On Wednesday morning, I joined a group sex workers and sexual civil liberties
activists denouncing the incitement of
Jeffrey Hurant, the CEO of Rentboy.com.
We met outside the Brooklyn Federal Court, where Hurant was due to
appear, to demand that federal prosecutors drop charges against Hurant and six
others who were arrested on the August 2015 raid by Homeland Security and the
NYPD. The arrests triggered street
protests across the country. Activists on hand called for the US attorney from
the Eastern District to drop the charges, as well as decriminalize the
practice; they suggested that the event the prosecution was part of a far
larger attack on the behavior of consenting
adults, policing bodies and ideas, often violently. For two decades Rentboy.com has proudly
offered an advertizing platform for
escorts. Those on hand
suggested this was a clear case of
prosecutorial overreach. For sex workers, the Rentboy Raid is every
day. The NYPD makes thousands of sex
work related arrests a year. While
millions are spent a year to investigate and prosecute sex trafficking, the NY Times notes that this investigation had yielded little evidence of sex trafficking. Rather it triggered a crackdown on consenting
adult sex workers.
"LGBT activists, civil liberties advocates, sex workers and their allies join together on a protest against the indictment of Jeffrey Hurant and Rentboy.com and the criminalization of sex work. — with Sarah Wellington, Randolfe Wicker, Benjamin Heim Shepard, Bizzy Barefoot and Fussy Lo Mein at Brooklyn Supreme Court."
Arriving, several of the activists who had been at the rallies the previous summer were there.
I spoke with Bizzy Barefoot.
“I’m here because lives need to be saved. This is about the least amongst us,” he
explained. “I want to see sex work
decriminalized... Drop the fucking charges. This is
about money”
Standing talking to Buzzy, Jeffrey Hurant walked by.
“We love you Jeffrey.
We love you!” everyone screamed.
“Sex work is real work. Sex work is real work!”
“Unjust bust, unjust bust.”
Several nightlife activists were also on hand to support a
colorful public sexual sphere. Jomo showed me a flyer for his new sex party, Daddy Up, build in the spirit of Liddell Jackson’s old Jax o color parties.
“The illustration is from a German woodcut from Dante’s
Inferno,” he explained. “I wanted to
have my own gay event and what better way than something with lots of sex,
creating a life positive vibe with
people meeting, whether hooking up or not, and dancing.”
Several sex workers were there to speak out and show
solidarity, and call for the full
legalization or at least decriminalized the practice. “Criminalization of sex work
globally contributes to stigma & dehumanization, leaving sex workers
vulnerable” explained Sarah.
“I think the legalization of sex work will help stop the trafficking that everyone uses as an excuse to crack down on sex work,”
noted Zaria, arguing sex workers can be part of the solution.
Randy Wicker, the iconic gay activist often credited with
holding the first Gay picket line in US history, was there. He recalled his
days in the trade.
“I chose to do sex work on Hollywood Blvd during the summer
of 1959. The choice was simple – survive for ten weeks by hustling - being able to hang out & screw all the
pretty queens in the all night
coffee shop – or – getting some terrible 9-5 job and miss being a 21-year-old
Hollywood hooker. I learned more in that summer than I did the next year at the
University of Texas. A good score would
get you $20… but there were times I’d settle for whatever I could get. Once I went with a guy in a Corvette and let
him serve me in an A & P Parking Lot for $2.00. Hookers don’t talk about those days. They love to tell you the time someone gave
them $100.00 for just humping them on the thigh backstage at a strip show-
something that has ceased to exist. Actually I’d go to be both a John and
Madam. I remember paying for sex that
summer – a gorgeous guy who had not interest in me was short on money. I happened to have it. So I got what I wanted and his electricity
stayed on. Working as a prostitute for that summer made it possible for me to
get up and go to work from 9 to 5 at the
most hideous jobs for the early years of
my life – because I’d never want to go
through that I’d gone through hooking ever again. And I learned to be a better John – especially
during times of matrimonial strife… and then as a business man taking care of his dying mate without times for
clubs and or extra marital romance…. I’ll save
some of the juicier stories for the autobiography I’ll never write. Just a few more stories now and then to keep
my reputation just tacky enough not to be so damn boring like all those proper
LGBTQIXYZ activists… I’m love to add those three letters for fun. I’m not worried about my reputation. Never got caught at anything and at age 78 I
spend more on $40 viagra pills than on sex workers….I was stopped by a cop on
Hollywood Blvd. He’d caught me in a car and saved me from being with a
“sexual pervert.” The cop said something about “niggers” and “communists.”
“I know there are some nice negros,” I volunteered. “There are probably some nice communists
too.”
“Wise guy,” he responded and made me sit there for 45
minutes while he ran a check on meat the FBI.
I came up clean and slithered away with my mouth zipped shut. But if that happened today and something had
gone wrong, I would never have been able to get a student loan for
college. Not necessary in the late
1950’s. We were a class country in those
days. No tuition in places like
California. All you had to do was feed
yourself and get some housing and you could get an education. My entire fabulous life might have been
destroyed. So I’m demonstrating as a
retired sex worker.”
Randy was holding a Marsha P Johnson sign, to keep her
memory alive. Like Marsha and Sylvia
River, Wicker ties his story into a larger culture narrative about the need for human freedom and
justice for everyone. The story dates back ages, with roots extending in countless directions. Yet, the lament remains the same. Stop the war on sex work. Stop the war on the poor. Sex worker right are human rights.
Wicker then and now. Top Randy Wicker, Craig Rodwell, Renee Cafiero 4th in 1964. Bottom 2016. Fifty years on the front lines of movements for sexual freedom.
In 1964, Randy Wicker
recommended to the Sex Freedom League a picket at an induction center for the
U.S. Army. “We went down there to the induction center on Whitehall Street (in
Manhattan) on September the 19, 1964. Renee Cafiero was there with her lover.
Craig Rodwell was there—twelve all told. Yet, not much press.” In subsequent
years, the event was recognized as the
first gay picket line.
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