Who you callin’ an antisemite?

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This nice Jewish guy? Shame on you!

The president of Venezuela, Nicolás Maduro Moros, rebuffed the accusations of the Latin American Jewish Congress’s director, Claudio Epelman, who called him antisemitic because of the relationship Venezuela maintains with the people of Iran.

During the plenary assembly on Monday of the World Jewish Congress, in Budapest, Hungary, Epelman stated that the growing ties between Iran and several Latin American countries, especially Venezuela, “are causing an increase in antisemitism in the region.”

“A strong presence and strengthening of the relations between various Latin American countries and Iran is a promoting factor of antisemitism on the continent,” Epelman said.

“I greatly lament the declarations of Claudio Epelman, director of the Latin American Jewish Congress, whom I know and whom we have received in Venezuela so many times, saying that there is antisemitism in Venezuela and accusing Chávez and me…let him accuse me if he will, but be quiet about Chávez,” said Maduro in response to Epelman’s remarks.

“We reject that campaign. We are a humanistic people, we are not antisemites,” said the president during a Street Government meeting in Baruta, Miranda. “In Venezuela we have never had antisemitism. All the religions and peoples of the world are welcome here. We are an open-hearted people.”

The president explained: “One thing is that we have differences with the state of Israel…We reject the attack by Israel on Damascus, the people of Syria, and the attacks against the Gaza Strip and the people of Palestine. We are at the forefront of the struggle against those who have hijacked, by way of a repressive state like Israel, a noble people like the Jewish people.

“If there is a people who have a socialist tradition, it is the Jewish people, for thousands of years. And we respect their history,” Maduro added. “My grandparents were Jews, the Maduros as well as the Moros. They converted to Catholicism in Venezuela…The mother of [communications and information minister] Ernesto Villegas also comes from that tradition.”

“Historically speaking, antisemites are linked to the currents of Opus Dei, who direct the Venezuelan right wing. The Catholicism of the right has always maintained that the Jews were the ones who killed Christ. And over top of that, they constructed a myth of persecution. The Catholicism of the right fed Mussolini and Hitler, not Lenin, who was a fighter for the rights of the Jewish people. Marx was a Jew.”

“Here, the Liberator had Jews among his troops, and people who supported the Jewish people, among them Samuel Maduro, one of the first Maduros to arrive here in 1812. And if we come to Hugo Chávez, he was the one who inaugurated the ecumenical era of religion in Venezuela,” Maduro added.

“The Jewish Holocaust was created by the ultra-right and international capital financing. As Luis Britto García says, What is fascism? Rancid financial capital, the aristocracy holding the power of the state. When the aristocracy takes power in capitalism, that’s fascism.

“Who liberated the concentration camps all over the battle front, in Poland and Germany? The Red Army, led by Marshal Zhukov! They were liberated camp by camp. That’s what the revolutionaries of the Soviet Union did. We are their heirs. Of the good, at least, of the anti-fascist struggle, we are the heirs of the Soviet Union,” Maduro said.

Also, Maduro explained that “Holocaust” means extermination, and for that reason he considers it pertinent to use that term in reference to the colonization of the Americas in 1492, where an estimated 100 million indigenous people died, and more than 30 million Africans were kidnapped, enslaved and killed. “How can you describe how 30 million people were taken from their lands, and half of them died at sea, and the other half were enslaved? Holocaust means extermination,” Maduro added.

“Here, they exterminated our indigenous. They killed our ancestors. It was an Indigenous Holocaust,” the president concluded.

The accusations of antisemitism contrast with the openness and cordiality of Chávez as well as Maduro toward representatives of the Jewish community. Last January, Maduro, then vice-president, met in Caracas with members of the World Jewish Congress.

In 2009, Maduro also met with the secretary-general of the World Jewish Congress, Michel Schnaider, and the president of the Latin American Congress, Jack Tenpins, among others representatives of both institutions, who called the meeting “cordial and fruitful.”

The cordial relations during the government of the late president Hugo Chávez and that of Maduro contradict the accusations of antisemitism against the Venezuelan government.

Activists and political personalities who support the cause of Palestine and who are critics of the government of Israel, including Jews such as Noam Chomsky, Norm Finkelstein, or the US activist Medea Benjamin, founder of Global Exchange and Code Pink, are frequent targets of accusations of “antisemitism” or “judeophobia” on the part of pro-Israel organizations such as AIPAC and the Anti-Defamation League (ADL).

Incidents such as the attack on a synagogue in Caracas in 2009, were energetically condemned by said pro-Israel organizations as examples of the supposed antisemitism of the Chávez administration, which was accused of promoting the attacks. The condemnations received much media coverage around the world, in contrast with silence over the energetic condemnation of Chávez against said crime, the investigation which revealed that the government had no relation to the incident, and the special protection offered by Chávez to provide security to the synagogue afterward.

Translation mine.

Yeah, that’s right, you bitches…Venezuela has a Jewish president. Maybe not a religious one, but one with Jewish ancestry on both sides, regardless.

By contrast, his former opponent, Henrique Capriles Radonski, another practising Roman Catholic, brags of his Jewish ancestors too, but he only has them on his mother’s side. (Plus he’s a Majunche, which cancels out anything else anyway.)

And like Chavecito before him, Nicolás Maduro knows his history, knows his onions, has good relations on the ground with Venezuelan Jews (funny how few of THEM have turned out to accuse him otherwise), and in short, he’s good for the Jews. Something I greatly doubt the Majunche would be, as he’s only out for himself, and not the common good.

So, a bus driver can’t be president, eh?

Well, these German bus drivers think differently:

These interviews were conducted by a Venezuelan revolutionary group, the Frente Peumayén, in Berlin. The drivers think it’s cool that Venezuela has one of their own as head of state, and that you don’t need a fancy degree to be a good leader (are you listening, Dr. Merkel?)

One of them even jokes that he was born in the wrong country. Yeah, I feel that way too. All the cool things nowadays are happening in Latin America, Venezuela especially. Can I come down and live there? I promise I won’t take up much space.

