'Life of the Party'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I don't think I have that kind of awareness, really, and guess what? If I get raped, it's still not on me.
Oh, that's too true. But the point I was trying to make is just that the whole conditioning is a symptom of the bigger problem. I think. Or it might have just been RAAAGE.
Oh sure. I just always think it's interesting when I hear that from other women. I don't know.
the point I was trying to make is just that the whole conditioning is a symptom of the bigger problem.
Yeah, I meant that, too. I don't think that if I'm not aware of my surroundings and I get raped it would be my fault; I'm just hyper-aware of my surroundings. (Granted, most cases of rape are people the victim knows, not the stranger-leaping-out-of-the-alley scenario. Still, a dark parking lot gives me the creeps.)
Oh, my goodness, I forgot to post about this. We had a guy come to the theatre and just hang out in the lobby. He was wearing a fox tail that squeaked. He was also obsessively cleaning random bits and bobs in the lobby. It was creepy. I was glad that there were several people in the lobby.
For me, it is the calculus of "when I break down on the side of the road, if a guy stops, I'm staying in my locked car. Woman with a kid? I'll get out." If the security guard in the garage a few weeks back had been female, I wouldn't have felt so threatened.
He was wearing a fox tail that squeaked.
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Because, sure. Fox tail! Cree.Pee.
I don't think I have that kind of awareness, really, and guess what? If I get raped, it's still not on me.
oh yes! I totally don't have that awareness. But I also don't leave my house alone after dark.
My officemate (a guy) had never.really.thought.about.it. Cause he didn't have to.
My org is failing to investigate an allegation of sexual harassment in an epic fucking way, including talking to the accused but not the victim, and leaving the two of them alone on a fucking jobsite. And somehow "It turned out to be nothing." I will be talking to HR lady on Monday (she's out of town).
Man, I look at footage of the Grammy reporter that became incoherent during the broadcast and it makes me verklempt. Fucking migraines.
Is that what it was? The last I'd heard they were speculating about a stroke. Jeez.