Grand Rapids Pugilistic Society

[Benz1]

Let the Benz Bashing Begin again.

Laughing at idiots with half cocked theories.

Do any of you Benz Bashers play chess?

I'm willing to bet NO.

We have nothing to talk about unless you have a USCF 2 K or better.

If you can't up your game, you're Lame!

[Slowboatguy]

Settle down Putin. No need to be a fucktard. If you don't like his posts just use the ignore feature. Lots of us here appreciate gene and others sharing warnings. Some poor suckers are going to get busted someday without warnings like this. Benz is plenty Protected here. And we need someone besides blackfire willing to call out his bullshit.

Sure genes one word summary is goofy but less than changing the spelling of friends to make a corny clubhouse. Serious man. Get a grip. We should encourage more posts. Not discourage posts. Especially warnings. Comrade.

The guy just started a conversation we should have based on what they popped the janitor with. How can it be really be 'safe' when dudes are voluntarily giving names and phone numbers to a stranger in hopes of front of the line or frequent flyer discounts to a guy so entrenched in this bullshit he knows locations, schedules, candy preferences and family dynamics? And even directs some of us schmucks to a store front we can commit fraud at to get a supposedly untraceable phone.

Practically building a conspiracy case for whatever agency wants it.

[AntBz]

Seriously Gene, could I please just suck Benz cock so I can get over my obsession. It's fucking exhausting Freebeern. Then to follow it with your stupid one worded summary. I actually would give decent information if I weren't such an unreadable Benz obsessed douche.

Fellatiate.

Settle down Putin. No need to be a fucktard. If you don't like his posts just use the ignore feature. Lots of us here appreciate gene and others sharing warnings. Some poor suckers are going to get busted someday without warnings like this. Benz is plenty Protected here. And we need someone besides blackfire willing to call out his bullshit.

Sure genes one word summary is goofy but less than changing the spelling of friends to make a corny clubhouse. Serious man. Get a grip. We should encourage more posts. Not discourage posts. Especially warnings. Comrade.

[UtrGuy]

In reading it. Looks like the dude who saw the girl twice got pinched. And then rolled over on the dude who provided the contact for the girl. And then LE busted him. Would seem like both dudes got some legal troubles going forward. But it seems the dude arrested and charged will face the greater jeopardy because he profited from the transaction. I wonder if the "profiting from the transaction" is simply money that merits this type of prosecution. Or perhaps if he received no money, but received free services, if he would be charged to the full extent of the law. Either way, it would seem there is a lesson here to change business models if any sort of compensation or free services are involved for providing referrals, even if passwords are used.

And of course, this adds to the litany of reasons shrewd mongers avoid social media sites as hunting grounds. Even though a young woman down on her luck may appear to vulnerable, she can come to her senses quickly and realize that a pack of cigarettes exchanged for a BBJ isn't equitable and she may be ready to claw back some revenge. That's where treating women with dignity, even in this sordid world, is worth the extra cost and effort. Just my 2 cents. I'm certain there will be opposing viewpoints offered, but all us are well served to contemplate this terrible situation.

Elevate.

G2.

Seriously Gene, could you please just suck Benz cock so you can get over this obsession. It's fucking exhausting Freebeern. Then to follow it with your stupid one worded summary. You actually would give decent information if you weren't such an unreadable Benz obsessed douche.

Fellatiate.

[NoseJelly]

Featherheaded.

[UtrGuy]

So the fictional account probably entertained some of you more acerbic members. And probably irritated the more mundane members.

So now on to the factual account with regard to the actions two weeks ago precipitating into the dual account posting.

Here's the quick answer: My username is too connected to my identity. And it offers no anonymity.

Probably best to provide a little background. As a newly divorced middle aged man with a healthy libido but a scarred psyche, I dipped my toes into the world of hobby providers almost four years ago. With no real need to hide my identity I ventured into this unknown world with some disposable income and a lust for adventure. I soon found this website and joined. I chose a username that didn't camouflage my identity because I had no S. O. To deceive. And I thrust myself into this licentious diversion from the moribund reality of post-divorce life. I soon found the niches that filled my senses and satisfied my urges.