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Economics for Dummies: Why higher wages are GOOD for the economy

In a nutshell, this is it:

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Of course, you can never overestimate the power of Stoopid in capitalist economies. That’s why you’ll find people working not two, but three or even four jobs and still being unable to make ends meet. They’re not the stupid ones for taking those jobs; their employers are, for cheaping out and banking on a high employee turnover rate commensurate with job-seekers’ desperation. They won’t end up with more loyal customers, only disgruntled ex-employees.

Whenever I was fired without cause or forced to quit (yes, that happens!), I never went back to buy from that particular place. I’d diligently put in hours and loyalty and, in return, got paid poorly and treated like shit. Creativity was never rewarded in those places; even conformity was no guarantee of anything. You could do your job to the letter and still lose it the next day to a gum-snapping kid who’d do it poorly, but who would no doubt do it for less. The quality of the goods was just as terrible as was working there. And at least one of those businesses is now OUT of business.

I’m sure all of that is no coincidence.

The woman who avenged Che Guevara

A five-minute film in Spanish, based on the life of Monika Ertl. She was the daughter of Nazi propagandist Hans Ertl, “Hitler’s photographer”, who fled to South America after World War II along with some other notorious Nazis who later figured in the local fascist circles — among them Klaus Barbie, the “Butcher of Lyon”, who taught the arts of Nazi torture to Barrientos’s thugs in Bolivia, and whom Monika grew up calling “Uncle”. Monika went the other way, politically speaking; she became a leftist guerrilla during the late 1960s. In 1971 she went back to her native Germany; she disguised herself as a journalist and shot the Bolivian consul in Hamburg. And why not? He was none other than Colonel Roberto Quintanilla, who ordered the final indignity to Che’s corpse when he had his men cut off the guerrilla comandante’s hands before burying the remains beneath the airstrip at Vallegrande.

Walter Martínez debunks a disgusting rumor

Apparently there’s been yet another dirty lie circulating on the Internets about the health of a certain popular Venezuelan president. A video has surfaced, purporting to show him in a “critical” state. Would it surprise you greatly to know that the man in the video above isn’t Chavecito? And that Venezuelan journalist Walter Martínez has some very harsh words for the asshole who spread that lie around?

The host of VTV’s program “Dossier”, Walter Martínez, debunked the video which is making the rounds of the social networks, in which President Chávez is supposedly seen during his operation, performed on December 11, 2012.

“This is one more filthy lie, which is being circulated in the electronic media,” Martínez said.

Martínez also condemned the attitude of the Panamanian ex-ambassador, Guillermo Cochez, who retransmitted the video to make people believe that it was Chávez who appeared in it.”

“This is not the 30 seconds the ex-ambassador showed, but the entire three minutes of an intervention to save the life of a patient, 48 years of age, whom they were trying to intubate in order to perform a resection of a hypophyseal adenoma,” Martínez explained.

Martínez explained the procedure on the video step by step, and revealed the year in which the video had originally appeared on the Internet: “They published it in 2008. It has nothing to do with what this coprófago, the former ambassador of Panama to the Organization of American States (OAS), was trying to do when he took 30 seconds of the video, from a certain angle, and showed it to everyone in Washington.”

Translation mine.

Coprófago is a very nice, medical-Greek Spanish way of saying “shit-eater”, literally.

Walter Martínez uses another word, too, one not medicalese, but a Spanish word which has no English translation: cochinada, a noun which implies piggishness and sloppiness. (Incidentally, there is a German equivalent: Schweinerei.) He incorporates that very skilfully into a play on the name of the ex-ambassador, Cochez, “or Cochon”, he says. Cochon is French for pig.

Yes, that’s right, he called the ex-ambassador of Panama to the OAS a shit-eating pig.

I’m sure the pigs have every right to feel grievously insulted, as do the shit-eaters of the world.

Festive Left Friday Blogging: Solidarity is EVERYWHERE, bitches

Yesterday, Venezuela was not the only place where people were demonstrating huge support for a certain much-loved president who wasn’t well enough to take his own oath of office (yet!):

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That was, of course, just one European city. Here’s what it looked like in various parts of Latin America:

Whether Quichua shamans in Ecuador, or Afro-Cuban santer@s, or leftist partisans anywhere, there was a lot of positive energy in the air. Three South American presidential friends (from Argentina, Peru and Uruguay) are going to visit him in Cuba, as well; Cristina’s there already. So while I am concerned about Chavecito’s health, very much so (and incensed about the stupidity of the headline of this irresponsible DW piece, which also relies primarily on the “analysis” of a fanatical ex-Cuban who’s still sounding the Chicken Little alarm about the Brothers Castro), at least I know one thing: Bolivarianism is not going to die, no matter what. These Argentines get it:

So don’t anyone make noises about “decapitation” or the “end of the line” for anything. Bolivarianism is bigger than any one individual. This movement existed before Chávez even launched his first rebellion in 1992. It will live on, no matter what happens to him.

Meanwhile, here in North America, there’s another heartening note: Idle No More just keeps on spreading. How far? Well, here’s an indicator:

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Abdelaziz and Mohammed, from Agadir, Morocco. This photo appeared on Facebook just this week. And given that today is the official international day of action for the movement, what more appropriate way to mark it?

Indian woman brutally gang-raped. Where are the media???

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Breaking: A few days ago, an Indian woman was gang-raped, beaten, and left to die by thugs. So far, this hasn’t made the news in any major venue. But, you say, doesn’t India have a rape problem? And aren’t there huge mass demonstrations against it? Yes, that’s right. But this isn’t India. And this woman isn’t THAT kind of Indian:

“There was a woman, who was taken by two non-native guys, raped and left for dead,” stated Chief Peter Collins, the Chief of Fort William First Nation. Collins says “It is a hate crime against our community”.

In a media statement issued today, Idle No More states, “On Thursday evening Angela Smith (not her real name to protect her identity) was walking to a store in the city of Thunder Bay, Ontario. Two Caucasian men pulled their car up along side her as she walked on the sidewalk and began issuing racial slurs while throwing items at her from the car. When she continued to walk, the car stopped and the passenger of the vehicle got out of the car and grabbed the woman by her hair and forced her into the back of the car where she was held her down in the back seat by one of them and driven out of the city.

