Muddy Notebook

July 9, 2008

A TV must-see on modern slavery

I’m reprinting this note, which I got today from Ben Skinner, who wrote the new book, “A Crime So Monstrous,” about human trafficking around the world. It’s a vital issues that gets far too little attention – and this is one of those issues that could truly be helped by public pressure. If Kenya can outlaw smoking in public places, surely human trafficking can be curtailed.

Ignore what may come across as a sales-pitch tone of the note below. Ben is right that a bump in sales of his book, as well as strong viewership of the Nightline episode, send a strong message to media decisionmakers and puts more attention on this issue: 

Tonight [Tuesday, July 8, 2008] at 11:30PM EST, ABC Nightline will air an episode inspired by the first chapter of A Crime So Monstrous: Face-to-Face with Modern-Day Slavery. I am writing to encourage you to watch the show, and to forward this email liberally to encourage others to do the same.

Early reviews are that the piece is devastating. Good Morning America broadcast a teaser, which you can view here: .

Finally, if you have not already done so, please visit There you can read about the book and the cause. Then please consider buying a copy today: a spike in sales will bring attention to the cause, and a portion of the proceeds will go to Free The Slaves and Anti-Slavery International, the American and British wings of the oldest human rights organization.

Thank you all. There are more slaves today than ever before. But, by working together, we can end human bondage and finally complete the “unfinished work” that Lincoln spoke of on that Thursday afternoon in Gettysburg.



April 22, 2008

My absence

Filed under: About the author,Africa,humanitarian,Myanmar — carolynthewriter @ 7:53 am
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My mother, Ann. M. Davis, died April 15, 2008, in Cleveland, OhioPlease excuse me for not having posted an entry in so long. My mother, who has been ill since I was in Uganda last June (I cut that trip short to race to the hospital in Cleveland where she was in intensive care) passed away last week. It all seems so unreal to me, that this person who I’ve known and turned to all my life is not around. My brain is flitting all over the place, including thinking about the deaths of mothers in places, including Uganda. It is so easy for Americans to pay little or no attention to mass deaths that occur in faraway locales from war, disease or malnutrition. “We”  tend to dehumanize “them.” At the best, we turn those who suffer in countries such as Myanmar or the Democratic Republic of Congo into an abstract lump of victims — it’s much neater that way.

But I am thinking now about how much children in those settings must hurt from the deaths of their mother – the same as any child around the world. They often lose parents at far younger ages than we do here in the United States. Even as I acutely feel my own grief, I cannot imagine the sorrow of  children who lose their mother – wherever they happen to live.

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