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Wednesday, June 25, 2014


I want you to put yourself for a moment into the head of a sex trafficking victim.  If you could get to a phone and call 911 and get help you would right?  

So what is the difference between calling 911 which we're taught from practically birth (I've seen two year olds call 911 when mom had a heart attack) which you can even call on speed dial on some cell phones - and the National Trafficking Hotline put together by Polaris?

Well if you don't speak English - that would be one good reason.  So let's say you're one of these Asian trafficking victims brought in from China to work at their chain of massage parlors across the country.   These women mostly speak only Mandarin.  They are put to work in the brothels as part of their work visa to enter the country  -so literally as long as they're working at a legal US company they have the right to be in this country.  They are photographed in pornographic poses with members of their family like sisters or brothers.  These photos are kept as "collateral" should they decide to get out of their contract - or go to law enforcement.  Law enforcement can then send them home by deporting them.  Then the traffickers can show these photos to the Chinese government - and they will receive the death penalty because over there incest is met with such a punishment.  Has there been a case of this done?  Yes - the families even get the bullet sent to them that was put through their relative's head as a souvenir.  

But at least if you are a trafficking victim and you speak Mandarin you can call the National Trafficking Hotline and speak to someone in Mandarin.  

How would you know to call them instead of 911?  The billboards that I've seen are in English.  I don't know if they advertise in Chinese newspapers.  I don't know because I can't read Mandarin to find out.  

But for the sake of this discussion - let's stick with English.  I would tend to think that someone would call the National Trafficking Hotline instead of 911 for reasons like this:  This article shows how prostitutes are routinely brutalized by police.  No one believes them and I know of no case where a prostitute has won a police brutality case against a police officer in this country yet.   The problem here about them lying to gain access to the sex worker is that any evidence found that would be something you could prosecute the trafficker over - would then be inadmissible in court if it were argued that entrance was obtained through deception.   You would totally validate the prosecution of the trafficker by lying.  So I'm not sure the logic here they had by lying to get access.  But it's not unusual - every prostitute, stripper, etc. that I've spoken to has said that the cops lie.  I know when I was arrested once for prostitution I told the officer "there's been a mistake" and I was leaving the house when he stopped me and arrested me anyway.  At least the case was dropped - but he did lie.  Here's an eye witness speaking out about how the pimps are sometimes the police themselves - or the pimps are paying off the cops.  Here we have a case of a man who is frequenting the very prostitutes he's supposed to be "saving" er arresting.  Is he really out there then on the streets "rescuing" prostitutes - or is he merely arresting his girl's "competition"?  

In the Chris Butler case - he would not only arrest his "competition" to "his" girls -  but he would also threaten his girls with what would happen to them if they tried to leave or to "rat" him out to other police.  He was only arrested when one of his male investigators leaked information to the authorities.  He had to leak it because he was even afraid for his life.  Can you imagine how scared the prostitutes were?

We all know Eliot was the governor of NY when he was arrested for seeing a prostitute -  But a lot of people fail to remember when he was the NY District Attorney going after the arrest of both prostitutes and traffickers.  I'd be willing to bet none of the cases he investigated were the service he himself was using.  So wouldn't that mean he was investigating the "competitors" of the ring he used?  Wouldn't that have made him part of the trafficking ring at one time?  

Why is no one talking about this?  He made his apology to all of us (except Ashley and Kristin whose lives will never be the same after this) - but no one seemed to take notice that if he was arrested the competitors of his escort service provider then that would make him part of the trafficking ring then wouldn't it?  You'd say "no one forced" those escorts he saw to service him - but if he's the DA would you say no to him?   Where's the line drawn about "force"?

I do know that if one of the escorts in the agency he was using did feel they were being trafficked - would they have gotten a full prosecution of that pimp if they'd gone to him as the DA knowing the investigation might compromise him?  Interesting question to me no one seems to be asking.

But tell me - could any of these women call anyone in law enforcement knowing that law enforcement has been raping, beating, arresting, lying, pimping, etc. them?  

Which explains why they would not call 911 - but instead call the National Trafficking Hotline right?

Then why is it that in every city that I've been checking into lately - why is it that the heads of these "task forces" is law enforcement?  Or at least law enforcement is on the task force?  

Sex Workers Anonymous runs the only hotline for adult trafficking victims I'm aware of that is not connected with law enforcement.  We have a survivor answering the phones.  We do not report the calls to 911 - unless there is a child involved or there is a threat to harm oneself or another which is required by law.  

We can't pay $30,000 for a bill board.  But then again our experience has been that victims aren't allowed to write down numbers to trafficking hotlines while they're in the car - so I'm not sure we're losing anything there.  

So while there are calls that should go to the National Trafficking Hotline - aren't there calls where the victims don't feel they can call there for help because of the connection with law enforcement?  Shouldn't our number therefore be run right alongside of theirs if we're going to help ALL victims - and not just certain ones who are lucky enough not to have law enforcement be involved with their pimps?  Or where the pimp has made them do something so awful they're afraid to call the police?

I say that because I know some pimps will make them commit a murder so they're afraid to call the police and wind up being arrested themselves. 

Then who do they call?  Us.  

So how do we get our number out to these victims so they can call someone for help?

You tell me.


There seems to be a lot of misunderstandings about what our group does and who our members are. Let me try and clarify. We do not believe that everyone who is in the sex industry now needs to join our group anymore than Alcoholics Anonymous goes out trying to tell everyone in the world to quit drinking. They do not try and bring back prohibition. They do not condemn people who do drink. They do not believe people who drink are “bad people” nor do they believe everyone in the world has the disease of alcoholism.

Sex work is not a disease. Nor is sex trafficking. Sex Workers Anonymous is not on a crusade to drag everyone who is in the sex industry out of it nor are they trying to shame anyone who is in the sex industry. They are not trying to shut down strip clubs or the porn industry. We are not a branch of law enforcement trying to get traffickers and pimps arrested. Nor are we trying to make everyone who used to be in the sex industry or a trafficking victim join our group.

If you are happy in the sex industry – right on. If you are happy after you have quit the sex industry or been rescued without our group – double right on. Then we are not for you. If your group is out there working to help others to escape sex trafficking we are no more against you than we are the brothels. I say that because one of the guidelines of a 12 step group like ours is that we “have no opinion on outside issues”. Therefore we don't have any opinion on anyone in or outside of the sex industry.

Any opinions that the founder, or any member of SWA, speaks in public is either their personal opinion or the personal opinion of many individual members – but not that of SWA as a whole.

SWA is for two types of people – those who have trouble quitting the sex industry for any length of time and for those who find they need recovery after having done so. What that means is that some people who have quit the sex industry find they are suffering from “post prostitution syndrome” much in how an alcoholic can be a “dry drunk” after stopping drinking.

What does “post prostitution syndrome” look like? Here are some cases of people we have tried to reach out to over the years repeatedly to offer our help with this issue that have refused to take us up on our offer:

This woman actually owned a legitimate retail clothing store in Los Angeles that was nationally distributed. She's owned a pet boarding establishment and currently own a laundromat. There is no pimp and no pressing financial need to be doing these things she's doing. In Pahrump, Nevada where she lives - $9000 would pay her living expenses for a year. Her parrots alone could be a booming business. When she was in Celebrity Rehab, we tried many times to get through to Dr. Drew and the staff there to suggest she be taken to an SWA meeting. Her problem is clearly not just drugs and/or alcohol. She was not using drugs when I met her when she had first started befriending Alex, the Beverly Hills Madam. She has continued to associate with people in the business such as Dennis Hof who have no idea how to support anyone's clean time and recovery than try to fly. The man is loaded half of the time I try to speak to him on the phone or by email. I have been trying to extend outreach to Heidi since she was first arrested to no avail. This is exactly the warning predictions I gave her about what would happen to her if she did not work a program of recovery because of what I've seen happens to “us” otherwise.

Kristin Davis is another woman I tried to extend outreach to also when her arrest first hit the news. She not only insisted she was “completely out” of the sex industrywhen I reached out to her – but that she was now working with sex trafficking victims. She had even set up a sex trafficking rescue charity. I had told Kristin that unless she dealt with her own recovery issues – she not only would not be able to help anyone else stay out long term – but that she was also at risk of relapsing not just in prostitution but also back into a criminal lifestyle. I'm not saying she sold these drugs – but she would not have been able to have been set up in such a manner unless she was around the wrong people. One rarely gets arrested for such crimes if they are hanging around people who are clean, sober, and straight from sex work.

When I saw Jenna Jameson announce her retirement from doing porn at the AVN awards – the audience “boo'd” her. That's what I meant about how we do not receive support within the sex industry for our decision to quit. I was worried without that support that she might either relapse back into porn – or that she might damage her new marriage and new life because of “post-prostitution syndrome”. It makes keeping relationships very difficult. PPS also tends to cause severe mood swings. Since Jenna quit – she's lost her marriage and her children, been arrested, and announced her return to the porn industry. Yet every letter and email we've tried to get through to Jenna to offer her help through the steps to find recovery from PPS have not been answered.

Males also suffer from “post-prostitution syndrome”. I spoke to Jason after his high-profile arrest as I do whenever I hear about one of “us” getting arrested. He insisted to me that he did “not have a drug problem” and that he was going to start being a “matchmaker” instead of a pimp. I warned him that this was like trying to be an addict who only drank beer on the weekends – that it would not work. This is what happened after he stopped speaking to me.

Is this just something that happens to those in porn and prostitution? I did a Jerry Springer show once with the Rev. Bishop Don Juan. He had opened a church doing outreach to pimps showing them that “God can heal anyone”. When appearing on this show, Bishop was wearing the typical pimp costume. I told him that this was very dangerous – that if one continued to “walk like a duck” eventually one might “quack like a duck”. He then pointed out two other men who belonged to his church in the audience who were also dressed like pimps. Bishop then told me that by dressing as a pimp it allowed the other pimps to “feel comfortable” talking to him so they could come to his church. I pointed out that he needed to show them the way to “a different life”.