“They drove her to a surrounding wooded area where they brutally sexually assaulted, strangled and beat her. During the attack they told her it wasn’t the first time they had committed this type of crime and added, ‘it wouldn’t be the last’. They also told her ‘You Indians deserve to lose your treaty rights’. Making a reference to the current peaceful protests being undertaken by First Nations in Thunder Bay and throughout the country under the banner of Idle No More”.

Thankfully, unlike her counterpart in India, this woman is still alive, conscious, and talking about it:

Left for dead in the wooded area, ‘Angela’ managed to walk for four to five hours back to her home, where police were called. She was taken by ambulance to the hospital and the crime is currently under investigation.

Speaking from her home in Thunder Bay on Friday, ‘Angela’ said, “The only thought that came to my mind were my children. I thought I would never see them again.”

She said she also wanted to get the information out to community members in Thunder Bay, “It’s a cruel world out there and right now with the First Nations trying to fight this Bill (Bill C-45) everyone should be looking over their shoulder constantly because there are a lot of racists out there and to be careful.”

Yeah, John Fucking Baird, go right ahead and reject what Amnesty International is saying about us. Who the hell cares what you think? It’s all too true. Canada has nothing to boast about on any front right now. Canada has a racism problem. Canada has a sexism problem. Canada has a RAPE problem. None of these problems have been resolved, so there can be no “moving on”.

And all these human rights abuses are the “proud” legacy of conservatism. You know, the doctrine of white male Christian capitalist supremacy? Where one relatively small group of people goes around telling all the rest what to do…and if the Others don’t obey, they rape, beat and kill them with virtual impunity.

Now, I’m not Native. My parents are German immigrants. I’m a first-generation Canadian. I suppose I should, by the lights of our lovely SupposiTories, just wash my hands of all this and make like it’s not my problem.

But it IS my problem.

Because I am a woman. Because I too have to watch my back, constantly. From the moment I hit puberty, when I was 10 years old, I had to be on guard against prying eyes, groping hands, and worse. I had to face bullies who couched their threats of violence in graphically sexual terms. I have no doubt that at least some of them, if they felt they could get away with it, would have carried out all their threats and then some.

And while I didn’t know it at the time, it was only the fact that I was white that saved my skin. White girls and women have the narrowest margin of safety over their aboriginal sisters in this regard. We get harassed and molested, and sometimes raped. THEY get beaten, raped and killed. And they get that all the time, and nobody from the media seems to ever say boo.

And the reason all this happens is because there’s this age-old mentality that the “Indian” must be killed. Residential schools were built on the belief that it was necessary to “kill the Indian in the child”, so that all these pesky indigenous peoples, with their quaint belief in the sanctity of nature and the land, would not get in the way of capitalism when the settlers took over what had previously been owned by no one, and home to all. They could not be allowed to speak their own languages, practice their own customs, or worship their ancestral deities and spirits. They were stripped of everything, even the hair on their heads; one of the first things that happened to Native children when they were incarcerated in residential schools was that they would have their braids cut off. After all, that long hair was symbolic of the entire culture that they were meant to abandon. Whitey had to show ‘em who was boss, right off the bat. What “better” — more traumatizing, more scarifying — way to do it than to just hack off their hair?

Well, I suppose it was a little bit more humane than smallpox-infested blankets. But still.

When I think of that, and then look at the Native people around me — and I live not far from the Alderville reserve — I’m amazed that there is anything left of the old ways at all. But like the last remnants of the tallgrass prairie here in Ontario, they still stubbornly survive. It isn’t much, but somehow it’s enough to keep going on.

And now, with Idle No More on the rise — and not only among Natives — it’s obvious that the days of conciliation and accommodation are over. And I’m glad of that. I don’t like seeing people being forced to accept oppression in any way, shape or form. I was bullied as a kid, so I have an idea of how that feels. I know what it means to wish you could fight back, if only you weren’t so alone. I’m glad when I see the victims of bullying band together, turn around, and fight back.

And they ARE fighting back. They are fighting back in a big, albeit peaceful, way.

The other day, the CN rail lines between Toronto and Montréal were blockaded. I only knew it was over when I looked out the window and saw the first VIA trains moving again. It takes a LOT of people power to block off a major rail line like CN, and in such a busy corridor. They must have inconvenienced hundreds of holiday travelers, who only wanted to carry on their New Year’s revelry uninterrupted. But they made their point, and then let them go on. No one was hurt or harmed; they just had to cool their heels for a few hours.

And, let’s face it, the mere discomfiture of some privileged white folks is nothing compared to what the Natives have suffered for these past four centuries here. It is nothing compared to what the woman who survived that racist rape has suffered. It is nothing compared to what happened to the Native women kidnapped and killed by Robert Pickton, or those who disappeared off the Highway of Tears. It is nothing compared to what has gone on for literal years out on the Prairies, where an intoxicated Indian of either sex can get dragged off the streets of Saskatoon by the local police, taken to some remote place beyond the outskirts, and simply left to die of exposure.

This all has happened, and not long ago, either. For all I know, it could still be going on. Police racism is a fact in Canada. It is what kept the Highway of Tears from being properly policed, and the Downtown East Side of Vancouver. It was what sent Donald Marshall to jail for more than a decade for a murder which had been committed by a white man named Roy Ebsary. The cops who put him away were blatantly racist; their attitude was that the only good Indian was a dead Indian. Sending him to the penitentiary was as good as a death sentence, since that sort of thing has a terrible effect on the mind of an innocent person. Donald Marshall was never the same again.

One might say that they sent him off to residential school.

One might say similar things about the as-yet-unnamed thugs who assaulted this Native woman, and all the others like her.

And one really ought to say the same about our Conservative politicians, who are currently trying their hardest to ignore a Native woman to death.

Well, if Chief Theresa Spence dies, there will be no end of uproar. They will not have killed the pesky Injun in anyone. They will have awakened that person in all of us, and not only those of indigenous descent. We will ALL be Indians on that day.

