.....translated again from Dutch into broken English.
It’s from a book called ‘Verlicht kwartier, 40 jaar Arnhemse Spijkerbuurt’.(‘Illuminated neighbourhood, 40 years Arnhem Spijkerbuurt ’, 2003) by Kees Crone
Here is a good example of Dutch fatalism. A police officer speaks. She sees all kinds of bad things in the red light district of Arnhem. Human trafficking, 'loverboys'. You might believe that she would stand up against prostitution and wants the red light district to be closed down. Wrong. She beliefs window prostitution will be more 'under control' when the red light district stays where it is. What do we keep 'under control'? Do we keep 'human trafficking' under control?
I'm not against prostitution. But if you make the observation that window prostitution attracts human traffickers, then window prostitution should be closed down if I was concerned. What's not good, should not be tolerated.
Oh, aside from that. Notice what she says about how most Dutch prostitutes have entered their profession: didn't that POOP from my previous post say that like 87 percent of the Dutch window prostitutes in the red light district of Amsterdam were introduced into prostitution by loverboys[pimps]?[40% of the window prostitutes in the Amsterdam RLD is Dutch] This police officer says something similar.
‘I love my job’
Manon Niemeijer doesn’t have to think long to name the biggest problem in the Spijkerkwartier[red light district in Arnhem, window prostitution, will be closed down soon]. According to her, that’s the loverboy. ‘In Arnhem they are mainly immigrants. They cunningly seduce young girls. Especially white, blond girls are in demand. They are nice to her and initially give her a lot of presents. At the moment she’s in love, he will manipulate her into prostitution. She will rent a window, and hands over all her income to him.’ Manon Niemeijer is a police sergeant at the Arnhem police in the Spijkerkwartier and works together with her male colleague Henk de Borst. As an “Area-policewoman”[gebiedsagente, don’t know what that means] and/or social worker she often has intimate contact with the ‘girls’. Many girls say they work for themselves, but it turns out that nevertheless certain men are circling around them. ‘If I ask such a person how she got here, I usually hear the same story. At the age of eighteen, they fell in love with a dark boy, just at the moment there were problems at home. One thing followed after another, and at the end, they stood behind a window. I can’t prove it, but I think most girls enter prostitution this way.’ Niemeijer, who solicited two years ago especially for this place, is devoted to her job. ‘I was shocked by the tragedies behind many stories. Not that the girls are always aware of that. They don’t expose their history to the outside world. Let alone to the police. By the use of gross threats a loverboy keeps his girl under his thumbs.’ She tells it is difficult for the police to penetrate this world. There could be, for instance, a report of a quarrel in a car in the Spijkerbuurt or in the immediate vicinity. ’When you head to that place, you’ll see a young couple. The girl suddenly becomes very distant. You feel that something is going on, but there is so little you can do.’ It is difficult to get in contact with these girls without the loverboy getting suspicious. The police tries to be visible and approachable as best as it can, at different moments a day. Last time, a girl was addressed who had been beaten up a short while before. As a result she didn’t show up for two weeks and also her room was turned upside down. ‘If you put up the pressure too much, often it turns things into worse for the girl. Her ‘boyfriend’ does something bad to her and just puts her to work somewhere else. That, you’ll hear from the other women[prostitutes]. They’ll tell she is in Utrecht or Amsterdam now.’
If prostitution should stay in the Spijkerkwartier? She has no judgement about that. Of course she understands people who want it to disappear. ‘I have a double vision about that. The nuisance on the street is lessened after the mandatory closure at two o’clock at night.’ Besides, prostitution is here for such a long time. If it were up to me it should stay in this corner. It keeps window prostitution under control. When the red light district moves somewhere else, I’ll move along with it. Contacts and information I gathered here, doesn’t get stored in a computer just like that. Most of it is just in my head. It would be a shame if such information disappears.’