{"data":{"id":13917,"title":"TERRA GAZETTE: No More Words","rsi_url":"https:\/\/robertsspaceindustries.com\/comm-link\/spectrum-dispatch\/13917-TERRA-GAZETTE-No-More-Words","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-links\/13917","api_public_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/comm-links\/13917","channel":"Undefined","category":"Undefined","series":"News Update","images":[{"id":1766,"name":"TG_DUmpJump_FI1.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/robertsspaceindustries.com\/media\/gre7cowonprwrr\/source\/TG_DUmpJump_FI1.jpg","alt":"","size":378236,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2014-06-03T19:13:03+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/1766","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/1766\/similar"},{"id":26463,"name":"source.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/media.robertsspaceindustries.com\/weozjmuuh3hwh\/source.jpg","alt":"","size":843046,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2019-09-19T15:49:32+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/26463","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/26463\/similar"},{"id":27892,"name":"source.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/media.robertsspaceindustries.com\/w3o9r4zgppm77\/source.jpg","alt":"","size":900916,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2021-09-06T14:48:40+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/27892","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/27892\/similar"}],"images_count":8,"translations":{"en_EN":"NO MORE WORDS\n\n\nEditorial\n\n\n\n\nBy Ennis Sobotka\nContributor\n\n\nI find myself at a loss. In my thirty-two years as a journalist, I\u2019ve worked all sorts of environments: the abandoned squatter camps in Ferron, embedded on the front in Charon for two years, even QuarterDeck for an ultimately unused story about parole policies. I\u2019ve tried to find the situations where the Human spirit is challenged, because those feel like the moments that can really define us as a species in both positive and negative ways.\n\nLast week, I saw something that left me speechless. It\u2019s taken all this time to try to wrap my head around the stunning inhumanity of what I witnessed.\n\nI was returning home from my cousin\u2019s wedding in Kilian. The flight had been pretty routine for most of the trip except for the fact that I had eaten a bit too much at the reception and was fighting off a food coma. Shortly after entering Terra system, I noticed a cluster of ships chasing another far off the traffic lanes, past the orbital path of Gen. Curious to a fault and no real reason to rush home, I went to take a look.\n\nAs I got closer, I saw it was local police chasing a transport ship that was proving to be a lot more nimble than it looked. The suspect ship had a large external cargo container. It evaded the sporadic weapon-fire from the police, twisting until it found the ideal moment to kick its burners and make a dash away. It seemed like they were making a break out of system.\n\nThe move caught the police totally off-guard and for a second it seemed like the offender was sure to escape. That was until the police backup showed up. I hadn\u2019t even noticed them. They had kept their signature low enough to get close.\n\nThe fleeing transport realized at the last moment too. Now their options were running pretty low. I had almost dismissed the entire situation, figuring they would be in custody soon, when they ejected their cargo container and did another push for the jump point.\n\nThe container was rapidly bleeding some kind of gas or something, causing the police to pause momentarily.\n\nTwo of the police ships quickly established a perimeter around the container, which was still tumbling erratically due to the stream of gas, while the rest continued after the suspect. After a few minutes, the cargo box ran out of gas and slowly spun on the last trajectory of propellant. Shortly after, the group of police ships that had pursued the suspect, came back empty-handed.\n\nI could see the police run all sorts of scans on the box. Finally, they just waited for a towship to arrive and tug the container back to a platform for examination. Fortunately, thanks to a previous assignment on the local crime beat, I had a handful of good contacts within the Terra System Police and Advocacy. I made a couple quick comms and was down on the platform by the time they finished sweeping it for explosives.