Call it a night out at the strippers, the oldest profession in the history, and simply participating in the empowerment of women. Or some crap like that. Call it bright lights, big city. Call it Pretty Woman, or don’t call it anything.

I call it slavery. I call it holding hands with traffickers. I call it insanity when you proclaim it entertainment… We should call it what it is. And trafficking is too light a word to discribe the brutality these bound people endure. Where is your voice? And by its’ actions, what does it proclaim? Entertainment, or enslavement? You’re making a stand my friend… so tell me, what are you standing for?

Because I have the world’s coolest brother Sean, I heard of this… enjoy & rise in hope.