On the way out of this talk show, he and I had to share a cab. While in the cab I heard him yelling quite abusively to a woman he identified as “one of his baby mama's”. Evidently he was behind in his child support. I then told Bishop that often those of us suffering from PPS would get themselves into financial “jams” so they could “justify” returning to the sex industry. He just kept assuring me that I had no idea what I was talking about and that he would never return to being a pimp again. This is a clipping about that church from 1994.

The Rev. has returned to being a pimp again and even served as the “pimp minister” at Ice T's wedding. If this is his choice – I have no opinion. But I do wonder what happened to the men who used to go to his church that he was leading out of being pimps. Pimp do more damage than just one prostitute if you think about it because they're usually pimping anywhere from one to five women at a time and do so throughout their lives until they die.

at the hard time the most infamous pimp of all had when he wanted to “retire” and “go straight” as outlined in the documentary Ice T did on Iceberg Slim. While he wrote quite beautifully about life on the streets – grasping life after the streets was very difficult for him to do.

The reason why I do not join the bandwagon that “women enter prostitution because of being forced by poverty” is that this is just not the case across the board. Yes women who are in poverty will prostitute. But does that mean that all women only prostitute because of poverty and that solving the poverty issue will eliminate prostitution?

Look at the case of Suzy Favor Hamilton. This woman is married, has a business, is healthy, and was famous and receiving millions of dollars per year in endorsements. Yet she risked all of it to fly to Vegas not to even work in a legal brothel but for an escort service that was illegal for $600 an hour. Do not tell me that poverty is the reason why women prostitute. Nor can you convince me it's “all rape” when someone leaves their husband to fly to Vegas to do it.

I am not bashing these people. I am not violating anyone's “anonymity” because it's no secret what I'm speaking about nor are they members of SWA for me to break any confidence. These are the cases of people who have refused any attempt of ours to offer them help with their post-prostitution syndrome that is not solved or healed simply by time, money, a job, marriage, or even living in a “safe house”.

These people do not need a “safe house” in order to find recovery either. This issue is much more complex than this. Which is why I'm still trying to invite the above people, and anyone else who may be wanting to quit, or suffering from post prostitution syndrome to reach out to us for help. I don't mean “me” - I mean “us”. SWA is a worldwide group with 1,000's of members. I only answer the phone and do the outreach.

Which is why when I stand by and watch huge amounts of attention being diverted by “fake” survivors like Mam Samoly who are on the fund raising trail for “safe houses” I say they are diverting the attention off the real issues and what's needed for real solutions.

While everyone is listening to these “fake” victims they aren't listening to our members. Our members who are saying they can't move on with their lives because a simple background check is revealing their past in prostitution to prospective employers. Now while I applaud Polaris for bringing about laws that will seal up the records of minors – I say what about the adults?

Why am I not being allowed on the same legislature floor as them while they are speaking about the child victims to ask “what about the adults”? What about the adults who can't find work because of their records?

What about the men and women trying to leave porn who can't because their photos are all over the internet and they can't get them down because of a model's release they signed when they were most of the time under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol, and they did not have the prior advice of an attorney or someone like myself who would warn them how these pictures will come back to haunt them.

If you have not eaten in three days and someone offers you $100 to take your picture – you are not thinking about your job hunting ten years down the road. Those releases were obtained most of the time when the model was either under the influence, or undue stress was upon them. While everyone is trying to pass these trafficking laws to throw the pimps into jail for a longer time than the law that is already in place allows for – what about the fact we need to change the laws about these model releases so that these men and women can move on with their lives after having done these photos?

If you can't get a job and you have kids to feed guess what most wind up doing? If we want to help these men and women to leave sex work – then we need to help them make the road easier for them to do this without hitting road blocks.

If we were to take ½ of the attention that's been drawn off this subject by people holding fund raisers where no one knows where the money is going – maybe the real true life survivors who are trying to tell us what they need for them to move on with their lives now can be heard. But people are so busy blocking me out of their groups because they “don't like me” that they aren't listening to who I'm speaking for. These people can't speak for themselves. I'm already out there – and can. Just because you don't “like me” or “agree with me” doesn't mean you shouldn't be listening to what I'm trying to say.

When I first came out here speaking about trafficking being real no one wanted to hear that either. If I had let people chase me into silence – this whole movement I highly doubt would even be here when I look back at the history and development of this movement. There's not one person in this movement that can't trace it back to first Andrea speaking out about trafficking still existing, and then Linda Lovelace speaking out about trafficking existing in American porn, and then myself speaking out to say trafficking existed in all areas of the sex industry domestically back in the 1980's. Andrea, Linda and myself had huge numbers of people trying to silence us back then.

We need to be heard and we need more than “safe houses”. I should know as I also run the first and largest hotline for adult victims that's answered by a survivor and not connected with law enforcement that's answered over 500,000 calls to date – five times more than Polaris has answered.

If you don't want to listen to me – then you aren't listening to “us”.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Listen to Interviews with Members of Sex Workers Anonymous - and those Who also Work in this Field

Playboy to Prostitute -

Prostitute From Virginia -

Mob Boss Daughter Reveals Why Sometimes Prosecuting Isn't Such a Good Idea -

Brenda Myers-Power – Streets to Saving Kids:

HIV Positive Transgender Ex-Prostitute Speaks out -

Children of the Night -

Delores Day – Survivor Whose Own Children Were Trafficking -

Jewish Child Sex Trafficking Victim -

Ex-Pimp Reveals The Game -

Nevada Legal Brothel Prostitute Interview #1 -

Nevada Legal Brothel Prostitute Interview #2 -

Pennsylvania Prostitute -

Talk to a “Trick” -

Mother to Madam -

Sex Workers Anonymous Meeting -

History of Sex Workers Anonymous (formerly Prostitutes Anonymous)

History of Sex Workers Anonymous

I first came in contact with the issue of sex trafficking while also being “forced” to be in the sex industry in many different ways that were not so direct as a gun to the head. In order to try and understand this – think of the sex industry as having direct parallels to the meat industry.

Let me try and explain using this as a model. First of all, you have people who have pets they love and adore. They treat these animals as well, if not sometimes better, than they would children. They have groomers, eat foods cooked specially for them, wear designer clothing, and are watched over 24/7. They are not eaten, but instead loved. However, these pets are still kept on leashes and are not free to go where they wish.

Then you have farms which raise animals under very healthy conditions where they are kept “free range” and fed “vegetarian feed”. They are humanely slaughtered. Some are even blessed by a rabbi and ritually slaughtered so they feel no pain and then called “kosher”. In a Kobe beef farm in Japan – the cows are actually given massages so that they are happy and the meat is tender.

On the other side of the spectrum are the factories which don't even give a chicken room to turn around in their cages where their feet have never felt the earth. They are pumped full of hormones, chemicals and antibiotics before being horribly butchered in an assembly line in a huge plant. It's so dangerous to eat this meat nowadays that you have to clean the cutting boards with bleach and wash your hands after touching this type of meat.

Human trafficking also exists in every field. There are people who are forced to work in farming, the restaurant industry, cleaning houses, the fishing industry, and sweat shops. There have been stories of people who are confined, threatened, beaten, and worse in every field that's been told to us since telling stories began and we had slaves back in Egypt.

Sex trafficking exists in the sex industry in many forms. There are rings of gang members, cartels, mobsters, and other groups of people who use men, women, and children like cattle to staff strip clubs, brothels, hostess bars, massage parlors, escort services, on to even moving trucks that go out to the farms to service the ranchers and the cowboys.

Then there are the pimps. Domestic pimps in this country have evolved out of a generational system borne out of poverty. It started when a newly freed couple saw an opportunity to work together to get out of the poverty cycle they were in. The story of the “pork chop” is their roots. The man told his woman that if the slave owner gave her a pork chop – she was to give him ½. What was “hers was his and his was hers”. He then harnessed the earning power of many women and started parlaying their ability to attract men and their money into organizing each of them into a better future off the plantation. African American men were unable to find work after being newly “freed”. This left them to find their way initially using pimping, drugs, gambling, etc. in many cases. Things they did through the brothels that were then formed after they were freed. The slave owners had developed a “taste” for having sex with the women they had power over unlike they could with their wives.

This is the story told by Richard Pryor who watched his mother working in his grandmother's brothel. The women in this family system would start out working in prostitution. As they got older, pregnant, or disabled they would then become madams so they could teach the younger women “the game”. The men in this family became the pimps, the protection, the drug dealers, and the planners. Richard in his autobiography “Jo Jo Dancer” showed us he rejected this “family business” when he choose to become a comedian. But the fact remains that this system was one way some families chose to support themselves and “get ahead” after becoming freed slaves in this country.

Pimps are no different than anyone in any other profession. There are the “gentlemen” pimps that prostitutes will speak highly of. So highly that there's the case of a father-son team of pimps that were recently found not guilty because the women they pimped testified about how well they were treated in Allentown, Pennsylvania.

Of course “gorilla pimps” are also a reality. Those are the type that will literally kidnap men, women or even children, who are just walking down the street. They then rape them as part of the “turning out” ritual the pimps are taught which degrade a person so low they feel they can't return back home again because of the shame. Some go so far as to force their victims to commit crimes so horrible that in fear they'll go to jail they accept these new lives as their fate. Others are instructed if they don't do “as they're told” that their families back home will be murdered.

As the economy has suffered, men of every race have discovered a way to make money when they have nothing as pimps. This is why this country now has pimps of every race who share a past in poverty and a lack of education. The “streets” as they are called teach the men they can get ahead using drugs, crime and prostitution to do so.

The sex industry is huge. There are strip clubs, massage parlors, brothels, pornography production companies, adult bookstores, adult theaters, swing and sex clubs, escort services, outcall services, and even “topless maid” companies. Each one of these have people working in them besides just the person who is offering sex or even simulated sex as with webcam and phone sex operations. Think about the strip clubs – they have the owners, managers, bartenders, bouncers, cooks, waitresses', on down to even the guy who cleans up the club at closing.

