Rape Culture.
“In short, rape apologism shifts. When it’s a “date rape” people will say “how do we know she didn’t consent? It’s not like she’s covered in bruises.” When she’s covered in bruises, the victim in question will simply “like it rough.” When the woman is unconscious and therefore can’t just “like it rough,” she will be accused of misidentifying her attacker, or people will argue “well, she didn’t say no.” When she does say no, it’s “why didn’t she fight? He didn’t have a weapon.” When she did fight back or he did have a weapon, it’s “well there’s no DNA evidence.” When there’s DNA evidence, it’s “well he probably did it, but it’s not like there were any witnesses …” “
-Cara Kulwicki (Click here for source)
Let me make this perfectly clear, those young men stopped being promising the second they touched that girl without her consent. They are rapists now, no matter what age they are or what damn sport they play, they are rapists; and it is unacceptable for the media to say anything otherwise.
That girl has done nothing but exemplify bravery and should act as an inspiration for rape victims everywhere to know they can come forward and win.
NANAY, TATAY GUSTO KONG TINAPAY, ATE, KOYAAAH...WAG PO. WAG PO.
Kanina habang inaayos ko ang aking gamit sa locker, ( katatapos ko lang mag gym) , may kumausap sa akin na isang lalaking mukhang babad na babad sa pagwowork out. Siyempre dahil tinuruan ako ng aking magulang ng magandang asal at sariwa pa sa akin ang Good Manners and Right Conduct noong elementary, nakipag usap naman ako sa pinakamagalang na paraan. Kwento dito, kwento doon at habang patuloy kong inaayos ang gamit ko. Pero wala akong naintindihan sa sinabi.
Hanggang sa kami na lang dalawa yung natira sa may locker room. Bigla akong kinabahan nang sinaraduhan niya ang pinto. Tumulo ang malamig kong pawis sa aking ulo pababa sa aking dibdib at pababa pa din ng pababa hanggang sa aking.. tooooottt. Doon ko napatunayan na “Hindi lahat ng lalaking pumupunta sa gym ay nagbubuhat ng barbel, yung iba, mas bet magbelly dancing.” Mas lalo akong kinabahan nung mapansin ng kanang mata ko na unti unti siyang lumalapit sa akin habang nagtatanggal ng saplot. Kung anu-ano na yung pumasok sa isip ko, yung binatilyong nireyp ng mga pulis na headline sa mga dyaryo, at yung lalaking pinasakan ng canester sa kanyang pwet. E anong magagawa ko? Wala akong kalaban laban sa katawan kong ito. Pribilehiyo lang ba ito ng pagiging hot ko o isa itong sumpang dapat ng tapusin? Napalunok ako sa takot at napakapit ako ng mahigpit sa aking bag. Ito na ba yung oras ko? Akala ko sa Saudi pa mangyayari ito kapag ginahasa na ako ng mga Arabo dahil hindi pa din tumutubo ang bigote ko? Ano na lang ang magiging tunog ng utot ko kung sakaling magtagumpay siyang angkinin ang katawan ko? Syet. Di ko kaya.
Maya maya pa’y hinawakan na niya ang aking balikat. Walang anu ano’y nagpumiglas ako at napasandal ako sa locker habang yakap yakap ko ang aking sarili. Sa loob loob ko’y sumisigaw ako ng malakas pero slow motion yun na parang yun ang pinaka highlight ng isang pelikula na tipong pang best actor ako. Nagulat siya pero siyempre mas nagulat din ako. Tang ina lang niya eh no! Tapos bigla siyang nagsalita, Preh. hihingi lang ako ng fowder.
“Women’s responsibility has nothing to do with sexual assault. Women don’t get raped because they were drinking or took drugs. Women don’t get raped because they weren’t careful enough. Women don’t get raped because of what they were wearing, because they’re not virgins, or because of feminism. A woman gets raped because a rapist raped her.”
—Jessica Valenti, The Purity Myth
everyone needs to know about this. it’s a book; read it. it’s also a documentary; watch it.