\n\nIn retrospect, I wish I hadn\u2019t been. They cracked the lock and opened the cargo container. Inside, there were rows of stacked crates. Each one had a person inside it, kept in some kind of induced coma, but they were all dead now. Then I realized that the gas escaping once the suspect ejected the pod was the oxygen. The slaver was giving the police a choice: catch me or save sixteen lives.\n\nI felt sick. One of the cops gave me a cup of water. She said it\u2019s called a Dump\u2019n\u2019Jump. It\u2019s a fairly common tactic with a certain breed of slaver.\n\nIt didn\u2019t help. The knowledge that this room of police regarded the incident as \u2018something that happens\u2019 made it worse. I get that most law enforcement need to have an emotional detachment to handle the things they deal with, but this \u2026 the fact that there\u2019s a trick to escape by capitalizing off of basic human decency is appalling.\n\nI watched as the corpses were extracted from the container. Some had identities \u2014 a runaway from Prime, a thief from Corel \u2014 but some didn\u2019t. A group of children won\u2019t get to be buried with a name.\n\nTrafficking will always be a vile source of revenue as long as people are willing to pay to own another sentient. Many have just accepted this, but I think we are wrong.\n\nWe should never accept this. It\u2019s time to take a stand and stop this insanity: our government, law enforcement and military need to get angry and act on it. We need better scanning techs, and heavier penalties for traffickers and the corrupt officials who facilitate them. We need to do better. Just because the children in those coffins died without an identity doesn\u2019t mean they don\u2019t deserve justice. They deserve it more.\n\nOtherwise, how can we call ourselves civilized?","de_DE":"KEINE WORTE MEHR\n\nLeitartikel\n\nVon Ennis Sobotka\nMitwirkender\n\nIch bin ratlos. In meinen 32 Jahren als Journalist habe ich in allen m\u00f6glichen Umgebungen gearbeitet: den verlassenen Besetzerlagern in Ferron, die zwei Jahre lang an der Front in Charon eingebettet waren, und sogar QuarterDeck f\u00fcr eine letztlich ungenutzte Geschichte \u00fcber Bew\u00e4hrungspolitik. Ich habe versucht, die Situationen zu finden, in denen der menschliche Geist herausgefordert wird, denn diese f\u00fchlen sich an wie die Momente, die uns wirklich als Spezies sowohl positiv als auch negativ definieren k\u00f6nnen.\n\nLetzte Woche sah ich etwas, das mich sprachlos machte. Es hat die ganze Zeit gedauert, bis ich versucht habe, meinen Kopf um die atemberaubende Unmenschlichkeit dessen zu wickeln, was ich gesehen habe.\n\nIch kam von der Hochzeit meines Cousins in Kilian nach Hause. Der Flug war f\u00fcr die meiste Zeit der Reise ziemlich routinem\u00e4\u00dfig gewesen, au\u00dfer der Tatsache, dass ich an der Rezeption ein wenig zu viel gegessen hatte und ein Lebensmittelkoma bek\u00e4mpfte. Kurz nachdem ich das Terra-System betreten hatte, bemerkte ich eine Gruppe von Schiffen, die ein weiteres weit weg von den Fahrspuren jagten, vorbei am Orbitalpfad von Gen. neugierig auf einen Fehler und keinen wirklichen Grund, nach Hause zu eilen, ging ich einen Blick darauf werfen.\n\nAls ich n\u00e4her kam, sah ich, dass es die lokale Polizei war, die ein Transportschiff jagte, das sich als viel flinker erwies, als es aussah. Das verd\u00e4chtige Schiff hatte einen gro\u00dfen externen Frachtcontainer. Sie wich dem sporadischen Waffenfeuer der Polizei aus und drehte sich, bis sie den idealen Moment fand, um ihre Brenner zu treten und einen Sprung davon zu machen. Es schien, als w\u00fcrden sie aus dem System ausbrechen.\n\nDer Zug erwischte die Polizei v\u00f6llig unvorbereitet und f\u00fcr eine Sekunde schien es, als w\u00fcrde der T\u00e4ter sicher entkommen. Das war, bis die Polizeiunterst\u00fctzung auftauchte. Ich hatte sie nicht einmal bemerkt. Sie hatten ihre Unterschrift niedrig genug gehalten, um in die N\u00e4he zu kommen.