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Lest the Land fall to whoredom and become full of wickedness: a Bangkok street preacher came to Macon after his mother’s death and discovered her involvement in a sex trafficking ring www.11thHourOnline.com | 25 24 | MARCH 5 - MARCH 18, 2009 espite the circumstances, James Anthony Webb was still characteristically charis- matic, friendly and open on the night of the public viewing of his mother’s body. This half-Vietnamese, native-born American came from Bangkok, Thailand, where he is better known as Brother Tony, a street preacher and mis- sionary. He came to Macon because his mother, Mai Thi Ngoc Trinh, had been hit by a truck and killed. Her birth name, Mai, translates “cherry blossom”. On the Monday following his arrival, February 9, he stood in a funeral home with several of her friends and co-workers, thinking about a building across the street— the Asian massage parlor that she owned before her death, VIP Spa. As the facts of his mother’s occupation and passing were settling in, Webb still warmly greeted the Vietnamese women who said they knew him when he was a little kid growing up in North Carolina. Then he met a Thai girl who’d come with two women he knew to be his mother’s associates. He was almost pleasantly sur- prised to find someone with whom he could speak Thai. After some small talk—what’s your name, where in Thailand are you from, etc.—he showed her a picture of his mother and in Thai asked, “What was she doing?” But the girl refused, telling him, “I can’t answer you on that.” Their conversation ended shortly thereafter when two of his mother’s Vietnamese colleagues put the Thai girl between them. “They wouldn’t let her talk to me anymore,” Webb says. “They’d rather have her away from me because they didn’t speak Thai, and they want to have the author- ity and power to tell her where to sit, who to talk to and who not to talk to.” Trinh was killed on January 31, 2009, as she crossed Newberg Avenue, just a couple blocks from VIP Spa. One witness said Trinh was walking with two women when her dog ran into the street. After calling for him in vain, she went to retrieve him, bent down and stood back up as a 1999 Chevy Tahoe turned left from Pio Nono. The police report says the 72-year-old driver “made contact to an unknown object” then drove to the end of the block before turning around. It was a scene another witness says has been impossible to forget. One of women reportedly with Trinh said she didn’t see anything, and the other denied ever being there. That was among the first of several things that made Webb suspicious. “I had had an inkling of what was going on with mom. I knew she was probably into something that was shady, but I didn’t know what. Everyone talked about her owning a business, like a nail salon.” The next day, at an IHOP with wi-fi, Webb was able to find the articles about his mother’s arrest on July 15, 2008 at Ultimate Spa during the second wave of raids on Asian massage parlors (AMPs). But he says he wasn’t shocked because of the way she and his father raised him. “When I grew up, our house in North Carolina was a house of prostitution,” Webb says. “We lived in a very big house and my dad was just an Army soldier. They paid for it by opening up rooms for people to be coming and going all the time. “My mom loved money. She put money before me, before her family, before everything. In Vietnam, she bought land, big houses, and when she goes back, people almost worship her because she was paying for lots of people’s education, lots of people’s houses. But she’s always been about money first.” When he converted to Christianity, they stopped talking. It wasn’t until a tsunami hit Thailand in 2004 and guilt swept over her that she reached out to him. In early 2005, they finally reconciled. “It was the first time she’d met my wife and seen her grandkids.” Though he preached to her in the hopes she would change, that change never came. He says the surprise wasn’t that his mother was involved with these AMPs, but that, like his adopted country of Thailand, the sex industry had infiltrated and begun to define Macon. “There’s one street in Bangkok where there’s said to be over 200,000 women selling their bodies a week. Just on one street alone,” Webb explains. “I just couldn’t believe how bad it was on Pio Nono. I live where it starts, so