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When a certain child rescue organization—you know, the one whose name sounds like a Christian indie band—published their recent reflection titled “Mistakes happen in anti-trafficking work. We must learn from them,” a strange thing happened across the sex worker rights community.

Remember when tariffs were marketed as the golden ticket to economic salvation?

In what could be seen as the most expensive DUI in Massachusetts history, Karen Read was found Not Guilty this week of second-degree murder in the death of her boyfriend, Boston Police Officer John O’Keefe.

It started with a question. “What college degree do you have?” Tasha had just been released and was sitting in the intake office of a...

For years, prisons were called “crime schools” because people learned more about how to survive in the underground economy than how to build a stable life.

Let’s be real—if myths about sex work were dollar bills, every stripper in America would be retired by now, sipping cocktails on a beach...

Good morning, Red Umbrella fam. Hope your coffee is strong and your boundaries stronger, because this weekend delivered a full-course meal of carceral nonsense, QAnon fever dreams, ICE agents crashing into elementary school zones, and a grown man throwing himself a military parade for his birthday.

When people imagine what “freedom” looks like for trafficking survivors, they often picture a dramatic rescue or a courtroom triumph—handcuffs off, a predator jailed, a survivor walking into the sunlight.

There’s something about Friday the 13th that makes people lose their ever-loving minds.

There’s a version of feminism out there that wears a pussyhat, clutches her pearls, and still calls the manager when a sex worker speaks at a panel.

This past weekend, Los Angeles found itself at the epicenter of a fierce showdown: thousands hit the streets in defiance of ICE raids and the sudden deployment of the California National Guard—ordered directly by former President Trump. Protesters blocked freeways, clashed with law enforcement, and even set a few cars ablaze in a wave of collective outrage. Tear gas, flash-bangs, rubber bullets—the headlines read like a war zone. But here’s the truth: if any city knows how to

Education is more than a classroom, a test, or a diploma. For criminalized women, survivors, and sex workers, it’s a form of resistance. It’s a survival strategy. It’s a way to reclaim power in systems designed to keep us voiceless.

Education is often sold as the golden ticket—the “way out,” the “great equalizer,” the shiny ladder out of poverty. But for women who’ve...

No mother should have to write a letter to her child from prison.

Community-led services and support for incarcerated women being released from prison are grounded in one radical belief: that those closest to the problem are closest to the solution. Rather than imposing top-down programs that often miss the mark, grassroots organizations across the country—many founded and led by formerly incarcerated women—offer holistic, peer-based support that centers dignity, autonomy, and lived experience.

You can memorize your rights. Recite them perfectly. Take every workshop. Say the magic words: “I don’t consent to a search.” “I want a...

The moment a woman is released from incarceration is supposed to mark a new beginning. But for many, especially those with untreated health conditions, trauma, or chronic illnesses, reentry is more like walking off a cliff with no net below.

Here’s how each love language shows up in our advocacy work, reimagined through the lens of solidarity, survival, and sex worker-centered support.

Keisha had been in and out of the system since she was 16. Her record listed drug possession, petty theft, loitering—but what it didn’t...

Here’s the million-dollar question—and it says more about society’s deep-seated stigma than it ever will about the capability, wisdom, or...