A Statue To Honour The Dutch Tarts

[fiat_knox]

At first blush, my first response? "Nice one."

My next response? Posting the above pic, with the link to the news item.

The news item itself:

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AMSTERDAM (Reuters) - Amsterdam's red-light district will soon get a new attraction: a statue to honor prostitutes around the world.

The statue, designed by artist Els Rijerse, will likely be unveiled at the end of March, Dutch news agency ANP reported.

"In many countries, prostitutes struggle and people have no respect for them whatsoever. The statue is meant to give all those men and women strength," Mariska Majoor, a former prostitute who commissioned the statue, told ANP.

ANP said the statue, made of bronze, shows a woman who confidently looks out into the world.

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My third response? To reprise one of my older posts, and the parody thereof:

The Tart In The Window In Old Amsterdam

A tart lived in a window in old Amsterdam
A window with a whore in and no time for snorin'
She sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a window in Old Amsterdam."

Chorus I saw a tart!
Where?
There on the chair!
Where on the chair?
Right there!
A hooker with no clothes on!
Well I declare!
Pulling six fifty an hour on the chair!
Oh yeah!

This happy little hooker called Giselle Lynette
Liked showing the world she's a natural brunette and
She sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a window in Old Amsterdam."

Chorus

She'd go down to the cafe to score some good stuff,
To see her through the long nights, the pimps and the bitchfights;
She sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a window in Old Amsterdam."

Chorus

Giselle got so lonesome, she hired some friends,
Some windows with tarts in, it's hardly surprisin',
They sang every morning, "How lucky we are,
Living in windows in Amsterdam, ja."

Chorus

This city was famed for its letters and arts.
There's nobody here now, just cafes and tarts.

Oh yeah!

This song first appeared in my original LJ post all the way back here.