Here is a great article from the World Economic Forum that talks about women being the catalyst in the eradication of poverty, mainly in Sub-Saharan Africa. It addresses the incredible progress they make, despite living in repressive & hostile environments. Have a read, it’s really awesome.

How Empowering Women Can Help End Poverty In Africa

Female Exploitation

December 31, 2014

Women are our mothers, wives, sisters, aunties, grandmothers and carers. They keep families together because they love freely from their heart. Children need women in order to grow up properly, otherwise the children won’t experience nurturing love and will grow cold and apathetic.

Women aren’t perfect but nor are men. Women care deeply and support not just their families but the communities they live in. A woman’s love is deep and doting. Women are the most affectionate people on the planet. Without them, we will never know what true love is. Girls are our future carers – the keystones of the buildings of societies that accommodate us all.

Women are far less violent than men. Women make a house a home. They support their loved ones with whatever they have, no matter how small. As a result, women empower their families and communities. The eradication of poverty, which is a global menace, cannot be attained without the empowerment of women.

Girls often perform better than boys in school. They’re more eager to learn and put it to good use. It is our role as men to protect women and girls from harm, no matter how terrible. Females unleash their potential when they’re in a protected environment that nurtures their needs and wants.

Simply put, to make a female happy, you have to just care for her and she’ll never take you out of her heart. For centuries though, women have been maligned in societies. Instead of raising them up from birth, they are suppressed socio-economically, at the malaise of their entire families.

Many men think women are just sex objects to be used whenever. Women can do virtually anything men can. More than half of the world’s labour is carried out by women, yet they only earn less than a third of the world’s revenue. That is slavery orchestrated by men!

A lot of men have been and continue to be evil to women. They’re hypocrites: they put women down but don’t want the same to happen to their mothers. A woman’s heart is the purest place to be in. Women are always the highest casualties in any conflict around the world. They’re raped, sexually assaulted, beaten, maimed, belittled and even killed. Females are used as a leeway to let out all forms of frustration experienced by men. Therefore, they’re insulted & raped regularly.

Women need men to help them. A male is not a man if he does not acknowledge a woman as his fellow human being. Females were made with males, by God, not as slaves to them. Women are the backbone of any society and therefore truly rule the world, because they unite people.

Females are the world’s most precious resource for the advancement and sustainability of the world’s ecosystem in general. Show love to females and fight for their rights and well-being. They more than deserve it!


Prostitution is one of the oldest professions in the world. It dates back a very long time, at least since the Roman Empire. Women have figured out that men really love their anatomy and will pretty much do anything to enjoy it. It’s no secret that women therefore often have a certain power of control over men. They just do. It’s common to see relationships where the females ‘wear the trousers’, simply because the men are so into them. The person who loves least in a relationship, controls it. Remember that!

Back to prostitution. Getting jobs for women isn’t easy. Gender inequality has been around since humans began to work for a living. Traditionally, most cultures feel that a woman’s domain is the home she lives in. So daily domestic chores like cleaning up, washing clothes/dishes & looking after children is women business. Gender inequality begins from raising children, where boys are educated and taught a trade, whiles girls stay with their mothers & learn to be homemakers. Poverty exists in every society though and the income of men, who are by and large the ‘head of the house, frequently isn’t enough to sustain families. It’s been a normal occurrence for centuries and still is. So females of sexual maturity are sent out to make money the easiest way they can: through prostitution. There also exists child labour, where children work alongside their parents or on their own, in order for more money to come to the family as a whole. Such practice has been and still is common in developing countries.

Prostitution, however, is a global phenomenon. It’s patronized by men who don’t have sex regularly, commonly due to busy work schedules that have to be, in order to make ends meet. It’s not a working class thing alone though, rich people do it too. The affluent call it differently: call girls & escorts. Women in this category charge several hundreds of Pounds Sterling at least, per night. Sex is a commodity and controlled to a large extent by organized crime. Powerful criminals, who are among the wealthy and respected in society, run chains of brothels, motels, hotels, casinos & other commercial organizations that permit paid sex as a ‘value added service’ to their operations. Nonetheless it’s not official, they just look the other way when it happens. The proceeds are high, and the further up the chain of command it goes, the bigger the share is.

Prostitutes are known to be poor, belonging to the working poor of society. Yes, call girls who ‘service’ rich and powerful men earn more, but they’re not the majority. Like taking on many other professions, prostitution is a choice, but when women don’t have enough to eat and feed their families and can’t get jobs because employment is largely reserved for men, a significant number of women, as a last resort, turn to prostitution. There are also drug addicts among prostitutes, who additionally also have an expensive habit to finance: the addiction to hard drugs like Crack, Cocaine, Heroin, Crystal Methamphetamine and other variations. These women spend the little they get on ‘scoring’, which is the process of shooting up drugs through your veins.

