Let’s just cut to the chase: Ariana Grande got groped on live TV, and I didn’t even bat an eye. That’s what’s bothering me. But first, context: It was Aretha Franklin’s funeral — a funeral unlike any I’ve witnessed in recent memory. We haven’t had a funeral like this since Maya Angelou’s. It was the most … Continue reading On Grande, Groping, Garb and Gospel: My Thoughts #ArethaFranklinFuneral #ArethaHomegoing
Wow. Read this. Today. It will be worth your while. I promise. The year has only yet begun, but I believe that this is one of the year’s most powerful piece of writing. And this part was especially powerful (to me at least): “In our early hearings. you brought your Bible into the courtroom and … Continue reading Read Rachael Denhollander’s full victim impact statement about Larry Nassar – CNN
What was that? I asked myself that question after each interaction with my former manager. Was it sexual harassment or was it merely inappropriate workplace flirting? I thought it was sexual harassment in the sense that if I was a male employee, he would have undoubtedly treated me differently. He wouldn’t have commented on my … Continue reading On Aziz Ansari, Assault, Affirmative Consent and Uncertainty
I have too many Google chrome tabs open, so let me just leave this right here and go back to searching the interwebs… “Everything we think we know about false accusers is wrong.” Source: The truth about false rape accusations — Quartz Continue reading The truth about false rape accusations — Quartz
Like Terry Crews, reading about Harvey Weinstein makes my stomach turn.
It makes my stomach turn because Harvey Weinstein is a royal piece of sh*t and I have absolutely no sympathy for his fall from grace (like none. Whatsoever.). It makes my stomach turn because of the abject perversity of using one’s power and influence to coerce women into sex. But the real reason these allegations make my stomach turn is because it happened to me. Continue reading #MeToo: Harvey Weinstein, the Pervasiveness of Sexual Harassment, and Why Women, Like Myself, Sometimes Choose to Remain Silent