And good fucking luck trying to ignore THAT.

PS: This just in…the Grope & Flail has covered the story. And who got them to do it? My friend Brenda. Verbatim, from her Facebook page: “I am pleased to report that The Globe and Mail’s national editors kept their word. First thing this morning, I emailed them (in my capacity as a publicist) to ask them to please cover this very important story – and included all of the details I had gathered. The article was just published online 20 minutes ago – and should be in your morning newspaper tomorrow. Yes!”

An important seasonal message for the (self-)righteous among nations

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Ahem. Courtesy of my good friend, Brenda Lewis, on her Facebook page:

In recent weeks and days, I have once again noticed that ‘tis the season to be judgmental for some folks. Both on Facebook and even seeping into my private ‘regular’ email box via those supposedly well-meaning cc’s. Apparently, some folks who read the bible think that they are morally superior to those of us who don’t – and those of us who don’t … let’s see, that would be: Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, Buddhists, Wiccans, North American Indigenous Peoples, Kwanzaa, Bahai, Agnostic, Humanist, Atheist, etc. I have seen posts of everything from “if children read the bible in school, they wouldn’t end up in prisons as adults”, to that annoying post claiming to quote Ben Stein (when half of the quote was made up by someone else. Google it), to having someone of similar ethnic background from me refuse to accept my Hanukah greetings because they did not fit this person’s rigid view of what that holiday might mean (ok, that was just plain rude). What I’m saying here is that instead of creating more divisions, how easy would it be to instead just accept our differences in beliefs – and give each other a pat on the back for the good things that we do for each other, our brother and sister humans – and all that lives on our tiny blue planet? Be good for goodness sake, people.

Okay, some backgrounder is in order. Brenda’s Hanukkah greeting was from a Humanistic Jewish viewpoint, and this offended someone who apparently believes that the only real Jews are the orthodox (or ultra-orthodox) kind. And it seems that this same offended party, in her haste to condemn “forced assimilation”, forgot the lesson of the miracle of the holy light that burned for eight days, outlasting a siege for long enough that fresh oil could come into the temple. This person seems to think that the real point of Hanukkah is not to celebrate the light of human brotherhood, but to curse the darkness of “forced assimilation” in strict Old Testament fashion.

Talk about missing the point.

Now, Brenda knows all about my being a Bad German. She knows about my grandpa who was drafted into the Waffen-SS. She also knows about my other grandpa, who openly complained about Hitler in the street, saying he didn’t vote for that Austrian bastard, and he didn’t know anyone else who did either, and how you couldn’t get proper shoes in Germany anymore since that little shit came to power. She knows about how my grandpa got called up on the carpet by the Gestapo for that, and how the fascist officer threatened him into silence with an unfinished sentence: “Herr Becker, Sie haben vier Kinder…” (Herr Becker, you have four children…) She probably knows, too, about how my grandma with the four children got a Mother’s Cross of the Reich for that glorious achievement; that sort of thing is public knowledge.

And I think she knows, too, about my mom’s 11-month-old baby sister, who died of malnutrition and dysentery in a refugee camp, and was buried under a swastika flag. Hitler’s war made refugees of my mother’s family, ethnic Germans from the Vojvodina province of Yugoslavia. They were “called back” to a “homeland” that treated them as second-class citizens because they were born abroad. And her father, my grandfather, was “offered” the “honor” of joining the SS, even though he was not a Nazi, not blond, not blue-eyed…and not the least bit warlike. But he was tall, and he had done mandatory service in the Yugoslavian army, and he spoke Serbo-Croatian and Hungarian, so he was deemed to be an asset. And besides, he had three daughters and a wife, and they were all refugees. As you can guess, the “honor” was no honor, and he had no choice but to accept it. (Well, okay, he did have SOME choice. It was either that, or be shot…and watch his family be shot first.)

So what has this to do with Brenda’s Hanukkah greeting? Oh, just this:

Hitler clearly thought some Germans were better than others. More German, if you will. And he was willing to wipe out those he deemed insufficiently German…to end “forced assimilation” of Germans by un-German unpersons. So much so that he declared war both within and outside Germany’s borders to exterminate them. Those who couldn’t flee in time, had to hide. Those who were found, were dragged off to camps where they either starved and were worked to death, or were gassed outright on arrival and cremated en masse. He also tried to set up a breeding program so that those whose looks and Germanic pedigree met his approval could be induced to churn out more of the same. (Hence that whole Mother’s Cross nonsense, where only some mothers get rewarded for doing what all mothers do.) It was a human-rights violation so atrocious that to this day, it is the gold standard of the evil that people are capable of when they decide that some of us are superior to the rest.

You would think that some people could draw a lesson from that.

Well, some of them can’t. And one of them kvetched out Brenda for her lack of ethno-ideological purity. Brenda is, it seems, not Jewish enough.

Since when are some Jews more Jewish than others?

I don’t know, but apparently it’s a thing. And Hanukkah is, apparently, the season when this particularly ironic brand of self-righteousness asserts itself.

Just as Christmas is when certain militantly orthodox Christians all decide to assert that theirs is the One True Way and Light. You know, those same that have been killing Jews for twenty centuries for the imaginary crime of killing Jesus?

Yeah. Those people.

Being a pagan myself, I can only smile wryly and shake my head at all that. And being a humanist, socialist, feminist, and all that, I reject those attitudes that say I must define myself by condemning all the things I am not. I reject racism, sexism, xenophobia, and religious bigotry. I may be a Bad German, but for that very reason, I am determined not to repeat the stupidities that nearly killed my ancestors.

The fact that either branch of my family survived that genocidal war is a bit of lucky-unlucky irony that would make Kurt Vonnegut smile wryly if he knew. I think about it every time I read Slaughterhouse-Five. (I hereby resolve also to think of it the next time I have one of my 3 a.m. existential crises, when I wake up in the middle of the night for no reason, only to wonder why I am here and what the hell my purpose in life is.)

