Clean-Up-Luxor-Campaign

Clean up Luxor Campaign

 Responsible Gay Tourism

This was copied from a Gay site about Luxor and highlights the problem of the very young boys who have been used by unscrupulous men and now make their living from prostitution.  The man who wrote this was in his fifties and a responsible human being who should be commended for his compassion and being more concerned for a boy's welfare than with his own sexual satisfaction.  Not all of Luxor’s gay community are as caring. 

  “  ……………..Such as the waif who approached me one afternoon as I was waiting to board the cross-Nile ferry (no Felucca, thank you) and in a falsely modest voice asked if I would like to “enjoy” him. Dressed in a grubby galabayya he appeared little more than thirteen as he plied me to visit the tall sugar cane bushes across the road to "make pleasure".
“ You will like to feel good; Egyptian men very good. Good banana.” I asked him how old he was to which he surprised me with “16.”
'No, that’s not possible. You're only 13,' I countered.
“ No, really 16.”

The moment was a somewhat incredulous for me that this boy was so young and so sexually street-smart. He talked as if he were ten years older with more years of experience.

Picking up on his boldness and slightly as a dare, I said ,’you have a big dick?’ to which he brightened and replied without skipping a beat, “oh yes, you like for sure. Come we go over there.”

Fortunately my ferry arrived in time to end the hollow and demeaning banter with this too-worldly impoverished child. Money was a rare commodity; for perhaps three dollars he, like many river boys, was fearless, pushy and willing to undress and use his puerile body as merchandise--and doubtless without the slightest concern for HIV. “ 

The bold type shown above is as it was in the original posting.

This young boy might be sexually aware but he is still a child.  Help stop child abuse in Egypt.  Egypt is part of Africa and Africa has the highest number of AIDS sufferers in the world.  Please make sure that Luxor’s youths and children are not among them.  This is not Gay Pride this is Gay Shame.

More pink Piggy Tales tomorrow 

Clean Up Luxor Campaign 

Episode One - Sandy Firenicks and Ebay Leafy pack their bags and head for Luxor   - by Christopher Wisherwood

Sandy Firenicks and Ebay Leafy are great friends from Burnley, Lancs in good old England the 51st State of the US of A.  Sandy is an expert in psychobabble that he learnt from the Ladybird Book of Fooling Friends.  He specialises in treating mental aberrations.  He is a recognised expert in the field, the advantage he had over other practitioners is that he suffered from most of the symptoms himself.  He once did a stint as a Music Hall act getting messages from beyond the grave but was thrown out of the Psychics Guilds when they found the earphones from his mobile phone which had been secreted between his massive buttocks.  (The equivalent of talking out of his arse). 

Ebay Leafy’s background was rather more mundane.  (He tried to deny it but the Ebay tag came from him always going to the highest bidder).  He first met Sandy when he needed treatment after falling off the big wheel at the fairground where he was employed as a cleaner.  Having spent most of his life on his knees, Leafy had trouble viewing the world from its normal angle.  He was afraid of heights and was also suffering from battered wife syndrome as his ex-husband Manic Malcolm kept beating him and made him lie on the floor like a dog.  This had almost driven Leafy barking mad.  Poor Leafy was there no hope?  His other friends were in prison for ‘fiddling’ while Burnley burned.  All treatment failed.  In fact, Sandy had to go on a refresher course to regain his previous precarious mental instability, so important in his field.   

However, this meeting of strained mentalities, caused by their brains being located where their haunches are, founded a friendship that, to quote Socrates, would be blessed.  Leafy started business as a trainee tailor.  His ability to 'size' without a tape measure was legendary and most of the males around were queuing to be measured by an expert.  He specialised in what is known in the tailoring business as 'outsizes.'  One could call it a branch of hands on mental arithmetic and it meant that he could get back on his knees again. 

He also did a spell as a DJ for a while.  Not a disk jockey as he liked to tell people but as Deputy Janitor at the HSBC.  Not the bank but merely the Home for Sexually Bewildered Cranks.  He felt comfortable and at home there himself and was very upset when he was dismissed after being found in a compromising position with the Home’s canine mascot. 

Sandy and Leafy had read about Luxor on the internet and hand in hand had visited it several times before making the decision to move there.  One had actually set up a site seeking Gay Friends in Luxor preferably among the younger generation but, forgetting that most of the boys on the Corniche could not read English, had not had much success.  Please say ahhhhhhhhhhhh poor Leafy. 

Surely if they came to Luxor they could make a living and reap the fruits of Luxor’s youth at the same time.  All they would have to do is wave a 20 le note about and touch their toes then they would enter Nirvana.  They would lose their benefits by leaving the UK but if they were careful they could still claim housing benefit as many other dodgers did.  

