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Sex Isn't Work
Tragically, the world's oldest profession has one of the world's youngest workforces today. Dawn Herzog Jewell, who wrote this month's cover story, "Red-Light Rescue", found that millions of preteen and teenage girls are trapped in prostitution, typically earning money for their families or brothel owners.
This global reality is far from the Hollywood fantasy foisted on the public through films like Pretty Woman (Julia Roberts) or Hustle and Flow (Terrence Howard). The forced-labor aspect of much modern-day prostitution stands in stark contrast to efforts by misguided bureaucrats to relabel prostitution as "commercial sex work." As a Salvation Army officer told me several years ago, "Sex isn't work!" When sex becomes commerce, the moral fabric of our culture is deeply damaged.
When Dawn is not writing or reporting, she works at Media Associates International, serving as its publications and training manager. MAI has trained publishers, editors, and writers from 57 nations, assisting them in creating new magazines and books.
More than a year ago, Dawn developed a strong desire to write a book to encourage the Christian writers she encountered from around the world. She didn't know where to begin or what to write about. She told me, "I wanted something I could be passionate about and also something there was not already enough written on." She and a friend began to pray.
Within a few months, Dawn hosted a mission event and heard a Filipina woman describe Samaritana, an outreach to prostituted girls and women. The woman said that when sexually exploited people come to the point of being willing to tell their stories, that telling becomes part of the healing process.
"When she said that," Dawn recalled, "a light went on in my head. ...1