I recognize it when I see it.” ai Trinh was due in court last week, scheduled for her first court appear- ance since police picked her up with Muoi Thi Huynh Wheless, 65, at Ultimate Spa and charged with Keeping a House of Prostitution. “In Vietnamese culture, everything is done like family whether it is blood or not. Everyone is an aunt or an uncle,” Webb says. “I believe Muoi (Wheless) is the big aunt, the elder of this group. She and my mother were close.” Assistant Solicitor General Rebecca Grist couldn’t comment on the specifics of the cases at Ultimate Spa and VIP Spa because they are still open. In fact, most of the cases from the raids last summer have not gone to trial yet and won’t for another couple of months. A few have plea-bargained or are in the process of it. A few of the defendants have disappeared completely. “There’s a chance that they will still appear, but I have had some attorneys say they have lost contact with those clients,” Grist says, noting that other cases involving immigrants will experience the same thing. Experts list frequent moving around as a tale-tell sign that women are being trafficked. Though not a definitive por- trait, when Trinh was arrested in July 2008, she listed her address as 178 Brockton Dr., Fayetteville, NC—the same used by Muoi Wheless, her co-defendant from Ultimate Spa. At the time of her death, Webb says she was living at 1212 Newberg Avenue and had been in Macon for at least a year, but her address was listed in San Pablo, CA. “When I heard she was moving to Georgia, I thought, ‘Whoa, what’s hap- pened to her?” Webb recalls, “Maybe she’s gotten out of it. Maybe she’s gotten tired of this life. Maybe she’s trying to settle down.’ Then I saw Pio Nono Avenue and it’s just full of it—full of spas and saunas and those types of places.” Last March, an English language weekly tabloid, the Pattaya People Paper, published full-color photos of a bloodied but resolute Brother Tony on their cover. Inside, it told the story of his trip to Pattaya, a city outside of Bangkok that has been a destination for tourists looking for sex since US servicemen made it famous in the 1960s. According to the publication, as he and five other evangelical missionaries preached their Christian message, one self-professed Buddhist took offense and assaulted Webb, landing 10 punches as he screamed out, “I will kill you in the name of my god!” The assailant then attacked another preacher, 23-year-old Henry Thompson. The article praised them both for literally turning the other cheek. At other times in his life, Webb most certainly would’ve struck back. Trained in Muay Thai, a violent flurry of kicks, punches, elbows and knees, Webb once fought under the name Tony Sasiprapagym. “I had a lot of hate built up. I was a mean person,” he says. “With my mom, there was always some kind of illegal business going on. Then I got into martial arts, into fighting, in Thailand and saw all that stuff, but I was never phased by it. I grew up with it. “The same thing is in fighting; there are slaves in boxing gear. They take these kids at a young age and make them fight then they sell them to these different camps. I used to think it was cool—like, ‘Wow, look at all this gladiator stuff!’You forget, these are human beings. People need help; they need to be rescued.” Having had enough of that lifestyle, Webb went on a spiritual quest “seeking for the God of Now—is there a god who can answer my prayers now? So I went to the temple to talk to the abbot. Across the street was a mosque, a Muslim mosque.” Unsatisfied, he met a Christian preacher with a pamphlet about Mark 11:24 – “It was that last part, ‘when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you shall have them.’ That’s what got me.” he last time Webb saw his mother things did not end on a good note. They had stayed in touch until late in 2007, making semi-regular visits that always ended with a little friction. Eventually, Trinh had grown tired of Webb’s efforts to convert her. By his esti- mate, they hadn’t talked in over a year when he received the news of her death. “She didn’t want to hear it,” he says. In a story about the difficulty of locating the owners of massage parlors, on October 5, 2008, Telegraph writer Travis Fain quoted Trinh, as an employee of VIP Spa, who said that the owner Thuy Lawler was on vacation in Vietnam and wouldn’t return for months. “There was one article where my mom actually told who used to own VIP Spa, and that could’ve gotten her in trou- ble because they try to keep all that in secret,” Webb says. Driving from Minnesota, brothers Henry Thompson—who was with Webb in Pattaya—and Jack Thompson came to help. The first two nights, they stayed in the house at 1212 Newberg Avenue. Webb believed initially that they were simply staying with his mother’s Vietnamese roommate, who he identified as “Rose” Cochran, and her friends, including a man named James Wheless, the husband of Muoi Thi Huynh Wheless, the woman arrested with Trinh on July 15, 2008. Webb also claims Cochran tried to give him $1000. He refused, asking what it was for. “I knew something was wrong with it. It was all in $20s, but she tried to tell me a story with it, ‘Oh your mother loved you. She wanted you to have it.’ “My mother’s former husband, a Vietnamese man named Thai Tran, told me later, ‘That money actually belongs to your mother. Don’t think they’ve given you something as a gift.’ He said she’d left a bunch of cash over there, and ‘they’re not giving that cash back to you, Tony. That spa, your mom used to own it. She bought it from the owner and they still got her money.’ It wasn’t until I heard James Wheless and Thai Tran talking that I started to get really suspicious.” Webb’s suspicions carry a conspirato- rial tone, but seem to have some weight with those familiar with the neighborhood surrounding the Pio Nono spas. One man who works in the area says he’s seen the same Asian man at three dif- ferent massage parlors and at 1212 Newberg Avenue, a residence he first noted because of the Mercedes parked in front. “You don’t see that many of them in this neighborhood,” he said, noting it wasn’t long before he made the connec- tion with the spas. “So, I have a pretty good idea of what is going on in them, but as long as they don’t bother me, I don’t care.” The aforementioned Asian man may have made an appearance at Trinh’s view- ing, according to Webb. “There was one character who was dressed in a long, black trench coat, a Vietnamese man with a mustache. He did not talk to anybody, nor did he talk at all. He was a scary individual; the kind of person you knew was dangerous. He may have been the one driving the Mercedes- Benz we saw parked at the viewing.” Without missing a beat, he says, “The dark side of human nature, I’m from there. But I did not know it was as bad as it is in Georgia. People are being traf- ficked and there’s bad money being made. There are human beings who are being hurt, who are being slaves, who are dam- aged, who need our help. I have two daughters myself and if they got kid- napped and trapped in that, I would want someone to set them free. People have been enslaved, tricked and trapped into this kind of job.” He says he plans to come back. When he does, he wants to gather people from all over the city and all walks of life to picket and preach outside the spas. But he’s aware that, even in the church, that would be a tall order to fill—almost par- ticularly hard here. “I asked someone, ‘What’s the church situation like around here?’ And he said, ‘There’s like 3,500 churches but if you look around, nobody is doing any- thing.’ That’s exactly it. Everybody’s too busy having a social club in their four walls of the church—it’s not just in Georgia, it’s all over the world. Christians just aren’t doing what the Lord said to do. Christians are to be active. “People need to know what’s going on in those places on Pio Nono Avenue. If they’d just get involved, those places will have to move on or close down. If the truth gets out, people will start asking questions. That darkness will be exposed by the light.” STOP Trafficking: A Call to End 21st Century Slavery will take place from March 19-20 in Willingham Hall at Mercer University. Related events will take place Tuesday and Wednesday free of chare and the organizers urge the public to come. For more details, go to www.Mercer.edu/stop by CHRIS HORNE D He says the surprise wasn’t that his mother was involved with these AMPs, but that, like his adopted country of Thailand, the sex indus- try had infiltrated and begun to define Macon. M T This half-Vietnamese, native-born American came from Bangkok, Thailand, where he is bet- ter known as Brother Tony, a street preacher and missionary.

