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Oh, yay.
Latest rape statistics, courtesy of Amnesty International.
Here's a breakdown of the stats. Pay especial attention to the one that states that getting drunk makes it your fault for getting raped.
Devrushka decides to send an e-mail to her male friends for raising awareness about how rape really is a crime and not just a bit of fun that got out of hand. And how it makes no sense to blame the victim.
After all, you refer to rape in the passive tense. You don't say "someone raped her", you say "she was raped".
Women unite, take back the night. And remember that 88% of all rapes are committed by someone you know, not a stranger in an alleyway.
To end this entry on a stronger, more empowering note, check out Sars talking about a war against women. Like Xeney said, "when a woman walks the street at night, she's carrying her most valuable asset with her, the one that everyone wants to steal, like a guy leaving the house with one leg in a cast and a VCR tucked under his arm."
Know why I love Sars so much? She's angry, and not afraid to say so. She understands what it's like to feel helpless, and frustrated, to have it all swirl in your stomach and block your throat, not letting you even scream because it hurts that much to know you can hate so much without having any way to bury your pain. She doesn't care if she comes off as unsympathetic; she doesn't care if she comes off as hostile. She just wants to get her point across, like below:
"Please understand that I have felt that fury, a fury made even more powerful by my own powerlessness, a fury that I have to eat, a fury that won't make anything better for me unless I use it to defend myself, which I might not do successfully, which just feeds the fury until it tickles the back of my throat. Good girls do not daydream about planting a size-nine go-go boot in a man's solar plexus, but good girls get raped and beaten up all the time. So do bad girls. It just isn't fair."
Here's a breakdown of the stats. Pay especial attention to the one that states that getting drunk makes it your fault for getting raped.
Devrushka decides to send an e-mail to her male friends for raising awareness about how rape really is a crime and not just a bit of fun that got out of hand. And how it makes no sense to blame the victim.
After all, you refer to rape in the passive tense. You don't say "someone raped her", you say "she was raped".
Women unite, take back the night. And remember that 88% of all rapes are committed by someone you know, not a stranger in an alleyway.
To end this entry on a stronger, more empowering note, check out Sars talking about a war against women. Like Xeney said, "when a woman walks the street at night, she's carrying her most valuable asset with her, the one that everyone wants to steal, like a guy leaving the house with one leg in a cast and a VCR tucked under his arm."
Know why I love Sars so much? She's angry, and not afraid to say so. She understands what it's like to feel helpless, and frustrated, to have it all swirl in your stomach and block your throat, not letting you even scream because it hurts that much to know you can hate so much without having any way to bury your pain. She doesn't care if she comes off as unsympathetic; she doesn't care if she comes off as hostile. She just wants to get her point across, like below:
"Please understand that I have felt that fury, a fury made even more powerful by my own powerlessness, a fury that I have to eat, a fury that won't make anything better for me unless I use it to defend myself, which I might not do successfully, which just feeds the fury until it tickles the back of my throat. Good girls do not daydream about planting a size-nine go-go boot in a man's solar plexus, but good girls get raped and beaten up all the time. So do bad girls. It just isn't fair."
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"...and then, when I don't respond, that he can kick it up a notch and call me a dyke and call my mother a whore, and I'd like to spin around and grab him by the earlobe and hiss into his face, "Don't FUCKING talk about my mother," and then rip his earlobe clean off his head and throw it into the gutter and make him beg to keep the other one..."
Indeed.
"...But a lot of us, a lot of us, heard that Lorena Bobbit sliced her abusive husband's dick off and thought to ourselves, "Good for her." A lot of us said it out loud. Please understand, I wouldn't advocate cutting an abusive husband's dick off, primarily because it'll just make things worse for you in the long run. But please understand also that I can sympathize with the instinct..."
I remember my reactions. Each one. Including the one I have to thid day. Shame that she had to go that far. Shame that it happens in the first place. More than a shame, but to keep me from being any more wordy, I'll stick with that.
And, I was going to quote that last part as well, but you already did.
More things brought to my attention to thank you for.
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Trying to form words concerning that entire poll is proving to be rather difficult.
I can only think of one thing to say to anyone that answered that it's the woman's fault in certain situations:
...To you, I say I pity you, a person that can lay blame so easily on a victim.
To you I say I am disgusted by you, a person that can turn their back so easily on another in need.
To you I say you are not worthy of my anger, only that it saddens me that people like you are the reason these things still happen.
To you I say I envy you, for never having to know what it's like to go through the blaming yourself, the hating yourself, the pain, the sheer torture the aftermath of rape can bring.
I can't bring myself to be outraged, though I find myself a little angry, and more than a little sad.
Sometimes, my hope that the world is actually changing for the better is cut open by the horrid faces humans can have.
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...There was a really awful study that they did in a college, where 80% of guys said that if they could rape someone and get away with it, they'd do it. I think I hated all humankind for a full month after reading that.