\n\nAuch der fl\u00fcchtende Transport wurde im letzten Moment realisiert. Jetzt waren ihre M\u00f6glichkeiten ziemlich begrenzt. Ich hatte die ganze Situation fast aufgegeben und dachte, dass sie bald in Gewahrsam sein w\u00fcrden, als sie ihren Frachtcontainer ausstie\u00dfen und einen weiteren Schub f\u00fcr den Sprungpunkt machten.\n\nDer Beh\u00e4lter entl\u00fcftete schnell irgendeine Art von Gas oder so etwas, was dazu f\u00fchrte, dass die Polizei kurzzeitig innehielt.\n\nZwei der Polizeischiffe stellten schnell einen Umkreis um den Container her, der aufgrund des Gasstroms immer noch unregelm\u00e4\u00dfig st\u00fcrzte, w\u00e4hrend der Rest nach dem Verd\u00e4chtigen weiterging. Nach ein paar Minuten ging der Laderaum aus und drehte sich langsam auf der letzten Treibstoffbahn. Kurz darauf kam die Gruppe der Polizeischiffe, die den Verd\u00e4chtigen verfolgt hatten, mit leeren H\u00e4nden zur\u00fcck.\n\nIch konnte sehen, wie die Polizei alle m\u00f6glichen Scans auf der Kiste durchf\u00fchrte. Schlie\u00dflich warteten sie nur darauf, dass eine Towship eintrifft und schleppten den Container zur\u00fcck auf eine Plattform zur Untersuchung. Gl\u00fccklicherweise hatte ich dank eines fr\u00fcheren Einsatzes im lokalen Crime Beat eine Handvoll guter Kontakte innerhalb der Terra System Police and Advocacy. Ich machte ein paar schnelle Kommunikationen und war unten auf der Plattform, als sie fertig waren, sie nach Sprengstoff zu durchsuchen.\n\nIm Nachhinein w\u00fcnschte ich, ich w\u00e4re es nicht gewesen. Sie knackten das Schloss und \u00f6ffneten den Frachtcontainer. Im Inneren befanden sich Reihen von gestapelten Kisten. Jeder von ihnen hatte eine Person darin, die in einer Art Koma lag, aber sie waren jetzt alle tot. Dann wurde mir klar, dass das Gas, das entweicht, sobald der Verd\u00e4chtige die Kapsel ausgeworfen hat, der Sauerstoff war. Der Sklavenh\u00e4ndler lie\u00df der Polizei die Wahl: Fang mich oder rette sechzehn Leben.\n\nMir wurde schlecht. Eine der Polizisten gab mir eine Tasse Wasser. Sie sagte, es nennt sich Dump'n'Jump. Es ist eine ziemlich verbreitete Taktik bei einer bestimmten Art von Sklavenh\u00e4ndler.\n\nEs hat nicht geholfen. Das Wissen, dass dieser Polizeiraum den Vorfall als \"etwas, das passiert\" betrachtete, machte es noch schlimmer. Ich erhalte, dass die meisten Strafverfolgungsbeh\u00f6rden eine emotionale Distanz haben m\u00fcssen, um mit den Dingen umzugehen, mit denen sie es zu tun haben, aber diese.... die Tatsache, dass es einen Trick gibt, um zu entkommen, indem man den grundlegenden menschlichen Anstand ausnutzt, ist schrecklich.\n\nIch beobachtete, wie die Leichen aus dem Container geholt wurden. Einige hatten Identit\u00e4ten - eine Flucht aus Prime, ein Dieb aus Corel - aber andere nicht. Eine Gruppe von Kindern wird nicht mit einem Namen begraben werden.\n\nDer Menschenhandel wird immer eine abscheuliche Einnahmequelle sein, solange die Menschen bereit sind, daf\u00fcr zu bezahlen, dass sie einen anderen Empfindungsgenossen besitzen. Viele haben das gerade erst akzeptiert, aber ich denke, wir liegen falsch.\n\nDas sollten wir nie akzeptieren. Es ist an der Zeit, Stellung zu beziehen und diesen Wahnsinn zu stoppen: Unsere Regierung, die Strafverfolgungsbeh\u00f6rden und das Milit\u00e4r m\u00fcssen w\u00fctend werden und darauf reagieren. Wir brauchen bessere Scantechniker und strengere Strafen f\u00fcr Menschenh\u00e4ndler und die korrupten Beamten, die sie unterst\u00fctzen. Wir m\u00fcssen es besser machen. Nur weil die Kinder in diesen S\u00e4rgen ohne Identit\u00e4t gestorben sind, bedeutet das nicht, dass sie keine Gerechtigkeit verdienen. Sie verdienen es mehr.\n\nWie k\u00f6nnen wir uns sonst zivilisiert nennen?","zh_CN":"NO MORE WORDS\n\n\nEditorial\n\n\n\n\nBy Ennis Sobotka\nContributor\n\n\nI find myself at a loss. In my thirty-two years as a journalist, I\u2019ve worked all sorts of environments: the abandoned squatter camps in Ferron, embedded on the front in Charon for two years, even QuarterDeck for an ultimately unused story about parole policies. I\u2019ve tried to find the situations where the Human spirit is challenged, because those feel like the moments that can really define us as a species in both positive and negative ways.\n\nLast week, I saw something that left me speechless. It\u2019s taken all this time to try to wrap my head around the stunning inhumanity of what I witnessed.