Mr. Goosdeel affirmed that this situation shows that in order to be able to deal with future disasters, it is necessary to quickly change the perception that drugs are not a problem of only one person, but that it is affecting people. community at large in more ways. In the report, EMCDDA warned that drug addicts now have access to a wider range of drugs, with higher purity. In 2020 alone, 46 new drugs were discovered in the European Union (EU). In the context of many countries imposing restrictive measures to prevent and control the COVID-19 epidemic, whereby, discos and bars must close at night, reducing the drugs used on special occasions. parties such as ecstasy, consumption of some has increased significantly, especially the purchase and sale of the compound benzodiazepine, often prescribed for sedation. In addition, the EMCDDA report also noted that the authorities had seized a record amount of cocaine in 2019, with 213 tons, much higher than 177 tons in 2018, and the number of people who had to detox for the first time as well. Strongly increasing.

Two smugglers are sitting in the car with two migrants – who want to illegally cross into the US in the back seat. The target group will use that steel pole as a temporary ladder to lift two people who want to cross the wall and enter the United States. Each week, tens of thousands of people migrate to the United States, mostly unaccompanied minors. The increase in the number of migrants once again overwhelms the unprepared immigration system of the United States, which has faced over the years but has not yet addressed its dilemma – shortages. Equipment facilities, overcrowded refugee zones … That’s the consequence of a flourishing illegal trafficking activity again in this area. The border wall at the US-Mexico border separates El Paso, Texas and Ciudad Júarez, Mexico. Bringing smuggled migrants – a lucrative “business” industry The two smugglers mentioned above are brothers. They are the guys who specialize in bringing people into America with the help of his brother’s 14-year-old son. There is very little data available to accurately quantify the number of migrants who use the services of smugglers to take the journey they think will change their lives. But most experts agree that many have used a smuggler for at least part of their journey, in ways that can vary from taking a taxi between towns to a full package. migrate. According to a 2018 report by the United Nations Office on Drugs and Crime estimated that more than 800,000 migrants from around the world illegally crossed into Mexico and since then, smuggled or attempted to find your way into the US each year, based on a review of data from 2014 and 2015. Only a small fraction of migrants avoid being arrested before reaching their final destination in the United States, despite the hefty fees paid to make the trip. According to the report, costs can range from a few hundred dollars to tens of thousands of dollars depending on a number of factors, largely based on the total distance of the journey and how many borders need to be crossed. This amount can leave migrants penniless, many of them migrating in the first place due to extreme poverty in their country of origin. The UN report estimates that business attempting to bring people into Mexico and the United States illegally is worth about $ 4 billion a year, according to data from 2014 and 2015. A woman and three young children race toward a wall on the US-Mexico border in Ciudad Júarez, Mexico. Locations of cartel bosses According to investigative documents, a large portion of the money spent on smuggling will fall into the hands of organized crime, especially in Mexico. Victor Manjarrez, former Head of Border Patrol in El Paso, Texas, said: “Human smuggling is a multimillion-dollar industry and I would venture to guess it was moving toward an industry. billion USD. Manjarrez says organized crime groups have used the money to create sophisticated smuggling networks that, in some cases, operate across the country. “It’s almost like a Fortune 500 company tackling their supply chain,” he said. It is a ruthless business, people migrate as commodities, not people, and they are certainly exploited. ” One of the brothers interviewed by CNN, the Ciudad Júarez smuggler said he was recruited for the job after moving to his home on the border. “Some people asked me if I wanted to join, and I said yes. That’s why I’m here.” In this case, the “guys” he alluded to were members of the Júarez gang – one of Mexico’s oldest and most powerful organized crime groups – whose smugglers said they worked on duty. continued. The two brothers told CNN, each migrant must pay $ 2,000 to cross the border here. The smugglers then receive a salary, or commission for their work. It’s a system that operates across the US-Mexico border. Traffickers who operate in these areas almost always operate in one of two ways – working directly for the gang in charge of that individual or working independently but paying the gang a tax to get it. the right to transit the above smuggling line. “Most