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Brother Tony, a street preacher in Thailand, lost his mother in Macon, Georgia, after she was hit by a truck. They had their differences. He was a devout Christian and his mother peddled sin. But it wasn't until he arrived in Macon that he understood the extent of which.

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Lest the Landfall to whoredomand become fullof wickedness:a Bangkok street preacher came to

Macon after his mother’s death and

discovered her involvement in a sex

trafficking ring

www.11thHourOnline.com | 2524 | MARCH 5 - MARCH 18, 2009

espite the circumstances, James AnthonyWebb was still characteristically charis-matic, friendly and open on the night ofthe public viewing of his mother’s body.

This half-Vietnamese, native-bornAmerican came from Bangkok, Thailand, where he isbetter known as Brother Tony, a street preacher and mis-sionary. He came to Macon because his mother, Mai ThiNgoc Trinh, had been hit by a truck and killed. Her birthname, Mai, translates “cherry blossom”.

On the Monday following his arrival, February 9, hestood in a funeral home with several of her friends andco-workers, thinking about a building across the street—the Asian massage parlor that she owned before herdeath, VIP Spa.

As the facts of his mother’s occupation and passingwere settling in, Webb still warmly greeted theVietnamese women who said they knew him when he

was a little kid growing up in North Carolina. Then hemet a Thai girl who’d come with two women he knew tobe his mother’s associates. He was almost pleasantly sur-prised to find someone with whom he could speak Thai.

After some small talk—what’s your name, where inThailand are you from, etc.—he showed her a picture ofhis mother and in Thai asked, “What was she doing?”But the girl refused, telling him, “I can’t answer you onthat.” Their conversation ended shortly thereafter whentwo of his mother’s Vietnamese colleagues put the Thaigirl between them.

“They wouldn’t let her talk to me anymore,” Webbsays. “They’d rather have her away from me becausethey didn’t speak Thai, and they want to have the author-ity and power to tell her where to sit, who to talk to andwho not to talk to.”

Trinh was killed on January 31, 2009, as she crossedNewberg Avenue, just a couple blocks from VIP Spa.One witness said Trinh was walking with two womenwhen her dog ran into the street. After calling for him invain, she went to retrieve him, bent down and stood backup as a 1999 Chevy Tahoe turned left from Pio Nono.

The police report says the 72-year-old driver “madecontact to an unknown object” then drove to the end ofthe block before turning around. It was a scene anotherwitness says has been impossible to forget.

One of women reportedly with Trinh said she didn’t seeanything, and the other denied ever being there. That wasamong the first of several things that made Webb suspicious.

“I had had an inkling of what was going on withmom. I knew she was probably into something that wasshady, but I didn’t know what. Everyone talked about herowning a business, like a nail salon.”

The next day, at an IHOP with wi-fi, Webb was ableto find the articles about his mother’s arrest on July 15,2008 at Ultimate Spa during the second wave of raids onAsian massage parlors (AMPs).

But he says he wasn’t shocked because of the wayshe and his father raised him.

“When I grew up, our house in North Carolina was ahouse of prostitution,” Webb says. “We lived in a verybig house and my dad was just an Army soldier. Theypaid for it by opening up rooms for people to be comingand going all the time.

“My mom loved money. She put money before me,before her family, before everything. In Vietnam, shebought land, big houses, and when she goes back, peoplealmost worship her because she was paying for lots ofpeople’s education, lots of people’s houses. But she’salways been about money first.”

When he converted to Christianity, they stoppedtalking. It wasn’t until a tsunami hit Thailand in 2004and guilt swept over her that she reached out to him. Inearly 2005, they finally reconciled.

“It was the first time she’d met my wife and seenher grandkids.”

Though he preached to her in the hopes she wouldchange, that change never came. He says the surprisewasn’t that his mother was involved with these AMPs,but that, like his adopted country of Thailand, the sexindustry had infiltrated and begun to define Macon.

“There’s one street in Bangkok where there’s said tobe over 200,000 women selling their bodies a week. Juston one street alone,” Webb explains. “I just couldn’tbelieve how bad it was on Pio Nono. I live where itstarts, so I recognize it when I see it.”

ai Trinh was due in courtlast week, scheduled forher first court appear-ance since police pickedher up with Muoi Thi

Huynh Wheless, 65, at Ultimate Spa andcharged with Keeping a House ofProstitution.

