Monday, August 8, 2011

THE INVISIBLE ARMY

THE INVISIBLE ARMY

For foreign workers on U.S. bases in Iraq and Afghanistan, war can be hell.

by JUNE 6, 2011

More than seventy thousand

More than seventy thousand “third-country nationals” work for the American military in war zones; many report being held in conditions resembling indentured servitude by subcontractors who operate outside the law. Photographs by Peter Van Agtmael.

It was lunchtime in Suva, Fiji, a slow day at the end of the tourist season in September of 2007, when four men appeared in the doorway of the Rever Beauty Salon, where Vinnie Tuivaga worked as a hair stylist. The men wore polished shoes and bright Hawaiian shirts, and they told Vinnie about a job that sounded, she recalls, like “the fruits of my submission to the Lord all these years.” How would she like to make five times her current salary at a luxury hotel in Dubai, a place known as the City of Gold? How would she like to have wealthy Arab customers, women who paid ridiculous fees for trendy cut-and-color jobs?

“I’ll talk it over with my husband,” she replied, coolly, but her pulse was racing. Vinnie, who was forty-five, had never worked abroad, but she often dreamed of it while hearing missionaries’ lectures at her local church. Nearly six feet tall and two hundred and thirty pounds, Vinnie moved with an arthritic gait. But she took care with her appearance. She wore shiny slacks, with a gold pageboy cap on her perfectly coiffed frosted black hair, and carried a bright-red faux-leather purse, stuffed with silver eyeshadow. She could see herself working in one of the great cosmopolitan capitals. The offer seemed like her big break, the chance to send her teen-age daughter to hospitality college and to pay her youngest son’s fees for secondary school.

Later that week, at a salon around the corner, Lydia Qeraniu, thirty-two, heard a similar offer. A quick-witted woman with a coquettish smile and a figure that prompted Fijian men to call out “uro, uro!”—slang for “yummy”—Lydia was thrilled by the prospect of a career in Dubai. So were many other women in beauty shops and beachside hotels across Fiji. A Korean Air flight to Dubai would be leaving from Nadi International Airport in a few days. The women just had to deliver their résumés, hand over their passports, submit to medical tests, and pay a commission of five hundred dollars to a local recruitment firm called Meridian Services Agency.

Soon, more than fifty women were lined up outside Meridian’s office to compete for positions that would pay as much as thirty-eight hundred dollars a month—more than ten times Fiji’s annual per-capita income. Ten women were chosen, Vinnie and Lydia among them. Vinnie lifted her arms in the air and sang her favorite gospel song: “We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it. With Jesus on our side, things will work out fine.” Lydia raced home to tell her husband and explain things to her five-year-old son. “Mommy’s going to be O.K.,” she recalls telling him. “Dubai, it’s a rich country. Only good things can happen.”

On the morning of October 10, 2007, the beauticians boarded their flight to the Emirates. They carried duffelbags full of cosmetics, family photographs, Bibles, floral sarongs, and chambas, traditional silky Fijian tops worn with patterned skirts. More than half of the women left husbands and children behind. In the rush to depart, none of them examined the fine print on their travel documents: their visas to the Emirates weren’t employment permits but thirty-day travel passes that forbade all work, “paid or unpaid”; their occupations were listed as “Sales Coördinator.” And Dubai was just a stopping-off point. They were bound for U.S. military bases in Iraq.

Lydia and Vinnie were unwitting recruits for the Pentagon’s invisible army: more than seventy thousand cooks, cleaners, construction workers, fast-food clerks, electricians, and beauticians from the world’s poorest countries who service U.S. military logistics contracts in Iraq and Afghanistan. Filipinos launder soldiers’ uniforms, Kenyans truck frozen steaks and inflatable tents, Bosnians repair electrical grids, and Indians provide iced mocha lattes. The Army and Air Force Exchange Service (aafes) is behind most of the commercial “tastes of home” that can be found on major U.S. bases, which include jewelry stores, souvenir shops filled with carved camels and Taliban chess sets, beauty salons where soldiers can receive massages and pedicures, and fast-food courts featuring Taco Bell, Subway, Pizza Hut, and Cinnabon. (aafes’s motto: “We go where you go.”)

The expansion of private-security contractors in Iraq and Afghanistan is well known. But armed security personnel account for only about sixteen per cent of the over-all contracting force. The vast majority—more than sixty per cent of the total in Iraq—aren’t hired guns but hired hands. These workers, primarily from South Asia and Africa, often live in barbed-wire compounds on U.S. bases, eat at meagre chow halls, and host dance parties featuring Nepalese romance ballads and Ugandan church songs. A large number are employed by fly-by-night subcontractors who are financed by the American taxpayer but who often operate outside the law.

