Revolutionary Love

In South Korea, a pastor told me that I could not minister to women in prostitution if I hated the owners and managers of the parlors. The problem, though, was that I did hate them. I hated them a lot. I despised every person who exploited women and profited from their enslavement. Night after night in the Philippines, I watched as women danced on stage in bikinis, numbers pinned to their costumes, while customers ogled them and decided which woman they would rent for the night. I was depressed by the lost potential of these women and disgusted by the men who simply did not care about them at all. Night after night in South Korea, I went with a church group to a red-light district in Daegu a

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