By Oyunga Pala
If you occasionally pop into Facebook, you may have come across the topic — ‘Campus Divas for Rich Men’.
I am aware like some my colleagues on radios that merely commenting on the raunchy Facebook Group will draw curious eyeballs to their page.
For those back from Mars, in a nutshell, a group of young females purporting to represent the country’s university campuses formed an online group offering sex in exchange for ‘a-good-time’ that only the rich can afford.
The mechanics are simple. Girls post pictures in varying lewd states of undress. Those intrigued are expected to send private messages to the preferred candidate to begin negotiations.
The reactions to the group were characterised by shock and dismay and much reference was made to’ the end of times’. I would like to offer my two cents on this issue.
In our modern times, divas are women with an inflated sense of their own beauty. Good looks and sexual prowess are assets to be traded in the open market in a strategic bang your-way-up the social ladder.
Beauty equals happiness; a trophy that supposed rich men are at pains to acquire. And ambitious cute young women also long for happiness over there — across the fence where bank notes hang like ripe fruit. Open sesame and life is made. On other hand, the men long for validation that only money can buy.
These are merely reflections of the time. The facade of sexual purity is chipping and society’s true fantasies are in the open. New online mediums allow people to maximise their fantasies built on severe longing. Fulfilment has been reduced to regular orgasms and money to burn, because our-make-reality is all about keeping up with the Kardashians.
Fantasy love is better than real love and in the absence of the latter; we create reality in our own image.
