Category Archives: Social Justice

Abolition

[Guest Post from my sister]

It was my senior year at Southern Wesleyan when I first heard about human trafficking.  I don’t know if you remember the first time you heard about the fact that slavery still exists in our world.  I don’t know if it struck you the way it struck me.  Maybe this is the first time you are hearing of the enslavement of millions of people who are made in the image of God.  If so, read on!  If you know about modern slavery and you feel paralyzed by the overwhelming statistics, my hope is not to drill more statistics into your head so that you feel even more discouraged, but rather empower you to feel you can do something. 

Maybe you don’t care.  You have more pressing issues in your life.  I know.  I don’t understand where you are or what you’re going through.  When you are hurting, it is so hard to even begin to hurt for others.  As a counselor, my deepest desire would be to walk with you from point A to Z, to be with you on your journey of healing.  If this is your place, maybe you can find someone to help you heal.  Because being a part of redeeming the lives of those participating in and victims of injustice is, I dare say, the most fulfilling work on the planet.  And I don’t want you to miss it.

100_0425My journey began in the spring of 2003 when I had lunch with Dr. Joanne Lyon, the executive director of World Hope International.  I was a psychology major and I really wanted to do counseling.  I felt drawn to women and children in distress, victims of violence and abuse.  Dr. Lyon began to tell me about Cambodia and the problem of commercial sexual exploitation.  She talked about the need for mental health professionals to work with these girls after they had come out of prostitution.  I wept that night.  It was the first time I had heard about modern slavery.  A little over a year later, I boarded a plane for Cambodia.  My assignment was to assist in the set up an assessment center–the first place children rescued from slavery would be brought.  The first rescue of three little girls took place in June 2005.  Today, the center has served hundreds of girls who are victims of rape or commercial sex trafficking. 

Worldwide, there are nearly two million children in the commercial sex trade (UNICEF).  Human trafficking is the world’s third largest criminal enterprise, following drugs and weapons (U.S. Dept of State).  Slavery is particularly lucrative because while a drug may only be sold once, a human can be sold over and over again.  There may be as many as 27 million slaves in the world today and it is believed that half are minors (U.S. Dept of State).  And slavery isn’t some third world problem.  The U.S. is currently home to an estimated 175,000 slaves.

So what will you do?  How will you be an abolitionist?  Would you choose just one item from the list below?  Something you could do to spread awareness, stop the trade, redeem a life?

Learn more.  Download the Trafficking In Persons report from the U.S. Department of State or visit the Polaris Project.

Talk to your friends, your children, or your co-workers about modern slavery.  I know it isn’t light conversation but haven’t we all had enough of that?

Read books like Disposable People, Enslaved:  True Stories of Modern Day Slavery, The Natashas, or Children at War

Watch movies like Born into the Brothels, Blood Diamond, or Human Trafficking

Sign up for the latest news on sexual trafficking here and here.

Hang anti-trafficking posters in your business, church, or local community boards.  Victims, potential victims, and those who may know them can see the victim hotline with instructions in their language.  Posters are available for free download here. 

Blog about human trafficking.

Teach youth and young adults about the link between the sex industry and slavery.  Adults Saving Kids offers a complete curriculum for youth. 

Ask your legislators what they have done to stop slavery in your state.  If they haven’t done a thing…offer to provide information.  Give them a nudge. 

Create and Distribute anti-trafficking stickers, buttons, or t-shirts.  Cafepress is an easy way to print your issues.  Or order from a cafepress store already established.

Serve as a volunteer.  Organizations like FAAST welcome volunteers who can do research, write, design, organize, or staff events.  Or use your skills to serve vocationally–either short term or long. 

Buy “slave-free” goods.  Buy rugs carrying the Rugmark symbol.  Buy coffee, tea, and cocoa labeled “fair trade.”  Ask stores to stock these items.  Encourage your church or business to serve fair trade coffee.  Provide your faith community with info about coffee campaigns

Give gifts purchased from places like Ten Thousand Villages or Go Fish.  Or choose an alternative gift like this.

Do something.  Become an abolitionist.  It matters.

Let the little children come

“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”  –Jesus  (Luke 18:16, NIV)

A well-known pastor in my very small town was arrested.  I’m sure many folks in our conservative southern town are up in arms about his arrest.  I’m sure they feel he was justified in his actions.  In fact, I’m surprised he was arrested.  Here is what he is accused of doing:

His church has a Christian school.  One of the children was misbehaving.  Someone at the school called the child’s mother and told her she must come to the school to spank her child or give permission for a school official to spank him.