Then there's the “related” businesses that are connected to, or supported by, the sex industry. There's the newspapers, magazines, and websites that advertise these operations. The website designers, the programmers, the graphic designers, the photographers, the make-up artists, hair stylists, nail salons, lingerie stores, on down even to the stores that supply oversized lingerie to the transgender prostitutes, strippers and porn stars. Porn has it's modeling agencies, whereas escort services have their managers, screeners, bookers, dispatchers, and even guys who drive the prostitutes to their appointments. There's even adult-themed motels that rent by the hour who don't make their mortgage strictly on the adulterers looking for an “afternoon delight”.

What about the billboards the strip clubs and even brothels pay money to use? The yellow pages that receive millions of dollars per year in advertising. The printing companies that print those little magazines, booklets and newspapers that go into the vending machines they have down on the corner, or the newsstands that sell these magazines. Of course there's also the adult magazines who employ many writers, photographers, graphic designers, printers, distributors, truck drivers, and the store owners who make money selling these products.

There's even been some attention lately into the issue of Google and Facebook both making money off the advertising and traffic connected to the porn and escort service industry – which also includes the legal brothels in this country in Nevada. Has anyone ever thought to ask how much money or a “vested interest” the cell phone companies has in the sex industry even? Let alone how much money the brothels are paying into the Nevada state treasury.

When you look at this industry you can see why I say that not “everyone” connected or in this industry is going to be one that's going to be in the category of being a “trafficking victim”.

Before I can explain why I opened the doors to Sex Workers Anonymous (formerly Prostitutes Anonymous), or even why we changed our name from Prostitutes Anonymous to Sex Workers Anonymous, I need to first explain the culture that I grew up in that I feel enticed me into the sex industry in the first place.

In 1971, the book “The Happy Hooker” came out. It became a best-seller. The movie “Deep Throat” was the first movie to leave the back alley adult theaters with five seats in them that had boxes of kleenex on them to being not only in a main stream theater – but something that adults who wanted to be perceived as “sophisticated” went to go see together with their friends. Mae West was considered a sex symbol and icon for women to empower themselves and to become something more than pregnant housewives churning out babies. She was adorned in furs, jewelry and compliments with much power over many men. Her movies used to also be on TV late at night so us insomniacs used to watch her and envy her world.

So when I went to work at a nightclub in the San Fernando Valley in California in the 80's – it was a world filled with celebrities, wealth, power, and what I viewed as freedom from the world I was living in at that time. I saw what appeared to be a “better world” where the cars were Bentley's and Rolls Royces, the houses were “south of the boulevard”, and we had men from the Jackson family coming down and having drinks with us when the club would close at night.

Contrast that to coming home to a schizophrenic abusive drug-addicted mother who would be trying to burn down the house one night when I came home from work – and you might see why I considered that world my ticket to freedom at the time. No one entices victims into the sex industry by showing them the bad side anymore than the tobacco industry uses photos of their cancer victims to promote the sales of their products either.

To understand my view on sex trafficking, as well as how one can become “addicted” to this lifestyle – peer into my world here for a minute that existed for me then. Let's take the brothel that the media is talking about that I was busted in back in 1984. This service was set up as a theater. Men would pay $250 to watch an adult movie with a nude hostess and the sex was free.

Because of how many cars would come to this place during any hour of the night and day – I had rented a warehouse by the railroad tracks where men coming and going wasn't noticed by people at home with their kids. Because this was a “legitimate” business, I would take no cash. My theory at the time was only criminals and undercover cops used it so I took only business checks and credit cards. This also allowed men to put “entertainment” on their company expense accounts.

The year was 1984 and Los Angeles had a record number of serial killers back then targeting prostitutes. I invite you to watch the movie “Frozen Ground” with Nicholas Cage that shows the uphill battle a prostitute had in trying to do something to stop a man who had killed probably up to 30 prostitutes in Alaska to see how the police treated “us” at this time.

She knew his name, ID number, home and business address, and even gave a description of the stuffed animals in his basement yet the judge would not issue a search warrant against an “upstanding businessman and community member” based on the word of a “prostitute”. The police even wouldn't investigate until a sister of one of these victims appealed to them about how much this meant to “her”.

When I went to the Los Angeles Task Force that was after the Hillside Strangler a full year before his arrest – I also had their names, home and work address, phone numbers, and even predicted when another body would be found (because he told me). Yet they threw me and a girlfriend out of their offices because they couldn't get a warrant “based on the word of a whore”. When I asked why they said because if we were called into testify that at this time our word was not “reputable” enough for a jury to stand up in court.

It later came to light that this set of killings came from a team of men who were pimps in Los Angeles who before they started killing their victims would lock them into hotel rooms and terrorize them into not leaving with horrific torture and abuse while they would turn “tricks” for them. The “tricks” saw these women were being held hostage and said nothing. They couldn't risk being drawn into an investigation which would ruin their lives either by explaining how they saw these things. So no one did anything about their plight.

Prostitutes, porn stars, strippers, etc. get pregnant. We become disabled. Back in the 1980's the HIV virus was raging. Yet we had no Obamacare. We had no way of getting health insurance. There was no disability insurance for us either. No social security when we retire because we aren't paying anything into the system. There's not even a tax refund check once a year. There's no way to build any credit so we can't finance a car, buy a home, or even a new car. Everything in “our” world has to be done in cash which is also very limiting. There wasn't even such a thing as a debit card that you could load money onto. Try filling out an application to get into college and qualify for financial aid when you don't even have a bank account because you don't have an ID.

I had set up a “legitimate” business for many reasons. Safety was one. This place had a security camera and system around it so none of these serial killers would get in to us. There's also “bandits” that target drug dealers and brothels because they can't report the theft to the police. The police are always “shaking down” massage parlors so I also wanted to be able to videotape any threats given to us by anyone – criminal or cop. There was also a team of traffickers that would chloroform women and sell them to wealthy Saudi Arabian businessmen and the police would do nothing to stop this either.

The other was so that we could pay our taxes. I knew that Al Capone had met his downfall by not paying them so I wanted to pay mine. I also wanted to pay my withholding and build up my credit score so I could buy a house. The government had made it so you couldn't purchase a house for cash anymore to stop the drug dealers. So one had to “explain” where the cash came from in order to buy a house or even a car worth more than $10,000 back then. We couldn't even put more than $2000 in one bank account without having it reported to the IRS who would then want to know where it came from and also if we were paying our taxes on this money. So I had to not only “launder” the money we were making but I also had to use this business so that I could try and finish college, buy a house and a business, and retire hopefully some day.

We also needed insurance. I wanted to be able to not only take out some life insurance, but I also wanted to get some disability insurance in case I came down with this virus that was going around back then, or maybe I got stabbed 51 times like a girlfriend of mine had happen to her. What if I became pregnant? I wanted health insurance also. Having this business as a “front” meant that I could pay taxes, and obtain the insurance I wanted as well as offer it to other women I knew.

Which is what I did when I started contacting the other madams in town like Alex, The Beverly Hills Madam, who Heidi Fleiss was studying under back then. I told them I could offer them a way to process credit cards and business checks from their clients for a percentage. I also told them I could not only launder their money through our company for a small fee, but I could also offer them and their “employees” insurance such as health, disability, retirement, life, etc. By paying them with a paycheck at the end of the week – this also allowed them to build up their credit scores as well to think about their future when the day would come for them to retire.

I also told them about a computer I had programmed where we could keep track of the phone numbers of these crazies who liked to kidnap, beat, maim, torture, and even kill prostitutes. Most of these men knew we had no internet, no reverse directory, and no one telling one another about what happened to us because as a group prostitutes are a very anti-social crowd.

But by building up my connections within this industry, I could put the phone numbers of these maniacs into the database. I then would get calls from various madams and businesses around town to run a number through my system to see what I could find out on them. This was a way I had devised to try and protect us from these serial killers and rapists who targeted prostitutes – as well as these men who were kidnapping and selling prostitutes because no one would ask questions when “we” disappeared like happens when a non-prostitute disappears.

In other words, I had set up the very first computerized screening system for the sex industry in Los Angeles. Hence why the media nicknamed me “The High Tech Madam”.

Look around the world that I was seeing at this time to go to this length and you'll understand my passion towards not only helping sex industry workers to break their “addiction” to this industry and adjust to life afterwards, but also to help trafficking victims. Because I had built up a very “secure” system back then before the police shut it down – word spread. This was why I would get calls in the middle of the night from women who wanted to escape their pimps but didn't know how. All that would happen if they left would be that they would be found, returned, beaten, and put right back out on the “track” again.

Pimps in my world back then were viewed like restaurants view cockroaches. We don't like them and would love to get rid of them – but they're going to exist anyway no matter what we do because they're going to feed off the food we're serving. I personally wouldn't hire anyone to come to work with me if they had a pimp. That was a “rule” I had back then. I had paid dearly to escape the pimp family that had brought me “into the game” and I wasn't going to allow myself to get connected back up into that world again.

That also led to phone calls for help from women who were being pimped in the old “family” that I had escaped. They saw how I had gotten “out” and they wanted “out” too. So I had a reputation on the streets as what pimps call a “sexual outlaw” since I didn't have a “man” anymore. I also had the reputation of being willing to take in anyone who wanted to leave their pimp.

Which leads back to also why I had such a strong security system at my establishments. I knew that pimps viewed my mere existence in that industry without a pimp as a threat to their establishment of “order” in the sex industry where they would teach that “all women needed a man” behind them. So their attitude was if they couldn't get me to “join” them - then they'd “beat” me by trying to show everyone that if I tried to continue operating without a pimp then they would make sure I regretted it.