The wars’ foreign workers are known, in military parlance, as “third-country nationals,” or T.C.N.s. Many of them recount having been robbed of wages, injured without compensation, subjected to sexual assault, and held in conditions resembling indentured servitude by their subcontractor bosses. Previously unreleased contractor memos, hundreds of interviews, and government documents I obtained during a yearlong investigation confirm many of these claims and reveal other grounds for concern. Widespread mistreatment even led to a series of food riots in Pentagon subcontractor camps, some involving more than a thousand workers.

Amid the slow withdrawal of U.S. forces from Iraq and Afghanistan, T.C.N.s have become an integral part of the Obama Administration’s long-term strategy, as a way of replacing American boots on the ground. But top U.S. military officials are seeing the drawbacks to this outsourcing bonanza. Some argue, as retired General Stanley McChrystal did before his ouster from Afghanistan, last summer, that the unregulated rise of the Pentagon’s Third World logistics army is undermining American military objectives. Others worry that mistreatment of foreign workers has become, as the former U.S. Representative Christopher Shays, who co-chairs the bipartisan Commission on Wartime Contracting, describes it, “a human-rights abuse that cannot be tolerated.”

Georgia Minister and Wife Plead Guilty to Human Trafficking

Georgia Minister and Wife Plead Guilty to Human Trafficking

Juna Babb and Michael Babb confessed to holding an African cook hostage for two years.

Posted: 07/14/2011 01:28 PM EDT
Filed Under court, crime

Slavery was not over in the home of Michael and Juna Babb.

On Friday the Ellenwood, Georgia, couple pleaded guilty in federal court to felony charges related to a labor scheme involving a young woman from the Kingdom of Swaziland in Southern Africa that was in fact human trafficking.

The victim, in her 20s, was asked to cook at Juna Gwendolyn Babb’s wedding by Babb during a visit to Swaziland. Accepting the offer, the two headed to the United States. Upon arrival, however, the unnamed victim was in for a surprise. There was no wedding. Instead, the Swaziland cook was forced to work as a housekeeper for almost two years for little to no pay.

“Few crimes are more shocking than the trafficking of human beings in this country,” said Brock Nicholson, a U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement special agent. “No one should have to live in a world of isolation and forced servitude.”

Babb’s husband, Michael Babb, a minister, knew of the wrongdoing taking place in his home, but failed to notify authorities. He even lied to FBI special agents when asked if the victim worked as the housekeeper.

“This young woman believed that she was only traveling to the United States for a brief visit to help with a wedding,” said U.S. Attorney Sally Quillian Yates. “Instead, she was compelled to labor for the defendants for more than two years. It is especially disturbing that the victim was exploited by a minister and his wife.”

Juna Babb pleaded guilty to harboring an alien for financial gain and Michael Babb pleaded guilty to misprision of “a felony for concealing his wife’s criminal conduct and for lying to federal agents,” reports the Department of Justice.

Both defendants will pay $25,000 in restitution for the victim’s unpaid labor. Juna Babb could spend up to 10 years in prison and Michael Babb up to three.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Crimes that women commit against each other

Yasmin Alibhai-Brown: The crimes that women commit against each other

We feminists are pathologically unable to deal with the fact that females are, sometimes, more sadistic than men and viciously hurt their own sex

Monday, 18 July 2011

If there was real gender parity, I said last week, women would be able to be brilliant and total failures – great and not so great, heroes and anti-heroes, just like men. It was at a lively debate on women in politics at the House of Commons. Too blasé, methinks now, simplistic, an ethically dubious position when one considers recent examples of atrocious female behaviour.

The Human Trafficking Foundation has just revealed that it is mainly women who are entrapping and forcing young, trusting lasses from abroad into the most bestial forms of prostitution in the UK. Until now, it was commonly believed that foreign male gangs were abducting girls or duping their families and then using rape and drugs to turn their victims into sex slaves. There have been movies about the fearsome abductors and their grimy activities, some actual arrests and convictions. But until now, the extent of female involvement was unknown.

The former Tory MP Anthony Steen, who chairs the foundation, says trafficking is changing. Instead of brutality, girls and young women are persuaded by older women to go abroad for a better life – false promises that are hard to resist for impoverished families in Romania, Albania and some African countries. Steen gives examples of girls betrayed and sold off by their own mothers. Today, the Immigration Minister Damian Green will announce his policies to tackle this subterranean, wicked and lucrative trade. He is setting up a new, specialised agency to deal with a growing crime. One hopes he has been well briefed on the wily women who are now so actively involved.