\n\nI was returning home from my cousin\u2019s wedding in Kilian. The flight had been pretty routine for most of the trip except for the fact that I had eaten a bit too much at the reception and was fighting off a food coma. Shortly after entering Terra system, I noticed a cluster of ships chasing another far off the traffic lanes, past the orbital path of Gen. Curious to a fault and no real reason to rush home, I went to take a look.\n\nAs I got closer, I saw it was local police chasing a transport ship that was proving to be a lot more nimble than it looked. The suspect ship had a large external cargo container. It evaded the sporadic weapon-fire from the police, twisting until it found the ideal moment to kick its burners and make a dash away. It seemed like they were making a break out of system.\n\nThe move caught the police totally off-guard and for a second it seemed like the offender was sure to escape. That was until the police backup showed up. I hadn\u2019t even noticed them. They had kept their signature low enough to get close.\n\nThe fleeing transport realized at the last moment too. Now their options were running pretty low. I had almost dismissed the entire situation, figuring they would be in custody soon, when they ejected their cargo container and did another push for the jump point.\n\nThe container was rapidly bleeding some kind of gas or something, causing the police to pause momentarily.\n\nTwo of the police ships quickly established a perimeter around the container, which was still tumbling erratically due to the stream of gas, while the rest continued after the suspect. After a few minutes, the cargo box ran out of gas and slowly spun on the last trajectory of propellant. Shortly after, the group of police ships that had pursued the suspect, came back empty-handed.\n\nI could see the police run all sorts of scans on the box. Finally, they just waited for a towship to arrive and tug the container back to a platform for examination. Fortunately, thanks to a previous assignment on the local crime beat, I had a handful of good contacts within the Terra System Police and Advocacy. I made a couple quick comms and was down on the platform by the time they finished sweeping it for explosives.\n\nIn retrospect, I wish I hadn\u2019t been. They cracked the lock and opened the cargo container. Inside, there were rows of stacked crates. Each one had a person inside it, kept in some kind of induced coma, but they were all dead now. Then I realized that the gas escaping once the suspect ejected the pod was the oxygen. The slaver was giving the police a choice: catch me or save sixteen lives.\n\nI felt sick. One of the cops gave me a cup of water. She said it\u2019s called a Dump\u2019n\u2019Jump. It\u2019s a fairly common tactic with a certain breed of slaver.\n\nIt didn\u2019t help. The knowledge that this room of police regarded the incident as \u2018something that happens\u2019 made it worse. I get that most law enforcement need to have an emotional detachment to handle the things they deal with, but this \u2026 the fact that there\u2019s a trick to escape by capitalizing off of basic human decency is appalling.\n\nI watched as the corpses were extracted from the container. Some had identities \u2014 a runaway from Prime, a thief from Corel \u2014 but some didn\u2019t. A group of children won\u2019t get to be buried with a name.\n\nTrafficking will always be a vile source of revenue as long as people are willing to pay to own another sentient. Many have just accepted this, but I think we are wrong.\n\nWe should never accept this. It\u2019s time to take a stand and stop this insanity: our government, law enforcement and military need to get angry and act on it. We need better scanning techs, and heavier penalties for traffickers and the corrupt officials who facilitate them. We need to do better. Just because the children in those coffins died without an identity doesn\u2019t mean they don\u2019t deserve justice. They deserve it more.\n\nOtherwise, how can we call ourselves civilized?"},"links_count":0,"comment_count":233,"created_at":"2014-06-03T00:00:00+00:00","created_at_human":"11 years ago"},"meta":{"processed_at":"2026-05-07 23:10:24","valid_relations":["images","links"],"prev_id":13910,"next_id":13918}}