Always Been With Us

An expression that is considered a full-stop is –

“Prostitution has always been with us – so what’s the point in fighting it.”

That is meant to stop all those who campaign for abolition. We are meant so stunned by this cliché, that we will give up and apologise for wasting everyone’s time.

So let’s give up on preventing murder, give up on rape, give up on ending racism, give up on wanting gender equality, give up on child abuse, give up wanting to end wars, give up on finding ways to end poverty – heck, most of them “have always been with us”.

I sure most people who patronise me with “prostitution has always been with us”, are fighting racism, want to be feminists, want to end other forms of male violence – want to see themselves as on the side of the angels.

But prostitution is put into a separate category – it become unsolvable, it named as necessary evil, and if all fails it re-branded as the ultimate feminist choice of female empowerment.

Now if I was a cynic, I would believe that prostitution is made separate because so-called liberated people want to keep their porn and full access to the prostituted, without the discomfort of guilt or knowing they are destroying the prostituted’s human rights.

I would think that if I was a cynic.

For what other reason can there be for not striving to rid the world of its oldest form of oppression. Why support prostitution when for the majority of the prostituted in all countries, in all cultures, in periods of history – it is the sexual slavery plain and simple.

I sick of hearing condemnation of torture, condemnation of violence to women and girls, condemnation of war crimes – and no mention of prostitution, except to explain how it is not an abuse of human rights, for it is decided it has been chosen.

There can never be true human rights or an end to male violence to women and girls, whilst prostitution is made so normal that it is mainly invisible.

Ok, prostitution is centuries old. But see that from the eyes of an abolitionist, see from the eyes of an exited woman who has in her body and mind the world of prostitution – see with the eyes of those condemning the stealing of basic human rights.

See that for centuries the prostituted have been thrown away. See in your mind’s eyes their bodies – see centuries of internal injuries, centuries of mental violence to make them suitable whores, centuries of being made have all the latest porn poured into their bodies. See the centuries of murdered whores who are constantly written out of history.

See the centuries of making the prostituted voiceless. Listen with your whole body for those ghost voices that feed our hope for abolition. Hear that whatever punters and profiteers did their bodies – that their inner warriors protected their will to not just to live, but to never give away their true humanity. Hear how much hate and rage the prostituted have always had for the punters, for all those who profit over their torturing, and for all societies that condone the existent of prostitution.

Sure prostitution may of always been with us – but anything that has been invented by man can be dis-invented. There is nothing natural about prostitution.

Prostitution is about power and control, it is about sexual greed, it is about ownership – it not an instinct or some kind of biological urge.

How can anyone believe the bullshit that without prostitution – men would go crazy and rape non-prostituted women and girls.

There is no evidence for that in any culture, in any period of history, or in any form of logic.

There is no letting up of domestic violence, rapes and murders of the non-prostituted, or severe child abuse when prostitution is easily available.

But if you choose to believe that giving violent men access to the prostituted to stop “real” rape – unpack what you are saying.

Are you saying it is ok for the prostituted to just be collateral damage – for that is what abolitionists and exited women hear.

You are saying the prostituted are so sub-human that it would be impossible to rape them – for they feel nothing, they are just machines made to take all male porn fantasies.

You may think that – but I don’t have to respect you, as you dismiss the violence done to the prostituted in such a cavalier way.

Saying “it’s always been with us” is the gospel of despair, and does little or nothing to give hope to women and girls embedded inside prostitution.

It is not good enough to do harm reduction, if you believe the status quo of the sex trade will always be with us. Handing out coffee and condoms, and speaking for short periods with selective prostitutes does nothing to scare the profiteers of prostitution.

Instead, it is allowed by those profiteers for it gives the veneer of being “caring employers” – whilst continuing with the ordinary violence of prostitution only behind closed doors and with regulation.

To tackle prostitution, we must undermine the whole structure of the sex trade – and part of that comes with the belief that it is always a human rights issue, not a labour issue.

Remembering this comes with knowing, hearing and fore-fronting the multiple voices of exited women. That is the start of a revolution.