Too little is done worldwide to assist prostitutes. They’re looked down upon & insulted for living the harsh lives that they do. What people often fail to realize is that prostitution is closely related to poverty & working poverty. It’s not unusual to find prostitutes who come from broken homes. They never had the blessing of being raised right by loving parents, in a home that secured them and nurtured their ambitions. Instead, they experienced cruel things like being raised by single, abusive, and /or drug-addicted parents. They grew up in crime-riddled neighborhoods, where decent jobs are largely non-existent & the agonizing pain of poverty, which inflicts hunger, starvation, deprivation & indignation, bites hard every day. In those situations, they did the best they could & it often meant crime, because crime is the pervasive form of employment there. Men sell drugs or go into robbery and women resort to prostitution. It’s a reality you don’t wish onto anybody!

I’ve slept with prostitutes before. I didn’t get laid & craved for sex. Being far from perfection, I’m no saint. I patronized prostitution because it was affordable & readily available. I played safely but the risk of getting sexually transmitted diseases and/or HIV/AIDS is ever present therein, regardless of the precautions you take. Many prostitutes keep condoms with them, but getting sex diseases from them is very easy. Drug addicted prostitutes also contend with the risk of getting HIV/AIDS by sharing syringes, needles, knives & other sharp tools they use to take drugs. So prostitution is somewhat a bedrock of sexually transmitted diseases and/or HIV/AIDS.

In my experience with prostitutes, I’ve learned that they’re just people like you and me. They have hopes and fears & and are affected by what goes on in society, like everybody else. They’re down to Earth & normal people… living a f*cked up life. Where there’s life, there’s hope and it could be worse, they could be dead but they fight on every day, like valiant soldiers who refuse to be defeated. Women who work in prostitution shouldn’t be called derogatory names like ho, hooker or bitch. They’re sisters, daughters, mothers, aunties & humans. They deserve respect, regardless of what they do. If you don’t live the life of another person and don’t go through its experiences, how can you have a right to judge that person? You don’t! When you point a finger at someone, you have three fingers pointing back at you. Respect people for who they are: human. And they have just as much right as you to live and be!

I care for prostitutes. I choose to. Here in Lagos, you see ladies as young 16 going into the trade. It’s heart-breaking. Sometimes when I look at them and they look back, I see the pain in their eyes. They look at me, asking why they must live this hardship, with their look. To succeed in this world, you by and large have to come from a sheltered upbringing, a home. Yes, there are people who made it from rags to riches but they’re few and far apart. The reality is that the vast majority of people who don’t come from homes and/or were born in and live in poor, crime-riddled neighborhoods, don’t make it successful in life. They succumb to a life of crime, vices and prostitution. So you who is reading this, though we’re different from each other, we in actual fact belong to the privileged of the world. We’re educated, skilled, were born and raised in homes by parents/guardians who more commonly than not cared about us and ’til this day, we STILL live in homes! We are the fortunate in the world because the vast majority of people in the world are poor and exposed to crime. We can therefore not imagine what that reality is like. We therefore also don’t have the right to criticize them because we simply would not know what we’re talking about, simply because we never went through it and are STILL not going through it. Success in this world is living in a home, eating regularly & having a legitimate source of income. Most people just don’t do that!

If governments around the world can afford to spend billions of Pound Sterling for ‘recreational/leisure activities’, like the World Cup, the Olympics & national/continental & international tournaments in other sports, at least every year, then they can also easily develop and fund programs for the rehabilitation of prostitutes! Even powerful politicians like Italy’s Berlusconi patronize prostitution with their Bunga Bunga sex parties! So everyone takes advantage of it but nobody wants to fix it. Typical!

If you help prostitutes, you help families because women who are empowered, empower their own families. Empowered families create prosperous communities, where crime is low and socio-economic development high. Help prostitutes! Care for them! They’re people just like you and me and are not any less. They never were and will never be!

This article is dedicated to all prostitutes, call girls, escorts and sex workers around the world, who commonly have to live through far more hardship in society than any other demographic. Despite their miseries, my heart goes out to them!

