Tuesday, 16 July 2013

It's time for ACTION.

In Scotland we celebrated, as we heard that at long last, Rhoda Grant's attempt to implement the Swedish model had fallen, having not received the cross party support required. Our joy was short lived however, when we learned of the death of Petite Jasmine, brutally murdered by her abusive partner having already lost her children to him. Jasmine was a passionate sex workers' rights activist and a staunch opponent of the Swedish model because she knew first hand the harm it could do.

On Friday, the Swedish Rose Alliance released this statement on Facebook: “Our board member, fierce activist, and friend Petite Jasmine got brutally murdered yesterday (11 July 2013). Several years ago she lost custody of her children as she was considered to be an unfit parent due to being a sex worker. The children were placed with their father regardless of him being abusive towards Jasmine. They told her she didn’t know what was good for her and that she was “romanticizing” prostitution, they said she lacked insight and didn’t realise sex work was a form of self-harm. He threatened and stalked her on numerous occasions. She was never offered any protection. She fought the system through four trials and had finally started seeing her children again. Yesterday the father of her children killed her. She always said, “Even if I can’t get my kids back I will make sure this never happens to any other sex worker.” We will continue her fight. Justice for Jasmine!”

I cried when I learned of Jasmine's death, for many reasons. I thought of how she must have felt in those last remaining terrifying moments of her life, I thought of the feeling of emptiness that she had without her children and I felt her immense frustration when she spoke of the State's failure to support her, all because she was a sex worker. I sobbed as I thought of my love for my daughter when I read this passage from Jasmine's blog -

"After one year and three months finally see her standing in front of me. The feeling when she runs into my arms and hug me, to get sniff her hair immediately becomes soaking wet of my tears, drag your finger along her small nose and chin, stroking her little hand and hold on her tiny body hard in my embrace and kiss her eleven thousand times in the forehead. To finally get to see her in the eye and say seventeen thousand times how missed and loved she is. And never want to let go again, but must. Created by my body when we two have been and we are part of each other forever. The love for my children is indescribable. (And justice system as said joint custody and half the time, where were you when everything was going on?)"

But right now as I write this, something wonderful is happening. Sex workers around the world are taking to the streets to protest. On Friday 19th July, sex workers from twenty three cities on three continents are going to march on the embassies of Sweden and Turkey, because we have also lost a Turkish sex worker, Dora Oezer. We are going to tell them that we have had enough of being treated as second class citizens and that we are tired of the stigma which KILLS.

Would you like to support us ? Here's what you can do. Check this website for details of your local protest and come and join us. Please remember to keep checking the site as the week progresses because more and more sex worker groups are coming on board all the time and new protests are being established.

If you have a Twitter account you can tweet a link to that site to raise awareness and support too, using the hashtags #JusticeForJasmine and #JusticeForDora. Also, on Friday 19th, we aim to get the hashtag #stigmakills trending. So please do what you can and let's get our voices heard. It has never been more important.

LL xx


  1. Pye and I wound up crying over each other at the October conference because WE KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN TO SOMEONE.

    Bad things happen when you reinvent people as people they are not and try to impose it on them.

    Bad things happen when you take control and leave responsibility behind.

    Bad things happen when you look at a group of people and get the idea it would be REALLY EASY to push them around like Barbie dolls on your bedroom floor.

    Those people start suffering and dying...

    But then something else happens, one or two of them realise that the cost of silence and submission has begun to outweigh the benefit and slowly, deliberately, they stand up and defy the petty childish tyranny you have used privilege to wrap around them...

    ...and before you know it, one after another, they are all on their feet DEMANDING JUSTICE, DEMANDING REDRESS...

    ...and there is NO WAY you will ever get them to sit down again.

    So we broke "the rules" and sold sex for money...but we hurt no-one, and in our spare time are just human beings as good or bad as any other.


    Under my own name, as is my custom in mourning for deaths caused bigoted legislation.

  2. Very well said and I couldn't agree more. There comes a time when we simply have to get to our feet.

  3. I'm an occasional client who discovered as a result that female sex workers were just normal women who did a particular job. Back in 2009 I was appalled at the way that so-called feminists were totally indifferent to the views of the people they claimed to be helping. I'll do my best to stick up for you.

  4. Damn shame,sad and makes me froth at the mouth, this. What a bloody tragedy. my heart goes out to you and the women like petite jasmine, actually try to make equal for women truly equal.


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