Resisting Porn Culture

This is a speech I will giving at Compass, a left-wing think-tank.

RESISTING PORN CULTURE

I am speaking as a woman and girl who had little or no choice but to resist the porn culture.

As a child, I was shown a great deal of mainstream hard-core porn. I saw porn from a child’s viewpoint. I saw performers who appeared to be dead, I saw that they appeared to be in great pain, and I show the lack of hope. As a child, I saw the truth – that was forced out of me as an adult.

Seeing hard-core porn taught me a lesson no child, no woman, should know. It taught that sex was associated with pain and degradation. It taught me that during sex, it was best for the woman or girl to appear dead. It taught that men that consume porn don’t care if she is alive or dead – just as long as he is turned on, and that her holes and hands are available.

As an adult, porn made me accept the unacceptable. As I became embedded inside prostitution, I became the images I saw as a child. I became dead, I became obedient when in pain, I became just holes and hands – and worse of all I was smiling as it felt like a form of suicide.

My experiences are not unusual, they are the same as many women inside the sex trade or those who are lucky enough to exit. Porn is and was a huge poison in their lives.

For me resistance to porn has always been, is now and will be in the future, about the damage done to the women who are inside porn.

I believe that women inside porn have resisted the lies that porn is harm-free and empowering, from the first rape images carve inside caves, and used as entertainment. The voices of resistance by those women are more than censored, they are wiped from history. or consumers and producers of porn write and spread the legends of porn. They want a “history” of porn that claims all women inside porn are happy, in control and rich. The voices of women who speak of exploitation, violence, hate and being made into commodities are made non-existent.

I write and speak for the women who others decide are not real humans, who are named as plastic women. The women who others decide have had no real damage done to them, for it is decided porn is just play-acting.

I was that woman, and I can tell you, there was no play-acting. Just a deadness from the lack of hope, just a refusal to know the pain, and a toughness that keeps you breathing when others would have died.

The women inside porn are real. If it looks as if it would be painful to your body – then that is real pain. If you think the porn would degrade and humiliate you – that is real degradation and humiliation. Imagine that is your body inside mainstream porn. Imagine your throat choked by deep-throating. Imagine every hole in your body filled with pain. That is real pain.

It is not acting, it is not a game – there is no real consent.

Many of the women in porn, including me, were moved around different aspects of the sex trade. This is common practice inside porn, for many of these women are too disoriented, and too damaged to care what happens to their bodies. The porn producers view these women as disposable, so it is no matter what sexual tortures happened to them. If they cannot take the pain and degradation, they will be replaced.  

If you make the choice to consume porn, you could be watching a prostituted woman with no language to say no. She has lost the language of self-worth, lost the language that she is a full human – not an object to be used and thrown away.

If you make the choice to consume porn, you are more than likely watching rape – all too often you are viewing sexual torture.

My reason to resist porn culture is to give back to the women inside porn their full humanity and human rights.

The right to safety – where they are not raped, where they are not objects to be poked, ripped into, smashed down or killed.

The right to self-worth – to be able to live a full life without just being a role that acts happy whilst dead inside.

The right to speech – where these women can voice a loud no, where they have full permission to destroy all images of their rapes and sexual torturing – where they are not silenced by ridicule, hate and belittling.

Mostly, I resist in order that all women inside porn can and will have the simple pride and dignity to know and be fully human.

You Be In That Room

This is for all that want to believe that indoors prostitution can be made safe enough.

SAFE ENOUGH

So you be place alone, with no idea what type of punter will buy you next – with no idea if he will act the gentleman, or know he has paid to treat as trash.

Tell me that is safe enough.