smugglers engage in complex activities either get to know each other due to kinship or friendship, or have entered into ad hoc partnerships with larger, well-resourced groups. more “, according to a 2018 United Nations report. US President Joe Biden has stopped building the US – Mexico border wall. Go north Tens of thousands of migrants have fled their homeland in Central America for a multitude of reasons, poverty and corruption continue to rage in countries like Honduras, and food insecurity is on the rise. like Guatemala, and gang violence continues to pervade El Salvador. Two major Category 4 hurricanes also hit the region late last year, destroying social infrastructure, and the COVID-19 pandemic continuing to devastate troubled regional economies. Stories of rape and abuse often occur in migrant areas along the border. Psychologist Claudia Grisel Villalobos Esparza, who works at Nohemí Álvarez Quillay, a shelter for unaccompanied minors in Ciudad Júarez, said. The families of the smugglers, led by the two brothers, told CNN they have heard of so many cases of abuse. They even brought up smugglers who, a few weeks earlier, had released two children across a border wall not far from their home – a case that caused a stir in America. While it is not possible to verify how they treat migrants, even if they treat migrants well, it is not for the sake of migrants. According to experts such as the psychologist at Ciudad Júarez, each time they are compensated for their work, these employees help maintain a system of kidnappings, rape, extortion, and even Murderous lice are rampant. While extensive data quantifying the specific threats migrants face smugglers is not available, the Human Rights First report released last month reported at least 492 attacks. public and abduction of asylum seekers. A 2017 report by Medicins San Frontieres found that nearly a third of the women migrating from Mexico interviewed had experienced some form of sexual abuse on their journey north, nearly 70% of all. interviewed had experienced violence in some form. The last stage of the journey CNN chose to document the smuggler’s progress to shed light on what’s happening along the daily border as the immigration debate is taking place within the United States. Returning to the blue sedan incident, after plunging from a side street, it stopped a few hundred meters on the road in front of us. The two men stepped out and went to get the makeshift ladder, which is the iron bar tied to the side mirror. The smugglers were looking for a good spot to try and cross, then they told us, a site where the US Border Patrol would be too far away to catch them. About 10 minutes drive, the sedan stops along a stretch of highway. One of the smugglers got out of the car with two migrants, one of whom grabbed a makeshift ladder, the border wall about 500 meters away. A quick dash off the road and the trio entered the sandy desert that was the hallmark of this arid landscape. The group of people forward, dragging the metal ladder, behind the exhausted gasp of migrants is the sound of the smuggler’s occasional instruction: “Get lower!” He screamed at one point when a Border Patrol truck drove across the border. Halfway through the wall, the group took a break, and we only had about 30 seconds to talk to the migrants. They are Ecuadorian, one man and woman, 18 and 20 years old, with nothing but clothes on their backs and two bottles of water. They have paid smugglers thousands of dollars to get there, and they hope to find work in South Texas. But the only way they could do it was to get past the wall. After gazing intently at a small bush, looking for any signs of law enforcement, the smuggler signaled it was time to push the final wall. Crouching in a low run, they made the final distance in about a minute. The 18-year-old then lifts the ladder and the smuggler helps him hook one end to the end of the fence, the ladder curves over the wall like a candy. The young man threw both bottles of water over the fence and immediately took the ladder, shaking hands quickly until it reached the top of the 15-20 feet high wall. He quickly lowered himself to the other side, dropped into what looked like an unused construction site, and then it was the young woman’s turn. Just a little slower, she did the same thing. They both passed through the desert on the other side and the traffickers were back on the highway. To the two migrants, there seems to be little plan on what to do next, confused and overwhelmed, both running towards an uncertain future. There is only a bit of desert on that side of the wall. Yes, they have made it to America, but far from the end of their journey, they obviously have a lot left to answer: Where are they going? What will they do? How will they make money? What if they are caught by immigration? These are questions that we cannot answer. For smugglers, those are immaterial queries – very simple in fact. They don’t know what happened to them on the other side and don’t really want to know. Their job is to get them over the wall and that’s it.

