The RAPE of the Dutch in Netherlands By Their Muslim Occupiers...

Posting this for that dutch idiot that claimed there were more muslims in the USA than in all of europe...ignorant eurotrash fails again.Muslim population in Netherlands 6%

Muslim population in USA .04%

Idiot...Enjoy your Rape Jihad! :)

A feminist revolution that cruelly backfired – and why Amsterdam’s
legal brothels are a brutal lesson for Britain about telling the truth
on sex gangs and race

PUBLISHED: 01:42 GMT, 23 November 2012
UPDATED: 17:53 GMT, 23 November 2012
Seven girls laugh together at the supper table. One talks of her
sister, a fashion model signed with a famous London agency. Another
mentions her married brother, an artist in the north of England. A third
— 17 with blonde hair tucked under an Alice band — says she plans to
become a beautician on a cruise ship.
At the small house, the blinds are closed so no one can peep in. Two
terriers and a bull mastiff bark ferociously if there is a footstep
outside the bolted front door.
For these middle-class girls, groomed into sex slavery by street
gangs, have been rescued and are living in a safe house a few miles from
De Wallen, the notorious red-light area of Holland’s capital,
Too ashamed to tell parents or teachers, the girls are cynically isolated from their old lives and swept into prostitution

They are the lucky ones. Thousands of other young Dutch girls, some
only 11 or 12 years old, are still in the power of the prowling gangs
after a controversial social experiment to legalise brothels.
In a chilling parallel to the scandal sweeping Britain’s towns and
cities, where a multitude of girls have been lured into sex-for-sale
rings run by gangs, the Dutch pimps search out girls at school gates and
in cafes, posing as ‘boyfriends’ promising romance, fast car rides and
restaurant meals.
The men ply their victims with vodka and drugs. They tell them lies:
that they love them and their families don’t care for them. Then, the
trap set, they rape them with other gang members, often taking photos of
the attack to blackmail the girl into submission.
Befuddled, frightened, and too ashamed to tell parents or teachers,
the girls are cynically isolated from their old lives and swept into
So dangerous are the gangs that the girls at the safe house never
venture out alone, and when they have a coffee together in the back
garden they are not allowed to talk about their past in case neighbours

newly legal sex industry was quickly infiltrated by street-grooming
gangs with one target: the under-age virgin who can be sold for sex

‘You never know who has big ears,’ says Anita de Wit, 48, the mother
of three who set up the safe house last month. It is thought to be the
first of its kind in the world. ‘The gangs can kill, and will try to get
these girls back because they earn them money. We do not want them
coming here to harm them. ’
Anything-goes Amsterdam has long been hailed as a sex mecca. The
red-light district attracts thousands of customers, many of them
tourists, who walk through alleys where half-naked prostitutes prance in
the windows of some 300 brothels illuminated with scarlet bulbs.
A century ago, the brothels were banned to stop the exploitation of
women by criminal gangs of Dutch men. But gradually the sex
establishments crept back, with the authorities turning a blind eye.
In 2000, after pressure from prostitutes (demanding recognition as
sex workers with employment rights) and Holland’s liberal intelligentsia
(championing the choice of women to do what they wished with their
bodies), the brothels were legalised. The working girls got permits,
medical care, and now there are 5,000 in the red-light district.
But things went badly wrong. Holland’s newly legal sex industry was
quickly infiltrated by street-grooming gangs with one target: the
under-age girl virgin who can be sold for sex.
The men in the gangs are dubbed — incongruously — ‘lover boys’,
because of their distinct modus operandi of making girls fall in love
with them before forcing them into prostitution at private flats or
houses all over Holland, and in the window brothels. The lover boy
phenomenon has appalled Dutch society, not least because of the sheer
numbers of girls involved.

week a report into our own sex gangs was criticised for discounting the
link between Asian gangs and the sexual exploitation of white and mixed
race girls