So you “work” for profiteers/pimps/managers – whatever name they call themselves to appear harmless – who hear and know the violence happening to your body in that room – and just ignore it. But they never ignore the money they make.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be in that room and know you are not viewed as a human – only genitals to brought and sold, only holes to filled without any care of the agony. You don’t exist – only as a living porn-doll.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be in that room, and think how you do safe sex with a punter who refuses – refuses with his fists, refuses as he does more and more sadistic sex, refuses coz the customer is always right.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be there when cover with bruises, when clearly under-aged, when blatantly trafficked, when high just to stay awake or lessen the pain – and you are brought and sold quicker that prostituted women that appear healthy or empowered – for you are cheap, you look like you won’t care what sadism is done to you, you are just the living dead. Punters love fucking you into your grave.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be there when injured, pregnant or almost dead – and then patched up, you are sent straight back inside that room again.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be there when nearly all violent indoors prostitution is not run by criminals, but are legitimate businesses. The violence is not underground – but easier available to any punter, who are often quite lazy in looking for whores, and usually doesn’t want to be tainted by being seen as a criminal.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be there as all rapes that happen to you are classed as your work, that beating ups is just the hazard of the job, that getting STDs or being pregnant is just the common risks, and having any “pay” stolen or having so much cut taken that it not worth it.

Tell me that is safe enough.

You be in that room knowing in the depths of your heart that any punter and any profiteer could murder you at any time – knowing that women and girls like you are killed all the time and no-one cares or remembers them.

Tell me that is safe enough.

But is it just about safe enough – that it can push it indoors and forget there are real women and girls getting damaged.

Is that what you mean by safety inside the sex trade?

Inside I am Crying

I don’t cry outwardly, not even when I am on my own.

It makes me ill, but it also keeps me strong. I don’t cry, and see that as good and bad.

I hate to be vulnerable, and tears open me up to danger.

I also know crying may be a release, but I am terrified what would release if I cried for more a minute.

I could cry that my mother silenced all tears by refusing to acknowledge my presence – and closed me out of her life.

I could cry at seeing those inside porn that have dead eyes as tortures are thrown at them.

I could cry as my stepdad raped me until I was nothing but his living sex-doll.

I could cry as I thought being a whore was just the next logical step.

I could cry that as punters did every sadistic porn fantasies on me and I know it was all I was.

I could cry that I did not know rape and battering could happen to – for it only happens to good women and girls.

All that I could cry about – but more I could cry how I don’t cry coz I know others don’t believe that whores have the right to grief.

I could cry that my hell is framed as work, or a role I was born to do.

I could cry that it cannot be rape or sexual torture, for hadn’t it been freely chosen, is it not just a business exchange.

I could cry that others think I would have been safe with hand-outs of condoms, some alarms in the room, a bodyguard, working with a “caring” manager – when my reality was violence was always behind closed doors, with no one caring, only getting more money the more violent it was.

I could cry that anyone thinks condoms is some answer – when most sexual violence was not penis in vagina, that was easy compared to the many ways that porn teaches punters to use the prostitute.

I could cry that anyone thinks prostitution will ever be made safe by putting it indoors – when everyone know most male violence to women is indoors and done when women are isolated.

I could cry that so many “spokeswomen” for sex workers are pimps or women who would ever do porn or prostitution, but think they stand for all of the prostituted.

I could cry when hearing till my ears bleed that porn is just fantasy, it only done to plastic women – so no harm then.

And I could cry that every moment of every that a prostituted woman or girl is being tortured, raped, beaten and made to disappear.

If I cry all that, I am scared I would die.

So I turn my hidden tears into fighting to end the sex trade.

Porn Mapped Me

I am going to write from my gut, from my restlessness – I am going to write how porn is inside me, even as I spend a lifetime attempting to sick out all the poison that porn forced into me.

I say it mapped me – I say coz if I was laid my body down, I would have every inch of my body is coursing with porn I do not want.

Porn formed me, porn made me lose who I am, porn ripped into me, porn was a place I escaped by the skin of my teeth.

And now, I am in the world that is outside of porn – and everywhere porn is celebrated, is made normal, I hear everywhere that is fun and harm-free.

I am living evidence of the harm – I and thousands of other women who were lucky enough to exit, and have the strength to speak out.

Yes, we do speak out – only the din of those supporting porn drowns us out.

We do speak loudly and in a clear consistent voice – but the sex trade and its supporters makes a hurricane of their propaganda of porn being fun, safe, high earner, freely chosen and women-lead blow away our words.

