By Siddharth Kara
Every 12 months, thousands of ladies and youngsters are kidnapped, deceived, seduced, or bought into compelled prostitution, coerced to provider 1000's if no longer millions of fellows earlier than being discarded. those trafficked intercourse slaves shape the spine of 1 of the world's so much ecocnomic illicit corporations and generate large earnings for his or her exploiters, for in contrast to narcotics, which has to be grown, harvested, sophisticated, and packaged, intercourse slaves require no such "processing," and will be again and again "consumed."
Kara first encountered the horrors of slavery in a Bosnian refugee camp in 1995. as a result, within the first trip of its sort, he traveled throughout 4 continents to enquire those crimes and take inventory in their devastating human toll. Kara made numerous journeys to India, Nepal, Burma, Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, the uk, Italy, the Netherlands, Denmark, Albania, Moldova, Mexico, and the us. He witnessed firsthand the sale of humans into slavery, interviewed over 400 slaves, and faced a few of those that trafficked and exploited them.
In this publication, Kara offers a riveting account of his trip into this unconscionable undefined, sharing the relocating tales of its sufferers and revealing the surprising stipulations in their exploitation. He attracts on his historical past in finance, economics, and legislation to supply the 1st ever enterprise research of latest slavery around the world, targeting its so much ecocnomic and barbaric shape: intercourse trafficking. Kara describes the neighborhood components and international financial forces that gave upward thrust to this and other kinds of contemporary slavery over the last twenty years and quantifies, for the 1st time, the scale, development, and profitability of every undefined. ultimately, he identifies the sectors of the intercourse trafficking that might be toughest hit via particularly designed interventions and recommends the explicit criminal, tactical, and coverage measures that might goal those weak sectors and aid to abolish this way of slavery, as soon as and for all.
The writer will donate a element of the proceeds of this booklet to the anti-slavery association, unfastened the Slaves.
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