Hold onto your hats. There’s police corruption in Kalamazoo.
I know; it’s hard to believe. As is the fact that it involves a 2003 “prostitute sting.” O how Americans, excepting those self-interested pornsick idealists who think legalizing it would solve all the problems of the universe, love love love a “prostitute sting.” Because just who do those whores think they are?
And you know what else? Americans love to be incredulous when cops (and soldiers) turn out to be amoral pricks. “This casts a shadow over the whole department,” some ‘deeply saddened’ honcho always intones puritanically from a lectern, “but don’t worry, it’s a case of one-bad-apple.” Because the occupation of paid enforcer normally attracts serene, conciliatory, well-adjusted philosophers.
The specifics of the Kalamazoo case are cloaked in murk — the news report contains so many typos, and so little information — but apparently one of the “prostitute sting’s” gotcha! undercover cops enjoyed a blow job from a “call girl”; subsequently her client list — supposedly containing the names of more law enforcement dudes — mysteriously disappeared from evidence. Also at issue are allegations that city officials withheld public information concerning the case, yadda yadda. The Kalamazoo Gazette maintains that “you should care about [some random 4-year-old] prostitution investigation” — not because a woman’s human rights were violated — but because tax dollars were wasted.
But these particulars are irrelevant in the context of the global women-as-toilets continuum. A dude commercially used a prostituted woman, but the only reason anybody gives a flip is that a) the abuser was a cop, a guy who theoretically is remunerated by a grateful public for Upholding the Law with Honor but who, it turns out, has been drawing his salary in bad faith, and b) the dirty whore never did get collared.
Honorable men in public service don’t use prostituted women. This is one of the cozy tales male supremacy tells itself, so when it looks in the mirror it can gaze upon a more noble reflection. It is satisfied of its nobility because it restricts its toiletizing of women to its wives, as per the instructions of its invisible patriarchy-loving celestial handler. But, with occasional exceptions proving the rule, the honorable public servant is a myth. For those trusted guardians of patriarchal tradition, from Bill Clinton on down to the Kalamazoo cop, violating women’s human rights is a tiptoe through the tulips. I know this because Google Alerts constantly updates me on the prostitutional sexploits of America’s bureaucrats and other “prominent white collar professionals.” I get three or four or eight of these every day. There are millions of prostituted women worldwide, hundreds of thousands in the US alone, three hundred thousand of which are estimated to be children. One now hears, unsurprisingly, of Iraqi women forced into military prostitution as a result of war, and the Internet continues to broaden pimps’ horizons . Somebody has to be using all these women and girls. Who better than the Neanderthals who seek out jobs to monitor them, prosecute them, and punish them?
1. Sheila Jeffreys. The Idea of Prostitution. Spinifex Press, 1997, p.308.
2. Trendily, CNN alludes to this as a “choice” the women make.
3. The mayor of Atlanta thinks Craigslist is to blame for the rise in child trafficking.