I met two trafficked girls last year, who had been rescued by the police and then faced deportation. They were around 18, both of them from Albania. They knew a little English though most of their vocabulary was erotic and sexual. Their eyes, I remember, were opaque and there were no tears as a translator recounted their appalling stories. One said her mum would never have her back: "They will send me here again. I don't know what to do." The police refused to believe that mums would be so heartless.

In India, Pakistan, Japan, China and elsewhere there have always been women who prostituted their own daughters, or connived to capture innocent girls and groom them. Sometimes the horrible business was turned into an art; in beautiful houses, women were taught courtly and sensual skills by old courtesans and the traditions passed through the generations. That practice still survives in some places but is veiled in secrecy and hypocrisy.

In the past five years, we have been forced to open our eyes here, as women, often in trusted positions, have been convicted of grotesque acts on babies, infants and teenagers. The young American woman Jaycee Dugard, whose memoir has just been published, describes how she was taken, aged 11, from a street by Phillip Garrido and his wife Nancy, kept hidden and raped for years, being forced to give birth to her children with only the two monsters present. There are other examples of female collusion in heinous sex crimes, which destroy those comforting beliefs in motherly grace and feminine care.

Michele Elliott, a psychologist and director of the charity Kidscape, believes this is considered the "ultimate taboo", something society does not want to think about: "The possibility that the sexual abuse of a child can be perpetrated by women causes enormous controversy and distress. It is thought that even raising the possibility of women abusing children, detracts from the larger, more pervasive problem of male abuse." She gives examples of adults despoiled by their mums or other female relatives, who were disbelieved even by doctors.

I have been writing about female genital mutilation for more than two decades. In all that time I have not met a single man who matched the pitiless fervour of the mothers, aunts and grandmothers, all of whom held on to the conviction that the slashing, maiming and closing off of a young girl's sexual parts was not only necessary, but noble. Several younger men from Somalia, Egypt and other North African countries told me they hated the practice and wanted their wives to feel not pain but pleasure during intercourse. They were overruled by the older ladies. OK, so they went through it themselves and fear social ostracism – but how do you hold down your screaming daughter, the child you carried in your womb, while they take a razor to her?

In almost all forced marriages and honour killings, there are imprints of women, including mothers whose love seems to burn off when they decide the opinions of their communities matter more than the rights of their fragile daughters. Samira, now in her 30s and a teacher, escaped from a marriage with an illiterate cousin. She told me: "My mum and aunties did it, they made me, they beat me, they locked me up, they made him take me on my wedding night, and he did, pushed himself in, again and again, till I fainted with the pain. The men didn't agree with any of it. I have no mother."

In her research, Elliott found men and women who will never recover from their experiences of violation by women they depended on. One was in the RAF; another, a woman in her 40s, said: "My mind knows it wasn't my fault – it was her filth, her dirt. But also mine. I feel utterly alone and evil to the core." We know that many of those who were subjected to sexual violence or oppressive practices become past masters (and mistresses) themselves. But that surely cannot absolve them entirely.

We feminists, with our neat critiques of male dominance, are pathologically unable to deal with the fact that females are, sometimes, more sadistic than men and can and do viciously hurt their own sex. Who dares within the sisterhood to revise the assumptions on which so much of that belief system rests? If we say that women must not be judged as harshly as men when they destroy those who are vulnerable, or that a woman must have the right to be as evil as a man, what kind of world is that? Perhaps I am coming round to the view that no, women shouldn't behave as badly as bad men, and when they do, they should be judged more harshly. Equality is essential, but morality is more fundamental; it has to be, surely.

y.alibhai-brown@independent.co.uk

Is a T Visa enough?

By NBC News Investigations producer
NBC News
updated 7/11/2011 9:19:43 AM ET
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On a recent sweltering afternoon, two women sat at a restaurant table in a small American town, sharing conversation and a cookie and keeping cool. The normally busy eatery was quiet, but even if it had been packed they would have been the oddest couple in the room – a woman who came to this country illegally and a U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement agent.


"Very, very good," replied the woman across the table in a heavy South American accent.

"How's your back? Is it treating you OK?" asked the agent.