This meant some pimps would try and have their women act like they didn't have pimps so I'd hire them. Then they'd try to ease their way into my life through these women. So I was in a constant battle for survival to protect myself from the serial killers, crooked cops who wanted to get greased, pimps, bandits, and maniacs who liked to beat up on women without fear of the police caring.

So when a woman wanted to escape a pimp back then – word was to call me. I would get the calls at 2:00 in the morning after their pimp had just beaten them senseless because she was a dollar short on her quota that day. Or I'd get the call to go get them in the hospital because their pimp had gone too far with one of his “lessons”. Sometimes they'd just want to teach their pimp they didn't need him anymore and call me and ask for help.

Why didn't these women go to a battered womens' shelter or a homeless shelter? For one thing, the pimp would find them in five minutes and drag them out by their hair. Shelters like this are not set up to protect the residents from pimps. Homeless shelters aren't even set up to protect themselves from attack. Who attacks homeless people needing shelter for the night?

Besides the lack of security to protect them from the pimp – the staff isn't trained in how understanding “us” let alone how to help us to transition out of sex work. Most of the staff in these shelters are usually housewives, or young interns studying for their social work degree, or church women. These people typically look at prostitutes with extreme disgust and judgment. Back in the 1980's when we were coming down with HIV in record numbers – we were also viewed as health threats. Many shelters, hospitals, and even the jails didn't want us out of fear of infection. So we were not exactly welcomed at these shelters.

The residents were not much better back then either. I'd hear stories of how these prostitutes had tried the shelters only to have the women gang up and tell the house manager that they wanted the “whore” to be thrown out of there because they were afraid of “catching something” from her because she's so “dirty”. Which is not completely untrue. If you are at most jails when they do a prostitute “round-up” you'll find a lot of those women come in with crabs, ringworm, lice, and other STD's. Certainly more so in the 1980's before a lot of outreach was done about things like “safe sex”.

Even the drug treatment centers and the detoxes were refusing entrance to prostitutes back then. The fear of HIV was just gearing up back in the early 80's, and that combined with the prejudice that prostitutes were receiving anyway back then all led to the fact that if most wanted some way to get away from their pimp – the word on the streets back then was “call Jody”.

I was able to provide them with a safe place to sleep while they got clean, recuperated from any beatings they'd suffered, and their pimp couldn't just come into my place and drag them back home because of the security I'd set up.

If a girl was under the age of 18 years of age – I would work with groups like Children of the Night to either return them home if they wanted or to get into programs like CON where they would get their education, have safe housing, and receive counseling to put this past behind them and move on. If they were over 18 – I would do things like send them back home, or even give them money to get the heck out of sex work.

What I saw was very disturbing. No matter what route they would take after being freed from the pimp – they would return. I'd get a call saying “I'd like to come work for you” always within six months or less. If I'd sent them home to their family – they'd want to leave. If I had helped them start a “legit” business – they would want to return to sex work. If I helped them finish school, and get a degree, and a “legit” job – they'd want to come back to work on the weekends. If they got married – they would leave their new husband and show up at my doorstep asking to go back to “work”. It seemed like no matter what I did to help these men and women who we had just freed from either a pimp or a trafficking ring – they'd want to go back to sex work within a matter of no time.

It made no sense to me because I was also trying to quit the sex industry myself desperately at this time. I had tried enrolling in school. I had tried therapy. I had tried religion. I had tried various “movements” like EST or Lifespring. I had tried “rebirthing” and “primal scream” and even running around Elysium Fields naked “communing with nature”. I had even tried saving up money to quit and had over $250,000 saved up when the police finally arrested me.

To the policeman's eyes at this time, or the social workers, or the therapists, or even the outside world – it appeared that this meant only one thing – that we “wanted” to be in the sex industry. This was why so many in the social services and law enforcement were disgusted with us and had given up any hope on us. The reason why cops would stop trying to “save” us from the pimps is because three days later after they'd put them up in a hotel room or send them home to family – they'd be right back like homing pigeons. Social workers gave up trying to get us housing and education because we'd wind up not finishing school and living in some strip motel turning tricks again in no time. Churches gave up on us because they'd pray for us – only to find us right back in the massage parlors the next day.

I had one girl particularly that I just didn't understand. I'll call her Jeri. She had this pimp who would just beat her unconscious. She'd have two black eyes, cracked ribs, a broken nose, and then she'd call me for help to take her to the hospital. I'd bring her home and feed her ice cream and chicken soup and beg her to let me call her family to send her home. She'd say she wanted to stay with me. I'd let her stay with me rent free in exchange for cleaning my house. I wouldn’t even ask her to prostitute because she'd be covered in bruises and clearly needed to just rest. So I'd let her answer the phone and vacuum for me so she'd have a chance to figure out what she wanted to do next.

Then she'd tell me she wanted to go get some cigarettes. Three days later I'd get a call to come pick her up again from either the one pimp's house or a new one she'd picked up. If she'd leave one, she'd just go to a pimp bar and go “choose” another one. All something she didn't have to do because she could have stayed with me and done nothing. I would tell her I could use an assistant and she could stay with me and just answer the phone – and that this whole thing with the pimps' could all be put behind her. She'd agree with me and then “poof” she'd run off to yet another pimp. Since Los Angeles had a lot of pimp bars back then – the source for her to find a replacement was endless.

I was studying a branch of psychology back then that Tony Robbins has popularized. It's called Neuro-Linguistic Programming. I had remarked to my teacher about how it just seemed really “crazy” how this woman would keep going back and keep going back no matter how much I would try and help her not to go. He then told me that was exactly the problem – was that I was being “nice” to her. He then explained to me that some people have the belief wired into their head that only people who “beat them” actually “love them”. They confuse anger and violence with love. That sounded insane to me to which he remarked “of course” it was – but the fact remained it was true nonetheless.

To prove it to me he asked me to try an experiment. He asked me if she would do things to anger me (besides running back to a pimp every week). I said yes. In fact she was always stealing from me. Jewelry, money, pictures, etc. He told me the stealing was her signal to me to abuse her. He then told me that I could prove this theory the next time she tried to steal something by becoming aggressive with her. So the next afternoon I caught her stealing a jewelry box my grandmother had given me. To see if this theory was true in the slightest – I raised my voice and started calling her names. I then pushed her into a wall. I didn't beat her or harm her – but I did call her a name and push her into a wall to see how she'd react. To my shock she smiled at me. She then said “now I know you love me”.

My belief system was very challenged right now because essentially what I was being confronted with was that this woman's need for abuse was intertwined with her need to be loved. That the only way I could keep her from a pimp was to abuse her myself?

That made no sense to me so I went back to this teacher to discuss this further. He pointed out that now we had identified that this woman had in fact been brainwashed by the pimp – now we could “deprogram” her. I thought back to how pimps will beat the woman and say that they are only doing it to “school” them and because they “love them” I realized he was right. Jeri had been brainwashed and unless we “deprogrammed” her then she was doomed to return to these pimps over and over again like a living nightmare. If not the pimps, then another abusive system that would feed into her “programming”.

So I brought Jeri into this man's office and we set about “deprogramming” her. After the session, I asked her what she wanted to do. She said she wanted to open a flower shop back in her home town. So I gave her some money and a bus ticket and sent her on her way. Soon after she got married and had some kids. As far as I know, she never turned to the sex industry. She was like my hero because she was the only one I ever saw leave and stay gone back then.

Why not take my own advice and quit? Then who would be there to help these other women? I'm not saying I'm a martyr or anything – but there was no place for women like Jeri to run to back in that day except to someone like me. They couldn't call the police, or the shelters, and there was no hotline for them to call. There was really only me back then that the streets trusted in this type of situation. I was afraid if I shut that door that more lives would be lost.

There's a history of Alcoholics Anonymous where it talks about how Bill Wilson used to try and get alcoholics sober by bringing them into his house. No one would stay sober longer than a few months. Absolutely no one was achieving long lasting sobriety. After he came home from church one day to find a man had committed suicide in his bathtub – he realized he needed a “different” approach which became the basis of the 12 steps.

I soon grew tired of patching these men and women up – only to see them return back to the streets or even the very same pimp. But I was also afraid to leave because I knew that this would mean not having the money I was making in the business and then I wouldn't be able to fund any rescues. Then I had a meeting with the attorney who defended me in my high profile arrest. He basically put it to me like this – he said “you can't get someone sober if you're drunk yourself” and pointed out to me that I wasn't going to be helping these women to quit permanently until I took that step myself. He basically asked me what good was I really doing if I stayed in sex work, and continued to only be a temporary band-aid to these victims because I couldn't even leave it myself for the long term.

It was that night actually when I awoke from a nightmare. In this nightmare I was wearing a bright green prison gown. I was in the women's jail in this dream. It was so vivid I could even feel the rough fabric on the dress. I then called up my mom and asked her to come to coffee with me. I told her that I had saved up enough money to retire and that's what I was going to do before my “warning” dream came true. She freaked out immediately and started reminding me that we had house payments, and seven cars we were paying car notes on and other contracts that we'd signed up to pay on a year's contract. Basically, she asked me to please just “stop and think this over”.

In deference to her wishes, I agreed to shut down the businesses for a while. I wanted to let things cool off. So I turned off the phones, stopped all the advertising, and locked up the doors on all the offices from the incall service to the phone sex office we'd set up. I then retreated to my apartment where I sat and watched movies and ate. Because I also had an eating disorder back then – so I ate. And ate some more. Then purged some more to keep my weight down.

I didn't leave town though because of the man I was seeing. He was very much into “threesomes” and cocaine and partying. Because his house was under surveillance by the police at this time, as well as mine – I went out and rented a hotel room where he could come and meet me. Next thing I know the front desk is calling me to tell me to come “move my car”. As I opened the door to do so – I'm met with a SWAT team. Evidently a task force had been put together of the various police divisions with the intent on getting me arrested. There was an armored SWAT truck, a drug sniffing dog, a helicopter, and so many black and white cars I couldn't even count them to arrest me that evening.