Recommended further reading:

The Economist: Prostitution

Prostitution Research & Education

Wikipedia: Prostitution

Wikipedia: Prostitution By Country

Wikipedia: Prostitution Of Children

The Guardian: Campaigners Protest Against UN Stance on Prostitution

Equality Now: UN, Listen To Survivors – Don’t Jeopardize Efforts To Prevent Sex-Trafficking

Women Of Grace: War On Women Continues; UN Wants To Legalize Prostitution

Cheryl M. Toth: The Definition & Facts Of Prostitution

The Covering House The Prostitution Staistics You Have To Know

Modern Slavery & Human Trafficking: FAQs

Veronica’s Voice: Statistics

In Sub-Saharan Africa, jobs are scarce. Those who have it, clutch onto it and those who don’t, suffer daily to get it. It’s a man’s world out here and getting by as a man is hard enough. What is it like then for females?
Near absolute gender inequality ensures the fewest are employed. Often the work that are available to women, are underpaid and of low quality. This doesn’t just create a glass ceiling, but an entire floor between male and female workers.

The reality facing youths is that getting prepared for a career is daunting task. There aren’t enough places open for undergraduates at university, as there are far more high school leavers who apply. A significant amount of unemployment is already created in this demographic. Often, the average 3 or 4 year period of studying for a degree is extended by at least half the study time, due to strikes of higher education lecturers who battle government yearly over insufficient salaries. The students become older but rarely take on life and/or transferable skills in the forced abstention. When they do graduate, the fact is that employers don’t seek fresh graduates but workers who have experience in one job or another. Many graduates move back in their parents’ home as a result and simply watch as life passes them by. They become restless and take things into their own hands: they either resort to crime or prostitute themselves softly, by courting people with disposable income.

Sugar daddies are older men who date younger women strictly for sexual benefits. They don’t care about their sex partners, they only pamper them enough to get laid, regularly. The young women who give it up are in their prime youth, the phase in their lives where they can be the most productive. Succumbing to the way things are though, they swallow their pride and accept a form of sexual enslavement.

It’s general Black African culture to be conservative about things regarding sex and public affection. It’s normal in Africa to see married couples not holding hands. Because nothing is said about it, a lot is assumed about matters relating to love and sex. Ignorance is widespread in both educated and uneducated people concerning sex. Sex education isn’t implemented in high school curriculum so teenagers learn about sex the hard way: trying it out for themselves without any guidance or insight. HIV and sex-related diseases are thus rampantly passed on between sex partners, who enjoy ‘trying out’ new partners regularly. There exist many people who prefer having raw sex, without the use of a condom. They say it feels better and it does, but it also makes them completely vulnerable to sex diseases. Since they have the money, they have their way with their money-desperate lovers. All types of diseases are thereby passed on without the receiver realizing it. By the time the symptoms show, it’s already too late and permanent damage usually follows.

The most unfortunate aspect of the nightmare is that jobless young women often intend to get pregnant from their sugar daddies, to get the easiest form of self-sufficiency: being a wife! Therefore, they willingly throw themselves in harm’s way, just to finally make it out of the family nest and be part of the rest of the world. It’s common however to see young women abandoned on their own, while being pregnant. Sugar daddies often leave once it gets sticky. They refuse to accept the babies as their own and move on to other women, eager to buy into their crap. Loads of women have been mistreated this way. It’s made an informal rule in Nigerian society, for example, to have any couple that has a pregnancy to marry. Not observing this rule concludes in a violent backlash from the young mother’s family.

Denying babies isn’t a phenomenon specific to developing countries as it is prevalent in developed countries as well. Lack of enlightenment produces a myriad of problems young women go through to no fault of their own. They can’t really be blamed for wanting to become pregnant to get ahead, in the face of dire poverty and stark desperation. What needs to be done is governments and community leaders/institutions such as schools and universities need to implement sex education and HIV/AIDS awareness in their curriculum to foster more people who are conscious of their sexual health and risks facing it. Exploiting a female because you want sex is pretty low. You can do so much better with your time like doing what you love and then making a vocation of it. Women aren’t sex objects. They’re to be gratified as infinitely more. Leaving a woman in pain of being used by another man is not fulfilling your civic duties as a man or as a people. Young women need all the help they can get. It’s a rough world out there and many girls get used unscrupulously. Give a female a hand and show her there’s still hope in the world. You may be the beginning of her long deserved recovery.

