“You don’t buy, I don’t sell,” is the international campaign currently supported by the topless sexual activists of Femen. Courageously protesting in order to change the law on prostitution in countless countries to lay the blame on the purchaser and not the women who are usually forced in to the act of selling their bodies for sex. The UK already instates this view on the trade, with it not being illegal for a woman to offer her self for sex in exchange for money.
I can firmly say that I whole heartedly agree with this campaign but can confidently say that this is not the answer. The UK has obviously proven this. We still have vulnerable women roaming our streets, searching endlessly for someone to pay for the privilege of entering their vagina. They are hungry, thirsty, cold and addicted to the life they have come accustom to. For some of these women, this is all they have. Without their sexually driven customers, where would they get their next meal, their next hit, their next cup of strong coffee? Why aren’t we helping them?
Some of these women, are different. Some of them see the longing need in these pathetic men for some form of human contact. Some see gold mines walking through the dark, dirty streets of twenty first century Britain. They make fools out of these men, because they have exactly what these men want, what these men can’t get without a quick transfer of the queen’s head.
Two WI members made a documentary a few years ago to try and raise awareness of the problems that surround prostitution. I also went to a debate about prostitution at university where one of these feisty older ladies were present. I really do think that these two birds had their heads screwed on. As women we have been through a tough few centuries, pining and scraping the bottom of the barrel to simply earn the most basic of rights. Yes, of course we have come far, but yes we have got a hell of a lot further to go. I’m sure any person could admit to the fact that the problem of prostitution is not going to go away with a few extra flashings of bare breasts.
I propose we dig deep down to that mothering, caring, warm nature that all of us women have, but have tried so hard to destroy in order to progress in this male dominated world. Grab it, reach for it, embrace it and hold out your hand to the women who have found themselves stuck in this world of sexual slavery. Being a feminist can easily make you turn your back on the women who are using their assets to please men. But these are the women who really need our help. We need to stop shaming. I propose all feminists work together and take on one of two roles. We need the fighters who are battling for an end to prostitution. More importantly, we need the care givers who are looking after these women who are living this life RIGHT NOW, not potentially in the future. Give them comfort, give them support, give them hygiene and protection so they can carry out their work with as little danger to them as possible.
Promiscuous Feminist 