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Human Trafficking and Modern Slavery 10 Reasons I Care

Human Trafficking and Human Trafficking stories are ALL OVER THE NEWS. But I don’t think anyone reads the articles, or if they do no one is up in arms about it.

A little over three years ago I was attending a family Thanksgiving celebration in Altus, Oklahoma. What I learned that day reinforced the certainty that the “Hope of the Future Lies with our Kids”

  • One of the younger generation had been spending her post graduation holiday trying to help victims of this obscenity in Europe.
  • The older generation was discussing the best new wines, they were too insensitive to even pay much attention.
  • I was dumbfounded that this was going on.
  • Rape, organ theft, more details too horrific to detail here.
  • I am no better, I decided to write a book about it. To try to profit from the misery of our most precious resource.
  • But, although I am a profit centered cad, the more I looked into this, the more I became certain that I had to do something.
  • The Result? “The Forgotten by Spencer Hawke” I can’t do this alone. But for every book I sell I will donate $1.00 to a worthy cause that is fighting this injustice. Please see below.
  • Please help…..
  • Have we sunk to such lows that we can’t protect our most precious resource?
  • YOU CAN DO SOMETHING. HELP ME. WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE TOGETHER.

 

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Guess what? The New York Times is reviewing “There was a Crooked Man” A Movie starring Kirk Douglas.

Really? I adore Kirk Douglas. He is one of the reasons I immigrated to this great country. If an acrobat can make it in the USA, perhaps there is hope here for a clown like me….
But reading that Headline Just reminded me of Hillary Clinton’s Email scandal, the Iranian Nuke deal, and Washington D.C politics in general.
Donald Trump and Bernie Sander are still ranking in the polls, perhaps change is in the air. But one thing has been been …
That’s Right ‘The World’s Youngest Victims of a Politically Insensitive Catastrophe”.

Perhaps that is why the founding Father’s created “The Eyes of Athena” as in  Arrows of Islam

“The Arrows of Islam by Spencer Hawke“.

More on that later. But for now….

Episode 6

of

The Forgotten

The guard released her arm for a moment, and when she withdrew it, she rubbed at her bleeding finger. After a few moments, the voice in the darkness beyond the guard said, “Type AB, good. Mahrook, take her to the room.”

Her captor had a name now, and the knowledge sent a chill down her image3spine. She thought to run back the way they had come – back through the still open doorway – but was totally blindsided when she felt Mahrook’s grip on her shoulder. She had not seen him turn.

As he did, Renee could see the table of needles and vials of blood. Beyond was a door open on a makeshift cavern clinic visible because of its light against the dark vault in which they now stood. The beds all held small forms. The man in the lab coat was dragging the small girl through the door.
“Take her. See that she is prepared.” Renee did not know what he meant, but she felt terror for the child. Then she realized the man in the coat was back in the chamber and she was the girl on the stool.

She bit the hand on her shoulder and ran toward the open doorway. As she reached the first step, she felt Mahrook’s huge palm around the back of her neck. He yanked her backward forcefully and slammed her against the rock wall.

800px-Anglikanische_KircheAs her consciousness faded, she heard the man in the lab coat speak. “I can see why they sent her to Stone Town, but she is far too pretty for the knife. We will try the whip first – teach her to be a good little girl.”

***

Much later, Renee woke with a crashing headache. She opened her eyes gingerly, trying to get her bearings. She quickly realized she was being carried deeper into the underground. A chill ran down her spine and she felt the cool sweaty skin of the person carrying her, his bare shoulders and reeking body odor repugnant to her.

Gradually her eyes grew accustomed to the darkness. Something was swinging in front of her face. It gleamed brightly whenever a haze of light shone on it from the lantern in his hand – a large, gold earring, hanging from the grotesquely distorted ear of Mahrook.

Her terror suddenly overwhelmed her and she screamed, the sound barely audible from her parched throat, and without a word Mahrook laid her on the stone floor.

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