so, i've been feeling very ranty today. i don't really know why. maybe it's all the law and order:svu i've been watching lately. and then last night the felicity rape episode was on. it's like everywhere i turn there's more rape. in the magazine i was reading. i even fucking had a dream about it last night. don't want to get into that right now. let's just say i have issues with my fucking creepy ass, most likely pedophilic stepdad.
so yeah rape. fucking abomination. i don't understand how we treat rape. i don't really know about the rest of the world, but here it's our fault and our responsibility, as in women. if we're raped it's because we asked for it, we dressed to provocatively, we had too much to drink, we drank the drink with the date rape drugs in it. we can't go out by ourselves or too late because we might be raped. we have to worry about taking jobs in the city we live near because we'd be working late at night(okay maybe that's just me).
but i'm really feeling some fucking rage right now. how is it that rapists get off with a slap on the wrist, but martha stewart's stock shit is front page news for months? a kid who gets caught with pot would probably get more of a sentence than a guy who raped some girl.
i just don't know what the fuck is wrong with people? how can this be okay? accepted? let's punish the little bitch by raping her. that kid's gay, let's rape him to show him who the real men are. what the fuck? how is it that people somehow decide that rape is a form of punishment. if you ask me, it's the unforgivable sin. there are times when it's okay to kill, to steal, to lie. but rape, rape is something so much more.
god, i've never even been raped and it still effects my life. i've been violated, borderline violated, whatever (see afforementioned creepy ass stepdad). but rape shouldn't be something we have to worry about. it's an abomination. it takes something that beautiful and turns it into a weapon. a weapon that the raped person carries inside themselves. somehow it becomes their fault. what did i do to cause this?
this shouldn't even be an issue. we shouldn't be accepting that rape happens all the time, every single day. i don't even know how often. i'm sure somewhere there's one of those every so often so many people are raped statistics. i don't understand how we can just accept this. i don't understand how we can get so upset over women getting captured in war when women in our own country face things just as bad. this fucking sickens me.
and worst of all i don't know how to fix it. i don't know how to make people see that they should care. that this is abomination.
and
for everyone who made it to the end.
so yeah rape. fucking abomination. i don't understand how we treat rape. i don't really know about the rest of the world, but here it's our fault and our responsibility, as in women. if we're raped it's because we asked for it, we dressed to provocatively, we had too much to drink, we drank the drink with the date rape drugs in it. we can't go out by ourselves or too late because we might be raped. we have to worry about taking jobs in the city we live near because we'd be working late at night(okay maybe that's just me).
but i'm really feeling some fucking rage right now. how is it that rapists get off with a slap on the wrist, but martha stewart's stock shit is front page news for months? a kid who gets caught with pot would probably get more of a sentence than a guy who raped some girl.
i just don't know what the fuck is wrong with people? how can this be okay? accepted? let's punish the little bitch by raping her. that kid's gay, let's rape him to show him who the real men are. what the fuck? how is it that people somehow decide that rape is a form of punishment. if you ask me, it's the unforgivable sin. there are times when it's okay to kill, to steal, to lie. but rape, rape is something so much more.
god, i've never even been raped and it still effects my life. i've been violated, borderline violated, whatever (see afforementioned creepy ass stepdad). but rape shouldn't be something we have to worry about. it's an abomination. it takes something that beautiful and turns it into a weapon. a weapon that the raped person carries inside themselves. somehow it becomes their fault. what did i do to cause this?
this shouldn't even be an issue. we shouldn't be accepting that rape happens all the time, every single day. i don't even know how often. i'm sure somewhere there's one of those every so often so many people are raped statistics. i don't understand how we can just accept this. i don't understand how we can get so upset over women getting captured in war when women in our own country face things just as bad. this fucking sickens me.
and worst of all i don't know how to fix it. i don't know how to make people see that they should care. that this is abomination.
and
for everyone who made it to the end.
Im not sure why Im so bothered by this (except for the obvious reasons) I think in another life I must have been a woman who was raped, and now Ive return to take revenge on the man who did this to me....2 Centurys Later!
actually that sounds like a bad movie