Archive for January, 2009

090129 – Survival Sex

Thursday, January 29th, 2009

I learn something new from work every day, and some days it’s a struggle not to get thoroughly depressed by the depravity that surrounds us.

So let’s talk about survival sex. I was reading an article in one of the past newsletters of the organization I work for and came across the sentence “Many of these [homeless] youth participate in prostitution and survival sex.” Maybe I live in a sheltered world (actually, I know I do. I spent most of the last three years in a cube reading about things like horizontal anisotropy, radionuclide migration, and the 39 different types of rock that comprise Yucca Mountain.). I hadn’t heard the term, so I googled.

The first article to come up was what I thought a fascinating discussion on the difference between prostitution and survival sex. The author explains:

Survival sex” is what it is to be called when the woman has no choice due to financial situation, a drug habit, a pimp, or other situation out of her control which forces her to turn to selling sex to survive. “Prostitution”, on the other hand, is to be used for women who have other options but make the choice to sell sex for money (for instance, it pays the bills quicker than being a waitress or they can fund their way through school faster and with more flexibility than being a receptionist).

The author only speaks of women, which isn’t surprising given that the mission of the site is to give young women a platform on which to speak on their own behalf. But so many of the male youth that come through our organization are also participating in survival sex and prostitution.

Think about your own workplace and the protections that are in place to prevent sexual harassment. Now think of all the people (mostly women) who have fallen prey to employers who have issued a choice: have sex with the boss or lose your job. Now think about these same employees, but picture them ten years younger, with no job, no home, no family, no support…and then make the choice between sleeping under an underpass in January or having sex to be able to stay inside where there might be heat and a bathroom.

“I’ll let you stay here if you’ll let me touch your breasts.” Would you do it? If you had no where to go and the temperature outside was in the low 40s and you were looking at sleeping on a cardboard box under a highway? Maybe not the first or second night, but my guess is that by the third night I’d probably lift my shirt and be happy about it. But we all know that’s not where it stops.

A lot of the studies we have on the shelves here estimate that of the youth on the street (both male and female), approximately 22 to 27% of them have engaged in prostitution and/or survival sex. That means that out of the approximately 1,500 homeless youth here in Santa Clara county, about 400 of them have had to submit to a sexual advance.

I feel the pressure now to do more to raise awareness of the organization and its good work trying to provide all the homeless youth in SC county with a choice other than freezing or survival sex. It’s a little overwhelming.

090121 – Save the Date?

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

The organization where I’m working now is very fond of “Save the Date” announcements…which is fine, but I’m having a hard time seeing how these types of announcements are helpful in the situations the organization is using them.

Let me give an example: They’re having a bowlathon fundraiser on January 31, so they’ve created a “Save the Date” flyer and attached it to the team registration form.

Huh?

Why would you ask people to merely “Save the Date” instead of registering for the event? The flyer gives no call to action other than to save January 31 as the date of the event–and there isn’t any mention of the attached registration form.

I don’t mean to criticize–the program that’s running the bowlathon is doing it to pay off debt from a different fundraiser that didn’t raise as much money as they were hoping (welcome to the crappy economy). Plus, the overall organization has had a three-month period with no marketing/communications person. But wow. I have my work cut out for me here.

090121 – Finding the local knitting nights

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

Oops. Last night was knit night at the Morgan Hill library. It’s only six or seven miles from here, and definitely seems doable. I’ll have to keep reminding myself that it’s Tuesday nights at 6:30. I’ve got to do more to get out and start meeting people. I’m afraid Hannah gets her hermit attitude from me. I didn’t grow up with afterschool friends and sleepovers and such…and so far, she doesn’t seem to be either.

No knitting last night, but I did manage to get some spinning in. I’m really trying hard to finish this bag of fiber, because I think once the yarn is washed and abused that it’s going to be fantastic novelty yarn–perfect for a small wrap or shawl. The already felted bits are throwing great lumps into the yarn, but since they’re angora lumps, they’re that much better.

Have to remind the kids to wash their hands before they use the keyboard–or at least make sure that they don’t eat while they type. Sticky doesn’t even come close to describing this keyboard. Can you still put a keyboard in the dishwasher???

Fat, puffy, sleepy birds sitting on the fence watching me type, waiting for the dog to finish eating so that they can help clean up. Clouds this morning–rain maybe? Probably not. This _is_ California, after all.