Yet we kept growing up like blowing. Yet, we kept singing and singing, bringing with them our dreams of dedicating our youth to our homeland and the country. I came from Phu Tho hometown to Hanoi to study at a pedagogical college. He is from Hai Duong, an air defense army station, stationed on Yen Bai. Illustrations: QUANG CUONG. We met on a night train. Later he kept teasing me: “That train was a storm train, also a train of destiny”. Our daughters got up from Hanoi station, so they have decent seats. The more you went back and forth, the more crowded the ship was, because the ladies who were traveling in business loaded the goods with them. The wagon is packed with people and sacks like a mortar. Arriving at Huong Canh station, someone was seated on the roof of the train. He and his friend, two soldiers in blue, climbed through the window of the train, just as the train jerked, shifting gear. So the two of them fell right into our group of girls. All the beautiful and fresh mouths every day suddenly became twisted and screamed. He and his friends were in a panic, always saying “sorry, sorry”, hands and back turned around the swollen toad backpack. How sweet is it, his hand reaches my chest. I cowered, my face was as red as the flag color. He does not seem to know anything, asking permission to put his backpack under my seat and ask for permission to stand next to me, close to my knees. It was dark, and the light on the ceiling of the car was pale yellow, radiating an insufficient light out of the mesh surrounding it … The bumps, when strong when the train shook, sometimes lightly when the train shook, kept making my legs numb. Then the smell of a man, the smell that I have not known before, it lingers around my head around my chest. It smells of smoke, it smells of honey, it smells like a chick … I swallowed hard, turned to face the window of the train, mumbled idle songs … He asked me about my hometown, studying onions, brothers in the house … I kept answering like a machine. It even seemed like giving the lesson in an interview with the teacher of the subject “Teaching Method”. We broke up at Vu On station, I got off the train to return to my hometown, and he continued on to the unit. Back then, there were cell phones like now. Just keep in mind each other’s home address and inbox. Even though it is strange, everyone and even I used to tell the truth about where I came from when I first got acquainted. But somehow that day, I “confessed” to him. Is he a soldier like my father. The soldier is easy to make people believe! Then two years of correspondence and travel, I finished the program for three years and graduated. Thinking that the teacher loves the soldier, what’s the point? That is the model of the future family of many people desire. Especially when the lyrics of the song say: “… Fire you up on the high hill, hitting the American enemy’s head / the pulpit in the deep underground, you are also a soldier …” really touched our hearts. Even though the US and Vietnam have normalized their diplomatic relations two years ago when I graduated. But who expected, it was the character of the soldiers in a battle that almost broke us. My father, who was a senior officer in the military army, definitely did not marry a girl to someone that far away! That day going back from Phu Tho to Hai Duong was determined. Dad said, the bridge is so deep, it looks like you have lost your daughter? He gave birth to him, an officer commanding a commando company, with medals filled with drawers, fiercely demanding that he marry in his hometown, because he is the eldest son, and is the head of a large surname. Wives from the same hometown and farming can easily take care of the important affairs of the lineages and the family. He brought me back to the countryside under their cold glances. I brought him back to his hometown in consideration of the neighbors. Three years passed, we tried to persuade, but not shake the children. Sometimes we think that, if we just stay together, have a baby, then our grandparents and grandchildren will accept it. But that day, the story of unmarried but having a baby is a terrible incident. I am a teacher again! I teach in Viet Tri city. He seldom returns to his hometown. Every time he takes a vacation or takes time to take advantage of, he jumps the train from Yen Bai to school to visit me. Every time he comes back, he always has a few wild banana flowers on his backpack. The flowers were bright red as flag colors, arrogant. The banana flower is put in a jar of clean, fresh water for up to three or four weeks. Surely, he wanted to tell me about the iron, or the freshness of his love for me. When I received flowers, I kept thinking about the color of my face on the train when he got the right chest, so my face was always blushing like the color of the flag … The day I was at the pedagogical school in Hanoi, I saw my room decoration With wild banana flowers, many of the classmates kept laughing … The capital lacked anything beautiful, but played banana flowers, and the forest was there. I just laughed, the more he loved him to cherish and preserve flowers on those bustling ships! Seeing me frown because I’m worried about the future, my mother loves me very much. At one point, I overheard my mother say to my father: “I should relax with you, sometimes!”