Recommended further reading: Wikipedia – Teen Pregnancy

“I’m ugly. Your momma wouldn’t want me around you. I’m filth. People call me white trash. I used to dream but now I know my dreams turned against me. They weren’t even given to me – I saw it on TV. I used to be a huge pop fan, I’d do anything to see Britney. In the beginning we were just having fun. My friends & I would dance to videos & learn all the moves. We’ve got fake IDs so we’d go clubbing & perform everything. The guys loved us! Shots, drinks, VIP, sex in the ladies’ room, we’d try everything out. After-parties, everywhere would be a gig. If the boys were halfway cute, we’d go back to their place, their friend’s place, hotels, motels, parks, alleys, nowhere would be off limits. Girls just wanna have fun. Right? What’s wrong with that? I used to get straight A’s, I wanted to be an astronaut. The first woman on Mars. Hey, a girl can dream, right? I never had a male role model, my dad left us when I was 5. My momma’s been going from one bad boyfriend to another. She can’t stay alone. We never had much, momma’s never home. She works two jobs & a third on weekends. I watch TV, call my girls & surf on Bebo, Twitter & MySpace. Boys lie to you! They force you into having sex then tell everyone about what you look like. I lost my virginity at 12. He said he loved me so I believed him. Now, I’ve learnt to use what they want against them & now I make them beg. I’m never gonna marry, true love doesn’t exist. Boys are stupid & are too dumb to protect what they’ve got. We’ll always use them to get rich. Music is life. Britney is my favourite. I’ve got all her albums, I supported her during her meltdown. Real fans don’t just desert you when you’re down. I was the biggest Christina & Jennifer fan. I love them so much. I love glam & glitter. I dress like it & I’m hard to resist. But they do. Adults act like they care about us, but they really don’t care about us. Nobody does! If they did, we’d not get ignored so much, they’d listen to what we have to say & take us seriously. Because we’re under-age we shouldn’t be allowed to have a voice? They’re adults & they behave like children themselves and they make the decisions! Society loves looking down on us, they don’t listen so they’ll never understand us. That’s why we shut ourselves away! I escape into my own world, my friends do too, everybody does! And that’s why my music is so important to me, because the artists know what we’re talking about, they’ve been there & we share it in their songs, intimately. Just them & us. If you don’t have money, like folks round here, other people don’t even look at you. They don’t take you seriously. How can we hang out with better friends when the clowns don’t even wanna hang around with us? We go to an overcrowded school, live in a small town with no future, everyone’s going away, and hold on to each other. We’re 5 girls in our clique – best friends! We’re always there for each other. We don’t do anything wrong. I never meant to start smoking… it just happened. Two of my friends are pregnant, one’s a pothead, the other’s clinically depressed & cuts herself since she witnessed her dad blow his brains out. He was a war vet, unable to co-op with governmental neglect & life back home. Stars are us, because they’re normal people like us. They’re not snobs like the middle-class. Yeah, so I watch music videos all day. I learn more about life than a lot of educated folks. We’re smart, but we’re not gonna go to college. They don’t let people like us in. Life is short & we’re all 16 but we know we’re older than our age. We’re gonna support each other always. This world doesn’t care about you so you have to own it: Make that money & then rub it in their face! ‘Cause then all the people who never even glanced at you will flock around you, wanting to be your best friends. All of a sudden they’ll be down with your lifestyle & where you came from & will claim to understand you so well. They’ll always think because they’re so educated & from ‘good homes’, they’ll be cleverer than you & you wouldn’t be able to tell they’re mocking & using you. And that will be the greatest revenge we could ever get!”

She looks out the window of the caravan she’s living in. Dilapidated, abandoned houses are dotted around the trailer-park she’s a resident of. Dirt roads, tall trees & crows circling over the dry farms across the landscape. No city-civilization far & wide. Just an old, tiny, gas station half a mile before camp entrance.

“When that day comes, I’m gonna be beautiful. Everyone’s gonna call me pretty & no one will call me a slut or say I’m easy. Women twice my age are gonna have face-lifts & implants to look like me & big brands will be offering me big deals. I’ll be living in a mansion & then they’re gonna film it & show it on TV. I’m gonna drive luxury cars they’ll only dream of & my lifestyle will be like that of my older sisters – the superstars who came from the bottom up! The girls & me will be different but would have never changed! Our families would be the rich people I hate, but with a lot of soul in them. Since this country doesn’t care about us, we’ll take care of ourselves… and only look out for the younger generations living in our lives right now, because we’ll share with them all our pains. They’ll have older siblings to look up to in us & copy everything that we do. And they won’t care & neither will we because we’ll all know we’re not gonna be judging no one. Not like society! They’ll show us true love so we’ll give them our hearts. Then, the society is gonna label them bad & knock down their confidence but never dare to call us anything like that. Because they will worship us like their GODS & they will fall to our every whim! All despite the fact that those very fans, our loyal, genuine supporters would simply be living the lives my girls & I are living now. And they wouldn’t see anything wrong with that… you cannot call them hypocrites – it’s a waste of breath! When that day comes, we’ll be offered a lot of money to publish our autobiographies & tell our stories. And you will be worth a lot too, dear diary!”

She takes a deep breath, then turns & looks at her baby, sleeping behind her chair, in the cradle. His eyes are shut tightly, he sleeps peacefully in absolute harmony.

