Elise Stefanik Will Bounce Back From Losing UN Ambassador Role — She’s Overcome Tougher Challenges in DC
Sex shouldn’t feel like a job
I spoke with a sex therapist to understand their profession. I was curious if, for an additional $10, they might offer a partial demonstration. It’s not the same as typical labor, like taking out the trash, but could I possibly get weekend services?
Not a full-body treatment, just let’s say, specific areas. I would choose which areas.
Roger Libby engages in this line of work, if you can call it that. It’s certainly more appealing than paving roads, but still.
“First thing,” he explained, “is acquiring certification. I’m affiliated with the American Association of Sexuality Educators, Counselors, and Therapists. I hold a Ph.D. along with a post-doctorate fellowship. It intertwines; it could be about conversation, emotion, or miscommunication. I orchestrate the whole process; it’s all interconnected.”
“Then there’s infidelity. Whether he’s quick or slow, I teach various exercises, including ways to orgasm. Trauma therapists often utilize eye treatment therapy. The chemistry in sexual therapy can hinge on hair pheromones—appreciating one another’s scents. I initiated National Orgasm Week in Daytona Beach back in the ’70s.”
“Truth be told, we all fake it now and then. Even I do. Sometimes we’re just in a rush.”
And what’s your rate?
“Two-fifty an hour.”
At least it seems he won’t be struggling financially.
Whispers and Woes
The hills resonate with therapeutic vibes. Now we encounter automotive therapy. My lifelong friend Pietro Mosconi, who emigrated from Italy nearly 50 years ago, still speaks as if he arrived yesterday. His restaurant, Monte’s on MacDougal Street, is usually packed to the brim.
“These days,” he notes, “it’s not as crowded. Congestion pricing has deterred customers.”
Wait. Now we’re also dealing with creature pricing. In a lovely Brooklyn neighborhood with charming historic homes, a homeowner once threw away a small piece of uneaten cheese. A rat, convinced it belonged there, snatched it and happily munched away on the patio as if he were the rightful tenant and she was merely a guest.
Elise Stefanik. She’s faced challenges greater than being sidelined from a high-profile position. It was during an interview with an energy firm called Opower in Washington, D.C., that she first contemplated running for Congress. You never know where life will lead you—sometimes from Opower to no power to being very powerful. The takeaway? Life is unpredictable.
Here’s another tale: a man walks into Trump Tower for work. He had a brief stint working for Sen. Kirsten Gillibrand. Utilizing that moment, he jumps at the chance to air grievances against Donald Trump and critiques whatever angers him about the President. Truly, there’s no fury like an unemployed Democrat.
Before Columbus arrived, America was under the control of others who prioritized hunting and fishing over labor and worry. But now, under Columbus’s dominion, those original inhabitants have little time left to engage in their age-old traditions.
Exclusively in America, only in America.