Now let’s stop here for a moment.  Seriously?  These educators and administrators couldn’t come up with anything other than spanking?  These adults who claim to have the mind of Christ could not tap into the incredible creativity of the Creator and come up with anything else?  Wow.  It had to be violence.  It had to be hitting.  That was the best they could come up with.

Ok, back to the story.  It isn’t clear whether the mother gave permission or not.  Regardless, the 45 year old pastor of the church spanked the child leaving (according to the arrest warrant) “revoltingly egregious bruising to his buttocks” with four bruises measuring more than three inches by one inch in size. 

Mr. Pastor is now charged with assault and battery of a high and aggravated nature.  I very much hope it sticks. 

What has this child learned about Jesus from one of his supposed “shepherds?”  What has he learned about love and grace?

Does your church have a stance on corporal punishment against children?  Are they involved in something like this?

ETA:  Just heard from a reliable source that the child was four years old.

In a small voice whispering “circumcision”

I’ve been quiet about this topic because parents have such strong feelings on both sides.  My intent in this post is to encourage you to think about the procedure and the statistics worldwide.  Why did this procedure become so routine in the US?    

When I was pregnant, I honestly didn’t think twice about circumcision until my childbirth instructor assigned one couple (Emily and Matt, I think) to research and present on it.  We had only one friend with an intact son but they were granola so we figured it was a hippie thing.  I assumed that if we had a boy, we would circumcise.  Then I learned about the procedure and I was surprised to learn that the American Academy of Pediatrics does not recommend circumcision.  I widened my view and learned that in other parts of the world, babies are not routinely circumcised for non-religious, medically unnecessary reasons.  In fact, the rates are less than 1% in New Zealand, 2.1% in England, and 9% in Canada.  In non-English speaking countries, the rate for non-religious, medically unnecessary circumcision is close to zero.  Even in the US, it isn’t as common as one might think with roughly half newborn boys being circumcized.  As more insurance companies refuse to cover the procedure (after all, it isn’t medically necessary), the numbers will continue to decline. 

Circumcision does carry risk.  The risks include pain, hemorrhage, infection, surgical mistakes, interference with breastfeeding and sleep, skin tags, scarring, damage to the urethra, and in some cases, death.  Excessive bleeding seems to be the most common complication I have encountered.  There is a new scary risk:  MRSA, an antibiotic resistant staph infection frequently spread in hospitals.  One of my client’s newborn contracted MRSA in his umbilical cord stump.  It was very serious.  Her pediatrician praised her for not circumcising as that would have been an easy opening for further spread of the superbug.

And, of course, for all circumcized infants, there is a guaranteed loss of penile sensitivity.      

Want to learn more?  Check out the studies and information available here and here.  If you would like to see what happens during a circumcision, click on the American Academy of Family Physician site to view drawings (not graphic pictures) of the currently preferred method–the Gomco clamp.  Scroll midway down the page to see the procedure.    

Again, my intent is not to pass judgement.  We are all learning together and I have been on both sides of the fence in this debate.  I do not try to talk my clients and friends out of circumcision.  But for those who have not given the subject much thought, I am providing a starting place to begin considering medical and ethical views beyond the cultural perspectives.

Poisoned Baby Formula

It appears that the milk supplier to China’s largest formula maker purposely added melamine to their milk.  Why?  So it looked like it was higher in protein.  Now babies are sick and dying.   

Incidentally, melamine was the same chemical added to pet food imported to the US from China.  Remember that uproar?  I wonder if this situation will get as much attention.

Again.

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This time in my state.

A nursing mom was told to go to the bathroom or cover up at Westgate Mall.  Read the story.  What the news didn’t mention was that the security guard called the police who actually made the grandmother go to the car to get the mom’s driver’s license so they could file a report!!  Did the police not even understand the law?  The mom was carrying the DHEC card explaining her legal right to nurse in public but the guard refused to look at it.  What an odd world in which we live–moms carrying cards identifying their right to feed their babies. 

I love how the newspaper article ends by saying the mall offers family rooms for nursing.  Who cares?  The mom can nurse wherever she pleases.  And, as usual, the newspaper is hosting a web poll asking if you are offended by a nursing mom.  Again, who cares?  It doesn’t matter who is offended.  She is protected by the law. 