Evidently when I'd shut down the theater, one of the women working for me had stolen a key. She then went into this place behind my back and reopened it. Only she didn't follow the security protocol I'd set up – so she wound up sleeping with some of Van Nuys' finest vice cops. Who then arrested her when the party was over. Threatening her with violating her probation if she didn't turn as a witness against me – that's what she did.

I soon found myself sitting in the Sybil Brand Institute for women in that same green dress as in my vision!

Being confronted with having no choice now but to quit or to now violate my own probation which would result having to serve eight years in a federal prison – I was now officially “shut down”. I couldn't even see my “regulars” because the police had my phone tapped and they were now following me around night and day hoping to catch me doing something illegal. They had even contacted my regulars and threatened them about what they would do if they didn't report to them if I tried to call them for money. Wanting to protect their own backsides – all my clients shut me out except the one who put his house up for my bail.

So I couldn't flee the country. My attorney advised me if I put up the bail on the $50,000 they were demanding – then they would call that “proof” of illegal earnings and they'd confiscate that also on top of everything else they'd cleaned out. This meant the only way for me to get bail was to have someone put up their house. This man was a 70 year old retiree from the post office. I just couldn't flee the country to avoid this trial and cost him that house and look at myself in the mirror again. Especially after he had trusted me enough to put it up in the first place.

The police knew there was no case against me. I wasn't even on the grounds when this woman turned these tricks. They had no proof I had any more knowledge of what she was doing than any other landlord. The lease to the property had been done in a fake name. The phones were in fake names. There was not one shred of evidence that tied that business to me. So I sat back pretty cocky thinking they would have no choice but to drop this case and I'd move on with my life.

What I didn't know was law enforcement also knows this and has their own “routine” of prosecuting the parents when going after someone like me. So when my mother showed up at my arraignment they arrested her. Their surveillance had taken a photo of my mother taking a $20 bill to go and get me some chicken. The pimping laws in California were such that if anyone took any money from a “known” prostitute which I was being branded at this time, then that person was guilty of felony pimping. This was why they also charged the hotel desk clerk for taking my money and even the cab driver who had driven me to the hotel with pimping.

Then the District Attorney informed me that if I didn't “play ball” and testify against the “family” that I had managed to escape myself then their response would be to make sure that my own mother did time in prison for “pimping” me. When I turned to my attorney and asked if they could do this – he responded that they had the photo and technically it fit the requirements of the law. In other words the DA back then was like an 800 pound gorilla - they can do whatever they want.

My mother knew the people I had escaped from. She remembered me having to move in the middle of the night and putting the lease into names that couldn't be traced. Knowing full good and well that I'd never live long enough to see testifying at a trial against these people – my mother told me that she was willing to go to prison so I could keep my mouth shut and survive. She locked arms in solidarity with me in the courthouse hallway and told the DA that “we don't snitch so shoot your best shot”.

The DA pleaded with me that they didn't want us to go to jail and to please “talk”. I knew what I'd seen. I knew the world that I'd seen. I also seen the extent these people went to in order to make sure that no one testified. I had seen them have people get themselves arrested just to get into a jail cell where they would kill potential witnesses. I had seen them blow up cops in car bombs. I refused to talk and wound up getting some jail time, a fine and probation.

They figured that someone like me would eventually trip up and violate my probation. They figured it was just a matter of time before I'd be cornered and have to do what they wanted. But there's one thing I've always prided myself on – and that's not being “like everyone else”. So when I heard that jail door slam behind me and the guards saying “she'll be back” I swore I'd never see those cell bars again as long as I lived.

But the probation system was completely backwards. They demanded that I tell potential employers I was on probation and for “pimping”. Yeah right that's going to get me hired. Then they demanded that I come down for an interview once a month during the day hours of 9 to 5 pm. How exactly I'm supposed to take off work on a new job to go down there and still keep the job is also beyond my understanding. They even demanded my new employer sign a paper verifying they knew I was on probation, and what for. Like any employer is going to verify that he's just hired a felon and all the liability that would go with actually being aware of that fact.

I had no choice but to get a job. I couldn't get welfare or even SSI disability. Not just because they required me to, but also because I now had to pay a $150 a month fine. That's not cheap back in the 1980's. Especially if you're taking a minimum wage job which usually are the only ones that don't care if you're on probation. They also required me to be in school. Now how they expected me to work and go to school I also don't understand. Especially with the depression I'd just gotten slammed with after the arrest, and the cocaine I was now using to self-medicate this depression.

I had no social support. Everyone around me, including my friends in COYOTE (Call Off Your Old Tired Ethics), were telling me to stay in sex work. That was fine for them to say because they weren't the one who was going to have to serve the prison time if I violated my probation. The “tricks” certainly weren't supportive either. I couldn't tell which one of them was for real and which one of them the cops were sending in to set me up – so I just shut my pager off entirely.

I had absolutely no idea how I was going to pull this whole probation thing off. I took the first job I was offered in a restaurant. I then got so upset when I got my first paycheck that I went on a drug run for three days. The whole thing just seemed absolutely impossible for me to sort out how I was going to get through this.

So I called up an old girlfriend of mine in desperation I had known who had joined a church. She used to pray for me so I staggered over there after this drug run and begged her church to pray for me. They called together a special circle and that's just what they did.

Then I left and went staggering into my school. As I was grabbing some coffee to try and get through the next few hours, I was struck by a man talking about how “people in the life are sitting around slashing their wrists and laughing about who is going to die the fastest”. Wow that sounded like where I was coming from. I went up to him and asked him why I had this feeling he knew something about how to help me. He then asked me if I had ever heard of Narcotics Anonymous. My whole family had been alcoholics, so I never drank. So I'd heard of Alcoholics Anonymous – but not NA.

That night he took me into my first meeting. I heard the words from “Who is an Addict” and knew that I was home. Let me read you a couple of excerpts from what was read to me that first meeting:

Addiction is a disease that involves much more than simple drug use. Some of us believe our disease was present long before the first time we used.” and “We suffer from a disease that expresses itself in ways that are anti-social and that makes detection, diagnosis and treatment difficult. Our disease isolated us from people except for the getting, using and finding ways to get more. Hostile, resentful, self-centered, we cut ourselves off from the outside world. Anything not completely familiar became alien and dangerous. Our world shrank and isolation became our life.”

As I learned more about the disease of addiction – I realized that just because I hadn't drunk alcohol like all the alcoholics in my family didn't mean I hadn't escaped having the disease. My father didn't drink, but his disease twisted itself into the sexual addiction that drove him to molest me as a child and even to see prostitutes and his addiction to pornography.

I could take one look at my mother who smoked four packs of cigarettes a day to see how this disease affected her. I had been a sex addict when I was younger – and now could see how I had become “addicted” to the sex industry. Just as any addict has their story end in “jails, institutions and death” - so too had my illness brought me there.

I wasn't exactly finding anyone I could talk to in these NA meetings however, Back then the rooms were full of gang bangers, guys on motorcycles, and talk of needles and street life. While I was able to find the guidance I needed to help me get through probation, finish school, and get into a square job that actually would pay my bills – I wasn't able to find anyone I could really “hang” with socially.

There was only one other group at this time available to me. My COYOTE friends had just been putting so much pressure on me to return to sex work that I just didn't want to be around them. I had learned in NA that if you want to stay clean, you have to stay around clean people. If you want to stay sober, you need to stay around sober people. The question was – where were the ex-escorts and ex-madams and ex-porn stars?

The answer was only one place at the time – a group called Catharsis. It had been started by a woman who had been a madam and an escort like I was. She also used to do some outreach for Children of the Night. I'd seen her on a talk show (which is where isolated people got their information from back then since we didn't have the internet). So I called her up and asked if I could come to a meeting. She was very warm and friendly so I looked forward to finding a group of women like myself who had quit the sex industry.

So while I'm going to these Catharsis meetings once a month – keep in mind I'm also going to my NA meetings as well. If you've ever heard anything about alcoholism – you may have heard the term “dry drunk”. What this means is that someone who is an alcoholic who quits drinking – but doesn't work a 12 step program. They then recreate their life as an alcoholic entirely sober. The same isolation, drama, extremes, mood swings, etc. all return. They basically wind up having all the same problems in their life – only without the alcohol to soften the blows.

The same goes for any addict. If you take the drugs out of them without them working a program of recovery – then they recreate the same insanity. This is why NA says yes there are many ways to quit using drugs – but if you don't use the 12 steps to find recovery then you're going to wind up right back where you started where “at the end of the road when you realize you can't live with or WITHOUT drugs”, and it goes on to speaking about how this new life without drugs can also wind up back at “jails, institutions and death”.

So while I'm going to my NA meetings and seeing real miracles where life long addicts and criminals are getting jobs, getting their own homes, making families, and building new lives – I'm now walking into a Catharsis meeting which was just a sort of social club for ex-madams, ex-escorts, and ex-porn stars. Which was kind of fun for the first few meetings. I really liked these women.

But I looked around the room and pretty much only saw a room full of Caucasian females who worked the upper class section of the sex industry. I didn't see any of the male hustlers, the pimps, the street walkers, the women of color, nor even the lesbian or transgenders from the sex industry. I sure didn't see anyone in there who had been a trafficking victim or even spoke about ever having a pimp.

What was even more disturbing was watching them self-destruct before my eyes. A great majority of these women were in abusive relationships. We had more than one meeting where they'd show up with the infamous big hat and sunglasses covered in makeup. Some would show up drunk or high as a kite. Others would show up and talk about their eating disorders like this was a normal “diet”. A few others were coming in talking about their shopping or gambling addiction while just about everyone was talking about depression.

When I looked to Norma was some answers (the name of the founder), she had none. She invited me up to the house one night to talk about my concerns and basically told me that since she had retired sex work by marrying a wealthy man she really didn't know about how others in the group could resolve these issues.