. Ba said sharply: “It cannot be! The soldier must be decisive. That is the way to win the enemy!”. Mother whispered: “Well, you should watch it again. In the past, you firmly fought the US, now the state has established a new relationship with America … But this is my daughter, is the enemy invading?” where?”. Three silently did not say anything more. At his house, his teacher insisted on not visiting my house, even though he pleaded five times seven times. Then it was the determination of his teacher that made my father feel narcissistic. He said to my mother: “You see, they have been together for five or six years, but their family doesn’t care about your children. If you leave your children in the house so contemptuously, will you be happy? ”Hearing Dad say that, I was happy silently, so he also had a certain change. On his side, he once threatened: – I do not agree to let us get married, I will go out to the army! – Huh, the soldier’s son, has soldier’s personality. You leave the army, you know what to do? – I wear you, I go to work abroad or I go to the South to do business. – Hmm, just take it slowly! As a soldier, you have to know how to calculate it later! He said, so he also somewhat went into the water! I believe you, even if you tell me to please, I still believe. My belief is still like the first day I met you on that stormy ship! The two former officers kept tense together like that, forcing new-era officers to have a righteous opinion. He also wore the rank of lieutenant. He told me very firmly but with a humorous voice: – Honey, we love each other for a long time, waiting for the two leaders of the two families to be less determined, we will miss our youth. The law of our country does not require two people to register their marriage with witnesses! There is also no rule that a married couple must have the full two surnames! We go to the People’s Committee of the ward where you teach and register your marriage. I asked the unit to go back to my school, we get married at school! Before organizing, we go back to our hometown to report to the heads, as it is already done! I agree with you! Of course I follow you. Holding the marriage registration form in hand, I went back to my hometown to go to my parents. My dad snickered, huffed for an hour, then turned to hissing at once at three pipe tobacco. Later, I heard the story of him, when he brought a marriage certificate back to his mother. His teacher tightened his mouth to hear everything he said, then uttered two words “you are good!”. Our wedding took place two weeks later. The skillful teachers have made the school hall bright. The young soldiers with words made the atmosphere of the wedding surprisingly youthful. My parents and his teacher also invited some family representatives to come to us. Looking at my young mother in an ao dai, standing next to the girls, the uncle was originally a retired school teacher and I almost didn’t recognize my mother. The most funny thing is that my mother kept saying to the uncles and aunts: “Well, God will not bear the earth, and the earth will suffer, grandparents!”. The two “heads” are our two fathers solemnly in white uniforms, with full trophies. Handshake hands, mouth to greet the guests, but when looking at each other, he is still afraid. Our wedding is definitely not like any wedding. That difference, perhaps only I have. These flowers are decorated from outside the school gate to the school, and are wild banana flowers. The young soldiers and his friends must have been doing a great job fetching flowers for the past few days. The jars, vases, the jars, the systems, the five flowers, the place where the flowers are, the place seven flowers … raced as if overflowing to welcome guests. The wild banana flowers were red like the colors of flags, red as if they were drawn from the trunk of the tree, but red. Leaning postures, straight postures … all exuding resilience and drasticness. The resilience and drasticness of the soldier in difficult places. And the flower color exuded the freshness and stability like a soldier’s soul and will. The flower body is sturdy, straightforward, but the petals spread out are both soft and tolerant … I was happy, thinking about the days to come, I will be attached to three soldiers who are tough, straightforward, and soft like the wild flowers burning in the color of flags, flying in front of me …