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There is a lack of contriteness in this. I for one feel contrite about not being able to deal one day with a crime of child exploitation by these savages while on deployment in Afghanistan.

At the time I was so happy I had found a way to repel sin away in my discipline as a soldier and even stoping medication to make me asexual. As a result, any kind of sexual exertion would have made me somewhat near seriously ill for 3 days. So, no sexual content or activity of any kind for 6 months to a year with a prostate deteriorating even as a result.

However pride got ahold of me. I would sneer at these muslims praying Allah and them pretending us American soldiers lacked manners and “islamic bearings”, because when they asked me why I would not want a wife, I told them women talk too much and that I serve Allah, not women. And they all fell silent.

Then one day, shocked, I see a burly looking thug with 4 of 5 kids dressed with mascara and jingles on their ankles, Immediately I knew it was a pimp and he was trying to sell kids to the Jordanian soldiers or afghan Police probably. How dared he come in American sector brazenly like this and no one saying a thing. I was on my way to a duty and had little time to stop and confront him, other than to give him this look of disgust, that he was weak and that I had found immunity from his trade , from hunger, from sin, from even viruses , cancer and much aging, feeling like butt stroking him or shooting him outright.

But that was foolish, there were children to save and to worry about, my joust in crushing morally that devil pimp at the time was idiotic and prideful, self centered. I feel I should have done something and alerted people, but many had to have known. In any case, I hoped to never see him again there and he was never seen again, as maybe a MP took him out, who knows. We were not allowed to interfere with wildlife let alone with these crooked civilians, and, besides, I was in a hurry to a mission somewhere.

Sometime we should stop perhaps. But here is the thing. That pimp knew exactly how I felt, how I was strong and himself pathetic and weak. And he put his hand on his heart and motioned to me as if I was too hard on myself and needed his help. The gal! I stared him down even harder than before, crushed that, and moved on. Maybe it demoralized him and he saw there was nothing there for his miserable trade, escorting around 4 boys about ages 5 to 12.

But, there, there are cures for this, the elites know, but they would lose all their moneys, all these whores would,lose their roles and trades, at least the easy one of getting half naked on screen, instead of telling real stories, because history is truth and justice. Without history, we all get judged and condemned for things we have not done by a state addicted to sin industry revenues.

I can tomorrow stop it in Hollywood tomorrow, but they will not take the pill nor give the pill, and people will keep voting democrat by the bazillion, for the pimps, the heinous and the unjustice and hypocrisy.

And for that, the consequences will be a terrible slavery for them all, full of humiliation, hate and gnashing, and no peace shall come to them for ever, because somehow God has decided to make them stupid, that some would not be saved, and so be it. Still, it is not an issue of pride, but one for the children who should be taken out of this - saving those we can save.