I then asked her how her husband made all this money. She showed me a garage full of Amway. Now I don't know how many of you know what Amway was back in the 1980's – but I'll leave it up to you to decide if you think what he was doing back then was a “legal” source of money or not. Which was still another thing I was seeing in the members of Catharsis – a lot of substitution from prostitution into other criminal behavior.

I felt in a Catharsis meeting like I was watching these women self-destruct. We were there to “love” each other “unconditionally” but somehow I felt it was wrong. I felt it was wrong to just stand by and tell someone how much I “loved” them while I was watching them go down the tubes with one form or another from the disease of addiction affecting them. I wanted to help them and I also wanted this group to do and be something other than just a social club for a bunch of female escorts to sit around and hold each others' hands while we were self-destructing.

I then asked if we could use this group to try and do something positive – like going out to help trafficking victims. I brought up those who were being trapped by pimps and how no one “understood” them as well as we did. Couldn't we band together to go out and help them kind of like Lois Lee was doing with Children of the Night but for the adult victims. They just looked at me like I was insane – and asked why they would want to risk their lives in such a manner when that exact risk was one of the reasons why they had quit sex work. They had quit in order to get away from the risk of a pimp killing them – so it made no sense to them to go out and risk that again only to save someone else.

At this time HIV was really gearing up and prostitutes were being reported to have something like an 80% infection rate. So I brought up doing outreach to get information and testing out to the sex workers. I pointed out that these people would trust us because of our past and they'd trust us enough to get tested as well as to educate themselves with what little we knew back then. Everyone agreed it was a great idea – but we could never get anything going. The women would show up at the meetings we'd put together to do outreach with hangovers, black eyes, or their husbands didn't want them to go and it just became like directing a three ring circus to try and get anything done out of these women.

I began to wonder if what I was seeing was limited to only “us” in that Catharsis was pretty much comprised of women who had been on the upper levels of the sex industry – or if this was happening to men and women in the sex industry across the board. About this time I had been talking to the CDC and UCLA about the fact I felt that the HIV virus was going to jump from the gay community into the heterosexual community very shortly because of the bisexual prostitutes. They were also curious about what happened if the people who had quit sex work were exhibiting all these same self-destructive behaviors and depression like we were seeing in Catharsis.

So they partnered me with someone to start a study into this subject. We interviewed 2,000 prostitutes in the Sybil Brand Institute who were current prostitutes and sex workers. Then I went out into the NA program, Catharsis, and some of the local churches to interview another 2,000 ex-sex workers from all areas of the sex industry ranging from the strippers, to the prostitutes, to the porn industry workers, to phone sex workers. They had me get in touch with a center in Amsterdam so we could even interview ex-sex workers where it was legal so we could see if our results were affected at all by whether or not the sex work performed was illegal or legal.

What was revealed was what we dubbed “post-prostitution syndrome” or pretty much like the “dry drunk” for the alcoholic did seem to hold true for us coming out of the sex industry whether it was legal or illegal. There was the first group who seemed completely “addicted” to the sex industry. They couldn't seem to quit no matter how hard they tried or what they tried. They could leave their pimp, get clean, move, get a degree – and still wound up right back in the sex industry.

A famous person I can point to that illustrates this fact is Suzy Favor Hamilton. This woman is attractive, intelligent and educated. She's married, has a child, a home, and a very lucrative business in that she had millions of dollars in sponsorships from people because of being an Olympian runner. There's no pimp, no drug problem, no sick child who needs medical care she has to cough up money to pay for because she has no health insurance, etc. Yet here is a woman who is destroying all of that in order to fly up to Vegas to turn $600 an hour tricks as an escort where it's illegal – so she's even risking arrest on top of her family, marriage, business, reputation, etc. This clearly illustrates how sex work can be an addiction for some people.

Just like an addict – this disease can also substitute into something else also. Which means that anyone with this disease can also quit sex work but find themselves substituting into another form of addiction and/or self-destruction. Which explains what I was seeing in these Catharsis meetings. What I felt was worse was these women had no interest in changing either. I would ask them if they were interested in working on this pattern that was clearly exhibiting itself in our group – and unanimously these women had absolutely no desire to work on these issues.

In fact, they made it very clear they were quite “happy” being “unhappy”. As one of these women was telling me this through her sunglasses because her husband had just beaten her the night before – I just realized that her and I had different definitions of what we wanted out of our lives outside of the sex industry. I didn't see the point of going through all this work to just get another way to pay the rent – and find myself still going down the road to hell anyway.

It was about this time when I was seeing Linda Lovelace speaking out on talk shows about trafficking existing in pornography. She was telling the American public about how that movie “Deep Throat” was done with her pimp pointing a gun at her off camera. The bruises on her legs were clearly seen when she was doing the bathtub scene – and no one on the set would do anything to stop it.

Her story wasn't just about domestic violence, it wasn't just about the fact that as women we were being exploited and abused, her story wasn't just about how dangerous the sex industry really is for some people, but it was about how some women are being forced to do things that society is then not only arresting them for doing – but also shaming them for the rest of their lives. If a victim actually survives their ordeal – not only were they not believed they didn't do these things by choice - but they are also viewed as not being good for “anything else”.

Women like her who had been branded as “porn stars” couldn't go out and run for political office, we couldn't get jobs at a daycare, and we sure couldn't get a job working on the SEC or in bank handling money. People would tell us that we needed to “quit” and the courts and police were trying to force us to quit – yet society wasn't letting us quit. I saw a recent case about a California school teacher who had the news come out that she had done porn over 10 years ago. The school responded by not only firing her – but also in trying to keep her check. This was only in the year 2013 – so imagine how bad it was back in the 1980's.

Linda wasn't being believed. People kept waiting for others to come forward to validate her story. Marilyn Chambers was now with her old pimp, Chuck Traynor, and she was telling the press that she was being treated “just fine”. Of course she was loaded at the time by drugs Chuck had forced upon her. I can say that now because I saw her at an NA meeting shortly after this interview and can say that now that she's deceased.

I couldn't let her not be believed. There was too much at stake. I felt like if I came forward to tell my story then they couldn't disbelieve both of us. But why just go on TV and ruin my new life? I knew if I went on national TV and get myself fired and evicted. For what?

I went into the Catharsis meetings and discussed my feelings with them. Suddenly half of room asked me if I could put together something like Narcotics Anonymous – only for “us”. Those of us who hadn't been using drugs or drinking. I was not interested in starting anything so I refused.

Only God had other plans. The night was August 15, 1987. It was the evening of the Harmonic Convergence. I remember wondering what “great spiritual event” would happen to me since the news was reporting this was a very special day. I went to make myself a bath and suddenly had a “spiritual awakening” that I found out much later on was very much like what happened to Bill Wilson and Jimmy Kinnon. Bill Wilson had founded Alcoholics Anonymous while Jimmy Kinnon had founded Narcotics Anonymous.

Such was the founding of Prostitutes Anonymous.

Buyer Beware - is someone "real" or "fake" in the sex trafficking world?

Buyer Beware:

I've been getting a lot of calls lately asking me whether or not I think someone is “for real” or not. Some are asking because they are wondering about whether to donate to such and such program. Others are asking me because they're thinking about joining such and such program or outreach. All I can speak for is ourselves.

When I joined the support group that used to exist back in the 1980's called “Catharsis” - it was a group that was set up to “support” women who had quit the sex industry. I found it kind of sexist in that there weren't any men in the group. I knew just as many men in the sex industry as women. I also found them a little racist in that every woman in this group was white. I found them ageist because there were no young people nor the really old. I saw a news clipping yesterday where a woman was just arrested for prostitution at 61 years of age. I even found them a little “jobist” in that there were only escorts in this group. The sex industry includes strippers, porn actors, street walkers, dominatrix's, topless maids, naughty nurses, shoe fetish models – I mean the list goes on here.

There was also something else that really troubled me about that group. Yes they were all “out” of the sex industry. But not really for long. Almost every one of them would “relapse” in that they would return. I saw one woman actually go and open up a bondage parlor after having been “retired” for 20 years to raise her kids. I found that a little scary myself to think I could get married, raise some kids, and return back to sex work again a little worn for the wear.

Another thing was the “substitution” of addictions. I saw women who were “clean and sober” but they were definitely having a shopping or a gambling addiction. There's a study right now out that was done by Larry Ashley about the connection between strippers and gambling. Each woman was telling me in late night phone calls about sticking their finger down their throats, or not eating for three days, or some crazy grapefruit diet they were on. Not a one of them were able to maintain any stable romantic relationships nor any lasting friendships either. Jobs weren't lasting very long either. Many had to be self-employed for that reason.

What exactly were we there “supporting”? Maybe I over complicate things. Maybe I'm a perfectionist. But I don't consider “success” at leaving the sex industry working at the airport donut shop as one program director boasted to me about when I was asking to name me one of their success stories. I don't consider an $8.00 an hour or a minimum wage job a “success” story by any standards – surely not ours because I know what's going on in the back of that poor woman's mind at that donut shop every minute of the day. It's “boy I could be making $100 an hour easy if I walked out of here”. That's torture in my book – not success.

I defined success for us that we were able to leave the sex industry when we wanted to leave. That we would be free from any addictions and/or self-destructive behavior. Narcotics Anonymous had a line in their book that I treasure in that it says we are “happy, joyous and free”. Yes I can look around many programs in this country where they have what appears to be a woman in a tiny little apartment somewhere either on an SSI check or working some little job.

Now if that person is perfectly happy and content – that's great. That rocks. I say that because we have a member of Sex Workers Anonymous who is so damaged from his child hood where he was forced to turn tricks by his babysitter that he has a tiny little apartment where he pays his rent by cleaning houses. He's happy and free and loving his new life. So for him – that's rocking – you go there baby boy if you're reading this.

But I'm also not getting middle of the night phone calls from him that he's sticking his finger down his throat with an eating disorder, or paying the landlord with blow jobs, or turning tricks in those empty houses he's in, nor that he's out spending his paycheck at the casino either. This man I'm thinking of is my definition of success because he is truly “happy, joyous and free”.

