December 12, 2006
A Cambodian Girl’s Tragedy: Being Young and Pretty
By Nicholas D. Kristof
Slavery seems like a remote part of history, until you see
scholarly estimates that the slave trade in the 21st century — forced work in
prostitution and some kinds of manual labor — is probably larger than it was in
the 18th or 19th centuries.
Or until you take a rutted dirt path in northwestern
Kahan’s village is isolated, accessible most of the year
only by boat. There is no school, so she never attended a day of class.
One woman in the village, Khort Chan, had left as a girl
and then reappeared years later. One day last year, when Kahan was 16 or 17
(ages are fuzzy here), she ate ice cream that Ms. Khort Chan gave her — and
passed out.
Ms. Khort Chan took the unconscious girl away in a boat and
disappeared. Kahan’s parents sounded the alarm, and the police quickly found
Kahan being held upriver in the hut of Ms. Khort Chan’s grandmother. “Chan was
planning to traffic her to Pailin,” a brothel center near the Thai border, said
Leang Chantha, the police officer who found her.
Typically, a girl like Kahan would be imprisoned in a
trafficker’s house, tied up and beaten if she resisted, inspected by a doctor
to certify her virginity, and sold for hundreds of dollars to a Cambodian or
Thai businessman. Virgins are in particular demand by men with AIDS because of
a legend that they can be cured by having sex with a virgin.
Afterward, Kahan would have been locked up in a brothel in
Pailin, and sold for $10 a session for the first couple of months. The price
eventually would drop to $1.50, and by then she would be given greater freedom.
By being rescued, Kahan was spared all that — but she had
suffered an overdose of the drugs. “Kahan seemed like a dead person,” said her
mother, Sang Kha. “Her eyes were rolling, she was drooling.”
Even weeks later, Kahan’s face remained partially
paralyzed, she could not speak, and she was weak and sickly. Desperate to get
medical treatment, Ms. Sang Kha borrowed $200 from usurious money lenders
charging 20 percent per month, and the girl’s uncle mortgaged his home to help
pay for treatment.
But the family is now broke and heavily indebted, and Kahan
still can only mumble. “I’m still very weak,” was all I could coax out of her.
The police had released Ms. Khort Chan after two days, and
I was unable to track her down. But neighbors at two of her former houses said
she had fled after apparently trafficking her own sister.
Some of the neighbors added a layer of complexity to her
story: They believe that Ms. Khort Chan herself had been sold to a brothel as a
young woman. She escaped or worked her way out, and then became a slave trader
herself.
And slavery is what this is. The real problem isn’t
prostitution or trafficking, it’s the enslavement of people.
The Lancet, the British medical journal, once estimated
that 10 million children 17 and under may work in prostitution worldwide. Not
all are coerced, but in the nastier brothels of
“It seems almost certain that the modern global slave trade
is larger in absolute terms than the Atlantic slave trade in the 18th and 19th
centuries was,” notes an important article about trafficking in the current
issue of Foreign Affairs. It adds, “Just as the British government (after much
prodding by its subjects) once used the Royal Navy to stamp out the problem,
today’s great powers must bring their economic and military might to bear on
this most crucial of undertakings.”
President Bush has done a much better job than his
predecessors in pressing this issue; his State Department office on trafficking
is one of his few diplomatic successes. And the issue enjoys bipartisan
support, with leadership coming from conservative Republicans like Senator Sam
Brownback and liberal Democrats like Representative Carolyn Maloney.
So President Bush, how about using your last two years to
make this issue an international priority? A nudge in your State of the Union
address could jump-start a new Abolitionist movement, so as to free children
now dying slowly from rape and AIDS because they did something as simple as
accepting ice cream from a neighbor.
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The New York Times Company