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Meta
banksy.co.uk/manifesto/
An
extract from the diary of Lieutenant Colonel Mervin Willett Gonin
DSO who was among the first British soldiers to liberate Bergen-Belsen
in 1945.
Camp I
can give no adequate description of the Horror Camp in which my men
and myself were to spend the next month of our lives. It was just a
barren wilderness, as bare as a chicken run. Corpses lay everywhere,
some in huge piles, sometimes they lay singly or in pairs where they
had fallen. It took a little time to get used to seeing men women and
childen collapse as you walked by them and to restrain oneself from
going to their assistance. One had to get used early to the idea that
the individual just did not count. One knew that five hundred a day
were dying and that five hundred a day were going on dying for weeks
before anything we could do would have the slightest effect. It was,
however, not easy to watch a child choking to death from diptheria
when you knew a tracheotomy and nursing would save it, one saw women
drowning in their own vomit because they were too weak to turn over,
and men eating worms as they clutched a half loaf of bread purely because
they had to eat worms to live and now could scarcely tell the difference.
Piles of corpses, naked and obscene, with a woman too weak to stand
proping herself against them as she cooked the food we had given her
over an open fire; men and women crouching down just anywhere in the
open relieving themselves of the dysentary which was scouring their
bowels, a woman standing stark naked washing herself with some issue
soap in water from a tank in which the remains of a child floated.
It was shortly after the British Red Cross arrived, though it may have
no connection, that a very large quantity of lipstick arrived. This
was not at all what we men wanted, we were screaming for hundreds and
thousands of other things and I don’t know who asked for lipstick.
I wish so much that I could discover who did it, it was the action
of genius, sheer unadulterated brilliance. I believe nothing did more
for these internees than the lipstick. Women lay in bed with no sheets
and no nightie but with scarlet red lips, you saw them wandering about
with nothing but a blanket over their shoulders, but with scarlet red
lips. I saw a woman dead on the post mortem table and clutched in her
hand was a piece of lipstick. At last someone had done something to
make them individuals again, they were someone, no longer merely the
number tatooed on the arm. At last they could take an interest in their
appearance. That lipstick started to give them back their humanity Source: Imperial
War museum
Cambodia – Facts on Trafficking and Prostitution
From the page: “Virgins, who have been sold to brothels by trafficking agents, are confined to the brothel or a hotel room until the first client comes. Due to the belief that sex with a virgin has rejuvenating properties, her first client is charged an expensive amount. Advertised as “special commodities,” virgins are also attractive in that they are less likely to have AIDS or other sexually transmitted diseases. The customer pays from $300 to $400 (7,500 to 10,000 baht) to have sex with her for one week in a local hotel chosen by the brothel owner. (“Children of the dust,” rewritten from ‘Children of the Dust,’ by MIKEL FLAMM and NGO KIM CUC, Bangkok Post, 23 February 1997)
When recruited by brokers in a village, the girls’ families are told they will be employed and be able to send money home. After the girls are purchased, usually for about $150, they are brought to a hotel room or safe house where they are kept until they can be sold to their first buyer for $300 to $400 for a week. But after this, the girl is considered “used goods” and her value drops dramatically to as little as $2 per sexual transaction. (Laura Bobak, “For Sale: The Innocence of Cambodia,” Ottawa Sun, 24 October 1996)”
Sex Traffic (2004) (TV)
From the page: “It’s easy to understand why someone who is starving and homeless might risk everything in search of a better life abroad. But there are countries in which, although they are poorer than the affluent west, people can get by. So why do their citizens endure the most appalling hardship as economic migrants and illegal immigrants? Blame it on the grotesque disparities in exchange rates, which mean that a year’s savings in Britain might be a lifetime’s in Moldova; but blame it also on our most corrosive export, the myth that sustains our own societies, that man can control his own destiny, that we can, that we must, always seek to make something more of our lives. The irony is that the pursuit of this dream can take all of us only further away from what matters: a place in which, and people with whom, we can be at home.
