's day and age. He who hast ears to hear, hear.

The dusty hot weather dial is cranking up as snow fall slows to only “now and then” for our beautiful springtime Rexburg, and all the boys and girls are starting to show some skin for summer time loving. Skirts shrink up to knee level or lower, shorts remain non-existent, and the T-shirt sleeves crowd the mid-upper-arm all around campus making for a prime situation to meet your special someone. Flower prints, happy plaids, and radiant polka-dots illuminate the world side-by-side with the brilliant greens, yellows, and pinks, of the plasma arm-band. That’s right folks for just 1-3 hours and the little prick of the needle, you can receive up to $30 dollars cash, a cool neon colored arm band, and label yourself a plasma prostitute.

People argue that they are not plasma prostitutes, I argue otherwise.

Prositution: figurative, the “unworthy or corrupt use of one's talents for the sake of personal or financial gain.”

This definition provided by the Oxford Dictionary contains three parts that need to be defined: 1) If plasma donation satisfies these 3 qualifiers, “unworthy or corrupt”  “talent” and “personal or financial gain” then it is appropriately labelled as figurative prostitution. Let us work Backwards from the end.

Personal and financial gain? Easy, they flaunt themselves on the hairy nose of plasma donation. Ask any student with neon colored band and they’ll respond with any combination of the words “college student, poor, money, survival, dates.” $50 for two donations or 4 hours in a week, isn’t much but when it’s all you got it ain’t bad.

Talent? It hides itself within the deep pockets of the donation process. A “natural aptitude or skill,” it does not reveal itself at first glance. As one donor said “You lay down and endure a little bit of pain for an hour and get paid 20 bucks." However, according to the Plasma Proteins Theurapuetics Association, a donor must be above 18 years of age, weigh at least 110 pounds, and be healthy. Also blood vessels must be of a sufficient size. If you do not have these traits then you do not have the talent to give plasma, end of story.

The first two qualifiers being satisfied we are left with one: is plasma donation “Unworthy or corrupt?” To answer this we must answer the questions:  for what is the plasma used? and for what motives is it given?

What is it used for? Bottom line, no fooling around: it is used to administer life-saving therapies and medications to the ill. Victims of hemophilia, Willebrand disease, primary immunodeficiency disease, Alpha-1 antitrypsin deficiency, and sufferers of burns, trauma, and shock all benefit from the curing power of donated plasma. Hemophiliacs run healthy plasma through their veins to help prevent them from bleeding.

For what motive donate?  If your motive is corrupt, then all of the above qualifiers will be checked positive and you will indeed be labelled a plasma prostitute. If your motive is benevolent then you may qualify to be something slightly better. An example from two internet chatters serves to illustrate the former.

“Who here prostitutes their bodies by selling their bodily fluids twice a week for cash? Just curious”

“Ive been meaning to start. How much do you get?”

Plasma prostitute.

By definition paid plasma donation (slightly contradictory) may indeed qualify as figurative plasma prostitution if it is done for self-centered or corrupt motives. You can embrace or deny it.

As for me and my house, I’ll be the first to proudly declare it: I am a Plasma Prostitute. I sell my bodily fluids for $50 a week, and I’m never going back.

In fact, I beg your pardon, I must depart, or I’ll miss them before they close. Tchau.

1 comment:

  1. haha, that was entertaining. You should have put the word "whore" in first, then they wouldn't have thought prostitute was all that bad.

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