As Lodewijk Asscher, 38, a leading politician, says: ‘Hard-line
criminal behaviour is happening behind those windows. Girls are
physically abused if they don’t work hard enough. It is slavery, which
was abolished a long time ago in the Netherlands.’
He has championed new rules in Amsterdam’s red-light district from
January. Prostitutes will sign a register and the minimum age for sex
workers will be raised from 18 to 21, to try to stop girls being forced
to work by the gangs.
Holland hopes the rot will be halted. Last year, 242 lover boy crimes
were investigated by police, half of them involving the forced
prostitution of girls under 18. Campaigner Anita de Wit says this is a
fraction — ‘one per cent’ — of the true number. ‘There are thousands of
girls being preyed on by male gangs in Holland,’ she says.
Anita visits schools to warn girls exactly what a lover boy looks
like, and makes no bones of the fact that most of the gangs are operated
by Dutch-born Moroccan and Turkish men.
‘I am not politically correct. I am not afraid of being called a
racist, which would be untrue. I tell the girls that lover boys are
young, dark-skinned and very good looking. They will have lots of money
and bling as well as a big car. They will give out cigarettes and vodka.
They will tell a girl that she is beautiful.
‘The gangs know who to pick out: the girl with the confidence
problems, with the glasses, or who looks overweight. They flatter her
and seem like the “knight in shining armour”. She is drawn to her new
boyfriend like a magnet.’

With the new minimum age and register of prostitutes, the winds of change are blowing in Amsterdam’s red-light industry

Anita’s bluntness is a far cry from the approach in Britain, where
political correctness has stopped police and social workers telling
girls the same home truths: that in many towns, particularly in the
north of England, the handsome men chatting them up at the school gate
are very likely to be of Pakistani descent. They, too, ply the girls
with alcohol and gifts, pretending to be genuine boyfriends.
This week a report into our own sex gangs — by Sue Berelowitz, Deputy
Children’s Commissioner for England — was criticised (by the NSPCC,
among others) for discounting the evident link between Asian gangs and
the sexual exploitation of white and mixed race girls. Berelowitz chose
to downplay the race factor, despite official figures showing a worrying
percentage of men involved in this type of sex crime are of this
Mohammed Shafiq, director of the Lancashire-based Ramadhan
Foundation, a charity working for ethnic harmony, has just visited
Holland to see the work of Anita de Wit and her charity ‘Say No to Lover
Boys Now’, which believes that girls should be warned where the danger
lies — for their own sakes.
He has complained that the British authorities treat the subject as
taboo because of fears of being branded racist. ‘That is wrong. These
gangs of men should be treated as criminals whatever their race,’ he
In Holland, as in Britain, the abusers are drawn from a tiny minority
of their communities — which are appalled by their crimes. But the
lover boys seem to see white girls as worthless, to be abused without a
second thought.
Anita began her campaign when her own daughter, Angelique, then aged
15, was lured into a sex gang after meeting a 21-year-old Moroccan boy
at a coffee bar near her school.

In Holland, as in Britain, the abusers are drawn from a tiny minority of their communities – which are appalled by their crimes