My friends accept the awful history that went into the making of me. And they love me in spite of the things my parents and grandparents had to do to survive and bring me into this world. That’s the best gift I could have, at this time of year or any other.

And if I have to “celebrate” this season by reaffirming some kind of imaginary superiority over those-who-are-not-just-like-me, I say FUCK IT.

Heathen’s greetings to all, and to all a good night.

Why women go back to shitty men

Robin “Rihanna” Fenty, making the mistake of her life. Let’s hope it doesn’t actually COST her her life.

Okay. So lots of people are asking why women who seem to otherwise have everything going for them keep going back to shitty men who only abuse them, put them down, and take advantage of them. Recently, one of them became yet another sad statistic in the annals of domestic violence. You’d think that these women could learn to stay the fuck away from these Bhad Nhews Boyz, and yet they keep going back. And the body count just keeps on growing.

So why IS that?

Well, I’m not an expert of any kind, so take this with the obligatory heaping teaspoonful of salt. But I’ve been one of those women, and so have several others near and dear to me. And so I’ve gleaned a bit of insight into what keeps us going back to guys we ought to put behind us for good. I’ve listed ten reasons — some rational, some not, and some just plain fucked up, but all powerful and compelling:

1. Traditional family values. You married him, for better or for worse. And it turns out you got “worse”. He drinks, he’s mentally unstable, he beats the shit out of you. But since divorce is either verboten or extremely difficult to get, or considered shameful, you strive to love, honor, obey, and stick it out until death does you part. And if death comes by his hand, so be it. You are property of your husband and there is not a damn thing you can do about that. You were raised to believe this, and you do, devoutly, even to your own detriment. If your religion values female martyrdom, you might even go to your grave this way…and gladly. Your deeply held values leave you no other choice.

2. You are a Nice Girl. I suffered badly from this one myself. Couldn’t say no, couldn’t say boo to a goose, couldn’t say shit if I had a mouthful. And when my drunken on/off boyfriend of five years got too deep into his beer, which he did every time I went out with him, he wound up the evening not with sex or kisses or a promise to see me again soon, but with ugly insults. I was a “candy-ass”. For being a Nice Girl. And I took it, because if someone I cared about told me so when he was drunk and his inhibitions were down, it must be true. In vina veritas, etc. I sat there and took it until he passed out. Then I would walk home, holding back my tears all the way. And sometimes, NOT holding back. And wondering why I could never work up the nerve to at least tell him to sober the fuck up. Why not? Because Nice Girls never tell guys what to do. And because if they try, they get shouted down and told to stop being such a fucking cunt. Which is the absolute worst thing anyone can call a Nice Girl. And short of actual physical violence (which, mercifully, I was spared), it is the most painful thing in the world to have the very good thing you are trying to be thrown back in your face.

3. You’re afraid to be alone. You’d rather be with the wrong man than no man at all. You’ve totally internalized the idea that a woman without a man is nothing. And, so as not to be a loser yourself, you put up with one instead. And you put up with whatever he dishes out to you, too.

4. You are codependent. He’s hooked on booze, drugs, or some combination of the two, and you are hooked on him. Sober, he’s the nicest guy you ever met; loaded, he’s a goddamn motherfucking piece of shit. But since you see the good side of him as well as the bad, you think that the one MUST eventually win out over the other. So you keep hanging on, trying to get him to detox and get into recovery. Even if he doesn’t want to go. You haven’t yet realized that until HE realizes he’s got a problem and needs to do something about it, all your pleas are falling on chemically deaf ears.

5. He is a master manipulator. This is the kind of dude who could teach the MRA/PUA “community” a thing or two about fucking with a woman’s head and yoinking her around like a yo-yo. He knows exactly where all her weak spots are, and he exploits them callously and without shame. He undermines her self-esteem until there’s nothing left. Then, when she’s just a hollow shell and sucked dry, he leaves her, forcing her to chase after him, and ignores her…at least until he finds something new that he can suck out of her. Then, suddenly, he just yoinks that ol’ yo-yo string, and boom, she’s back in his clutches. Some guys do this to several ladies at once. All of them notably lacking in self-esteem and the wherewithal to say no to him. Strong, assertive women don’t interest this guy, except maybe for the perverse thrill of bringing down an especially bitchy “high-value target” and turning her into a terminal Nice Girl. Low-hanging fruit is more his style. Pimps usually fall under this rubric.

6. DRAMA. Love and suffering, writ large! One or both of them may thrive on it, and consider a relationship “dull” unless it’s constantly on the rocks. This is especially true of basically insecure people who are only mildly to moderately talented, and whose careers therefore depend on keeping their names in the headlines as much as possible (hello, young lovers!). Normal sex isn’t thrilling enough; it has to be angry and violent, or else it has to be the make-up kind. Adrenaline rushes take precedence over feelings of warmth and security. Other chemical (co)dependencies may also feed into this.

7. You take a tremendous pride in your own “strength”. You are an awesome woman, with talent to spare and a résumé to prove it. Instead of using all that to help you get away from him, though, you tolerate and conceal his abuses. Running away from him spells failure and weakness on your part. Besides, what would others think if they knew that you, a strong woman immersed in a good career, were abused? Better just to daub an extra layer of makeup on those bruises and hope nobody notices.

8. He is so violent that you don’t dare try to escape. When he threatens to hunt you down and kill you, you know he means to make good on that. So you don’t call the cops; you don’t report it; you don’t press charges; you don’t do anything that you fear might set him off. It is a perverse sense of self-preservation that keeps you hanging on. Or that sends you back to him, rather than staying in the women’s shelter and filing for divorce.

9. Economic dependency. This one is blindingly obvious. When you’re paid only 70 cents to every dollar he makes, or are not allowed by Mr. Macho (or your #1 or #2 upbringing) to work for a living at all, you have every reason to go home to him and stay there, and none at all to strike out on your own. And if he’s a pimp-type (refer back to #5), chances are he’s taking every buck you make for himself, and beating you if you don’t hand over enough money to him at the end of a working day. Again, self-preservation takes a perverse turn here.

