The pimp and prostitutes? Yeah, they live across the street. There is, of course, →[More:]Hope me bunnies. I am pretty sure there is a pimp living across the street from me. I mean, it's possible that he has four sisters (who are of different ethnic heritge than he is) who happen to be strippers and wear their working clothes in the car ride over to the club. But really, I'm pretty sure he's just a pimp and the women are the prostitutes. I have no moral objection to someone paying someone else to have sex with them. Yay, Annie Sprinkle! But there is something inherent in this situation that makes me feel like the power structure is unequal, which bothers me A LOT.
So, do I call the police? Chances are the cops know who he is and what he does and are just looking askance. I don't care that the women are prostitutes (who knows I suppose he could be too, but he is only one who ever drives the Mercedes and the minivan.) I care about the women involved. My mom is an incest survivor and counselor. She has counseled many former and current prostitutes. The men and women she knows who are in the profession use their bodies because they feel that it's all they've got going for them. They feel they have no other choice in profession. It's what they know. Granted, I do understand that some people enter prostitution knowingly (see Annie Sprinkle) and I have no problem with that. My problem lies in the power dynamic I'm observing from across the street.
I don't see johns coming to the house. I think he probably takes the women wherever they work. So, I'm not too worried about crime. Should I be worried about drugs? I have a four year old son. I've seen no drug paraphernalia in the front yard. We live in an otherwise boring middle class neighborhood.
I am very ambivalent about the whole situation. Any ideas and comments you may have are welcome. Thanks in advance and for reading this far.