This self discovery helped me to realize I wasn't simply seeking sexual release, although that definitely was a component of the quest. I recognize the allure of the quick fix. The blow and go. The cheap visit that only focuses on the view of the back of a woman's head. That would simply require me to be a frenz, a lemming, a man willing to grab a few 20's and head for a cheap motel or a hood neighborhood to visit a woman needing money for her next fix. But I'm not looking to be that.

Part of me wishes that would fulfill me. It would be so much easier were it that simple. But, no, I came to find that I adored connection, conversation, intellect. I needed to feel that the experience was mutually beneficial and mutually pleasing. And that has become my drug, my addiction, the dragon I chase. Granted it leaves me disappointed at times. It yields missed appointments. It yields ghosting. It yields feelings of being taken for granted. But it also brings incredible delights. When I hit a home run, the journey around the bases makes all of the missed connections and ghosted communications fade into obscurity.

I'm a pragmatic man. And I know my appeal isn't more than the financial transfer. But that's my brain. My emotions allow me to believe that my carefully honed skills are indeed top notch. Maybe they are. Maybe they aren't. But when the connection fuse is lit, I'm in ecstasy. I still remember seeing an almond eyed beauty look down at my face and utter those incredible words "you really know what you're doing. Every time. Every time. " Are those just words? Maybe. But I'll operate under the assumption they were spontaneous and accurate.

So. I soon discovered that I had no cover with my username being linked to my actual identity. And that's fine if there is no need for an exit strategy from the hobby. Or no alternative. I've come to realize that I may someday leave this pseudo world I've invaded. Or I may venture off with an almond eyed beauty. Who knows.

So I decided I needed a username that was more generic. That's it.

Simplify.

G2.

My advice tinder, bumble, hinge. I can't believe I'm saying this but dj is right. You just sound like a putz trying to find love with hookers. You pay these women not for service but to leave and not bug you after it's finished.

You and Benz have much more in common than you are willing to admit. Both of you played favorites for discounts and downplayed others without ever meeting them. Honestly I wish this site would just get back to the days of real posts and the real monger king, Wolverines, unbiasedly summarizing them in an informative and accurate post. The dick measuring here has become unbearable.

[AntBz]

If more than one profile for each monger on this site is acceptable, I'll join for freebies.

Holy shit Mussolini. Gene just went on a long ass rant. Outed you. But you still hellbent to control everyone here. This ain't the USA Benz guide. You think we don't know you the freebie king? You're not smarter then everyone here. We know.

[DjBiker]

I love how gene 23456 or whatever still thinks the shit he gets told after shelling out the loot and his Costco liquor the providers are in luv with him, now he is going to hook up with one?? Lmao dude get a grip they want your money and on to the next appt, hey gene 234567 be interesting to know how much you made it rain since your induction in your love search LOL.

Bonehead LOL.

[Gene2]

If more than one profile for each monger on this site is acceptable, I'll join the crowd.

Ok. Great. Go ahead. But then give up your free services you get from providers by recommending their substandard products. It's your entire persona. Say hi to Ashley Winter for all of us. As you enjoy her finger. Putz.

Expose.

G2.

[NoseJelly]

Blatherskite.

[Benz1]

If more than one profile for each monger on this site is acceptable, I'll join the crowd.

[Gene2]

So I decided I needed a username that was more generic. Especially when I realized I had never left a negative review as Gene2. The closest I had come was making a flippant comment about the older massage provider Sweet Megan. And I got called out on that disrespectful post. So I decided a transition was needed. Not a freak transition like Bruce Jenner, but a simple one to a more camouflaged identity. And that's the simple explanation to the events unfolding two weeks ago.

