In yesterday's Metro, squeezed between one story about Angelina Jolie's breastfeeding woes, and another about the rising cost of tinned fish, was this chilling paragraph.
I've spent a lot of time with victims of trafficking. The damage it does to those lucky enough to escape, is mostly impossible to repair. The girls have been passed around like toys. The boys don't fare much better. The monsters who buy and sell these vulnerable people are almost never caught. They have a huge network of contacts in this country, and they don't give up easily. Even if a child is taken into care when they reach the UK, the traffickers will have some idea of where to find them, and a guaranteed way of contacting them. Public awareness is one of the most obvious ways to help end this evil, evil business.
Yet the discovery and subsequent raiding of a ’baby farm’ gets a couple of inches, somewhere in the middle of the paper. Probably next to a massive advert for DFS.
