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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."