The truth of people trafficking is that it’s tough. It’s tough on its victims. It’s tough on its hosts. It’s tough on those of us who fight it. It really is.
I’ve met folks who’ve fought off people traffickers at the get-go and they find it to be extremely difficult work.
It’s emotionally draining to do it. It doesn’t fit in the mindset of those who believe our world is essentially safe and secure. It changes their way of seeing the world. It presents endless operational difficulties.
It’s fair to say it’s one of the most difficult jobs in the world.
It’s genuinely tough work.
They have to see the pain on a victims face firsthand and in this instance a law enforcement agent has a sordid night ahead of him or her. It’s not easy to shake off the look of someone having believed their life was over and you’re their only source of hope.
It’s also a dark and shady business and so much more to it that’s disturbing. It takes a lot to shake off an encounter. There’s no use getting rid of knowing its details because it has to be dealt with.
A job’s a job in most of our eyes but for others it’s beside a coastline or further in land where trouble erupts. It’s a wet, dirty, and spit-filled job because the cretins that do it are not civilised and they’re unwieldy.
It isn’t the choice of the police to bring out guns to a firefight. It’s just what happens when criminals fight back and our law enforcement agencies have done such a brave job in doing it. Let’s just hope it works.