But through we are constantly silenced, we will not shut up.

We cannot be at rest knowing every minute of every day, some consumer somewhere is watching real-life sexual torture, real-life injuries and pain, real-life rapes, real-life beating ups and real-life life and death “games”.

We cannot be at rest as our bodies scream that no fantasy, that is not acting, those are not plastic women – that is watching the sexual brutalisation of a woman just for entertainment or to get your rocks off.

Every time any consumer uses mainstream porn, he/she is being part of a market that gets huge profits from sexual torture. Even if looks non-violent to you, it usually a part of an industry that is destroying women every single day.

I am sick of hearing excuses for consuming porn from adults – none of you have the courage to say the truth – that you just don’t care, coz you make it into fantasy and make out that those women are not real – so, hey presto, no harm is done.

Well, I know of many testimonies, essays, poems, speeches and other written records of brave exited women from porn that would show you it was no fantasy for them.

But their voices have been silenced and made almost invisible.

What I will write of my experience I only write coz it so common. I write again what other exited women have said, I write in the hope that some time our voices will be discovered and place in the fore whenever porn is discuss.

Not just seen as an afterthought.

I was shown hard-core porn at a very young age.

Being embedded inside porn, when too young to reason or place it inside an adult context – I saw porn for what it really is, not what it pretends to be.

I saw it was not acting, though it was staged. I saw real pain, I saw real fear, I saw real injuries – but what worse I saw real dead eyes.

I saw but maybe had no words for – that mainly women and children were being made into trash; mainly women and children were being damaged by objects, mouths, fists and penises going in every hole in their bodies; mainly women and children were getting posed to look happy, when I saw and know they were in hell.

A child sees clearly, but has no power to speak – just see that horror, and knows she will be next.

It saddened me how many women I know or hear about who were later inside the sex trade, were shown hard-core porn as a child, or what is named as mainstream porn.

Let me say loud and clear that being shown that horrific porn was my basis training to be a prostitute – more than the later sexual abuse by my stepdad – for it taught that pain and hate was all that my body was worth.

When I was abused by my stepdad, he was clever, for he was “gentle” – well compare to what I had seen in Hustler, what he had read me from de Sade, to endless sexual tortures that burnt inside of my mind.

By showing me hard-core porn first – it meant when my stepdad made me his sexual slave, I always thought well it not as bad as those pictures, at least I’m not dead.

That is what porn does when it is made real – it destroys any self-worth, any concept of hope and it makes the victim thinks as long she is breathing, it not so bad then.

How dare anyone class porn as harm-free, without listening to many women and girls who sexually brutalised in the name of porn.

Now, I reach my point of utter fury and despair – the constant disconnect of prostitution from porn, when they are hand in glove.

You speak to any exited prostituted woman, who did it long-term. You will hear, if don’t speak over her, how most punters want or demands whatever is fashionable in mainstream porn.

They are wanting sex that will and does damage women’s bodies, they are wanting sex to pour hate into her body, they are wanting sex to feel they are conquering her.

That is never sex – that is just porn at its essence.

Who do you think are the “actresses” in most porn – just random women off the street who just love “rough” sex – or women who embedded so much inside the sex trade that they are dead to their bodies, and have given up caring.

Prostituted women are continually moved around all aspects of the sex trade – and many prostitutes are the “actresses” you choose to view on porn.

It can be framed as safer than working on the streets, or it can be prostitutes being filmed as violent punters used them.

The porn industry will always used mainly women who are already in the sex trade – for they do not have to break them in. That is the brutal reality.

Also the porn producers often used prostituted women for they are so damaged by the continual violence and degradation of the sex trade – that will be cheap, coz they do have the self-worth to know how much money they should be getting.

The porn industry uses women already prostituted for they will do any brutal sexual act, being so alienated from their bodies – and they will not care about their own sexual, mental and physical welfare.

In other words, they are the perfect porn “star”.

Damn you – if you still think porn can be made ok.

Is it that your selfish need to wank over porn, or to imagine some dream-world of harmless porn is more important that destruction of the women inside porn.

I say again damn you.

