At these moments, when I have found myself in the midst of a conversational battle that I wasn t willing to fight, I would just bite my tongue, resisting the urge to go off. But I didn t because I wasn t ready for the looks and whispers that I knew I would get. I count all of their ridiculous talk as proof that our society, as a whole, doesn t have a clue. Rape doesn t just happen at frat parties after everybody has had too many beers. And rape doesn t just happen between a once loving couple going through a painful separation.
Rape happens in our alleys, in our homes, and even in broad daylight.
And as far as I m concerned, rape will continue to happen as long as the police treat rape victims with indifference. And rape will definitely continue to happen as long as depictions of it appear on our movie screens and in our music. Being man handled by a complete stranger who is getting pleasure from seeing you suffer is the scariest thing that I have ever been through. Personally, I prayed that my rapists didn t have a fascination with death. These movies glorify that moment of fear that I remember and cherish from my own rape.