“I’ve now realized life is what you make it. I never thought I would have the most beautiful gift, so early in life already. In this world, I’m rags but my blessing is bigger than their entire worth. When you’re beautiful inside, you have to do it the way the videos show it because that’s the only way you get money. Then, you can protect what you have on the inside & deceive them with the outside. They’re gonna think you’re fake, a low-life, just a cheap, plastic whore! And that’s OK, because you’re playing them all for a fool. Then when you’re at the top, you become shielded from society anyway, because you’ll be in a fortress on a hill. And you’ll have your beauty protected anyway, so it won’t matter if your mask comes off. Society pretends like we don’t exist, so we learn to play the game the way we can: The way the stars, who came before us, did it & are showing us the way, exactly. We have to take what we want & own them. We’re smarter than them, but they think we’re dumb. They underestimate us & that’s why we’ll win. Everything we are now, is everything they’ll wanna be, when that time comes! Because we’ll make it look cool, like we watch it everyday on TV. Just like the system does it! Because behind the ‘bimbo-mentality’ of every dumb blonde, is a cunning & calculated puppeteer, playing them all by the strings!”

The above writing is a work of fiction from an overactive imagination. Any resemblance of the lead characters to any person living or dead, is purely coincidental. The themes the story touches upon are real & there to mirror the effects of the ‘sophistication’ of modern society on the least economically-empowered people.

Oversexualization of females

Jobs are liberalized to women but they are still oversexed to male delight. → Tight, mini skirts, deep cleavages etc → Double standard → TV: newscasting, presenting, entertainment industry. This doesn’t create gender equality – it’s a double standard! Women may work along now but men are still superior by enjoying their sexual enslavement.

-Women employed as a commodity, a staple of global delight for men.

One man to many women & nobody sees anything wrong with that (prime example: Hip-Hop videos). What happened to monogamy? What happened to fidelity? It’s socially accepted when men do it: It’s a status symbol, it’s seen as an alpha-male characteristic of success (the ueber-provider). When a woman does it, the aforementioned virtues are thrown back in her face & she’s slutty, vile, a bad woman etc. This is HYPOCRISY! ->We may live in the Information Age, but we’re still primitive animals, deep down inside. Females respond to muscle! It’s genetic, wired into their DNA codes. In the Stone Age, it was the alpha-male who was more successful in ‘mating’ a female. Not because of his primate-good looks, but because the female felt she would get the two crucial virtues to her existence: Food & Protection. Mr tall- skinny-&-lanky wasn’t exactly a contender in that regard. As simplistic as it sounds, it holds a lot of weight, irrelevant of the diversity in body types today, or how sophisticated women have become. The frame of a muscular man isn’t there to stimulate a woman mentally, she’s not exactly going to cue on to protein-based-muscle-development conversations, is she? She responds to them in a subconscious way. Even if she’s not into hunky guys, she still notes psychologically that (if need be) she can get (some form of physical) protection from him… or manipulate him to use his brawn to her favor – whichever she prefers! The point is, women are attracted to muscle. So, this basic principle has become bastardized all around the world. Male non-commitment is the new ‘cool’ in (sexual) relations with females. Therefore, the misconception of success as a man, through fornicating with with as many women as possible, has been conditioned upon many members of recent generations (from Generation X to Millennials). Monogamy & fidelity are thrown out of the window. Men pursue lust & adultery because they yearn recognition in society, e.g. the ladies’ man. In a world of 7 billion people, who doesn’t want to stand out? Even if you’re not built like a wrestler: Sleeping with multiple women, as an averagely-built or scrawny guy, allows you to ‘walk with the giants’. You earn the respect of alpha-males & are increasingly given that respect outside that circle. You’re a STUD!

-Women don’t like to be 100% of the time, always ‘sexy’, half naked in kinky clothes, deep cleavages, tight dresses, etc. Pyjamas, sweaters, coats, jumpers, long-sleeved shirts – COMFORTABLE CLOTHES are a big hit too, because they’re not primarily wearing it to make guys happy, but themselves & what’s wrong with that? But this millennium must have not got the memo. It’s the 21st century! Duh! Silly me.