ETA:  Please take a moment and email the manager of Westgate Mall.  The mom says that he told her she was “overreacting” and that the security guard was just trying to help.    Ron_Thomas@cblproperties.com  

Following Huck

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Before Norah was born, we painted the words “Follow Huck” on the walls of her nursery.  I’m a fan of Huck Finn (though not so fond of Tom Sawyer).  He had an honest soul and a seeker heart.  He searched for truth even when “sivilized” society taught a different morality.  I’m not sure what deep rivers Norah will cross but I pray Grace will be her raft.   

Ok, and maybe I hope she’ll keep holding our hands…

The Episode in which Supernorah eats Secret Quinoa

How do you like my little superhero?  As you can see by her emblem (is that the right superhero term?), her weapon is peace. 

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And yes, she is missing her pants.  Maybe she got a little confused in the phone booth.  I’m sure my hubby–who knows everything there is to know about superheroes (our netflix arrived today.  *sigh* tonight it will be the Fantastic Four)–could spin a wildly heroic tale involving secret identities, archenemies, and a sidekick.  Mmmm.  I’m not really feeling it.   

Thank you Caleb and Micah for Norah’s headwear!  Costume courtesy of Little Capers.   

You probably can’t tell what she is holding in her hand–a rice cake.  I’m so devious.  See, I love rice krispy treats.  But I wouldn’t feed one to my daughter–yikes!  all that sugar?  A few weeks ago, Norah caught me hiding in the kitchen eating one and mistook it for a rice cake.  Now, if she sees me with a rice krispy treat, she asks for a plain ole rice cake!  It is a win-win.  And while we’re talking devious…I have another:  Norah loves cheese grits–the packaged instant ones.  Have you see the ingredients?  Not healthy at all.  This morning, I cooked some quinoa (which is super-easy to make and full of amazing goodness), blended it with cheddar cheese, and voila–“Norah, your cheese grits are ready!”  Being a mama is so much fun!  Though my collard green experiment failed.  I cooked some collards last night and told her they were the leaves that Littlefoot and Petrie eat in “The Land Before Time.”  Yeah, she didn’t fall for that one.         

Toy, toys, toys

After finding 5 of Norah’s toys recalled for lead a few months ago, I’ve been somewhat nervous about toxic toys.  I’ve also noticed that just about every toy on the store shelves was made in China.  I was sitting in Norah’s room one night and had an awful thought:  How many of her toys, clothes, shoes were made in sweatshops?  If it was purchased at Walmart there is a darn good chance it was.  Yeah, so that bothers me more than the lead does. 

A few websites have helped me with the safety factor–Healthy Toys and CPSC’s email recall list.    

The sweatshop factor is trickier.  If you operate a sweatshop, you probably don’t want it to be common knowledge.  I guess this shopping guide is a start.  Our little global community is so intertwined.  I could make my own clothes (well, assuming I could sew) but where did the fabric come from?  I purchased Norah’s playsilks from a work-at-home-mom, but where was the silk made?  Ai-yai-yai.

Cider and Scrooges

Yesterday was D-Day–our semi-annual “Daddy Day.”  In celebration of Scott’s birthday, we spent a beautiful Friday doing “Christmasy” things.  We started the day with my death-by-chocolate muffins.  Then we loaded up for a sojourn to NC to cut a tree.  I received the wife-of-the-year award for planting Scott’s birthday present in his truck–a TomTom already programmed with the address of the Christmas tree farm.  We ate at a sketchy sub shop in Cashiers where the strange and somewhat offensive owner gave Norah an ice cream cone.  So that was nice, I guess.  Then we wandered up to Highlands to buy a Christmas ornament–a ritual since high school.  We selected a woodsy acorn made out of leaves to honor our Leaf.  And we grabbed two wooden sea kayak ornaments.  We found our way home on a winding unpaved road (which impressively was recognized by the GPS) and commenced tree-decorating.  Scott and I have had some tense moments in our marriage decorating the tree.  Scott is a decorator at heart and I’m…well…more of a sloppy slinger of ornaments.  One year, I even tearfully boycotted the tree altogether.  Maybe it was the hot apple cider, but we found a sort of symbiosis (granted Scott may have rearranged the deco after I went to bed).  We ended the day curled on the couch with “It’s a Wonderful Life.”  Ahhh. 

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Meanwhile, I found new information on Burger King’s scrooginess in my inbox today.  If you have two minutes to complete a form letter to send to the scroogy CEO’s…please check it out.