Yesterday, we lost Virginnia Giuffre — a woman who refused to be erased.
Her death is a tragedy not only of one life lost, but of a world still unwilling to protect those it exploits.
Virginnia stood against a machinery of misogynist violence — a world where the suffering of girls and women is currency for the powerful.
She faced a system that traded in the bodies of the vulnerable while cloaking itself in wealth, prestige, and immunity.
She dragged into the light what was never meant to be seen: the brutal economy where girls are groomed, sold, discarded — and the architects of that exploitation wear tailored suits and sit atop empires.
She named what the world tried to forget. She fought what the world tried to excuse.
The distance between those who hold money and those whose bodies are used to fuel it has always been vast. Virginnia, a young girl from working-class roots, was forced into the orbit of billionaires, royalty, and titans of industry who treated human life as disposable.
She survived what they did not consider survival-worthy.
And then — impossibly — she spoke.
The cost was unthinkable.
Virginnia was not only hunted by those she exposed, but by a public eager to turn its gaze elsewhere — to ridicule her, to shame her, to punish her for daring to reveal the grotesque heart of power.
They built systems to silence her. She answered with truth.
Today, as we mourn her death, we must also sit with a terrible knowing:
that many are questioning whether this was suicide — or whether darker forces silenced her for good.
In a world where money launders violence and where those who speak out too loudly are made to disappear, these questions are not paranoia; they are survival instincts.
And we must remember: Virginnia was never alone.
She fought for every girl whose name was never printed.
Every young woman lost in the machinery of abuse.
Every survivor still fighting to be believed.
Every victim whose life was stolen — quietly, brutally — while the world turned its face away.
This system is still alive.
It is harming girls and women at this very moment.
It feeds off poverty, racialization, migration, vulnerability, and trauma.
It thrives when we are silent.
It is not enough to mourn Virginnia.
We must honour her.
Honouring her means dismantling the gilded cages where exploitation is normalized and protected.
It means refusing the false comfort of forgetting.
It means building a world where speaking out is met with safety, with love, with unbreakable solidarity.
At Ending Violence, we know the terrain she crossed — because we walk it with survivors every day.
We know the cost of telling the truth.
We know the violence stitched into the fabric of wealth, patriarchy, and power.
Virginnia Giuffre deserved a world that safeguarded her life.
Every survivor does.
We commit ourselves to building that world — without apology, without delay, with fierce love and unrelenting defiance.
For Virginnia. For all who came before her. For all who will come after.
Rest in power, Virginnia.
We will not forget.
We will not stop
