Lauren Henderson

"...her little girls looked like miniature versions of herself; big gold earrings almost as large as their tiny white ears, hair pulled tightly back into high ponytails, bomber jackets over skintight printed leggings. All they neeeded were their mother's high heels. You could probably buy those for children nowadays too. I'd seen four-year-olds on the beach in miniature leopard skin bikinis, probably manufactured by children in the Far East not much bigger than themselves who earned twopence a day. From child labor to child porn in one easy step." (from My Lurid Past)

I love authors who can so ably articulate a rant I didn't even know I'd so staunchly agree with.