been able to sleep, in fact the reason i got myself back outa bed at 2am was that, having been dealing with the effects of ten years of rape as a child i am now having some new and interesting (please read the tongue in cheek!) memories. Yeehah. On the very positive side, i was feeling a stirring of some wicked powerful anger and visioning brilliant ways to channel it. Interesting then to come across this phenomenon in this moment. I am disheartened to see that the fb response to an upcoming walk in my town already has more interest than our last Reclaim the Night (and it's 6 months away!). I'm disheartened cos there's a sick sick feeling in my gut telling me this event contributes to rather than eases the violations I've spent my life dealing with. As other writers have pointed out, it's so tricky to navigate for systemic change when public discourse is so swayed by little stings rather than nuance. I can see the "attraction" of this action but the thing is, I can see it as being attractive precisely in line with a deepening backlash against feminism and a further weakening of critical insight.... Hmmm, the idea of engaging in solidarity about the blaming (and pathologising and silencing and ...) of survivors resonates very strongly with me but the violated child and the sharp-eyed womn in me just can't get past my intuitive sense that slutwalk -- even the idea of it -- reinforces