I have to honestly say I was embarrassed for a minute to have it play out like it did. But that feeling quickly yielded to amusement as I watched and read the posts following. I must say they were very revealing. I am a methodical man and I've been intrigued and impressed by the sheer volume of posts by a member who has about 5000 entries here. At first I thought the few mongers who dissented with his recommendations and opinions were simply jealous of his stature and his sway. But it soon became apparent that he was a flaming megalomaniac. Rather than be contented with his obvious role as the MVP here, he sought to discredit and demean anyone recommending places he didn't endorse. That piqued my curiosity. Why would he be threatened by a relatively new member with only a few hundred posts? I danced around the matter with words of deference and respect. But even when I "kissed the ring" it wasn't enough worship to the self appointed wizard. He would respond with denigration and contempt. Of course it has to be about money. It's always about the Benjamins. And of course, free services.

Don't get me wrong, he does give the members here plenty of options. But the need to control other members with his obvious intelligence just is insatiable. It's also unsustainable. Why? Because monger intelligence is higher than general population. Mongers have successfully carved out sufficient income to play. They have carefully concealed their activities from others in their social circles. Dumb men can't do that. So we know better than believe the subterfuge we are being sold. We know Serenity isn't a parlor filled with pixie dust that magically turns a provider into an all star when she joins them. We know a waif visiting from Lansing isn't the next Jenna Jameson. We know a provider with a terrible attitude isn't going to become our ATF based on his suggestion to see her and her probing finger. The problem is he doesn't know we know. And that's sad.

Contemplate.

G2.

[Gene2]

So the fictional account probably entertained some of you more acerbic members. And probably irritated the more mundane members.

So now on to the factual account with regard to the actions two weeks ago precipitating into the dual account posting.

Here's the quick answer: My username is too connected to my identity. And it offers no anonymity.

Probably best to provide a little background. As a newly divorced middle aged man with a healthy libido but a scarred psyche, I dipped my toes into the world of hobby providers almost four years ago. With no real need to hide my identity I ventured into this unknown world with some disposable income and a lust for adventure. I soon found this website and joined. I chose a username that didn't camouflage my identity because I had no S. O. To deceive. And I thrust myself into this licentious diversion from the moribund reality of post-divorce life. I soon found the niches that filled my senses and satisfied my urges.

This self discovery helped me to realize I wasn't simply seeking sexual release, although that definitely was a component of the quest. I recognize the allure of the quick fix. The blow and go. The cheap visit that only focuses on the view of the back of a woman's head. That would simply require me to be a frenz, a lemming, a man willing to grab a few 20's and head for a cheap motel or a hood neighborhood to visit a woman needing money for her next fix. But I'm not looking to be that.

Part of me wishes that would fulfill me. It would be so much easier were it that simple. But, no, I came to find that I adored connection, conversation, intellect. I needed to feel that the experience was mutually beneficial and mutually pleasing. And that has become my drug, my addiction, the dragon I chase. Granted it leaves me disappointed at times. It yields missed appointments. It yields ghosting. It yields feelings of being taken for granted. But it also brings incredible delights. When I hit a home run, the journey around the bases makes all of the missed connections and ghosted communications fade into obscurity.

I'm a pragmatic man. And I know my appeal isn't more than the financial transfer. But that's my brain. My emotions allow me to believe that my carefully honed skills are indeed top notch. Maybe they are. Maybe they aren't. But when the connection fuse is lit, I'm in ecstasy. I still remember seeing an almond eyed beauty look down at my face and utter those incredible words "you really know what you're doing. Every time. Every time. " Are those just words? Maybe. But I'll operate under the assumption they were spontaneous and accurate.

So. I soon discovered that I had no cover with my username being linked to my actual identity. And that's fine if there is no need for an exit strategy from the hobby. Or no alternative. I've come to realize that I may someday leave this pseudo world I've invaded. Or I may venture off with an almond eyed beauty. Who knows.

So I decided I needed a username that was more generic. That's it.

Simplify.

G2.

