Y’all might get real tired of me harping on the same subject. Id apologize, but nobody ever apologized to me so, not sorry.
I saw a post on Twitter today. It was a young woman telling her story about an assault she survived a few years ago. She was brave, she told her truth, and she explained the backlash she has suffered since coming forward. There were roughly 700 hundred comments, mostly expressing support and offering words of comfort, some sharing their own stories, some offering shoulders to lean on. But…there were others.
Others from men saying “not all men,” “I wouldn’t do this,” “Don’t lump me in,”…etc. One in particular stood out to me. He started his response by saying he wanted to help. It was quickly followed by him saying one out of every 300 assault victims were men at the hands of women. And he thought that her story was bullshit and hurt men as a whole. That it put men in a bad light. I don’t know what his personal story is, he did not disclose, which is his right absolutely. I would hate to think that he himself has been a victim, just as Id hate to think anyone had ever endured that level of trauma. However, his rhetoric, is detrimental to the cause.
After a couple hundred comments on his reply, all of them offering support but also trying in vain to point out to him that as a man, he need not worry as much as a woman walking by herself at night, getting drunk at a bar, going for a run during the day time, carrying keys in knuckles, much less a taser, he wasn’t getting it. He readily admitted he didn’t need to do any of those things because he was a big burly man, but seriously pushed that women shouldn’t do those things either because its offensive to the innocent man walking behind them.
He went on to say how offended he was that when he walks behind a woman for several blocks, she is visibly uncomfortable. That when she makes a call on her cell, or reaches into her purse for a taser, he takes it as a personal offense. Keep in mind, he initiated these exchanges by saying he wanted to be part of a solution, rather than the problem.
He wasn’t getting it. He didn’t want to get it. So I thought about it. I thought about it a lot. And I decided to present it this way:
You go on a safari. You’re given free reign. See that lion pride over there? There are five lions. Four of those lions will eat you on sight. One, will not. One will be friendly. It won’t protect you, but it won’t hurt you. So go ahead. Walk up to them. You have a 20 percent chance of walking away unscathed. Go ahead.
His response? “Well how would you know to pick me? The one that won’t hurt you?”
Sir…you just made my point for me. Thats the thing. I don’t know. No person does. I have been abused/assaulted 3 times in 33 years of life. For years by a family member, and twice by people I called friends.
“It” went to argue, “Don’t dress as meat then.”
Ok. So when I was a kid? When I was sober in jeans and a sweatshirt? What should I have done differently?
There was no response to that.
I am so sick of this rhetoric that “Not all men.” Obviously. Seriously. Obviously not all men. We would be living in a society that all men were locked up no matter what. Duh. But God damn I am so sick of this rhetoric of “Well what were you wearing? Were you drunk? Maybe he was confused.”
A lion is a predator. It sees prey. It sees food. Its not worried about anything other than its own needs. Hunger. Survival.
Be better than animals. For Gods sake. You are literally comparing assailants to animals as a viable defense. Multiple women posted similar diatribes that some men didn’t understand consent. Ya know? That actually hurt. Because when I really look back at past relationships, (Im not one for hookup culture, though not knocking you if you are) If I really look back, Ive had relationships where Ive had to clarify, “Please don’t wake me up that way.” In what world should I have to clarify that?
Ill tell you. Its a world where the lines of consent are blurred. In a world that rapists only get prosecuted 2% of the time ( IF detectives decide to pursue ). In a world where its so easy to victim blame.
If you want to help, then start by listening. Male or female. Listen. Your coworker, your friend, your cousins cousin, says something happened,….Try listening. He didn’t assault you? Congrats. You’re lucky. Not everyone else was.
One of the worst things Ive ever heard in my life, I was bartending at a strip club, I had a coworker I couldn’t stand. She always came in late. We didn’t pool tips ( meaning whatever we made was ours). She consistently stole my tips, going so far as taking my entire tip jar and telling me I needed to do better. She would always have to leave early because “She was sick”
Leaving me to clean the entire bar alone, while she essentially stole all of my money.
Fast forward 6 months after she no longer worked there. She called me hysterical. Her fiancé had punched her“` in the face and she had no where to go. Black eye and broken nose to prove it. immediately put her on my couch, no questions asked. Stay as long as you need.
She went through the entirety of 5 bottles of wine in my fridge and told me and I quote ( I hate this girl, I purposely got a friend to rape her).
She told her story. A dancer ( we bartended at a strip club) slept with her boyfriend. “So ya know what I did? I pretended to be her friend and drugged her drink and then dropped her in the bed of someone I knew would fuck her. Hows that for karma?”
To this day I regret letting her sleeping it off on my couch. As soon as she woke up, I had a cab waiting for her, her shit packed and on the sidewalk, and made it clear she was never to contact me again. Let me also add that she has been very outspoken against me and when Ive named my two attackers. Because those are “Her friends and they would never.” Some of y’all saw my facebook posts. She was the one that specifically asked who…She responded that I was a whore and I should go fuck myself.
That analogy I offered earlier, four of out five lions. Yeah. I mean that. And unfortunately those lions aren’t even the ones that attack you directly. They’re the lions that stand up for their “Pride.” They’re the lions that turn the other cheek. They’re the lions that pretend they didn’t see anything. The’yre the lions that don’t protect you. That have the claws, the jowls, the means to protect you. They choose not to though. Its the family that decides its easier to scowl, the acquaintance that says “Well I know him and he wouldn’t,”…
Four out of five. Four out of Five.