“In Vietnamese culture, everything isdone like family whether it is blood or not.Everyone is an aunt or an uncle,” Webbsays. “I believe Muoi (Wheless) is the bigaunt, the elder of this group. She and mymother were close.”

Assistant Solicitor General RebeccaGrist couldn’t comment on the specificsof the cases at Ultimate Spa and VIP Spabecause they are still open. In fact, mostof the cases from the raids last summerhave not gone to trial yet and won’t foranother couple of months. A few haveplea-bargained or are in the process of it.A few of the defendants have disappearedcompletely.

“There’s a chance that they will stillappear, but I have had some attorneys saythey have lost contact with those clients,”Grist says, noting that other cases involvingimmigrants will experience the same thing.

Experts list frequent moving aroundas a tale-tell sign that women are beingtrafficked. Though not a definitive por-trait, when Trinh was arrested in July2008, she listed her address as 178Brockton Dr., Fayetteville, NC—the sameused by Muoi Wheless, her co-defendantfrom Ultimate Spa. At the time of herdeath, Webb says she was living at 1212Newberg Avenue and had been in Maconfor at least a year, but her address waslisted in San Pablo, CA.

“When I heard she was moving toGeorgia, I thought, ‘Whoa, what’s hap-pened to her?” Webb recalls, “Maybeshe’s gotten out of it. Maybe she’s gottentired of this life. Maybe she’s trying tosettle down.’ Then I saw Pio NonoAvenue and it’s just full of it—full of spasand saunas and those types of places.”

Last March, an English languageweekly tabloid, the Pattaya People Paper,published full-color photos of a bloodiedbut resolute Brother Tony on their cover.Inside, it told the story of his trip toPattaya, a city outside of Bangkok thathas been a destination for tourists lookingfor sex since US servicemen made itfamous in the 1960s.

According to the publication, as heand five other evangelical missionariespreached their Christian message, oneself-professed Buddhist took offense andassaulted Webb, landing 10 punches as hescreamed out, “I will kill you in the nameof my god!” The assailant then attackedanother preacher, 23-year-old HenryThompson. The article praised them bothfor literally turning the other cheek.

At other times in his life, Webb mostcertainly would’ve struck back. Trained inMuay Thai, a violent flurry of kicks,punches, elbows and knees, Webb oncefought under the name Tony Sasiprapagym.

“I had a lot of hate built up. I was amean person,” he says. “With my mom,there was always some kind of illegalbusiness going on. Then I got into martialarts, into fighting, in Thailand and saw allthat stuff, but I was never phased by it. Igrew up with it.

“The same thing is in fighting; thereare slaves in boxing gear. They take thesekids at a young age and make them fightthen they sell them to these differentcamps. I used to think it was cool—like,‘Wow, look at all this gladiator stuff!’ Youforget, these are human beings. Peopleneed help; they need to be rescued.”

Having had enough of that lifestyle,Webb went on a spiritual quest “seekingfor the God of Now—is there a god whocan answer my prayers now? So I went tothe temple to talk to the abbot. Across thestreet was a mosque, a Muslim mosque.”Unsatisfied, he met a Christian preacherwith a pamphlet about Mark 11:24 – “Itwas that last part, ‘when you pray, believethat you receive them, and you shall havethem.’ That’s what got me.”

he last time Webb saw hismother things did not end ona good note. They had stayedin touch until late in 2007,making semi-regular visits

that always ended with a little friction.Eventually, Trinh had grown tired ofWebb’s efforts to convert her. By his esti-mate, they hadn’t talked in over a yearwhen he received the news of her death.

“She didn’t want to hear it,” he says.In a story about the difficulty of

locating the owners of massage parlors,on October 5, 2008, Telegraph writerTravis Fain quoted Trinh, as an employeeof VIP Spa, who said that the owner ThuyLawler was on vacation in Vietnam andwouldn’t return for months.

“There was one article where mymom actually told who used to own VIPSpa, and that could’ve gotten her in trou-ble because they try to keep all that insecret,” Webb says.

