Ich bin immer noch fassungslos, dass so etwas in unseren Zeiten immer noch passieren kann.
Die arme Frau.
[T]hanks to the great work of Feminists everywhere, we all know that image [of rape] is a lot more diverse and nuanced—something that in turn makes it much easier for us to put away creeps for a long time without that pesky “evidence” they’re always asking for. We still have, like, a really long way to go, however—many people still don’t think it’s rape if the woman regrets it the morning after (I’m not even kidding—these people EXIST); (…)
There is one aspect of rape that’s like not addressed enough though, maybe because it’s quite rare. I call it “Reverse Rape” and no, that doesn’t mean a woman raping a man because that can’t happen—men can’t be raped because men are the oppressors—no, reverse rape refers to the rare times when a man refuses to have sex with a woman.
I was raped last week. I was drinking a Frappie and feeling empowered at a local café here in Boston when…
Es braucht starke Nerven, das fürchterliche Erlebnis der Frau ganz zu Ende zu lesen, aber ich empfehle es. Man(n) sollte wissen, was in der Welt so vorgeht, was sich eigentlich keiner vorstellen kann.