The subject matter of migration has been excellently served in recent years, through the wonderful Channel Four documentary, ‘The Last Peasants’, and through Michael Winterbottom’s sublime film, ‘In This World’. ‘Sex Traffic’ completes a noble trilogy, with its harrowing but sadly convincing script, fine direction and stunning performances from its leads: British actor John Simm and, in two more demanding roles, a brilliant pair of young Romanian actresses, Anamaria Varince and Maria Popistasu. Serious but also dramatic, this is an outstanding mini-series. I have only two relatively minor quibbles: the journalistic, pseudo-documentary feel is slightly overdone, especially in episode one (the story doesn’t need such heavy-handed treatment); and the strange way the film stigmatises an American multinational company. It’s perfectly reasonable to believe that the power of such companies is one the main causes of the economic imbalances that fundamentally drive migration; but this company is merely guilty of covering up the fact that some of its employees have done bad things (but of course, it’s easier to blame a bogeyman than it is to blame ourselves, and our own outrageous share of the global wealth). Don’t let these matters put you off watching one of the most outstanding, emotional, and important, dramas of the year.”
Facts on Trafficking and Prostitution
From the page: “The Factbook on Global Sexual Exploitation was compiled from media, non-governmental organization and government reports. It is an initial effort to collect facts, statistics and known cases on global sexual exploitation. Information is organized into four categories: Trafficking, Prostitution, Pornography, and Organized and Institutionalized Sexual Exploitation and Violence.
Sources were not contacted to verify information. Close examination will reveal that there are contradictions in information depending on the sources of information (ex: how many women are in prostitution in Thailand). All statistics are reported with no attempt to evaluate which numbers are more likely to be accurate. In fact, the exact numbers in many cases are not known and estimates come from different sources which use different methods to determine what they report.
We hope these facts will assist people to recognize the harm caused throughout the world by sexual violence and exploitation and catalyze action against this violence agianst women.”
Mandragora (1997)
From the page: “The Black World of Self-Destruction, 4 January 2005
Author: thinker1691 from USA
Wiktor Grodecki’s masterful film entitled “Mandragora” is by any standard, a stirring and gut wrenching example of poverty gone amok. The torrid film depicts the story of Marek, superbly played by Miroslav Caslavka, a troubled boy of fifteen who, bored with the juvenile pranks and idle antics in an average town, seeks the glitz and glitter of the city of Prague. Once there, he quickly realizes the needs of life in the big city come with a price, one which he cannot afford and thus succumbs to the hungry appetite of the predatory elements surrounding him. Beginning with the alluring promise of quick cash for services rendered, Marek, quickly realizes this means his ‘innocence’ which is taken after being drugged and raped. Escaping the inattentive and uncaring pimp, he descends into the depths of sexual perversions when he encounters and befriends a more ‘experienced’ partner who trades him to a dark, sadistic pair, leaving him broken and violated. The decent into the perverted practices continues when, after a brief respite, he finds himself beaten, left for dead and in the hands of a vicious pornographer. With his father searching for him, the boy having survived an appalling apprenticeship, delves into the illusionary and dead end world of drugs where father and son unfortunately miss each other by inches. All in all, a truly revealing film for anyone wishing to have a worm’s eye view in the slow death of male prostitutes. ****”
Stolen Youth: Child Prostitution Plagues German-Czech Border | Germany | De
From the page: “The United Nations children’s agency says child prostitution is rising across the German border in the Czech Republic. Even children under the age of six are sold to German sex tourists.
The children wait by supermarkets, restaurants and gas stations along the Czech motorways just across the border from Germany. Pimps, often parents or siblings, hand babies and small children into the cars of waiting sex tourists. The market for sex with children is booming on the Czech-German border, Cathrin Schauer a social worker in the border region said.
“Young children less than six years old are offered to the sex tourists by women, whereas the older ones are usually accompanied by men or male teenagers,” Schauer said. “But eight-year-olds come along on their own and do their own negotiations about payment and sexual practices.””
Cyberspace Links
From the page: “(Sociology of) Cyberspace Links”
Roll up roll up, GASP! at the semiotic man, CRINGE! at the trangenderal narratives, MOO! at the ermm MOO….
CALResCos Introduction to Complex Systems
From the page: “A Complex System is any system which involves a number of elements, arranged in structure(s) which can exist on many scales. These go through processes of change that are not describable by a single rule nor are reducible to only one level of explanation, these levels often include features whose emergence cannot be predicted from their current specifications. Complex Systems Theory also includes the study of the interactions of the many parts of the system.”
ERgghhh Complexity make HEAD HURT!!!!
Cybernetics, Systems Theory, and Complexity
From the page: “Cybernetics, Systems Theory and Complexity”
A Marvellous Miscellany of links thereupon.