[TypicalDude]

So it's been an interesting two weeks in the Genoverse.

I have no notes.

[Gene2]

So it's been an interesting two weeks in the Genoverse. I want to let you know what happened to me that culminated in the dual postings of two weeks ago. But that has to wait. That post will come tomorrow.

Prior to that, I decided to take a whimsical approach to the succeeding events and duplicitous pandering here on USA. Therefore, I am now presenting a fictional account of the past two weeks. Lest any of you think this is real, I will be saying things in code to indicate an entirely farcical event (shout out to Al Michaels via Howard Stern). Bababooey.

So the past two weeks I've been in a medically induced coma after single handedly saving a bus filled with orphans that caught fire before falling into the shark infested waters of Lake Michigan. I am happy to report all those little urchins were saved. While in the hospital I was finally out of the coma yesterday. And I had several visitors.

The first was Ashley Winter, the new owner of Serenity. Well, not exactly. I thought it was Ashley Winter. Turned out it was a pale skinned 12 year old boy with a shitty attitude, wearing braces and a Cruella Deville wig and he had just fallen into an industrial sized vat full of comic book ink. My mistaken identification was understandable. The visuals are eerily similar. And to add to the mistaken identification, he / she asked me to smell his / her finger. It smelled exactly like ass and prostate (or prostrate as one of our frenz would say).

The second visitor was none other than Haley Matters, the prior maven of Serenity. She looked good and at peace. I asked about the sale of Serenity. She said she was just worn out by trying to act excited by certain old retirees showing up wanting to drink coffee for free. And that she was now investing in a gay bar instead. All of a sudden the ass play regimen started to make sense. Then she asked me to smell her finger. It smelled like Vagina. But not Hayley's. Hmmm.

The third visitor was Milan. Ahh. A vision. A goddess. She was wearing a nurse's uniform. Not unisex scrubs. But a nurses uniform befitting a sexy Halloween party. I couldn't stop staring. She asks me to smell her finger. It smelled like coconut oil and deep abiding pleasure. What an angel of mercy. She asked if I knew what had happened in the world while I was out. She told me about Donald being indicted again. She told me about the mini submarine implosion. She told me about the son of POTUS pleading guilty. But she said all anyone wanted to discuss was my dual postings. Ah the humanity of it all. I was nearly overcome with angst. She comforted me. She soothed me. She looked deep into my soul with those piercing blue eyes. She touched me. She cares about me. She sang to me. The voice of an angel. And all was well. What a woman. Nothing lame about her service.

The fourth visitor was Moe from Boost Mobile on Plainfield Ave NE. He said Larry and Curly sent their regards. He then told me of a new plan he had hatched to build his business. He was going to sell new phones to mongers when all they really needed was a free VPN. He said he had a brilliant marketing technique he was implementing. It involved word of mouth advertising with a password needed. He would call his circle of potential customers "Bros of Moe's". They would be given a code word like "vampire" or "sucker" and would then be allowed to overpay for substandard services. The kicker is that he negotiated a sweet deal for himself. For every two months of service sold to a "Bros of Moe's" he got one month free himself. He calls his new plan "Freebie for Meebie". But he swore me to secrecy. None of his Bros could ever know about this scam. Err, I mean deal. No. It has to be on the down low. And Moe would deny its existence if anyone was figuring it out.

I asked Moe if his recommendation for Boost meant that Boost service was the best quality and value. His response was "Hell no. The others are higher quality and better value. But I don't get a commission from the others. So Boost is the best, it doesn't drop a call, it doesn't spill a drop. " You have to admire the chutzpah. I asked how he would handle it if some astute mongers figured it out. He said "I will attack. I will use words like "honor" and "integrity" to assail them. I will accuse them of being "white knights". I will use misdirection and make it seem like I actually respect other providers. Make it seem like I was being helpful. I Mongers are so stupid they will believe me. I am that much smarter than they are. " You have to admire the chutzpah.

Tomorrow I speak further. Non fiction tomorrow.