Wake Up! Can't you Hear The Alarms Going Off?
I have written hubs about the abuse of animals and of children I was warned that people might stop coming to read what I have to say because it makes them uncomfortable and sad.
I was told in no uncertain terms that my happy go lucky hubs were a more enjoyable read.
27million world wide... That's the ESTIMATED number of men women and children that were enslaved and that number is 3 years old! Nothing has changed, it's getting worse, not better!
I can go on all day about statistics, but what good are numbers if you will forget this when it is no longer in front of your face.
How did it Start?
Cruelty in the world had to start somewhere.
You can all spout about the Bible and the apple and original sin, all I have to say is that's an excuse, not an answer!
It started, like all things start, very small. One person was having a bad day, and someone else laughed. The person who was having a bad day did not like being laughed at... From that moment there was a small kernel of rage. It sat in the belly and festered.
One day that rage grew into cruelty, and it lashed out at any who were within reach. It lashed out with jealousy and anger and torment. With a sweep of it's mighty hand, kernels were planted in each who bore the brunt of that cruelty. these kernels would plant themselves deep within each one and someday grow into cruelty.
The cruelty was passed down from generation to generation. Sometimes it was directed at children, or women, other times at dogs, but always, without a doubt, at someone weaker.
It was the cruelty that made them "strong" enough to attack someone weaker than themselves, just as they had been attacked when they themselves were weak.
These "strong ones" they think they are doing us all a service. They are strengthening the next generation. They are weeding out the weaker among us.
Survival of the fittest... Survival of the meanest?
Please Note this is about Human Trafficking
In the first video we see that cruelty starts very young. In the second we see that it can even start (or end) in the home.
For one who is living in a world of abuse, poverty and ridicule, it is easy to become a target. I wanted to write a book on this subject, on what makes a person an easy target. My fear was that people who did not understand how to find their own, would use my book as a guide to potential targets.
I was a target. Sibling rivalry and getting picked on and laughed at in school makes a child vulnerable. I had already been abused by a neighbor, and there was a lot of rivalry at home. When my father passed away and my mother went to work, it was not long before I was hanging out with the wrong people. I ran away when I was sixteen. The following video claims that runaways are targeted within 48 hours. I was no exception. I, however, had already been abused so when I realized what was going on I ran away and went to the police station and turned myself in.
Not For Sale Founder, David Batstone
Get to know your neighbors
The whole awakening for me was started when I went to my neighbor's yard sale. I was going to tell her that we aren't allowed to have yard sales here.
She was having the yard sale to heighten awareness. She had just found out at church, and she is not from America. She is from Romania, and this was a horrifying awakening for her. "I have a teenage daughter" she told me with tears in her eyes, "I thought it was safe in the USA! Did you know about this?" I shook my head no... I did not know.
Now you know! Go tell your neighbors! Call your loved ones. Share the news with them, show them this hub. Share the above video! Join causes on Facebook, follow the causes on Twitter, and write about it to your government leaders.
Here's the deal: We elected our officials to government, make them know that if they do not stamp this horrific blight from our nations that we will vote for someone else!
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