What’s the only reason that people go to Amsterdam?
Tulips and gouda?
Bullshit.
It’s for weed and hookers.
And you gotta admit, the prospect of endless hash and horny blondes is pretty irresistible.
Now that Amsterdam has legalized prostitution, happy days are here for good, right? The ladies are safe and taken care of, the illegality’s demise has washed away the stigma and beatings and STDs and awfulness?
Well, “[r]ather than be given rights in the ‘workplace’, the prostitutes have found the pimps are as brutal as ever. The government-funded union set up to protect them has been shunned by the vast majority of prostitutes, who remain too scared to complain.”
You mean legalizing prostitution doesn’t make it all sunshine and farts and decrease its incidence, just like legalizing drugs?
Pimps, under legalisation, have been reclassified as managers and businessmen. Abuse suffered by the women is now called an ‘occupational hazard’, like a stone dropped on a builder’s toe. Sex tourism has grown faster in Amsterdam than the regular type of tourism: as the city became the brothel of Europe, women have been imported by traffickers from Africa, Eastern Europe and Asia to meet the demand.
Well that’s just peachy.
And now, as a result,
[it] took six years for the mayor to admit in public that the experiment had been a disaster, a magnet for trafficked women, drug dealers and underage girls. Zones in Rotterdam, The Hague and Heerlen have shut down in similar circumstances.
Hookers beget hookers. Maybe the world’s oldest profession should be put out to pasture instead of kept around as a reminder of a decadent and morally devoid era.
