[Dixielandjazz] Whores and Big Bands OT oldest profession?

[TCASHWIGG at aol.com]

In a message dated 12/6/04 7:45:45 PM Pacific Standard Time, 
sign.guy at charter.net writes:

> 
> Classically speaking a profession was limited to Teaching, Law, Medicine and
> Theology.  Professions deal with people and their lives whereas bricklaying
> is not a profession but a trade.  Music also is not a profession but a trade
> in the classical sense.  That brings up Whores.  Where do they fit in the
> classical sense.  Well, they do deal with people and their lives in every 
> bit
> an intimate way that for example a Doctor might.  Actually they hit on all
> four of the Professions.  After seeing one you may need a doctor.  They
> certainly can teach you a thing or two.  Your wife may call upon a lawyer if
> you go to see one and Shouts of OH God! Might be occasionally heard.  So I
> guess that about sums it up it must be a profession.
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: <TCASHWIGG at aol.com>
> To: <ricgiorgi at sympatico.ca>; <dixielandjazz at ml.islandnet.com>
> Sent: Monday, December 06, 2004 9:18 PM
> Subject: Re: [Dixielandjazz] Whores and Big Bands OT oldest profession?
> 
> 
> Well, Larry:

I would go on record as believing that it is a profession that services other 
professions and professionals from all walks of life.

So if they wish to be referred to as Professionals in their chosen profession 
who am I to disagree, certainly if history teaches us anything, many 
professional musicians would not even have been here or be here if it were not for 
their professional contributions to the profession.

Not that I would have any actual personal knowledge of these observations but 
I have heard lots of stories true or false in the band room from fellows I 
have no reason to believe have not had first hand knowledge.

:)))

Cheers,

Rev. Tom -Bob

Willing to forgive any sin anybody thinks they may have committed or are 
thinking of committing, no need to confess, just wash your mouth out and gargle 
with a liter of Single Malt or fine cognac and forget about it unless you get 
caught and then never never admit it and cry Rape and swear that you did not 
enjoy it at all.  It worked for Richard Pryor for many years.