Anita was divorced and running a restaurant in a village outside
Amsterdam when it all began. It was eight in the evening and Angelique
came into the restaurant with three male friends. She said one of them
was her new boyfriend, Mohammed. ‘He had long curly hair, was very
handsome and polite to me,’ remembers Anita.
‘Angelique asked if she could take the three boys back home for a
coffee, and I said yes. I was due back at eleven that night and I
thought my other two children — Angelique’s younger brother, who was 13,
and her older sister — would be there.’
But when Anita got home, she found that every bottle in the drinks
cabinet was empty. Angelique was lying in bed drunk. Mohammed and his
two pals had disappeared. Although Anita did not know it then, Angelique
had been raped by two of the men. The other man had taken her son to
play football in the park to get him out of the house. Angelique’s older
sister was, in fact, staying with friends.
‘I was horrified,’ says Anita. ‘Angelique lied, saying she had just
had too much to drink. I was annoyed she had been drinking at all. I
said I did not want Mohammed at my house ever again. We had a row. But
that is the classic technique used by the lover boys — they deliberately
engineer a rift between the girl and her parents.’
From then on, Angelique’s behaviour changed. She went missing from
school. If she did go to class, Mohammed and the lover boys would be
waiting to pick her up in a big car with dark windows and false number
plates. Her teachers complained to Anita, but Angelique was in love with
Mohammed and at war with the teachers and her mother.
She would disappear from home for hours, often coming back only late
at night. Sometimes, she would go missing for days, saying she had been
with friends.
In fact, Angelique had been sleeping with a host of Moroccan men and
earning money for her ‘boyfriend’, Mohammed. ‘Her mobile phone would
ring continuously, all day and through the night, too. She would even
take it into the loo with her.
‘When I looked at it later, there were violent texts saying: “If you
don’t come out now, you are for it and your family, too,”’ recalls Anita
After several months, Anita rang the police for help. Her daughter
was taken to the family court where a judge placed her under a curfew at
home. She had to report to her mother every two hours. ‘Angelique would
come in say hello, and then run out of the house again,’ says Anita.
‘The judge said she had to leave her mobile phone downstairs at night.
But the gang just gave her another one, and the men kept ringing her.
They gave her cannabis and she became dependent on them for it.’
The judge, in desperation, sent Angelique to a youth prison where,
for 11 months, she used her phone card to keep in touch with Mohammed,
but gradually the relationship fizzled out.
When, at last, she was moved to an open centre for troubled
youngsters, Anita hoped for the best. But her daughter met another lover
boy there. He was called Rashid and was a stooge planted to recruit
girls by the gangs. He persuaded her to escape from the centre and
together they hitch-hiked to Rotterdam.
There, Angelique found that Rashid was also part of a sex gang. She
was put in a seedy house and again made to work as a prostitute.
‘She was forced to swallow 14 ecstasy tablets a day and take the
date-rape drug, GHB. The gang beat her with a baseball bat if she
refused to sleep with the men who were brought to her. They dyed her
brown hair with kitchen bleach because they said men would pay more for
blondes. She’s never told me how many men she had to go with,’ says
Anita. After six weeks, Angelique escaped. She ran to a shop and called
her mother, who brought her home.
Yet — incredibly enough — even then the lover boys came after her.
She visited the city centre with a girlfriend and a stranger, a young
Moroccan, asked her out for a date. He promised Angelique that he was a
proper boyfriend, that he loved her: but he was grooming her, too.
The Moroccan plied her with drugs, and asked her to live with him in a
flat near the red-light district. When Angelique, by now 18, agreed, he
said he was in debt and put her to work in the De Wallen window
‘I went to see her in the windows,’ says Anita. ‘I had to keep in
touch with my daughter. It was only in January of last year that she
realised she had been exploited by the gang and returned home at last.’
Angelique’s story is terrifying. But, at the safe house, there are
equally disturbing tales. There is Eline, who was an 18-year-old virgin
when she met a Turkish lover boy at a New Year party at her local youth
Eline thought she was in love with him, but within a few weeks the
rest of his group had gang-raped her on a patch of waste land,
photographed their crime, and were threatening to tell her parents if
she did not sleep with other men to earn them money.
I hear about Beatrice, who met her lover boy as she rode her bike to a
new school. She was 12 years old. He was leaning against his car
outside; with a big gold chain round his neck, he looked like an actor
in a rap video.
He was back a few days later, and told her she was pretty. The fourth
time they met, she agreed to go for a drive. He took her to a house
where he raped her. He told her she was now his prostitute, his
property, and that their relationship was perfectly normal.
By 14, Beatrice had slept with dozens of men and, unbeknown to her
civil servant parents, was even coerced into acting as an agent for her
lover boy’s gang by introducing them to other girls.
The girls in the safe house, who are aged between 15 and 25, have now
escaped from the horrors of their past. They are learning to live
again. And with the new minimum age and register of prostitutes, the
winds of change are blowing in Amsterdam’s red-light industry.
But Eline shakes her head a little sadly as she says: ‘The lover boys
are always one step ahead. They are making a fortune from these young
girls. It is everyone’s duty to tell the truth about what is happening —
particularly to potential victims.’
It is a sobering lesson not only that political correctness must not
prevent people voicing their fears about grooming gangs, but also that
Holland’s liberal approach to sex has backfired disastrously on many of
these damaged victims.