“Women who sell their bodies” used to be the go-to word combination that triggered my gag reflex right into action. But “hooker-rescuing cop-turned-pastor” was introduced to my life this week and has transformed my once-tranquil apartment into Lane Champagne’s Extreme Vomitorium. The man with this heinous career trajectory is Kevin Brown and he’s starring in… Continue reading 8 Minutes Hate: A&E Plans to Ambush Sex Workers
Author: Lane Champagne
Lane Champagne is a sex worker activist and writer living and working (it) in New York. She has been playing the Hokey Pokey across various niches in the sex industry since 2006 and currently has her left foot out. She likes cats, mermaids, and metaphorical arson.
“Whore” Is A Good Place To Start
When I was just a teeny tiny bottle of airplane-ready champagne, I was called a whore by a boy in my middle school science class for having the audacity to own breasts and opinions at the same time,while only being willing to share the latter. Once I got to college, men started to call me a… Continue reading “Whore” Is A Good Place To Start
Man Calls Cops on Stripper That Won’t Screw Him: Stripping Isn’t Sex Work Lite
One of the brightest spots of sex work activism is when some bright-eyed bushy-tailed sex-worker-to-be finds her way into the space and wants to know the best way to get into our sordid business. “Come, little one! Join me in the fresh hellscape that is the business of selling sexual services,” I declare, fancying my… Continue reading Man Calls Cops on Stripper That Won’t Screw Him: Stripping Isn’t Sex Work Lite
The Role of Humor In Sex Worker Activism: Should We Always Be So Goddamn Hilarious?
If you’ve been hanging out in the digital sex work community for long enough, you’ve learned a handful of things. One is that some men really like to interrupt your conversations uninvited to assume that you do your work for the sake of your sexual liberty, and to assure you that they’re totally cool with… Continue reading The Role of Humor In Sex Worker Activism: Should We Always Be So Goddamn Hilarious?
Actually, My Hand Feeds Me: A Message To Annie Sprinkle
As a general rule, I absolutely love being called “adorable.” It reaffirms a lifetime of well-intentioned cheek pinches and makes me feel like I still look youthful as I approach 30. But being an adorable person is a very different thing than being part of an adorable movement. So when Annie Sprinkle took to Facebook… Continue reading Actually, My Hand Feeds Me: A Message To Annie Sprinkle