Everyone I Ever Was and Everyone I Ever Will Be

To hand out to the next person you hear say something along the lines of "but why didn't she/you just go to the cops?"

Rape and the Police, over at Jim Hines' LJ.

Okay, technically I know she's not a kid anymore, but this is just horrifying:

Mackenzie Phillips's Father is a Gigantic Tool

I am replacing the AP's headline with a more accurate one. Because the guy hooked her on drugs when she was a child and then raped her repeatedly. There is a better headline for that than one including the words "had sex with her dad". For the millionth time, sex and rape are not interchangeable terms. Goddamn stupid media.

And Cereta hits the nail on the head

I haven't been able to read all the comments yet, but the essay is a good one.

Believe it or not, I saw that movie for the first time today. I know, I know, I'm behind.

Haven't seen too many Westerns yet-- I don't remember what the first one I ever saw was, but it had John Wayne in it. The scene was him coming up to this woman's house (I think she was a widow) and she was of course wary of a strange guy on her property, and he looked her over and sneered, "Don't flatter yourself." At which point I delivered a ten-minute lecture to my father about exactly how much of a sleaze the supposed 'hero' of the movie was and then left the room.

The remake of 3:10 to Yuma convinced me that no, not all Westerns are necessarily Like That. So today Chris and I borrowed A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, and The Good, the Bad, and The Ugly. We rented High Plains Drifter, which seemed to be the next part in the series. Loved the first three, but then the fourth one opened with Female Stereotype #42 saying nasty things to the Eastwood character until he snaps that she needs to be taught a lesson, and so he drags her into a barn and rapes her while this creepy guy from town watches and grins (of course, by the end of it she's stopped cursing at him and struggling, because we all know that even when women say no, they really want it!).

Chris: *turning off DVD* "Soooo, what do we want to watch instead?"

I check imdb so I can make sure to never ever rent anything else that guy did the screenplay for, and one of the first comments I saw about the movie was, "Well I don't know why people are calling it rape, she was obviously looking for attention and--"

Me: "Self, you cannot psychically make people explode through the computer. Unfortunately."

So now we're watching Pinky and the Brain, because it's unlikely to raise my blood pressure and Kaylee likes dancing to the theme song.

In other news-- dinner was chicken with tomatoes and feta cheese, and lunch yesterday was homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches (white cheddar and bacon). I think I like this whole learning-to-cook thing. :-)

I'm just a little bit in love with this essay (trigger warning):

For instance, if a victim of false rape accusation was really treated like a victim of rape, then the accused man would be held responsible for it. He'd be asked why he was alone with her. He'd be lectured on everything he coulda woulda shoulda done differently, then or otherwise. He'd have his whole history dissected, looking for other women he might have annoyed, thus justifying this woman's annoyance. He'd be asked if he agreed to the rumour, or secretly liked it? He'd be pressured to drop the whole thing because it was a mistake, not really a serious allegation, she's not really the lying type (heck, she might even be called plucky), and is it really worth ruining her life over this?

Such as oh, say, any day I am reminded that I have Sam Brownback for a Senator. :-P

I got one of those form-letter responses from him today. I wrote in about the proposed HHS regulations (for those who didn't see my previous entry/links on this, it's the "doctors/pharmacists/anybody shouldn't be forced to do their jobs, silly!" regulation). And I got a letter back talking about how horrible and wrong and eeeeevil it is that doctors should have to do something they have a moral problem with.

The letter ended with some idiotic 'I hope you stay in contact with me!' Jackass, the only 'contact' I'd ever want to have with you is my hand smacking the back of your head as I call you a misogynist piece of shit.

Combined with things like this, I'm about ready to just sneak into Canada. Or get on a raft over to England. Or start giving certain know-it-all governmental types vasectomies 'for their own good'. After all, knowing that they're most likely breeding and potentially spreading their stupidity offends my delicate moral sensibilities. And that should of course trump all else, including their bodily autonomy.

Oh wait, you mean it doesn't work that way? Because I'm not figuring out a way to use the Bible as justification? And because they're men and therefore full human beings? Damn.

In trollprincess's LJ-- "Tell me something awesome about a woman you love in any fandom."