What happens when tens of thousands of football fans, 3,000 members of media, and untold numbers of corporate executives descend on one little city for the Super Bowl? Stories about an explosion in sex work, naturally. With Super Bowl XLVIII on the horizon, it’s now time for the annual “here come the prostitutes” story, an annual exercise is fear-mongering over a sex-trafficking threat that never materializes.
The premise is this: thousands of football fans — almost all men — are going to travel to New Jersey (or Miami or Tampa or Phoenix) for the biggest sporting event of the year. They are in a strange town, with money to burn, and an atmosphere full of testosterone. Naturally, they will seek out strip clubs and prostitutes, who in turn, will be shipped into the city by the bus-full by illicit sex traffickers trying to meet the demand of Super Bowl Weekend.