let’s ROAR

The tummy-tug rush of the sky scraper escalators whirls and twirls as I descend into the stomach of the Kalvin Ter metro in Budapest. I always breathe in and wait for the sensual recognition that free surfing the underground brings. I learned it first in Moscow and my mind returns to those turbulent days. For [...]


I have a reporter's journal. I take it with me wherever I go with this crazy idea that I am somehow recording and reporting our history in Eastern Europe. Sometimes, a day in the life of a missionary is about recording and reporting and hoping and praying. I will need a new notebook soon because [...]

‘traffik is gra…

'traffik is graffic' How do we change a perspective that sees a person as a commodity? Thank you, Stopthetraffikglobal for the reminder, 'People shouldn't be bought and sold' and for this video, 'that's us. that's we.' Some of us live as consumers. Some of us live as the consumed. The great irony: in the end, all [...]

the making of a prostitute

"The girls made cookies yesterday." Bee tells me this as we chat. 'The girls? Ohhh, THOSE girls.' Hands that have been unwillingly forced to trace the lines of a man's body Wrists that have been tied and bloodied Mouths that have screamed a million unheard screams Eyes that have seen the real live demons housed in humanity Making [...]

do you choose to know?

Oblivious? Sometimes ignorance is bliss and sometimes it is not. It really depends upon one's perspective, does it not? Click on the Oblivious? link.  

real life

The highest commodity on the human market today is a pregnant woman.