It’s OK for a guy to look like he just woke up… all day long but it’s a mm-mm, no-no when a girl does the same thing. How many of you girls reading feel (enormous) pressure to look your best in these times… all the time? YOU? Well, your problem has  been halved because you just got some closure. Looking sexy 24hrs a day – does that even sound natural? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so to the admirer a woman IS sexy, regardless of what she looks like in the morning or appears like through the day! Why then still care about what other people think? Somewhere along the way of evolving to ‘modern society’, we decided to substitute our perception of beauty with trends of the wider public. The fashionable thing of the near future will probably be to revert to that original form, then we’ll really be oh-so-sophisticated. My, my – such class! Moreover, when a woman feels sexy, no one can tell her otherwise. So, people’s perceptions are just background noise; it’s what’s in your head that matters! The keyword of the day is SHARING: From everything in your personal life right down to your intimacies. What was once used to be private pleasure, has now become public right! I mean, come on, why aren’t I allowed to see what your boobs look like? Of course I’m not your boyfriend! See? I just qualified. Oh, get with the times, will you? It’s the 21st century!

No longer is hot, raunchy clothing confined to the bedroom. Haute Couture is now excessively influenced by seductive-wear. Because sex is one of the most primal needs of humankind, it has become exploited ruthlessly to gauge everyone to it, coercing them to buy into the trend of sexy-everything. The result? SEX SELLS! The ‘lady in the streets, freak in the sheets’ adage has unfortunately been reduced to ‘slut in the bedroom, tramp in public’. Once again, I do not mean any verbal abuse to women in this regard, I’m solely directing my brutally-honest criticism to the rationale of the greater societal system we (have to) live in. Us people have nothing to do with it, live your life!

What was once ‘Kiss but don’t tell’ has turned to ‘Snog, tweet & facebook about it’. There goes the self-respect.

Oversexing & all the above, condition females, especially young ones, to ultimately believe they’re aesthetic goods & are only there to satisfy male desires. They start to think they can pretty much only succeed if they become ‘sexy’, doll/kitten-like, in addition to voluntarily dumbing themselves down & repressing their numerous, multiple gifts & strengths. All hail the Bimbo-Mentality! There’s a saying that goes a man uses his intelligence to get ahead in life, while a woman intending to succeed, dumbs herself down. A tremendously chauvinistic statement to women, agreed, but when you think about it, there’s a lot of truth to it… because that’s the society we (chose/choose) to live in today. And this reality dawned upon a lot of women out there, trying to make it in life. Forget the fact you’re analytical & reverse-suplex most people down with your arguments in a debate; to stand a good chance at life-success, act really girly, wear kinky, sexy, (pink) mini-outfits with a big smile & act really dumb to general knowledge & common sense. You’ll be getting offers/referrals in no time. You see, contrary to what you may (definitely) think, you’ll be totally cute! Us guys love that stuff! I mean, who wouldn’t want to date you? Boys get schooled, grow up, become men – or overgrown boys, work (hard) & live their lives, doing their thing. The female version of that is increasingly succumbing to societal sexualization etc, not because they’re sluts but because they’re following the trend… of this sick & twisted world. OOPS, typo… how did that slip in there?



So then, they’re called bimbos, gold-diggers, cold-hearted b*tches, corporate prostitutes (sleeping to the top) etc. If chauvinism, the glass ceiling & gender inequality didn’t exist, they wouldn’t have to (among other things) do that, to begin with! So women understood the game & are basically making  away with the gains they can. That, in turn, goes to show how immensely cunning & intelligent they are. But they’re only living in such reality because men overwhelmingly put them there, in the first place!

Women existing as aesthetic commodities contributes in part to human trafficking & sexual slavery. I recommend further reading eBooks Sex Trafficking of Women in the United States & Trafficking in women for sexual exploitation, they’re ridiculously informative!  There are more obvious reasons the organized crime is carried out, particularly from socio-economic points of view, but trading lives just to get laid plays a big role nonetheless. Mail Order Brides are mild examples of sex slavery, many of the girls are in it to escape poverty. Now, are you telling me every one of those girls genuinely want to spend the rest of their lives, serving a master, then kneeling before him, unzipping his trousers and… ? Didn’t think so.

HUMAN TRAFFICKING & SEXUAL SLAVERY = FEMALE EXPLOITATION! I highly recommend grabbing a copy of & watching ‘Shuttle’ & ‘Taken’. They treat the issues fantastically & are great movies.

In Showbusiness, women are de facto forced to exploit their sexuality, by revealing their anatomy & private parts provocatively in public. Think about it: Women are regularly in half-naked attires, barely covering their bits, while the men in showbusiness are almost always completely cloaked up in suits, coats, jackets etc. If a man wants to be sexual in public, he’ll leave the first three buttons of his tailored shirt undone. Wooh, get ’em tiger! In contrast, this clearly makes women a staple for men’s sexual gratification & the participating women seem to be fine with it because that’s the industry & the industry is gender-inequality-promoting to females! Even when it’s ‘advocating’ girl power, it showcases it in a, to females, sexually-exploitative way: Yeah, go ahead & take on the world, but show some skin while you’re at it, hunny! Need a general example? Try glamour modelling.

