Joysa, as I have noted, comes from a very poor family. Her father delivers fish food to off shore fish farms in a motorised skiff but is only getting one day of work a week now. Her only sibling, a brother 21 years old, refuses to work. Her mother, obese, has never worked a day in her life. She got pregnant at 14 and ran away with Joysa's father, Joey. Her father's family are salt of the earth. Typical peasant stock with her paternal grandparents still living in a nipa, as the one room bamboo framed and palm leaf thatched huts are known. Her maternal family though? Her grandfather, an ethnic Kapampangan died before Joysa was born but her grandmother is alive and kicking. The old lady is a gambling addict and is, in local parlance, "moneyhungry."
When her grandmother found about me it was like a cash register ringing up a sale, Cha-Ching! The old windbag lives with 2 of her daughters in Angeles City, one of the most disgusting cities in Southeast Asia. Until the early 1990s the biggest American military base outside of the United States was a few kilometers from Angeles, Clark Airbase, with Subic Bay, the American Navy base an hour away. Angeles became a modern day Sodom and Gommorah where a 5 Dollar Bill bought you a blowjob from a nubile 15 year old while her mother performed a live sex act with household pets and assorted kitchen utensils.
Mark this as yet another huge difference between American and Israeli Military Cultures. In Israel we are a citizen's army, everybody serves. Therefore serving in the Israeli Defense Forces is much like living in one's hometown. Noone goes crazy, going to titty bars and getting into drunken brawls. Americans though? The bases closed nearly 20 years ago and only now the last of the huge orphanges that dealt with the Ameriasian offal that the Yanks left behind is ready to close its doors. Still, all over Angeles one sees a melange of different races thanks to dear old Uncle Sam and its wink-wink look the other way laissez faire attitude towards drunken carousing and liberal sexual mores, as long as its heterosexual anyway.
After the Americans were booted (they didn't leave voluntarily though the eruption of Mount Pinatubo did hasten their departure) many thought that Angeles would fold. To the contrary it became the number one Sexual Tourism destination worldwide. Until now I refuse to fly into Clark Airport, part of the airfield having been converted into an international airport. The thought of being chatted up by lecherous senior citizens from Wales or Switzerland simply makes me want to vomit.
I mean, I am not a puritan by any means, having fathered 7 children by 4 different women, but I at least like to imagine that my sexual partner is actually attracted to me. These Western men, obese, balding and very sweaty are bedding gorgeous 20 year olds for the cost of a dinner at McDonalds. While the girl is making a pretty penny by Filipino standards she surely isn't thinking of that wrinkled organ splayed across her face. Perhaps she is imagining her younger siblings being able to eat two meals a day instead of just one. Perhaps she is caught up in revelry of the moment imagining how good she will feel when her father is finally able to buy blood pressure medication. Whatever she is feeling though, it has nothing to do with the Western man in front of her.
Joysa's own aunt had gone to Japan as a 19 year old to work as an "Entertainer." Of course the only thing she entertained were one eyed wiggly worms but hey, it is still entertainment, right? Filipinos, even in the cyber age are incredibly naïve and gullible people. This isn't a dig at them, I find those attributes endearing most of the time. However...take Joysa for example; as most Filipinos do she had dreamed of working overseas in order to help her parents. Working since graduating from high school she was able to obtain her passport and began going to the hundreds of agencies that specialise in exporting Filipino labour. She and her girlfriend had decided Japan was the place for them. Despite Japan raping the nation in WWII Filipinos today hold Japan, its culture, and to a lesser extent its people in very high esteem. Most agencies specialising in Japan only deal with women who are sent to work as..."Entertainers." Joysa, like so many Filipinas asked what that job description would entail. The answer? Singling and dancing, like a chorus girl. When Joysa's aunt, who herself had done that very same job, discovered Joysa's intention she slapped her and called her a stupid little girl.
Joysa couldn't understand then but had surmised afterwards that her aunt had suffered greatly. I asked Joysa, after learning about this, if she had any training or relevant experience in singing or dancing, of course she hadn't. Had she had any theater experience? Of course not. So I asked her, genuinely curious, why in the world she had imagined that they would hire her as a chorus girl when she had absolutely no experience. She looked uncomfortable. I asked her, did the agency have you audition? Sing even a few lines? She offered that she had been young and stupid. I corrected her, young but not stupid at all. Her government co-operates in whoring its own youth. People like her aunt never discuss their actual experiences. All people see is a girl returning from Japan with enough money to build a real house and start a business having put their younger siblings through school. There is nothing stupid about wanting to be successful.
After she told me of another experience. A few classmates from high school had taken jobs in Malaysia, supposedly to work as maids in a Kuala Lampur hotel. Joysa had been invited to go but declined because she had just landed her current job, which by Philippine standards is somewhat desirable. Upon arrival in Malaysia the "supervisor" took all her friend's identification including her passport. She was then taking to her "living quarters," a dingy cellar in a non-descript slum. On her first night there, mere hours after landing, she was ordered to service a customer. The girl had never had a boyfriend and certainly didn't sign up to be a whore. The "owner" decided she needed to be educated and so he had three of his stand over men gang rape her. She told this to Joysa after breaking down under Joysa's repetitive questions about her "job duties," Joysa was obviously still considering going overseas. The classmate worked 3 years without a single day off in order to earn her "purchase price" and therefore the option to leave. She had a brother wire her airfare home and the Immigration fees since she had long overstayed her visa.
