ok since I’m fucking up and taking the night off work again, let me throw this out there.

I’ve been thinking more and more about how I can help sex workers, and myself.  Like what can I do that would fill a need?

When I was 17—and this is something I want to write about, possibly as a preface to the oral history that’s on hold right now—I started volunteering for Danzine.  I always, always knew I wanted to be a sex worker.  I grew up poor and that feeling of desperation never goes away, I don’t think.  Idk if it’s gone away for any of you let me know, certainly my refusal to work is costing me financial and mental security.

But Danzine was a grassroots organization by and for sex workers.  They started one of the first needle exchanges in Portland after Outside In’s (where I also volunteered for a while), they did community outreach, and had a phone tree to collect bad date info and put it into a list that they spread around for workers to use, and most of all they had a monthly (then bimonthly, then quarterly) magazine where they spread health information and workers rights info and how to work abroad, &c&c&c.

That was the early 00s tho and it’s a different climate now.  It’s different here. We tried to start a union once at the russian club and it went terribly, it fell apart worse than Danzine did (altho danzine had a much stronger and longer run).

I don’t know how to help us and this is one of the only things I feel super passionate about. Sex work.  The history of sex work, labour rights, our lives, our stories, our rights.

yesterday adrienne suggested social work school or sociology.  Sarah has that article on how there’s enough clueless academics studying sex work, there should be more sex workers, but if there’s one thing I know it’s that being out is costly. I was a strong minded teenager with no nuance so I’ve forced myself to be out, no takebacks, and I’ve spent the past few years trying to remove what traces I can.

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