Can you live with knowing about the severe internal injuries that are the norm for those in porn, that even those of us lucky to exit – live with pain as a shadow or destroying us on daily basis.

Would you live with our memories – memories of brutalisation being named as fun and chosen, memories of not knowing how the hell we are still alive but having to continue in our hell.

We had no safety, no rights to dignity, no voice, no idea of an escape – we just had survival.

And you call porn entertainment.

That is beyond selfish – that is saying we were and are sub-humans.

So yes we are bloody angry if you defend porn.

Elephant in the Room

I find discussions round porn, especially in feminist environments, are usually about any and everything except the giant elephant in the room – what it is like to a woman inside that porn.

Instead all others victims can and will be spoken about.

Be it the partners of the consumers of the porn who may be abused. Be it the consumers who claim that it is an addiction. Be it is how boys learn what sex is in their culture.

All this is important – but it avoids looking straight into the eyes of the woman inside porn – it avoids hearing the voices of the women who have been lucky enough to exit porn, and have the strength to speak out against it.

All voices are heard instead of their’s.

The voices of porn producers and profiteers saying it is censorship to even discuss the harms of porn. The voices of moralists who are against porn coz they it is sex – not seeing the abuse of power and extreme violence. The voices of parents saying children should not see it – but often say it coz they need to know about “real” sex, not those plastic people.

Where are the voices of women who know in their bodies and minds what porn is?

When you speak of the harms – how can you do that without seeing and knowing the harms done to that woman, and millions like her.

If you make the choice to consume mainstream porn, you are more than likely watching sexual abuse at the minimum, and most likely an utter disregard to that woman’s physical, mental and sexual welfare.

In other words, you could watching sexual torture, rape, and on occasion her life being threaten.

That is why when I say I am against porn, my priority will always be saying it is act of violence, an issue of the safety of those inside porn , it is an issue of saying the porn industry as a structure views those women as disposable goods.

As disposable goods, the reality for most women inside mainstream porn is to be made do any form of sexual violence – even if it gives them internal injuries, even if they get STD’s, even if is clearly rape, even if they get almost killed, and even if they do die.

They are seen as replaceable, to the porn producers all the women inside are viewed as whores, and all whores are interchangeable.

I, like many prostituted women, was made to be inside porn.

You watch porn, and say to yourself they have freely chosen to be there – you have no evidence for that, just it prevents you having a conscience as you watch what is clearly painful and degrading – think it is her choice, and imagine she is rich, then it become just a fantasy then.

Let me say that it not unusual to used prostituted women inside porn – for they are considered to be dead to pain, they can made to do whatever sadistic sex act the producers thinks will sell.

But mostly, they are in the position of being non-humans, so any damage done to them is of no importance.

I was filmed as I being sexually tortured, filmed during gang-rapes, and even filmed if I was sick.

It is cheap to use an abused prostitute, for you often not pay her, for she is no fit state to know she has the rights to be paid.

Using a prostitute, or moving prostitutes into porn, is good for the porn industry – for those women will obey, will smile when being abused, will have many men go in them for many hours.

They are too dead to care.

Next time you make the choice to view mainstream porn, look at her eyes – tell me they are not dead.

You are getting your rocks off to the living dead.

Be oppose to porn, not because of morals, not because your partner consumes porn, not because you decide it is not real “sex”.

Oppose because it is extreme violence against the women inside porn. Oppose sexual torture. Oppose making women into disposable goods. Oppose that mainstream porn producers make huge profits over the bodies of those women.

Stop your selfish act of consuming porn – and think about freeing the women inside porn.

Reaching for My Gun

It hard to live in a world where language about the prostituted class is so offensive in such a relentless way. There are the common insults, that are part of the fabric of every society.

But what makes me wish I had a gun, is the language that pretends to cares about the welfare of the prostituted class – but is there to hold up the status quo of the sex trade.

It is the language of sex work, the language of separating out good/bad prostitutes, the language of regulation, the language of harm reduction, the language of getting unions – it is the language of the sex trade profiteers using leftist/feminist words to give the illusion that they give a damn about the prostituted class.