Now am I going to parade him around in front of all of you as a “success story” of ours? Nope. Because to break his anonymity would endanger his new life. That precious life that took him years of therapy and now years of meetings in our program to achieve this success. Why would I topple it down just so I can get a few bucks or two minutes of recognition?

I don't need it. How am I going to help someone get a job if I've never interviewed for a job? How am I going to teach someone how to shop and live on a budget if I've never lived on a budget? In the 12 step philosophy you don't get an alcoholic sober by not being an alcoholic or sitting there with a drink in your hand. The basis of the program is that people who have achieved something show others how they've achieved it. So how am I going to show someone how to look for work, write up a resume, do a successful interview, and deal with other employees and crazy bosses – unless I also have walked those steps myself?

I can't. I can only give away what I have and share what I got in the 12 step philosophy. Which in some respects I think that's why I had my stroke. I never understood about how to walk through this world being disabled or living on an SSI check. When I first quit the business – I put myself through some school and got myself into a very good paying career. So for the first part of my recovery I was always working at very good paying jobs. Those jobs paid for all of the work I was doing in this program – in fact I've advanced this program about $500,000 of my own money so far before I stopped counting. Most of that was paying for our 800 number for our hotline when one used to have to pay $1.00 a minute for incoming calls. When I'd do a national TV show we'd get 5000 phone calls in the first day. So you figure out why I was getting $8,000 a month phone bills back then and you'll know why I consider Vonage as our saving grace right now!

Am I perfect? Hell no. One can get lost in my defects of character. The only thing I offer out here that I know is that I know how to stay clean since 1985 from all drugs and that I know how to stay out of the sex industry, as well as all criminal behavior, since then also. Getting total freedom from the eating disorders and the sex addiction – well that took a little longer. I was also taught that I “keep what I have by giving it away” so I don't care who wants to chase me out of this field it's not happening.

I want to keep what I've got which means I'm going to keep this hotline on until my body goes cold. Sure I'm going to die some day. But it's going to be in God's time now that I leave. I'm not going to be found in some crack house with a pipe in my hand dead of an overdose or murdered by some john on the streets. I'm going to go out with a legacy and not in shame today because of my recovery.

I got a call today from a woman who is working a full-time job but she can't stop prostituting. She is not a trafficking victim. Does that mean trafficking doesn't exist? Of course it exists. Does that mean this woman won't be helped? If we were a group that only “raises awareness about trafficking” then yes that would mean that all she's done is become a statistic in our research. Because that's what a lot of the hotlines out there right now are doing – strictly gathering data.

When I first went into recovery I used to hear this saying “don't go into a bakery to buy shoes”. It was teaching me that sometimes people can't give me what they don't have. I can't look at the playboy for example with the girls in every port and expect he's going to make a good husband and father. It also means that when I look at a group or program or hotline I need to ask myself what is it their offering?

The issue of Chong Kim is going all over the internet. Is her story true or not? Now I don't know anything about what Chong is doing out there except I've seen her offer to speak at places for money about sex trafficking. On that subject I think she's become quite an expert whether it really happened to her or not. So if people want to pay her to come speak to them about trafficking – then I'm sure she's earning her money.

I don't think she's offering to do any rescues. I don't think she's said she's running a safe house. I don't think she's saying she's running some type of rehabilitation program. Maybe I'm wrong – but the only thing I've seen her offer is to speak.

I've actually seen whole websites and groups attacking Pink Cross. Pink Cross is raising awareness that men and women who are going into the porn industry need help to get out. DUH. If you can pay your rent and survive in this world without porn – you would. So obviously something drives people into porn.

If you know people in the industry you'll know that maybe 5 % enter the world of porn because they truly enjoy it and get off on it. The rest? They got bills to pay they can't pay any other way. They have drug problems or maybe they're on the streets and need housing. Maybe they want to go to a school they can't afford.

So it's a given that these people can't get out on their own, or pay for what they want, because something drove them to have no choice but to go in. That something has to be so bad and so immediate that any thoughts about how this could ruin your future go right out the window.

Is she saying she has an actual treatment program for these people? No. Is she saying she is a church whose mission is to rehabilitate these people? No. While she is a christian and now a minister from what I understand – she does not have an actual church like Joyce Meyer where she has an actual house (like Joyce Meyer) where she rehabilitates people coming out of porn and prostitution (like Joyce Meyer).

Shelley does what she says she does. She targets people in the porn industry to try and talk them out of it. I printed the interview with Sierra Sines here yesterday where she spoke about some awful things that she feels Shelley did to her.

However, Shelley did accomplish one thing that Sierra admitted she accomplished – she talked her into crossing over the line from the porn world into the outside world. Now is Sierra pissed at Shelley about that? Sure she is. But is Sierra out of it now because of Shelley's evangalism? Sure she is.

If you don't like it – don't donate. This is why I'm saying “buyer beware”. These groups or people or programs will tell you what they do. It's your job as a consumer and/or a donor to take a real good look at what you're supporting and up to you to decide what you want to support. Because trust me – no one does this stuff for free unless they're like me. I do it because my recovery depends upon it. Period.

I'm actually more concerned about the new pimps on the block – the anti-trafficking pimps. They come in many forms. Some are out there raising money to give “awareness” about trafficking. For that they do what they are paid to do. Shared Hope came into Nevada and raised over $1,200,000 – and they showed videos about sex trafficking and gave lectures – and they “raised awareness” about trafficking. Did they help me with any victims when I'd call them to get help to buy an airplane ticket or rent a hotel room? No. But they did what they said they were doing – they raised awareness. I still feel however that they “pimped” our pain – in that they exploited our pain without giving us anything back. Just like a pimp if you ask me.

Some of them are cities. They make money in all kinds of forms off the prostitute. Recently many cities have become so desperate for cash they've now decided to offer a license to operate a “foot massage” business. To qualify for the license to do foot massages takes about a six hour class. Let me show you what happens when cities do this. Women who are 61 years of age are trafficked in from China to work as prostitutes at these parlors that sit on just about every corner of the USA right now.

While Polaris has everyone looking around for 16 year old girls standing on the corner (which represent only 3 percent of the whole sex industry by the way), which is fantastic actually of them to do – but while everyone is pooling their resources into going out looking for this type of trafficking victim – no one is looking at what's going on at all these Asian massage parlors that are on just about every corner in some major cities and as far reaching as Topeka, Kansas.

Everyone is busy looking for kids on the corner – while I've been trying to work at helping these women trapped in this massage parlor ring. The women are posed with pictures of their relatives – brothers, sisters, mothers – in incestuous pornographic poses. The photos are then kept with the pimp. In China, one gets the death penalty for being a convicted madam or pimp.

They also receive the death penalty if they are caught in any type of incest – for which the photos are “proof”. They threaten these women that if they get arrested they can be deported back to China where they will show the authorities these photos. The families of these victims then receive a bullet that was shot through the brain of their loved one if they don't cooperate with these pimps.

When Joe Conforte was running the Mustang Ranch women were disappearing out there. It was against the law for the prostitutes to run away on foot. There are no cabs in the cities where these brothels exist. There are no buses. They don't have a car because they have to be dropped off to stay there for weeks at a time. This leaves the pimp at home with their belongings, their home, their car and their children. We have an interview with Delores Day where she speaks about how she not only had to leave her children at home with her pimp while she went to prostitute – but that he was even pimping out her children behind her back while she was at “work” at

I used to be able to get one of the johns to put these women onto a Greyhound to come to me when I lived in Los Angeles and then Nebraska. But Joe then responded by getting the city council to stop the bus line that went from one end of Nevada to the other. Doubt me – google it. Also google Chris Butler to see that this man was trafficking women between California and Nevada using men who were the most respected officers on the police force and you have an idea why there are victims of trafficking who can't call Polaris for help because they'll call the police. Kind of like calling the fox to come protect the chickens – it doesn't work and these women know that.

So they call us. I run the only hotline for adults and group that is not connected with law enforcement. So for years while Daniel Bogden was the US Attorney for Nevada we were able to help these women. But now we have Lance Malone who is the new owner of the Mustang Ranch and he's also a city councilman. He has access to the Nevada state legislature and also the US Attorney. The Nevada US Attorney who is you look on her page about trafficking resources – you'll not find our name there. You will find names of groups that will not go and pick up a woman at these Nevada brothels however and pull them out of there when they want to leave. They have to leave without a penny because the brothel managers won't pay them. So they can't even hire a limo to come up from Carson City or Reno to get them out of there.

We used to have Sharnel Silvey up there while I was in Vegas. Between us we were able to go and get these women out and place them in a small town of Tonopah, Nevada where we knew a man who owned an apartment building, a motel, a used car lot, a thrift store and a casino. We were able to put them into the motel for the night, then into an apartment where he would finance everything for the victim. Social Services would then come in and pay him for the housing and the furniture as well as give some food to the woman. He'd then finance them a little car to get around in and give them a job at the motel or the casino. We'd patch them up emotionally and after about a year they'd be able to move on out of there into their new lives.

They set up Sharnel on phony fraud charges to give her five years on a first offense. Who does that? While everyone is rightfully freely Sara Kazan – what about Sharnel? No one is listening to me that Sharnel was not only set up – but that she was part of our little “underground railroad” for these Nevada brothel prostitutes. Sharnel used to be a madam at the Mustang until we got her out of there.

This was why she was so passionate about helping these women she used to get roses from me and go up to the brothels and “appear” to be there on behalf of one of the local churches. She'd come in with her “act” of just being some born again christian who was harmless so that the brothel owners would let her come in and tell the women “Jesus loves you” so they'd get the roses. Inside however the rose was our phone number to call for help.

They found out about the man – and they started sending in the zoning and the building departments after him. They made him move his propane tanks and put on a new roof and install a new electrical system. Finally they just kept hitting him with so many “code violations” he had to sell the businesses' and retire. Between Sharnel being in jail and him now retired – there is no more “underground railroad” for these women in Nevada's brothels.

