RE: Rape and injustice.
April 10, 2013 at 6:58 pm
(This post was last modified: April 10, 2013 at 7:04 pm by Creed of Heresy.)
It's not about stopping rape. It's about punishing it. Some things can't be stopped, but there are ways to make a guilty person suffer dearly for their crimes. I wouldn't count castration out of being a valid form of punishment for rape. And in truth, the horror of losing your genitals, well...let's just say there are some things that all men universally are terrified of. That's one of 'em.
Start chopping balls off for rapes. Watch rape rate plummet. ??? Profit! Hell, I'd volunteer to be a rapist castrator in two seconds. They wouldn't even need to pay me, just log it as community service.
And Rebecca: I am pretty sure I mentioned this a while ago, but if so it was well before you came to the forums. I volunteer as a rape-survivor counselor for an emergency-help group up here in Wisconsin. They can't afford to pay us; the service is city-funded and people can only volunteer for it. I started a little over a year and a half ago. I'm on the phones most Fridays from 9am-2pm and then I volunteer for direct assistance from 2pm-6pm. Phones are when people call in that they've been raped, doesn't matter when, and I provide what little assistance I can to try to calm them down and to direct them to report the crime to law enforcement. Direct assistance is for people who are in extreme distress and trauma. It's basically when they come in and we work to try to help them however we can. It's rough, I'm not going to lie. Most of the time, around here, it's college girls from University of Wisconsin getting raped by frat fucks, most often by intoxicating them at parties or spiking their drinks and raping them while they're unconscious but we have violent rapes, too. Every story I hear fills me with rage. Not towards the victim but towards the perpetrators. Last week, I was only there in the morning, but I was on direct assistance instead of the phones. I spent the entire time talking to a girl who had been duct-taped to a fence out off the interstate and raped by twelve different guys who took turns on her. She was completely broken by the experience. I'm going to be talking to her in two more days. I'm terrified that she's going to kill herself before then.
I will never. EVER. Stop being enraged at this. I will never find a limit to the loathing I have for rapists. My hatred for them is bottomless. It is a singularity of contempt and disgust that consumes all other feelings I might have for them. And when they get off scot-free for their crimes and I hear about it, there is no single thing, not even the most wildly screeching muslim fundamentalists, that can conjure up such pure, distilled, seething fury.
http://www.danecountyrcc.org/ This is the place I volunteer at.
Start chopping balls off for rapes. Watch rape rate plummet. ??? Profit! Hell, I'd volunteer to be a rapist castrator in two seconds. They wouldn't even need to pay me, just log it as community service.
And Rebecca: I am pretty sure I mentioned this a while ago, but if so it was well before you came to the forums. I volunteer as a rape-survivor counselor for an emergency-help group up here in Wisconsin. They can't afford to pay us; the service is city-funded and people can only volunteer for it. I started a little over a year and a half ago. I'm on the phones most Fridays from 9am-2pm and then I volunteer for direct assistance from 2pm-6pm. Phones are when people call in that they've been raped, doesn't matter when, and I provide what little assistance I can to try to calm them down and to direct them to report the crime to law enforcement. Direct assistance is for people who are in extreme distress and trauma. It's basically when they come in and we work to try to help them however we can. It's rough, I'm not going to lie. Most of the time, around here, it's college girls from University of Wisconsin getting raped by frat fucks, most often by intoxicating them at parties or spiking their drinks and raping them while they're unconscious but we have violent rapes, too. Every story I hear fills me with rage. Not towards the victim but towards the perpetrators. Last week, I was only there in the morning, but I was on direct assistance instead of the phones. I spent the entire time talking to a girl who had been duct-taped to a fence out off the interstate and raped by twelve different guys who took turns on her. She was completely broken by the experience. I'm going to be talking to her in two more days. I'm terrified that she's going to kill herself before then.
I will never. EVER. Stop being enraged at this. I will never find a limit to the loathing I have for rapists. My hatred for them is bottomless. It is a singularity of contempt and disgust that consumes all other feelings I might have for them. And when they get off scot-free for their crimes and I hear about it, there is no single thing, not even the most wildly screeching muslim fundamentalists, that can conjure up such pure, distilled, seething fury.
http://www.danecountyrcc.org/ This is the place I volunteer at.