Driving from Minnesota, brothersHenry Thompson—who was with Webbin Pattaya—and Jack Thompson came tohelp. The first two nights, they stayed inthe house at 1212 Newberg Avenue. Webbbelieved initially that they were simply

staying with his mother’s Vietnameseroommate, who he identified as “Rose”Cochran, and her friends, including a mannamed James Wheless, the husband ofMuoi Thi Huynh Wheless, the womanarrested with Trinh on July 15, 2008.

Webb also claims Cochran tried togive him $1000. He refused, asking whatit was for.

“I knew something was wrong withit. It was all in $20s, but she tried to tellme a story with it, ‘Oh your mother lovedyou. She wanted you to have it.’

“My mother’s former husband, aVietnamese man named Thai Tran, toldme later, ‘That money actually belongs toyour mother. Don’t think they’ve givenyou something as a gift.’ He said she’dleft a bunch of cash over there, and‘they’re not giving that cash back to you,Tony. That spa, your mom used to own it.She bought it from the owner and theystill got her money.’ It wasn’t until I heardJames Wheless and Thai Tran talking thatI started to get really suspicious.”

Webb’s suspicions carry a conspirato-rial tone, but seem to have some weightwith those familiar with the neighborhoodsurrounding the Pio Nono spas.

One man who works in the area sayshe’s seen the same Asian man at three dif-ferent massage parlors and at 1212Newberg Avenue, a residence he first notedbecause of the Mercedes parked in front.

“You don’t see that many of them inthis neighborhood,” he said, noting itwasn’t long before he made the connec-tion with the spas. “So, I have a prettygood idea of what is going on in them,but as long as they don’t bother me, Idon’t care.”

The aforementioned Asian man mayhave made an appearance at Trinh’s view-ing, according to Webb.

“There was one character who wasdressed in a long, black trench coat, aVietnamese man with a mustache. He didnot talk to anybody, nor did he talk at all.He was a scary individual; the kind of

person you knew was dangerous. He mayhave been the one driving the Mercedes-Benz we saw parked at the viewing.”

Without missing a beat, he says, “Thedark side of human nature, I’m fromthere. But I did not know it was as bad asit is in Georgia. People are being traf-ficked and there’s bad money being made.There are human beings who are beinghurt, who are being slaves, who are dam-aged, who need our help. I have twodaughters myself and if they got kid-napped and trapped in that, I would wantsomeone to set them free. People havebeen enslaved, tricked and trapped intothis kind of job.”

He says he plans to come back.When he does, he wants to gather peoplefrom all over the city and all walks of lifeto picket and preach outside the spas. Buthe’s aware that, even in the church, thatwould be a tall order to fill—almost par-ticularly hard here.

“I asked someone, ‘What’s thechurch situation like around here?’ Andhe said, ‘There’s like 3,500 churches butif you look around, nobody is doing any-thing.’ That’s exactly it. Everybody’s toobusy having a social club in their fourwalls of the church—it’s not just inGeorgia, it’s all over the world. Christiansjust aren’t doing what the Lord said to do.Christians are to be active.

“People need to know what’s goingon in those places on Pio Nono Avenue. Ifthey’d just get involved, those places willhave to move on or close down. If thetruth gets out, people will start askingquestions. That darkness will be exposedby the light.”

STOP Trafficking: A Call to End 21stCentury Slavery will take place fromMarch 19-20 in Willingham Hall atMercer University. Related events willtake place Tuesday and Wednesday free ofchare and the organizers urge the publicto come. For more details, go towww.Mercer.edu/stop

by CHRIS HORNE

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He says the surprisewasn’t that his motherwas involved with theseAMPs, but that, like hisadopted country ofThailand, the sex indus-try had infiltrated andbegun to define Macon.

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This half-Vietnamese,native-born American

came from Bangkok,Thailand, where he is bet-

ter known as BrotherTony, a street preacher

and missionary.