[Vision2020] Amnesty, Shmamnesty !

[Nicholas Gier]

Thanks, Keely!

As I long time members of Amnesty (I used to have time every day to knock
out a letter or two to a Latin American dictator before I left my UI
office), I'm shocked at this decision.

I have a lot of notes about prostitution and The Economist ran a long
debate several years ago.  I will have to ponder this a while, but I
believe that I support the Swedish model, which protects the women but
punishes the customers and the pimps.

The exploitation of women must stop!

nfg

On Sat, Aug 15, 2015 at 2:19 AM, Moscow Cares <moscowcares at moscow.com>
wrote:

> Courtesy of Keely Emerine-Mix, a good friend and one of the original
> Intoleristas.
>
> -------------------
>
> *"Amnesty, Oh Amnest"*
>
> Intro and song written and presented by Keely Emerine-Mix
>
>
> I've written a song about the Amnesty International decision to officially
> back the "right" of men to purchase sex -- to rape for money -- prostituted
> women. They say you remember things better through music; whether this is
> true or not, we who know the truth can never forget. This is a puny effort
> on my part; the point isn't to show how clever I am or how insomnia brings
> out the wordsmith in me. I'm not the point. But, to my friends and sisters
> who are being prostituted and to those who've escaped, know that I will
> fight for you in any way I can.
>
> This is necessarily graphic, for which I make no apologies. If you're
> offended by the lyrics, ask yourself if the world's premier human rights
> organization's approval of the prostitution of women and children offends
> you more. I pray it does.
>
> If you like it, please share, with attribution.
>
>
> --------------------
>
> *"Amnesty, Oh Amnest"*
>
> Words by Keely Emerine-Mix
>
>
> (To the tune of "Oh, Christmas Tree, Oh, Christmas Tree")
>
>
> CHORUS: Oh, Amnesty, Oh, Amnesty
> You have denied our humanity
>
> Oh, Amnesty, you nobles, you
> Allies of the rejected who
> Have found their voice through your good deeds
> "A Forward Move," the headline reads
>
> But now you call commercial rape
> A market thing that men should ape
> You've hit us hard, you've cut us loose
> Your hero's cape becomes our noose
>
> CHORUS
>
> Amnesty says it's all the market
> "Agency," "choice," but who's the target?
> Pimps are boss, the man is buyer
> A market niche to "raise us higher."
>
> The woman poor, the child abandoned
> No food in sight, nor none imagined
> But "sex work" pays in sucking cocks
> While liberals beam, opportunity knocks
>
> CHORUS
>
> So agency comes with consent like magic
> With greasy cash, regardless how tragic
> They rape a woman and pay her well
> Penetrating, adding, to her personal hell.
>
> A punter, pimp, a rapist still
> Loitering 'neath the windowsill
> Make-up covers grief unseen
> "Hey, this one can't be seventeen!"
>
> CHORUS
>
> Denim jeans and big cigars
> Cheerios and cool guitars
> New carpet and for Mom some pearls
> Then you get hard and buy some girls
>
> You fuck 'em hard and leave them raw
> It matters not whoever saw
> She took your bills and heaved a sigh
> A tear spilled from her blackened eye
>
> CHORUS
>
> "Why do all these women bitch?
> You gave her cash, she scratched your itch
> And if she needed knocking 'round,
> Hell, you deal with what you found."
>
> CHORUS
>
> Your filthy lust, it kills our sisters
> Earnest lips speak lying whispers
> Of promises of Good, Just, and Right,
> while children perish from your sight
>
> How could you see, in buildings tall?
> Erect with power, they'll never fall
> The men up there will "lend a hand"
> Just not to restrain a violent man
>
> CHORUS
>
> But Amnesty, you will repent
> when the voice of sisters brings your lament
> We are Women, we fight for ours
> and with our strength demolish towers
>
> Millennia of the deaths of our mothers
> by those who promised they were our brothers
> has honed us sharp in all travail,
> and the strength of Women will prevail
>
> CHORUS
>
> We will fight you 'til the veil is torn
> With a shout of strength that's Heaven-borne
> Their silenced voices fill our cry
> At your feet we'll lay those who die
>
> CHORUS: Oh, Amnesty, Oh, Amnesty,
> We'll take back our own humanity."
>
> --------------------------------------
>
> Rock on, Keely!
>
> Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .
>
> "Moscow Cares"
> http://www.MoscowCares.com <http://www.moscowcares.com/>
>
> Tom Hansen
> Moscow, Idaho
>
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