Both were experts in designing websites.  A skill which had been learned while they were detained at her majesty’s pleasure after being caught soliciting in the toilets at Liverpool Street Station after attending a Gay Pride Rally.  They quickly realised that there was money to be made in Luxor simply by ripping people off.  They could even make money by blackmail and then demolishing people’s reputations when they did not pay up.  If that failed they could get their pleasure by hiding in the bushes and screaming abuse at people that passed by feeling safe in the knowledge that nobody would know who they were.  Sadly they kept forgetting that they were both gay and that their activities were illegal in Egypt.  The Tourist Police kept turning a blind eye but the Secret Police were not so blinkered and would watch them.   

If all else failed, instead of working for a living, Leafy could play the little boy act and get some old lady to be his sugar mummy and pay all his bills.  If he was really clever he might even get her to house him and lend him barrow loads of money which he would never pay back.  If that failed, they could arrange gay tours through the Internet and open a male brothel.  They gleefully rubbed their hands, and lower parts, at the thought.  Sandy got so excited at the prospect of wearing a diamante G string and wielding a whip that he emitted a loud fart, which he always did at crucial moments in his life.  A green fog spread around the room and Leafy choked but they already knew that there were enough destitute youths in Luxor to service their schemes and pander to all tastes.  All they had to do was fill their suitcases with mobile phones to tempt the boys away from their families and into a life of depravity.  Sandy quivered with expectation and farted again.  Leafy fainted.

The excitement was too great.  As soon as Leafy regained consciousness they booked their tickets and packed their cases ready to fly out from Manchester airport.  

Make sure you read our next instalment when Sandy gets trapped in the toilet seat on Flight BA69 on their flight to Luxor and Leafy insists on measuring the stewards.  What awaits two frustrated and aged gay men on their arrival?   Will their friend Julian be there waiting for them?  Watch this space. 

(This is not a homophobic site.  Consenting adults are free to live their own lives as they please and do so in peace and tranquillity with the blessing of the Campaign Group.  This site merely aims to Clean Up Luxor from those that prey on its youth.  The tales told are totally fictional and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental.)     

Lampooning is mainly a 17^th Century pastime and was used extensively by Johnson and Swift.  In the 20^th and 21^st Century the art has been continued by Private Eye which has brought many nefarious acts to public attention through humorous satire.

We might not be as sharp witted as the writers of Private Eye but hopefully we can make you smile and bring home to you the seriousness of this problem.  In our last entry we mentioned that some of the boys had little future after being used by these ignoble men, what we did not mention is the problem of AIDS but really although many are in denial about AIDS in Egypt it is being brought into Luxor by those who learn about the city through Gay Egypt and other Gay sites.  One of which offers gay tours.  It does not say if the highlight of each tour is a young boy in the bed.  It does not bear thinking about. 

Keep reading the tales will start very soon.

(Note from the organisers:   We wish to make it clear that this is not a homophobic site.  Men make their own choices in life and can do as they wish.  Children need protecting.  We are concerned about young boys and youths.  Recently a resident was walking along the Corniche with his wife and was offered sex by a boy who appeared to be about 10 years of age.  Someone had already taught him things that were way beyond his years.  That has to be stopped.  The NSPC has a click click campaign in the UK to stamp out child abuse, but simple clicks do not stop these apologies for human beings from their corrupting influences.)

Mood: Hopeful for Luxor's Youth

This blog has been started by a group of concerned residents of Luxor who live on both sides of the River Nile and who witness the corruption of Luxor’s youth on a daily basis.  The group is made up of both ex-pats and Egyptians who are seriously concerned about the number of Gay Tourists who visit or live in Luxor and who use Luxor’s young boys leaving them with little to look forward to but a life of prostitution on the Corniche.  This is not fun and it is not consenting adults as they are mere boys and although homosexuality is acceptable in many countries it is not acceptable in Egypt.  This is a question of economics, not of love and lifelong commitment.

Luxor is in a process of renovation and will soon have back the glory that it had before it went into economic depression following the Hatshepsut incident and the September 11^th attacks on the USA.  Once poverty is beaten the problem should be beaten too and there will be education and jobs for these boys not a degrading life of servicing gay men.

Please back us in this campaign to beat Luxor’s gay mafia.  If you see a young boy with an older man on the Corniche, in a restaurant, or on the back of a motor-bike, then take a photo with your mobile or camera and pass it to the Tourist Police so that they can build up a file of the worst and most frequent offenders.  Back them in their own efforts to stamp out this evil trade in young flesh.  Many of Luxor’s most notorious predatory men are already being watched but others are more in hiding.  Bring them out of the closet.

Over the next few weeks we hope to bring to a series of Luxor Pink Piggy Tales (Tails) that will bring humour to what is a very serious situation.  The examples we use will be purely fictional and resemblance to any living person is purely coincidental.  However, the tales do fit many situations and we sincerely hope that you log in now and then to enjoy the humour but always remember that this is a serious campaign and has the backing of  Luxor residents who want to protect Luxor's youth.