Women are influenced to pose their rears, while making sexual innuendos to snapping-photographers. By making this the norm of the day, it’s desensitized Western-pop-culture-embracing societies (including the one I come from) to universally accept such subtle elements of soft pornography. And you thought there wasn’t a perv in you! How many women engaging in this charade actually want to act ‘sexy’ for hours on end in public & have a thoroughly good time doing it? Even adult stars have their reservations deep inside, I bet – they’re only human! Doesn’t that signify a blatant form of female exploitation? When you’re, however, offered a hefty cheque with more zeros in it than a loser, I guess even the most prudish Goody Two-Shoes will unhesitatingly bare & shake it all for the paparazzi. When you pimp yourself out, you strive to look sexy because it has been made to look glamorous for, at least, the past two decades. The images in mainstream media entertainment shows, motion picture, music videos & showbusiness – they all depict successful women being really happy with life because they’re oh-so-SEXY!And everybody else outside that glamorous bubble wants in & works hard to become sexy as well because that is, after all, where the success lies: The big break; the escape from the rat-race. What (seemingly) the majority of the masses fail to realize, is that the actors in the bubble are just that – ACTORS! Because the life they represent in those worlds don’t exist – THEY’RE ALL FAKE! That’s why their smiles are fake – from the lips. The events they showcase are : “Superhot guy meets summer-model babe & the sun is shining. The sky is is blue & the GDP of the neighbourhood is like $500 million, despite the recession. Everyone is young, attractive & super-rich! The guy & girl glance at each other & instantly connect, it’s LOVE AT 1ST SIGHT! They smile at each other & ooh, they look so good, it’s obvious they’re soulmates. They jump into his bright-yellow, supercharged, limited-edition, convertible sports car & drive off into the sunset, care-free to God-knows-where. She fully trusts him, this absolute stranger & they share the most romantic evening ever together, in his lush, city-centre penthouse overlooking the city lights. They then spend the night making hot, sizzling, endless rounds of utter-passionate love, with no indication of using any protection since you never see them stop to fetch condoms out the bedside-drawer. HIV/AIDS probably don’t even exist, they’re all SUPERHOT, SEXY & OH-SO-SUCCESSFUL and embody EVERYTHING everybody else who’s human in the world would desire. We’re not stupid, just stuck in the rut between a bad economy, a dead or dying job market & a lousy job that’s barely keeping us broke. So, we invest our consciousness into the quest to sexiness because THAT’S THE LIFE & EVERYTHING BECOMES PERFECT WHEN YOU’RE SEXY! SEX SELLS, both ways. It’s not like you don’t know what to do: Shake It, Baby!

“… I don’t know the reason but I always feel persecuted, whenever a person disturbs my area, I feel like it’s an attack on me. I learnt that word yesterday: I overheard my father pronouncing it from the dictionary, he spoke out the meaning… persecution.”

(She pauses )

” Here, there are many birds, but they only come out in the morning. Once it’s hot, they rest in the shade. My mother says they’re like people, they’re lazy!”

(She pauses)

“In school, my teacher knows how to use her GSM like a computer: Sometimes she sends letters & then my other teacher’s phone rings!” 

(She pauses)

“One day, I’m going to have a big house that I will have a big celebration in, with all my family. I’ve seen it before: Sometimes, I stop in the town centre & watch the TV. It has satellite & all the people sit on the ground & watch the TV. You can watch films, the men like to argue whenever football is on the TV. But I can’t stay when they show other women, they have a time when you can see fashion but I must return to fetch water because my mother is sick. “

(She pauses)

“I don’t know anywhere, this is my home. We have some farms around us but everywhere is bush. Sometimes snakes come to visit us but the neighbor’s sons kill them, because our house are together.”

(She pauses)

“Snake meat is good, they can sell it for very expensive. In the city, they like to eat python.”

(She pauses)

“My brother is after me, then I have 2 sisters. They’re very young, so I must take care of them a lot. My brother helps to clean the house. He can boil water & cook some food from the stove. But we only use that when my father is around. The kerosene is expensive, so we use the firewood that the traders sell us. They pass by every two weeks.”

(She pauses)

“It doesn’t matter if I don’t go to school a lot, my mother says I have to be a woman so that they will find a man for marriage & provide for the family. We sleep together in one room, I’m waiting to make it better. They don’t know because I don’t tell them but one day when I’m going to get money, I’m going to build a new house for them & we will have smooth floor & windows & iron door. They will think I’m rich because it’s going to have a generator set & a ceiling fan & radio. My brother & sisters will have a big bed & radio. My mother will have her own TV, a new one, so she can watch all the fashion inside her bed.”