We can’t tell you their actual names. Special Agent Jones, her gold badge clipped to her belt and and ICE logo on her black government-issue polo shirt, often works undercover. Naming her could blow that. And her companion, whom we’ll call Laura, is a crime victim. Using her real name or showing her face could give her tormentors all they need to retaliate. They are both women in their 30s, but the gray streaks running through Laura’s dark hair are suggestions of the pain she has endured.

Laura is a victim of human trafficking who risked her safety by testifying against the man who brought her to this country and forced her to work as a sex slave for at least seven years. Special Agent Jones was a part of the team that saved her.

Story: Regaining trafficking victims' trust, one interview at a time

Their unusual relationship is the result of an alliance that has developed over the past decade, as U.S. law enforcement agencies have sought to enlist victims to help dismantle the growing number of human trafficking rings operating in the U.S.

To do that, they must overcome the fear that the victims have for both their captors and for ICE and other law enforcement agencies. One of their main tools to accomplish that is a special “T Visa,” which offers the victims a path to freedom — and even citizenship — in exchange for their help putting modern day slave runners behind bars.

Story: Qualifications for a T-visa

But a review of the program by NBC News shows that while the visas are effective in gaining cooperation, they aren’t being used nearly as often as they could be, leaving thousands more men, women and children at risk.

Whirlwind romance, heartbreaking betrayal
Laura can’t remember some details of her ordeal, including how long ago she was smuggled into the U.S. — somewhere between 10 and 12 years ago, she reckons. But others — like how she got here — are seared into her memory.

She met a man in her home country when she was in her 20s. He swept her off of her feet, and told her he loved her. She took him to meet her family. When he asked her to go to the U.S. for six months, they cautioned against it, but she was in love and couldn't say no. They boarded a flight north and only then, on the airplane, did he lay out what he really had in mind for her.

"You're going to the United States," she remembers him telling her, "to work like a prostitute." Laura said she wanted to scream for help, but he told her to remember that he knew where her family was. "I have a lot of friends and I know where everybody lives," he threatened.

It was a cold winter night when she landed in Washington, D.C. The man passed her off to a couple who took her directly to an old house. She laid awake all night in shock, listening to rats scrape around. All she could think about was how she wanted to phone her family — if only someone in this unfamiliar and unfriendly place could help her make a call.

But Laura had no allies in this frightening new land. She was now an unwilling sex worker in brothels catering to immigrant Latinos in Washington, D.C., Maryland, Atlanta and New York. She remained the "property" of her trafficker, who arranged her movements, as well as those of other women and girls he lured to the U.S. with similar false promises.

She remembers one especially horrific night in Maryland. "I slept with 103 men," she says. "That is the worst day in my life."

And she was not alone. "I remember, he say, 'You no make money, because the other women [had sex with] 130.' A lot of people don't believe it, and say 'No, it's impossible.'"

Not only is it possible, it happens all the time, all across America, according to Bradley Myles, executive director of Polaris Project, a nonprofit that operates the National Human Trafficking Resource Center.

"Basically there's this whole sex trafficking network that exists in the United States, and it predominantly targets and victimizes women and children from Latin American countries," Myles said.

Story: The sex slaves next door: New form of trafficking invades US

Fear of incarceration due to her undocumented status and concern for the safety of her family kept Laura from attempting escape or contacting authorities. But one day, that fear turned into hope, when Special Agent Jones came through the brothel door.

"I love to protect and serve the people of this country — whether they are citizens or undocumented aliens," Jones said.

During her early years as an ICE agent, Jones worked on Secret Service details for President George W. Bush, and Sen. John Kerry during the 2004 presidential election. An avid runner — ICE agents have to be in top physical shape — Jones helped guard Bush when he went jogging. But when she was asked by the Secret Service whether she would like to join the agency full-time, Jones declined. She had her heart set on working undercover investigations with ICE.

She wanted to make sure that the protection extended to the community she was policing, that the illegal immigrants would be treated with humanity and fairness. "At the end of the day, we're all people here," she said.

Three years ago, after approximately eight months of surveillance and undercover investigation — including late-night stakeouts, digging through trash, getting evidence any way they could — Jones and fellow ICE agents approached a house on a quiet street in an average American suburb and knocked on the door. They knew that the front door was not shielding a family sitting around a dining room table discussing their day, but a brothel where women and girls as young as 14 were being forced to have sex with "Johns" who paid $25 for 15-minute sessions. The women and girls worked all day and night, and almost never saw a penny.

Video: Video: Exposing a trafficking network

Laura had been in this brothel network for over seven years by now. She had managed to make contact with her family about five years into her ordeal. They told her that she needed to contact law enforcement.