10. Love. Or rather, “love”. Note the quotation marks! If you are in love with him, or at least are convinced that you are, and have no better frame of reference to tell you differently, you’ll put up with just about anything…and go back to it, too.

I’m sure there are more reasons; these are just the ones that occurred to me off the top of my head. (Please feel free to fill me in on anything I may have missed in the comments!)

Bear in mind, too, that usually it’s not just one reason or another, but several at once, that keep women ensnared. The more often she goes back to Mr. Shitty, the more complex the brangle of causes. In addition to #2, I fell victim to #3, #4, and #10. Luckily, I was able to overcome them all; it took me five years to sort myself out and find the wherewithal, but when I dumped the drunk, I dumped him definitively. That was 20 years ago. I’ve been in sporadic contact with him since then, but never once did I look him up; it was always him contacting me, not the other way around. And when I did see him, it only reminded me of how much better my life is without him.

Today, I’d rather have no man than the wrong man. I still dream of falling in love — who doesn’t? — but I have no intention of landing under anyone’s thumb ever again. That’s not love, that’s misogyny.

And there is no greater hindrance to real love than that.

Prostitution in Germany: hard facts, hard debate, harder thoughts

(Photo: EMMA.)

German FEMEN demonstrators outside the largest brothel in the cathedral city of Köln. They consider prostitution a human rights abuse, and hold up human trafficking, rampant in Germany, as an example of how liberalization of laws governing the “Oldest Profession” has failed. A Swedish feminist, interviewed by EMMA (the leading German feminist magazine), agrees. I’m going to translate the interview in its entirety, as what she has to say resonated very strongly with me, as well…and at the end, I’ll explain why, in case it’s not self-explanatory already.

The leftist Kajsa Ekis Ekman speaks with EMMA about prostitution as a right-wing concept — and as a left-wing fallacy.

EMMA: How did you come to write your book, Varat och Varan (trans: Wares and Being)?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: I lived in Barcelona, and shared an apartment with a woman who prostituted herself at a highway rest stop. I was there when she came home at night with her so-called boyfriend, that is, her pimp, all drunk. When I went back to Sweden in 2006, a debate was going on: Prostitution as “sex work”, which liberates women. I had experienced it quite differently, and wanted to get involved.

EMMA: Didn’t Sweden have this debate already, in 1999, when it brought in legal punishment for johns?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: No, at the time there were all the “old-fashioned” arguments: “Prostitution is the oldest profession in the world”, or “A man just can’t help needing sex”. The “modern” arguments came up later. Suddenly, it was: Prostitution is liberated sexuality, and whoever is against it, is a puritanical moralist. That had something to do with the strengthening of the queer movement, which defined prostitution as hip and cool. The problem is, this movement may have called norms into question, but not power relationships. In this discourse, the prostitute is not a human being, but a symbol of sexual transgression, with which one can adorn oneself, like an earring. So I decided to write a book, in order to bring some facts into the debate. For example, opponents of the anti-john law have always claimed that the law was just the doing of social workers and radical feminists, and that no one had ever listened to the prostitutes. But when I looked at the studies, I realized that this was not true. In the 1970s, there had been a complete change of perspective among researchers. Whereas before, people used to look on prostitutes as criminals and not a part of society, later they began to go into their milieu, and ask questions of them. Ever since then, studies about prostitution have drawn their conclusions from the world of prostitution: from prostitutes themselves, but also from pimps and johns. Their testimony forms the basis of our law.

EMMA: What is your response to the so-called “progressives” who say that a woman should have the “right” to prostitute herself, and a man the “right” to buy a woman?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: That’s a stupid argument by any analysis. If we based our society on the maxim that everyone can do what they want, and no one has the right to stop them, we’d be living in a completely different society than the one we have right now. So let’s analyze what prostitution is. Leaving aside, for the moment, the human traffickers, pimps, and the high rape and murder rates, and just looking at the two people who meet in prostitution, you see that one of them wants sex, and the other does not. Without this basic requirement there is no prostitution, because when two people both want to have sex with each other, there is no reason that one of them should pay for it. Even in the priciest escort service in a five-star hotel, she doesn’t want sex, but money. So there is always the inequality of desire. Prostitution speaks to the right-wing concept of a hierarchic class-based society, in which some make the decisions, and others carry them out.

EMMA: In your book, you decry the fact that left and right have become allies on the subject of prostitution.

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: Yes. Because on the one side, we have the neoliberal right-wingers, who believe in the free market and want to deregulate everything. And on the other, we have the post-modern leftists, who just say yes to everything that sounds to them like freedom. Now we have prostitution with a totally deregulated market, low wages and high rent, which dictates the vocabulary of the left: “Oppressed women are empowering themselves to define their own lives and refuse to be victims.”

EMMA: You write that the “victim” has been simply erased from this debate.

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: The word “victim” is now practically taboo. It’s painful to be a victim, it’s the worst thing that can happen to a person. That’s why everybody always hastens to say: “I’m not a victim! I refuse to be a victim! I don’t want to be called a victim!” So naturally, in the prostitution debate, there can be no victims. Instead, one is a “subject”. That means: If you’re a victim, you have to be ashamed about it. Because it’s ultimately your own decision to be a victim. That, again, is part of the neoliberal agenda: Everything is the free decision of the “subject”. The opposite of “victim” is not “subject”, it’s “perpetrator”. But when there are no victims, there are also no perpetrators. With that, not only does the victim disappear, but also the responsibility of the sex-buyer. The sociologist, Heather Montgomery, wrote about children in Thailand who were sold into prostitution from their own villages. Montgomery writes that these children had developed great survival strategies, so you could not call them “victims” in any way. It just doesn’t get any more cynical than that.