I tried putting out the warning we needed help. We held a press conference in 2008 asking for help. You can read about it here. What I got out of that was Melissa Farley running off with the money that was raised – and I was left with a completely demolished car.

Our outreach was finished. While I was trying to rebuild – Annie Lombert started the churches up raising money for her “Destiny House”. Then Pastor Benny Perez ran off with the money and Annie was left trying to figure out how to rebuild her dream of a safe house for adult women.

Problem is Annie – the women aren't safe in Nevada if they truly are trafficking victims of Nevada's trafficking rings. I know because they will move heaven and earth to find these women and drag them back – just like they did Airforce Amy. Who when I was trying to find volunteers to drive me up to find her when she tried to leave – everyone was too busy going to “sex trafficking classes” and “awareness events” to learn about the problem while I was trying to find a way to get to her before it was too late.

I managed to save up enough money to buy an 1985 RV for $4000. I couldn't take a car up 800 miles over and over again to go to the brothels in the middle of nowhere – especially when motels are expensive and these women leave with nothing. Then they stole it and returned it with a bomb in the exhaust system. I'm lucky the RV broke down and the bomb was discovered. They told me if I had driven it for 45 minutes to get the engine hot – I would have been blown to bits and it would have looked like an accident without a trace left to verify it was a deliberate bomb.

Who do I complain to? The Nevada US Attorney won't even mail me lists of where events are happening around the state with respect to sex trafficking. I saw her handed campaign contributions by Lance Malone and Dennis Hof. I then had the Nevada Secretary of State come after me trying to lock me up for six months for “operating a business without a license” and “soliciting donations without a nonprofit”.

Which I was able to block that attack by pointing out that to operate a business I have to be selling something. I'm not selling anything. I give away our Recovery Guide. I also don't “solicit donations”. The only person who ever did was people who were pretending to be me. I was able to prove that none of those people who were asking for donations in our name had any connection with us.

If anything – we were being conned just as much as the donors because the money sure never came to us. I was never so happy to be broke in my life as when I showed the man my checking statement with my little $720 a month that comes in and goes out on my tiny little weekly apartment.

So I'm done. No one wants to help and I have now to fight Metro, the Nevada US Attorney, city council – I'm just done. Everyone else is so busy running around telling people “don't speak to Jody because she's crazy” or “she's mean” like that has anything to do with who I'm trying to help.

You know what guys – one has to be crazy to do what I'm doing so deal with it. You want someone sane? They wouldn't touch what I do out here for a million bucks. I know because I'm constantly being told “I can't help you because I need to protect my family” when I'm talking to people with money to try and help us.

Assemblyman Bob Beers who was at our press conference in 2008 who said he was going to help us help these trafficking victims? Got so many death threats, and set up by the Review Journal on a “ethics charge” for a $5.00 donation they made – that he just threw in the towel and cut off the phone. He's not even in political office anymore and went back to teaching. Do I blame him? Nope. Because sane people don't do this work. So yeah I'm crazy – but that's why I'm still here.

There's an “abolition” event going on in a few months in Kansas. It's called “Exodus Cry”. I contacted them and asked them if they would help me truly “abolish” the brothels right in Nevada where we needed help to stamp them out by getting the Nevada voters to vote them out of business.

Dennis Hof is also embarking on the same campaign that Joe did in the 1980's to get it legalized in California. Which means we also need to convince California voters about the truth about these brothels now too. All over again. I spent from 1987 to 1991 going on national TV and speaking all over California to block Joe from getting the brothels expanded into California. I did it by myself – I didn't see any of these other groups out there with me getting fired, and getting evicted every time I spoke out about why these brothels couldn't come to California. But we won. The voters voted it down and Joe went back home with his tail between his legs.

I can't do this now that Dennis is now gearing up to come after California like Joe did in the 1980's. I have a kid at home right now with a brain tumor. I just got scammed on a car – so I now have no car. My income right now is SSI. So please tell me how am I going to stop what Dennis is starting in California?

Well getting some help from the people who are organizing this “abolition” event in Kansas would be a big help. So I wrote them. Their answer was that they believe that “governmental change” is the answer. You know what guys? The federal government has already established that having a brothel or not having a brothel in your state is not a federal decision. So going after the “government” in the war on abolition – is A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME. But let's not listen to someone who has been SUCCESSFULLY beating back the brothels since 1987. No - not when there's money to be made.

So I'm in California now. The ring that's bringing in these women from China live in Pasadena, California. They bring these women in through LAX. The massage parlors are everywhere. They are in Seattle, Texas, Kansas, New York, Florida (oh boy are they in Florida), California, etc. There's no gun to their head. Not needed.

These pimps know that if these women so much as just try and leave – they will be found through the expert hackers they have who can trace them in two seconds online, through their phone, through their email, etc. Wherever they try and live – found. Wherever they try and get a job – found. One flash of their pictures in a say “compromising position” and they will be thrown out on their ear back into the streets. Then what? Most don't even speak English. So they can't get a job except in Asian communities – where they will be found in two seconds of a heartbeat.

If they go to the police – they'll be deported because they won't have a job here that's legal. If they wind up in China – they will have proof of their incest shown to the authorities where they will receive the death penalty. That's if they aren't threatening them with the family left back home in China. The women are promised that their children will receive “good educations” at schools like UCLA where some of these womens' sons and daughters are right now. These women believe they are sacrificing themselves so that their children will get an education and get out of what they're trapped in.

The cities right now are giving these massage parlors licenses because they get money for that license. They also get sales tax and they generate revenue from renting the building to paying for their trash service. If the city wants a little extra cash – they go in and bust the women for prostitution. They might even get some “anti-trafficking” money to set up a task force to “help” these women. The local businesses get paid to advertise these parlors, paint the building, bring the laundry service, pay the electric company, house and feed the women, and even print up their flyers. So there's a lot of people making money off this operation. Even the airlines are making money flying the women in from China and home again once in a while to see their families when they need a “refresher course” about how lucky they are to be in America sucking off local businessman.

I'm trying to show these women that we can get them out of there because trust me – they don't want to be there. One of these women broke down in tears when I told her that we could get her out of there and I could hire her to do translations for me to go in and talk to the other women to get them out of there. She said to me “you mean I could take everything that's happened to me and use that to help other people?” When I told her yes – her eyes lit up like a kid in front of a Christmas tree.

But the contract I got from a local businessman to help these women is going to run out in a month. A very kind brave man asked me if I would help get these women out of this ring. I said yes but explained that it would cost money. We needed cell phones, and security, and ways to put these women up in housing that was safe, and gasoline, and hotels, and computers, and the list went on of what it would take to organize this mission. You can see by these arrests that we are making headway. We've managed to get some of the pimps behind bars.

But our job is far from over. Yes there's been a few arrests. But this is not everyone out of this trafficking operation yet. There's still parlors in Texas, New York, Florida, Los Angeles, etc. I've managed to help shut down a few parlors and get a few of these pimps behind bars by leaving bread crumbs for the authorities – and to show a few of these women who speak English that there's a way out.

But I need them to help me with the women who speak Chinese – and I need more time. I realized in tackling this problem that we couldn't get these women, and their children, out of this vicious cycle unless we could get the pimps first locked up and unable to come after these women. Have I accomplished that? Mostly. There were other arrests back in June. Some, but not all, of these pimps behind this operation have been locked up.

But the women get out from these prostitution charges and just go on to the other massage parlor in another town. I can't even speak to them without translators. Now unless I come across a woman who speaks Mandarin who is willing to travel across the country with me for free – we need money to execute this part of the operation.

What about the child victims of trafficking? You take any one of these kids to an airport and Children of the Night will fly them in to a wonderful program that follows them for life. Hugh Hefner gave them a $1,000,000 not long ago and she has celebrity and governmental support. Anyone who sees one of these kids now knows to call Polaris – and they're out. These kids now have a way out.

But what about these Asian women all over this country now? The money this businessman gave me to start on this project is running out in a month. He's told me he can't afford to pay me to do this work past July. What's it take to help these women to break free from this ring? Come talk to me if you want to find out how you can help these women. Want to fight the brothel's from expanding out of Storey County? Come talk to me.

I thought I said I “didn't need to raise any money”. This is where it might be confusing. I run two programs – the first is Sex Workers Anonymous. We have a hotline where you can call in and speak to another survivor. SWA has meetings, phone support, a Recovery Guide, the steps, etc. We are a world-wide program with 1,000's of members. I'm just the main head office and I coordinate the meetings and the members. I am not the program. I don't “lead” anyone other than helping them to find their own inner guidance where “the ultimate authority is a loving God”. We don't offer housing, medical care, education, etc. We show the members how to break free of addiction and how to find a new way of life. Key word is “we” - not “me”.

Then there's Trafficking and Prostitution Services. That's where someone can call when things are a little bit tricky and they can't get help anywhere else. I've called many of the “Asian trafficking groups” and they have offered these women safe houses. But if they can't leave for fear of what will happen to them and their family – a safe house means nothing to them because they won't go. To them, staying means saving their family so why would they leave?

This problem of the Asian trafficking is more complicated than a street kid on the corner because there are cities that have a hand in these pimp's pockets, and there are businesses that are also making their living off supporting these women being right where they are. If you've seen some of these recent arrests where our government has been using these women to help negotiate deals, and the Chinese government has been using these women for espionage purposes, as well as the hackers have been using them to get information from the “johns” like their credit card numbers – then you have a lot of people out there with big pockets who don't want these women to find any help.

Tackling this kind of problem isn't easy. Everyone agrees that we all need to rescue street kids. But try and tell a city council you want to shut down some businesses – and you are going to find a whole different type of reaction.

So when I say “buyer beware” what I'm saying is that when you look at a “trafficking group” you need to ask yourself what is it they're saying that they're doing. Then you need to ask yourself what you want to support and get behind.