(She pauses)

“My father came back yesterday but he has returned in the afternoon. He works at the coast in the town, he collects rubbish & sells. Whenever he comes back he always brings something along. We’ have collected a wall clock, a teddy bear, a little table, even pots to cook. Yesterday, he brought some books with the dictionary. Daddy was a postman, the post closed down & sacked him. When the war broke out, we lost everything. I was little, my brother was inside my mother’s stomach when we ran away with my father, into the bushes. We were hiding from the militia. I still remember there were other families with us, all of us were crying. When anyone would hear something, we would all be quiet. Then when it go again, we would cry again. We lived in the bush for 9 months, my brother was born there. All the families supported my mother & they prayed for my brother. They always said he was special, that he is a blessing to us. One of the men told me to watch after him because my brother will become our guardian.”

(She smiles)

“After the war, we did not return, everywhere was burnt down & it was not safe so we returned to the coast. They formed a community there & this our home. My sisters were born here, they are twins. Some girls here have been taken far away, to the city. They are going to sell their body to buy food. Their mothers here are upset but they are feeding their children. One of them, I know, is from my class. She is 13, the rest are 15, maybe 17.”

(She pauses)

“I haven’t eat since yesterday. I always get headache & my stomach hurts. When we were hiding in the bush, we would eat big pig & everyone would eat together. There was plenty food because there was no money, many animals & bush. We had a fire in the night and slept because the animals were afraid of fire. I can’t give my body to a man & collect money for it. I am special. I wouldn’t know how much to tell him to pay. My father is abused sometimes because he smells bad, when he returns from work, but they don’t know he used to work in an office. He was a postman & he can read & write. He has finished school! Many who abuse him don’t work, they just sit around all day & look at people everyday. My mother tells me to stay away from them… I don’t like them!”

(She pauses)

“Money is bad: People kill each other for money. People steal & do bad things, all because of money. But I want money! So that I can have a lot, to buy my father an office again & a car. He will wear nice clothes & smell good all the time. And then I want to marry a gentleman. He will take care of me & treat me nice. I want many children & my brother & sisters will know them very well. And when they have their children, they will all play & grow up together.”

(She smiles)

“I dream one dream & it always return many nights: That I will be a queen of town & a very important lady. I will be on TV & not the one sitting on the ground. I will wear a long, royal dress & many jewels. I will provide work for all women & all the girls will be given many good meals every day, so they will not be hungry anymore. And they won’t have to sell their body for bad price. Because they’re special, too. I will make a school for them, where they are taught to do anything they want & when they leave, they will become everything they want. I will make peace everywhere so that there will be no more war & nobody will have to live inside the bush. And they won’t have to sell snake for money or kill big pig to eat. My mother will have a doctor visit her & treat her at home & she will become well & play with us. I won’t be walking early in the morning before school to fetch water from the next town, again. I won’t be carrying heavy jerrycans for 2 hours every day to my house, so that we can eat, drink, cook & bath. I will buy a water pump, like they have in where I take water.”

(She pauses)

She looks out into the bright, empty, dried-shrub-covered landscape, marked by a few Baobab trees, amid the scorching heat. In her hands, she’s holding a little branch: She had been peeling at it ever since. She’s clothed in rags: Her blouse is so dirty it’s brown & her shorts are, in several places, patched up – her father’s work. Resting against the wall of her home, she sits on the ground outside, in the shade; listening to the eagles vocalizing & watching as they glide through the sky, hardly flapping their wings for minutes. She looks at the poster on a wall, opposite her. It’s a news article, tattered, with the bold headline ‘SUPERSTAR: AFRICAN POP PRINCESS ON WORLD TOUR; PROMOTES OWN RURAL POVERTY ALLEVIATION SCHEME’. It’s got a large image of a smiling adolescent girl in large sunglasses & designer clothes, holding a naked child & surrounded by local villagers cheering her. That must be what it’s like when you’ve arrived! Next to the young girl is her jerrycan, ready for refilling from the next hour’s walk.

She looks deep at the image, gradually returning to her reality. Her stomach is still churning & her headache’s worse.

“I know you understand what I mean.” she says, still looking at the poster, in a heart-breaking tone. As she looks back out again, into the open, blazing-hot, barren wilderness, she mumbles quietly to herself:

“We are the same!”

The above writing is a work of fiction, based on real issues, to paint a picture of the combination of sociocultural & economic conditions that breed abject poverty & create the ecosystems necessary to torment & exploit rural girls, in the 21st century. Any resemblance of the characters to any people living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writing is composed in subtle forms of African vernacular English.