EMMA: In may European countries, there’s a serious debate going on about prostitution as a human rights abuse, and as an expression of power relationships between the genders. In Germany, on the other hand, EMMA is unfortunately the only openly feminist voice against prostitution. Have you an explanation for that?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: When I talked with German women on the subject, I was very surprised at how vehement and emotional they were in defending prostitution. Maybe that has something to do with the fact that in Germany, the emphasis on the role of the mother is more conservative than in other European lands. Prostitution doesn’t work, after all, without its counterpart: the long-suffering wife, who keeps a pretty house and stays home to look after the children. I don’t believe what the queer movement contends; prostitution doesn’t create more freedom, but more conservative family relations. Because the more prostitution there is, and the more out in the open it is, the more the men have to keep their women away from that world. In Cuba, where I spoke at a conference awhile back, there is, for example, the following development: Cuban men don’t buy women, but foreign men come in as sex tourists. The upshot is that Cuban women can’t meet with foreign men, because then they’ll automatically be seen as prostitutes. That is, the more prostitution there is, the less freely women can move, because then they’ll get closer to prostitution more quickly. More prostitution on the one hand means more puritanism on the other.

EMMA: Where there are “whores”, there have to be “holy Madonnas” as well?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: Yes, and it’s interesting to look at it from a historical viewpoint. A hundred years ago, people argued very differently in order to defend prostitution. Back then, they said: Prostitution is necessary in order to keep families intact. If a man can’t go to prostitutes, they said, then he wouldn’t be able to stick it out in his marriage. He would become wild and unpredictable, and civilization would break down. But if he could go to a brothel, he would come home calm and level-headed. So prostitution used to be sold to us as a marriage-saving device, but today, the queer movement is pushing prostitution as a means to break up the crusty old family model. To legitimize prostitution, therefore, whichever argument best fits the spirit of the times is the one that gets used.

EMMA: In Germany, they’re now planning to reform the very liberal prostitution laws. There are supposed to be better controls — for instance, prostitutes will be required to register, and the police will have right of entry into bordellos. These bordellos will then get some sort of certificate. What do you think of that?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: They’re making the same mistake as from a hundred years ago! Back then, they also brought in so-called regulations — that is, prostitution in state-controlled brothels. The basis: We need prostitution, but we’ll let it happen in a controlled environment. So we’ll keep it clean and orderly, separate the good prostitutes from the bad. To what did that lead back then? To a huge slave market. Women and girls from poor rural areas and from Eastern Europe came into the big cities to work, would be snapped up at the railway stations, and brought to the bordellos. Because there just plain weren’t enough women to cover the enormous demand. It’s just the same as today; you can never separate human trafficking from prostitution, because there are never enough women going into prostitution voluntarily. So you have to get them from somewhere and force them into it. The only effective way to combat human trafficking is to lower the demand for prostitution! We should actually have learned that from history.

EMMA: Has Sweden succeeded in that with the ban on sex-buying?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: The number of men buying sex has gone down. Before the ban it was one man in eight, now it’s one in twelve. Since sex-buying is illegal, it’s definitely had a great effect on the “normal family father”, who might not care what feminists think of prostitution, but who doesn’t want to be a criminal.

EMMA: Has the law and the debate about it also led to men understanding why they shouldn’t buy women?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: I think so. When there are always articles in the papers, reporting on how the mafia funnels girls into Sweden, then a lot of men say to themselves: If that’s prostitution, I want nothing to do with it. I believe that for a lot of Swedish men, prostitution is no longer an issue. In Germany, it’s different. I’ve been in districts where one sex club stands right next door to another, and the neon signs are flashing. If you, as a man, go roaming around there, and you’re a bit drunk, then it’s very possible that you will walk into one of these shops. Men are also victims of this capitalistic strategy, if you will. After all, the prostitution industry lures the men in with all means available.

EMMA: What were the reactions in Sweden to your vehement case against prostitution?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: Very positive. And the “liberals” have gotten a bit quieter. That’s because they aren’t arguing with facts. Their strategy is to tie prostitution in with all the positive things in modern life: Sex, work, freedom of choice, independence, strength. At the same time, they project all the negative, “unmodern” attributes onto prostitution’s opponents: radical feminism, sex-negativity, Christianity, prudery, and so on. They present these things as facts, but they’re not. They say, for example, that prostitutes are more subject to violence since the law was brought in. This claim is all over the Internet, but no one has ever furnished proof for it. Also: Who abuses the women? The johns! So that’s just one more reason to punish the johns, and discourage them from buying women.

EMMA: Are there any political parties who want to abolish that or weaken it?

Kajsa Ekis Ekman: No, on the contrary. It’s been reinforced just recently. Anyone who buys sex from minors or trafficking victims will now not only face fines, but jail time. So the law has broad support in the Parliament. Norway and Iceland have adopted it as well, France and Finland are now discussing it too, and Holland has always realized that total liberalization hasn’t functioned. And what I’m particularly proud about: The police have had a change of heart. At first they used to say, “Oh come on, that’s not a crime, haha!” And treated the johns like parking tickets. Meanwhile, many lessons have been learned. I’ve been there with some of them, and can say that the police are very sour on judges who let johns off. They complain: “We see this man here every week, and he only gets a slap on the wrist!” Some of them now sound downright feministic. Because they have to see the misery every day, out on the streets.

Well. That’s a fair chunk, is it not? Now, here’s what I got out of all of it, and here are my thoughts on the matter.

In Canada, or rather here in Ontario, there was recently a court ruling which had the effect of liberalizing prostitution further. Prostitution wasn’t illegal, but soliciting, pimping, and keeping a common bawdy house were. Soliciting and pimping still are, but brothel-keeping no longer is. The idea was to improve the freedom and safety of the sex workers. Whether this will prove to be the case remains unknown.

I do know from what I’ve seen, though, that the anti-soliciting part has always been a bad joke; the parade of streetwalkers through downtown Toronto, starting at sunset, made that all too clear to me. The girls in the too-short skirts and too-high heels were not on their way to a club; anyone with an eye could see that they were not walking purposefully, but merely strolling, putting the “merchandise” on display for potential buyers.

And the guys who were driving too slowly even for residential neighborhoods (which is where all this was taking place; there is no red light district in Toronto), and often putting on the brakes…what were they doing if not soliciting? One particularly pesky would-be john even tried to pick me up as I was on my way out to meet some classmates for the night; my baggy jeans, puffy coat and flat Doc Marten boots didn’t deter him. I had to actually flip him the bird before he realized I wasn’t for sale. (In the eyes of these guys, any female walking alone after dark is potentially a whore.)

