There was something on television recently, which nearly turned my stomach — and it had nothing to do with the presidential campaign circus. I’m inured at this point to all the toxic rhetoric and verbal attacks connected with that tawdry spectacle. What upset me was a documentary that delved deeply and disturbingly into the subject of human trafficking; particularly the sordid business of exploiting young and desperate females for a tragic life in the sex trades. I saw a lot of that ugliness during my time in Central America in the early 1980s. It was disgustingly sordid and ugly then and apparently not much has changed.