It is a lie – a clever lie – but a lie that is hiding the tortures, the rapes and the deaths of the majority of the prostituted class.

By holding an image, whether real or not, of a grown woman who appears empowered, in control and always put in front of men to say how wonderful the sex trade is  – the sex trade is playing trick.

It should be noted that rarely are we shown more than a brief period of the woman’s life. She is kept struck in the moment of being the happy hooker, the showcase for the whole of the sex trade.

We are not show how she enter the sex trade or what age she was when she entered. This could inconvenient if she enter before she was 16. It does not fit the happy story, if she was pressured into the sex trade by peers, a boyfriend or just sheer rebellion. It does not fit if she was abused as a child. It does not fit if she had taken drugs, or was needing money – or if she was from a community that outsiders think their only role is to be whores.

None that is made public – it is just made to disappear – for too many happy hookers are just toys put out to the public face of the sex trade – they are not allowed to be full humans.

They can speak of punters – only if they say that they were respectful, and men love to hear that the whore control the man. It must said there was very little violence – and if it happened their managers control it and ban that one bad apple.

Only as I hear and look at women speak out about the lack of violence and the respect of the punters, I think these things.

They speak from a position of power, of being a profiteer in the sex trade. Too often, these so-called spokeswomen for the prostituted class, are running a brothel, are making porn and using the prostituted as goods, and therefore are distanced from the rapes and degradation.

They may do some paid sex or make porn – but only with people that they know and fully trust. That is not the reality of the sex trade – that is an environment that it more sex with benefits. It is insulting to the prostituted class who are enduring sexual torture, constant rapes, mental violence and the reality of being murdered – to call it more than hobby prostitution done by very selfish and arrogant individuals.

Or most common, that these women were raped, were abused, were tortured, were mentally abused and were living with threat of death – and have to survive by adapting into believing it was their choice to be there, that they have to believe they are empowered and love their role. To think otherwise, when still embedded inside the sex trade, would mentally destroyed them.

I think to survived long-term being inside the sex trade, it is vital to not know the reality of the relentless violence and hate. Survival is the most important thing – and many women and girls inside the sex trade survive by forcing themselves to believe the lies the sex trade tells.

She has to believe she is empowered – how can anyone live with knowing all the power is in the hands of punters and profiteers who will do whatever they want, and usually throw her away.

So be careful when speaking of empowerment when looking at the prostituted class. See with a clear eye that the so-called empowered prostituted woman has no rights over what is done to her body, she often has no rights to safety and no rights to life.

To keep some sanity in the hell of the sex trade, it is often vital to think it just who you are, the only role left for you to do – hell, as the propaganda says it your work.

Be very careful when you speak of sex work. Do you refuse to see violence when you frame it as work? Do you not allow yourself to the lack of hope for the vast majority of the prostituted class?

Do you call it work, coz then you place inside a neat box and forget about the conditions inside the sex trade?

I hear sex work, and I know the prostituted class are being silenced.

I wish I had a gun – but all I have is words and determination that the prostituted class are more than heard, but are given full justice by eradicating the sex trade.

Re-Branded

I am so sick of how being inside the sex trade is continually re-branded as sex work.

A wonderful expression that makes all violence, all hate – heck, anything that the punters and profiteers do invisible.

A wonderful expression that only see the very few empowered and liberated adult women in the sex trade.

A wonderful expression that allows all men and women with privilege or in power, to say look everything to fine with the sex trade, let them deal with any mess in-house.

Sex work is an expression that allows the continual genocide of the prostituted class – but decide it cannot be happening for the goods are always replaced.

Sex work is a theory that decide if and when there is violence – it is the fault of the individual woman or girl, not the punter or the structure of the sex trade.

Sex work advocates say if the individual prostituted woman or girl is not having fun or knows she is empowered – she is weak, she is deluded, she may have fallen into criminal activities, coz she may have been abused beforehand she doesn’t know what good sex is, that she taken too many drugs/drink, she is a liar and endless other ways to silence her.

The concept of sex trade is bloody dangerous bullshit – it killing the prostituted every day.