So there was definitely solicitation going on. And the fact that it’s still illegal hasn’t stopped it one bit.

If you want to take a real bite out of prostitution, you have to address the demand side seriously, the same as you do with any other economic problem. Punishing the hookers for soliciting accomplishes little besides driving them further underground. And to try to catch the johns for the same offence, without making sex-buying itself illegal, would demand an awful lot of police decoys, since johns who only get off with a slap on the wrist will be right back out there again once their fines are paid. It might be a handy source of revenue for the cop shop, but that’s about it.

Unless you actually make it illegal to buy sex, but not illegal to sell it, as in Sweden, all the same old prostitution-related problems will go on unchecked. The streets will be unsafe to walk, whether or not you are one of “those” girls. They will be crawling with horny guys who may or may not be trustworthy. Drug dealing will be rampant; after all, even those who are out there of their own free will may have demons to hold at bay, or simply need to numb their sensibilities a bit to deal with the sickos and the creeps. And there will be rapists and serial killers on the prowl, looking to take advantage of teenage runaways and others who are unlikely to be missed. Prostitutes are not to blame for perverts and serial killers, of course, but wherever they congregate, those guys are stalking.

The arguments against the Swedish anti-john law, over here, are that prostitution will be driven underground. Which is silly, because it already IS underground (but still not hard to find!), and it’s not illegal to BE a john, only to be too obvious about being one. And the punishment for being one is not a strict enough deterrent. Unless you live an a city where there’s a john school, or are named as a sex offender, there are no real social consequences for sex-buying.

The onus, as always, remains on the sellers. They are the ones whose good names get sullied. They are the ones who get rounded up and thrown in jail. The johns, who are after all “good family fathers”, get off lightly, and their names are protected.

Prostitution is being billed nowadays as “sexual liberation”. For whom? Think of the crudest and ugliest insults you know, and you will instantly come up against the dirtification of female sexuality. If you are a woman and you get trolled on the internet, you will either be accused of being in the sex trade (whore), or be told in effect that you belong there (slut), or be reduced to nothing more than the merchandise for sale (cunt). You will be invited to “suck my dick” or “bend over, bitch”. You will be threatened with a rapacious fucking. In short: You will be reduced to doing what whores do. And all this just for being female and daring to venture an opinion in public! This is “liberation”?

The whole idea of prostitution as “free sexual expression” falls flat when you realize that once money is taken out of the expression, as Kajsa Ekis Ekman says, there is only one person who wants the actual sex, and it isn’t the woman. The one doing the sexual expressing is the man, and he has to pay for it. This is “free”?

And yes, there is a gross gender inequality inherent even under the best circumstances in prostitution. Even when it’s a rentboy situation, who’s the buyer? Most of the time it’s men. That’s where all the demand is. Women rarely pay gigolos; even those who have the money (and they are precious and few) are typically ashamed even to contemplate it. Female sexuality is shamed, degraded, repressed. Fuck the MRAs and their silly prattle about how male sexuality is taboo, but women can just walk into any old bar and get laid. Sure we can…if we’re selling.

But in reality, if we try to do it the way the guys do, we strike out way more often than not. If we’re not model-gorgeous — and most of us aren’t — we stand to be rejected, and badly. Guys fear and are threatened by female sexual demands; it’s a rare man who isn’t. After all, we take longer to get warmed up; we’re not automatically guaranteed an orgasm; we have to work hard for it and maybe never have one at all. And at the end of it all, after two minutes of humping, he gets off, rolls over, and starts to snore, and we’re left lying there frustrated. You can’t get a lot of sexual satisfaction if you’re an average female chump. And if you are reduced to buying it, you run the risk of being labelled oversexed and pathetic. You’re not a “real” woman, who performs sex on her man’s demand, but doesn’t desire it for herself.

But guys? Hey, no shame there. It’s practically a rite of passage, a feather in the fedora for the machos. It’s expected that men want sex more than women, and the same old double standards that Ekman describes, from a hundred years ago, still apply. She’s right; the Oldest Profession is very much a conservative thing. It relies on conservative notions of madonnas and whores; of “real” men wanting sex and “real” women not; of “good” and “bad” girls; and of the idea that a man is within his rights to buy what he’s not getting at home (except, of course, for the purposes of procreation). And also conservative notions of women and their dangerous sexuality needing to be corralled and cloistered, with “bad” prostitutes ghettoized in red-light districts, and “good” housewives sequestered in the suburbs. (Heaven forfend that the two groups of women should ever get together and compare notes!)

So it’s no wonder if women, who only make 70 cents to a man’s dollar still, are pretty much screwed. (So to speak.) Nor is it any wonder that some go out, “voluntarily” of course, and sell sex for a living. They’re not doing it to finally get themselves a good lay. (Most johns are lacking in that department. Anyway, it’s HER job to be good in bed, not his.) They’re doing it because it’s the most lucrative job you can have without specialized training or education, with flexible hours and no dress code. And if you’re young and pretty, you’re in just like that. You can even advertise yourself as a “model” — nudge nudge, wink wink. And hey! You can even play it as some kind of hipster thing, you little badass, you — although I suspect that this fashion puff piece is just tackily tongue in cheek.

But are you truly sexually free or economically independent through prostitution? Ay, there’s the rub. You’re still dependent on the sexual desires of the client and of his willingness to pay the asking price. He who pays the piper is he who calls the tune.

And that’s why demand-side economics applies to the sex trade. It works the same in all markets. Demand for drugs drives the drug trade. Take the demand away, and the trade collapses; suddenly, drug trafficking isn’t worth it anymore. Human trafficking works the same way. Make it uncool to buy, and suddenly it’s no longer so lucrative to sell girls. The bottom falls out of the market whenever demand does. They know that already in sex-positive, feministic Sweden. How much longer before all the well-meaning “sexual liberation” leftists and “third wave” feminists here get the message? And what will we do when it finally sinks home?