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About Jacqueline S. Homan

I am originally from an impoverished Philadelphia neighborhood but I have lived in a rural northwestern Pennsylvania town since 2002. I first began writing in 2006 during a long, protracted and fruitless job search as a middle-aged woman trying to re-enter the workforce with my Bachelor’s degree in mathematics. Unfortunately, I would have needed a minimum of a Master’s degree and there was no funding available to me to pay for grad school—or law school—so that I could have had the opportunity to become a human rights lawyer like I had always wanted. I picked up a few freelance gigs writing and editing a few science articles for Holocaust author Edwin Black’s online news journal, The Cutting Edge News and began ghostwriting and editing bioethics articles that were published in medical journals, but the pay was not enough to live on by a long shot. I began speaking out about the injustices of poverty due to classism and systemic discrimination (particularly against poor women in America, regardless of race) and the power dynamics and the price of privilege, which is difficult to write about despite having the lived experience of it as a sex trafficking survivor from the poverty class. Very few people are willing to acknowledge that their comforts, social status, and privileges were paid for by the social and economic deprivation suffered by others. My fifth book which was just published on March 13 2013, Without Apology, tells the main points of my own story, but it is not another lurid piece of “human trafficking porn”—it addresses the underlying social and economic structures that create, perpetuate and maintain a prostitute class as a repository for discarding poor, unwanted ‘surplus’ women into and addresses the ways in which American society reinforces male supremacy with both sexual exploitation and reproductive exploitation as an economy of misogyny. The world had not been a very kind place to me since I was orphaned and left destitute and homeless at 13. I escaped when I was 17 back in 1984. No one was interested in helping me rebuild my life throughout the entire time after I had exited sexual exploitation hell (at risk of either murder or arrest) while I had to hide for 27 ½ years from the high-ranking members of an outlaw motorcycle gang who trafficked me. Of course, changing your last name and being able to hide was much easier before the Internet and the tracking capabilities in cell phones. But it was extremely difficult, if not impossible, to rebuild one’s life nonetheless—especially when one is from extreme poverty, which caused them to be trafficked in the first place.

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