It is used to promote the idea that prostitution would fine and safer if regulated and placed indoors.

That there can be some kind of feminist-friendly sex trade, with feminist porn and brothels run by women.

Or just the simple defeatist attitude that the sex trade will always be with us, so why not clean it up, put firmly behind closed doors and then imagine hard it all ok then.

Think about where and when non-prostituted women and girls are most endangered.

Is it not mostly indoors, is it not when women and girls are alone with a violent man.

Why on earth would anyone who understand violence against non-prostituted women and girls think the sex trade is safer indoors?

What is safe about it?

The bottom line of all aspects of the sex trade is that consumer/punter buys and considered that he owns the prostitute.

She is not a human in his eyes – she is his property, she is goods and she will be consumed, and usually thrown away.

How that ever be made safe?

The prostituted woman or girl has no rights to safety – she is not seen, so why would her welfare be of any consequences.

As she is raped, beaten and made into trash – she is never seen, she could any whore, all whores are made interchangeable.

She is made trash on the computer screen, made trash if he pick up on the street, made trash even when named as high-class, made trash inside all brothels, made trash in so-called art porn – the woman and girl in the sex trade is trash, so all her emotions and ability to know pain mean nothing.

All that matters is the punter gets his power-trip and profiteers make a fortune – the prostituted class are nothing, so will be thrown away.

Call that sex work – then you cannot make any claim to be against male violence to women and girls.

Call it sex work, and know you have blood on your hands.

“The Lie” 1979. To the Memory of Andrea Dworkin

This was spoken at a rally in New York. In a park dominated by drug pushers. On the boundary of Times Squares, famous for its sex trade. Demonstration by Women Against Pornography. Women were proud and triumphant.

Now this is the kind of speech I will to or make my own speech – not the wanting to keep the status quo of the sex trade, that goes for feminism these days.

 

“There is one message basic to all kinds of pornography from the sludge that we see all around us, to the artsy-fartsy pornography that the intellectuals call erotica, to the under-the-counter kiddie porn, to the slick, glossy men’s “entertainment” magazines. The one message that is carried in all pornography all the time is this: she wants it; she wants to be beaten; she wants to be forced; she wants to be raped; she wants to be brutalised; she wants to be hurt. This is the premise, the first principle, of all pornography. She wants these despicable things done to her. She likes to be hit and she likes to be hurt and she likes to be forced.

Meanwhile, all across this country, women and young girls are being raped and beaten and forced and brutalised and hurt.

The police believe they wanted it. Most of the people around them believe they wanted it…. Adult men claim their own daughters who are eight years old or ten years old or thirteen years old led them on.

The belief is that the female wants to be hurt. The belief is that the female likes to be forced….

…. You keep saying no. Try proving no….

A boyfriend or a husband or one’s parents or even sometimes a female lover will believe that she could have fought him off – i she had really wanted to. She must have really wanted it – if it happened…. She wanted the force, the hurt, the harm, the pain, the humiliation…. Because she is female and females always provoke it, always want it, always like it.

…. Pornography says so. or centuries men have consumed pornography in secret – yes, the lawyers and the legislators and the doctors and the artists and the writers and the scientists and the theologians and the philosophers. And for these same centuries women have not consumed pornography and women have not been lawyers and legislators and doctors and artists and writers and scientists and theologians and philosophers.

Men believe the pornography, in which the women always want it. Men believe the pornography, in which women resist and say no only so that men will force them and use more and more force and more and more brutality. To this day, men believe the pornography and men do not believe the women who say no.

Some people say that pornography is only fantasy…. Women are beaten and raped and forced and whipped and held captive. The violence depicted is true. The acts of violence depicted in pornography are real acts committed against real women and real female children. The fantasy is that women want to be abused.

And so we are here today to explain calmly – to shout, to scream, to bellow, to holler – that we women do not want it, not today, not tomorrow, not yesterday. We never will want it and we never have wanted it. The prostitute does not want to be forced and hurt. The homemaker does not want to be forced and hurt. The lesbian does not want to be forced and hurt. The young girl does not want to be forced and hurt.

