Today it has been decided it the Day of the Slave.
Only unless it is framed as violent external sadistic trafficking can the prostituted class be named as slaves, and even then it made that it cannot be real slavery to be inside the sex trade.
My heart is broken at this dismissal, and the choice that so many with power and privilege make to say prostitution cannot be slavery.
Even when looked at with a clear all forms of prostitution are in the conditions of slavery.
The conditions of slavery is be made nothing but goods that is used and tossed away.
All prostitutes are in that condition. All prostitutes are not viewed as humans or women/girls – they are sex goods.
To be a sex good, is to know you are nothing but holes for men to fuck, nothing but a mouth to be stuffed or speak words for his ego, nothing but an image his has remembered from porn and now can screw into silence.
That is the condition of the slave.
Only, there are voices of denial.
Prostitutes can never be slaves – they are paid or receive gifts. It is just a business exchange of equal partners.
I feel my heart exploding with rage.
Yes, prostitutes are paid – many who do indoors prostitution are paid a lot of money and given loads of valuable stuff.
But does that mean the prostitute has the basis human right to be free from violence, to have the basis human right to have freedom of movement, to have the basis human right to her own sexuality, the basis human right to freedom of expression without control or threat/reality of violence?
Slavery has always manipulated the slave-class by having many layers of what a slave – say to be closed to power or working in the cells below the power.
The mental violence of slavery is how the slave-owners use this divide and rule to control those with no power and no voices.
The divisions made between trafficking and “freely chosen” prostitution, between under-aged prostitutes and the prostitutes who is a woman, between street-based prostitutes and escorts – and the endless other divisions placed onto the prostituted class are designed to silenced the prostituted.
It is used every day, to prevent a prostitute from naming that she is being raped, she is being sexually tortured, and that she is constant fear of her life.
When it is framed as her choice, as work she is doing, that she is lucky not to be doing worse aspects of prostitution – how is it possible for a prostitute to find a voice for her grief, her fear and her utter confusion.
In prostitution, the slave-owners are winning by brainwashing so many prostitutes that they are the Happy Hooker – hell, they are empowered, they choose the whore lifestyle, they are better than other women.
This mind-set is so ingrained, especially with women doing indoors prostitution – that to survive the normal violence, hate and degradation that is prostitution, it becomes important to block out reality and live in a fantasy.
This is the condition of the slave who has no access to hope, or belief that anyone cares whether she is alive or dead.
I was sexually tortured as my norm – but I made my mind block the fear, block the pain, and to block that I hated it.
No, I lived in the world of fiction. A world where I could only hear words where punters/profiteers pretended to see me as a human, only feel it was “normal” sex and forget how near I was to death, only came to believe I must want this pain why else was I there.
A slave cannot see clearly the power dynamics controlling her, when she is just keeping her head above the water.
The horror of trauma after prostitution is knowing how all prostitutes have no power or human rights – and totally controlled by punters and sex profiteers.
Trauma is impounded when seeing and knowing that to be a prostitute is be a slave – to be goods, to be voiceless, to have no past or future just the role given to you, to be throwaway trash.
If that is not slavery, then I do not understand what slavery is?