Prepare Yourself. Put on Some Happy Tunes.


This past week, the only truly exciting things that I did were to go rock climbing, finish watching the second season of Game of Thrones (OMG IT WAS AWESOME), get caught up in the Once Upon a Time series (I know it seems like I’m watching too much TV, but it’s just to get study breaks), and visit Wat Umong. 

On Tuesday, I went rock climbing with Ashley, Emily and Mickey (the master rock climber) at Chiang Mai Rock Climbing Adventures for Ladies’ Night where we got to climb the wall for free!  Rock climbing is a lot harder than it looks, and I fell down onto the mats when reaching for the top of the wall (I will one day make that red tape path MINE!), and that’s that about rock climbing. 
I assure you, I got farther up the wall than this.

This morning, Emily, Kristina, and I went to Wat Umong because some dude from muay thai training (which I sadly have decided that I need to stop doing for several reasons) kept raving about during a warm-up run one morning. It’s actually really cool- everywhere, there are trees with signs posted everywhere.  The signs have a series of Thai and English proverbs that are very inspiring. There are also a series of tunnels (umong) through which you walk to worship some Buddhas, a Chedi, a library, and more!
Paying respects to the Buddhas in the tunnels
 
The sillies at the Naga staircase

Feeding the fishies

I LOVED all of the signs here
 

But all of this is not what I’d like to talk about in this post.  Right now, I’m writing two research papers; one is about the roles of women in Thai Buddhism, and the other is about child prostitution in the Philippines for my Economics of the Sex Industry in Southeast Asia class.

I had the opportunity to go camping this weekend at Mae Hong Son (which I would highly recommend), but the fact that I have to have a bibliography for this paper turned in on Tuesday, convinced me that I needed to stay in and due crap tons of research.  Obviously, this was a depressing weekend.

Prostitution is a big issue in Southeast Asia.  I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this in a previous post, but the sex industry is very prevalent in Thailand.  While riding through the streets of Chiang Mai in a songtaew at night, it has been difficult to ignore the florescent lights marking the location of a “karaoke” establishment, or serving as the backdrop for a series of scantily clad women standing outside of one of the city’s buildings.  When going out to clubs, I am constantly wondering which of the provocatively dressed girls are prostitutes.  There are also plenty of ladyboys (boys who dress as girls, or are undergoing surgeries to become girls) in the mix, and these are oftentimes the girls who are most proactive in hitting on our foreign male friends.

Nighttime Chiang Mai is very sexualized.  Why?  Well, for Southeast Asia, the sex industry has its roots during the Vietnam War when the American soldiers would take vacations in different parts of the region for a little R&R.  This included the opportunity to have paid sex with Asian women.  Unfortunately, the popularity of prostitution did not leave with the Americans after the war ended.  Some of these countries’ economies still depend on the sex industry, so the government turns its head, or has been corrupted. 

After the implementation of anti-prostitution laws and enforcement, many sexualized institutions have been forced to go more underground by disguising brothels as massage parlors, karaoke bars, etc.  A lot of sex workers are not known as prostitutes, but are called “bar girls,” “entertainers,” or “guest relations officers (GROs- can you believe they have an acronym for this? weird.) 

There is an entire tourist industry geared toward helping foreigners have sexual relations with prostitutes.  These old white men are easy to spot when they are sporting young Asian women on their arms, flaunting about as if she’s his girlfriend (younger men and Southeast Asians also pay for sex, not just old white men- there is no stereotypical 'john').  It makes dancing at clubs a little uncomfortable if I’m not tipsy enough to ignore it.    What’s worse is that a lot of these young girls are under the age of 18.  Why? Because of the demand for young girls.  Why?  Because there are perverts who are more sexually attracted to children, because impoverished parents sell their children to the streets, because it’s a way for the children to survive, and more.  Girls as young as 6 years old are being taught how to give oral sex.