At that point Joysa fully understood why her aunt had reacted the way that she did. Today the aunt lives in Angeles. She is supported as the mistress of a middle class Japanese man in his 70s. Her "patron" lives in Tokyo and visits perhaps once every two years and yet he pays her bills and provides for all her needs. Joysa's grandmother, the mother of this woman, sees this as a great thing. This is the Angeles City mindset.
When her grandmother found about me it was like a cash register ringing up a sale, Cha-Ching! The old windbag lives with 2 of her daughters in Angeles City, one of the most disgusting cities in Southeast Asia. Until the early 1990s the biggest American military base outside of the United States was a few kilometers from Angeles, Clark Airbase, with Subic Bay, the American Navy base an hour away. Angeles became a modern day Sodom and Gommorah where a 5 Dollar Bill bought you a blowjob from a nubile 15 year old while her mother performed a live sex act with household pets and assorted kitchen utensils.
Mark this as yet another huge difference between American and Israeli Military Cultures. In Israel we are a citizen's army, everybody serves. Therefore serving in the Israeli Defense Forces is much like living in one's hometown. Noone goes crazy, going to titty bars and getting into drunken brawls. Americans though? The bases closed nearly 20 years ago and only now the last of the huge orphanges that dealt with the Ameriasian offal that the Yanks left behind is ready to close its doors. Still, all over Angeles one sees a melange of different races thanks to dear old Uncle Sam and its wink-wink look the other way laissez faire attitude towards drunken carousing and liberal sexual mores, as long as its heterosexual anyway.
After the Americans were booted (they didn't leave voluntarily though the eruption of Mount Pinatubo did hasten their departure) many thought that Angeles would fold. To the contrary it became the number one Sexual Tourism destination worldwide. Until now I refuse to fly into Clark Airport, part of the airfield having been converted into an international airport. The thought of being chatted up by lecherous senior citizens from Wales or Switzerland simply makes me want to vomit.
I mean, I am not a puritan by any means, having fathered 7 children by 4 different women, but I at least like to imagine that my sexual partner is actually attracted to me. These Western men, obese, balding and very sweaty are bedding gorgeous 20 year olds for the cost of a dinner at McDonalds. While the girl is making a pretty penny by Filipino standards she surely isn't thinking of that wrinkled organ splayed across her face. Perhaps she is imagining her younger siblings being able to eat two meals a day instead of just one. Perhaps she is caught up in revelry of the moment imagining how good she will feel when her father is finally able to buy blood pressure medication. Whatever she is feeling though, it has nothing to do with the Western man in front of her.
Joysa's own aunt had gone to Japan as a 19 year old to work as an "Entertainer." Of course the only thing she entertained were one eyed wiggly worms but hey, it is still entertainment, right? Filipinos, even in the cyber age are incredibly naïve and gullible people. This isn't a dig at them, I find those attributes endearing most of the time. However...take Joysa for example; as most Filipinos do she had dreamed of working overseas in order to help her parents. Working since graduating from high school she was able to obtain her passport and began going to the hundreds of agencies that specialise in exporting Filipino labour. She and her girlfriend had decided Japan was the place for them. Despite Japan raping the nation in WWII Filipinos today hold Japan, its culture, and to a lesser extent its people in very high esteem. Most agencies specialising in Japan only deal with women who are sent to work as..."Entertainers." Joysa, like so many Filipinas asked what that job description would entail. The answer? Singling and dancing, like a chorus girl. When Joysa's aunt, who herself had done that very same job, discovered Joysa's intention she slapped her and called her a stupid little girl.
Joysa couldn't understand then but had surmised afterwards that her aunt had suffered greatly. I asked Joysa, after learning about this, if she had any training or relevant experience in singing or dancing, of course she hadn't. Had she had any theater experience? Of course not. So I asked her, genuinely curious, why in the world she had imagined that they would hire her as a chorus girl when she had absolutely no experience. She looked uncomfortable. I asked her, did the agency have you audition? Sing even a few lines? She offered that she had been young and stupid. I corrected her, young but not stupid at all. Her government co-operates in whoring its own youth. People like her aunt never discuss their actual experiences. All people see is a girl returning from Japan with enough money to build a real house and start a business having put their younger siblings through school. There is nothing stupid about wanting to be successful.
After she told me of another experience. A few classmates from high school had taken jobs in Malaysia, supposedly to work as maids in a Kuala Lampur hotel. Joysa had been invited to go but declined because she had just landed her current job, which by Philippine standards is somewhat desirable. Upon arrival in Malaysia the "supervisor" took all her friend's identification including her passport. She was then taking to her "living quarters," a dingy cellar in a non-descript slum. On her first night there, mere hours after landing, she was ordered to service a customer. The girl had never had a boyfriend and certainly didn't sign up to be a whore. The "owner" decided she needed to be educated and so he had three of his stand over men gang rape her. She told this to Joysa after breaking down under Joysa's repetitive questions about her "job duties," Joysa was obviously still considering going overseas. The classmate worked 3 years without a single day off in order to earn her "purchase price" and therefore the option to leave. She had a brother wire her airfare home and the Immigration fees since she had long overstayed her visa.
At that point Joysa fully understood why her aunt had reacted the way that she did. Today the aunt lives in Angeles. She is supported as the mistress of a middle class Japanese man in his 70s. Her "patron" lives in Tokyo and visits perhaps once every two years and yet he pays her bills and provides for all her needs. Joysa's grandmother, the mother of this woman, sees this as a great thing. This is the Angeles City mindset.