And because everywhere in this country, daily, thousands of women and young girls are being brutalised – and this is not a fantasy – every day women and young girls are being raped and beaten and forced – we will never again accept any depiction of us that has as its first principle, its first premise, that we want to be abused, that we enjoy being hurt, that we like being forced.

That is why we will fight pornography wherever we find it; and we will fight those who justify it and those who make it and those who buy and use it.

And make no mistake, this movement against pornography is a movement against silence – the silence of the real victims. And this movement against pornography is a movement for speech – the speech of those who have been silenced by sexual force, the speech of women and young girls. And we will never, never be silenced again.”

 

MY RESPONSE

This speech must never be forgotten – although every day words like this are suppressed not just by men, but by women refusing to condemn pornography.

As I see the fashion of Slutwalks, the search for the unicorn of feminist-friendly porn, that night life whether lesbian or for straight women is just hyped-up porn, that you are lucky to find a music video or too many ads that would be on the edge of hard-core in 1979 – I wonder if Andrea Dworkin’s message has been placed in the trash-heap.

I would cry – if I wasn’t screaming with grief and pain.

In this speech Andrea Dworkin reminds that porn is no fantasy – and I and the women I know or don’t know in person – who have been in those images, that thing you watch and wank over, and then forget. We know inside every cell of our bodies – porn was no fantasy to us.

Porn is not made up of plastic people. Porn is nothing to do with the forced smile all women and girls have to have as they are sexually tortured, as they are verbally and mentally abused.

The truth is porn is not fun, porn is a fast or slow destruction of that woman or girl inside that image, that computer program, that video.

When you make the choice to watch your everyday porn – the porn with oral sex until she chokes and is sick, porn with double anal rape, porn where beating up the “whore” is regular – and that is just the commonplace porn you can get anywhere.

When you watch that, you are more than likely watching rape, but it is usually plain old sexual torture.

I bet some of you would fight to end political torture, are campaigning to end domestic violence, incest and rape to non-prostituted women – but you still think you should have the freedom to consume porn wherever you are bored.

You are watching torture, you are viewing not a performance but real rape and battery – whether you watch it for free or not, you are supporting an industry that views those women and girls as highly disposable.

Being disposable – it becomes no matter if they get STDs enough to destroy them internally or kill them, no care over so-called safe sex, when consumers and porn producers have decided the image is better if it looks raw and dangerous.

Being disposable – it is no matter that she is beaten up close to death, no matter that she suffocates during oral rape, no matter how rip up she gets as the producers pushes the limits of double and treble and more penetration in the vagina and in the anus. Send to in-house “doctors” and patch her enough so it looks ok, and get more money off her.

And it is no matter if she is killed on set, if she commits suicide, or just dies coz her body cannot live any more – she is replaceable.

That is the reality of the so-called fantasy that you consider to be entertainment.

And many say porn is “freedom of speech” – well it is for those who already have great power, that is the consumers of porn and porn producers.

There is no freedom of speech for those inside the porn, especially if they are females. There isn’t any speech for them.

They have no rights over the images made of them – images that now can spread throughout the world with a click of a computer.

Most of the women who have survived would give anything to utterly every porn image ever made of them. But those images were stolen from us, we have no rights to owned our own image. It kills us every day.

Where was our freedom of speech to scream rape, to shout to the world of the constant sexual tortures we had known – we are dismissed, told it must have been rare and nothing with “legitimate” porn, that we are too damaged to speak any truth.

Only it is odd how the voices of those who are lucky enough survive porn enough to speak out – those voices speak of the same sexual tortures, same being made into nothing but holes, same non-stop rapes, same brutal mental wearing down until you forget you are human – the words of survivors are always very familiar to each other.

But you choose to say it some sad individual story – rather than a structure of an evil industry that doesn’t give a damn how many women and girls it destroys.

I want us to fire up by Andrea Dworkin and all the other women, mainly survivors, who speak the truth of what porn is.

Give up on your fantasy – too many women and girls are being destroyed whilst you cling hold of it.