Another reason for young girls- fear of HIV/AIDS.  Young girls, and especially virgins, are sought out because it is believed that having sex with a young girl will prevent the buyer from contracting the disease, or it will get rid of the disease.  Others believe it will make them more beautiful, more powerful, or increase their lifespan. Load of bullshit, but the dumbbums believe it.

No matter the age or gender, many sex workers are affected psychologically, physically, and socially.  They are beaten, threatened, viewed as a commodity, forced into a system that they may not escape from, and dehumanized.  Their culture tells them that they are dirty and not worthy- they will never amount to anything, never be married, never be respected.  They will not have a good reincarnation in their next life because they are bad people in this life.

The people selling them are pimps, brothel owners, family members, friends, and even themselves. But these people get away with what they are doing due to lack of law enforcement, aid from corrupt police and government officials, and the fact that this practice is normative in these cultures.

There are a load of NGOS and GOs that work toward stopping this practice.  But oftentimes their answer is rescue.  This isn’t the best answer in many cases- rehabilitation into society isn’t always effective, sometimes they return to prostitution, or they are unhappy with their lives inside of these institutions.

I have a lot more to say about this issue.  I’m still learning about it.  I know this is the most depressing post that I’ve written, but I’m sharing my weekend with you.  This is what I’ve been reading about for the past 48 hours (you can’t blame me for taking a lot of TV breaks now, can you?).  A lot of the world isn’t entirely aware of the extent that this issue exists.  Sure, there are a lot of issues in the world.  Sure, prostitution may be a profession that exists everywhere, and is a profession that has existed throughout history for a very long time.  But that doesn’t mean that a large population, women and children especially, should be forced into a profession that many of them don’t ask for and don’t want; a profession where they are dehumanized, treated as commodities, and are led to believe that they are worthless. 

The world needs some answers to this problem.  It starts with educating people.  No, not the sex workers, or the children of these nations.  Oftentimes they are too poor to pay for their education, and are forced to sell their bodies in order to pay for it.  We need to educate the people demanding these services.  We need to limit the demand.  We need to improve law enforcement.  And, we need to fix economies and ease poverty.  These are obvious solutions, but oftentimes, the solutions are simpler than we think.  It’s implementing the solution that is hard.  I don’t know what I’m expecting anyone to do about all this, and obviously things won’t be fixed overnight.   But, if I’ve made some of you fine folk a little more aware of the world that I’m very close to right now, I feel as if I’ve done something important.

Now, to lighten things up a bit.  I’ve been getting through my readings by taking TV breaks, but also by constantly listening to Korean Pop.  Please, listen to some and either A) dance or B) make fun of me.

Korean pop is very popular throughout Southeast Asia. And after Psy's "Gangnam Style," it's popular in every goddamn corner of the world- except perhaps, the deep blue sea.  My friend from St. Mary's introduced me to Korean pop last year, and I've been toying with it every since.  Oh, by the way, the Thais aspire to look like Koreans, but that is an entirely different blog post for another time.

2 Response to "Prepare Yourself. Put on Some Happy Tunes."

  1. Anonymous Says:

    Man. It's a good thing you told us to listen to happy music first. Another thing: I've heard that sometimes pimps will introduce their workers to cocaine or meth, so that even if they escape the profession they might be driven back to the brothels by addiction. It's probably the most miserable existence I can think of, but there are people like Carolyn who seek to do something about it!

  2. Jessica Says:

    They do introduce them to drugs in order to create a dependence on the pimps, but also so they are able to work the long and often empty hours.
    I'd also like to point out that there are some prostitutes that willingly go into this profession and are not unhappy with it. Not all prostitutes should be seen as victims. In some cases, the women use their profession as a source of empowerment by twisting their identities as something like a "professional girlfriend" as opposed to a prostitute to become something else and improve their positions, such as learning English or gaining a home through their multiple boyfriends. This occurrence, however, is special. I'd like to remind everyone this should not be viewed as a morality issue about whether or not prostitution is a moral thing, but rather an issue where the factors creating the sex industry should be considered.

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