The bottom line is, I'm telling you as a matter of first-hand, personal experience, women can and do get raped and don't report it for decades. I would report in a second if anyone who fucked with me was about to be in a position of power. There you go. You now know it's possible. It's not a viable argument against his guilt.

I was 16. He was in his 20s. I let him kiss me at a party. When I was the last one left at the party and tried to go home, he said, "Don't you think it's too late for that?" I didn't resist. I said no, but I otherwise mentally and physically flatlined for the duration of what happened next. Then, I told no one. I was repulsed by him. I was embarrassed to tell anyone he'd touched me. I still am. Even writing this now, I feel like I will be judged as a "victim," "a whore," "a liar," "a drama queen," etc. I think people judge me personally for having been raped. I'm probably right. That's just one of multiple situations that occurred in my life, two because I was a helpless child (not particularly traumatic events, but molestation nonetheless) and two more because I drank around the wrong boys in my teens. Do you know how many people would blame me for the situations that happened in my teens? I do, because I see you people verbally assassinating other people like me on a daily basis. Fuck reporting. People still just want victims to shut up and keep feeding the machine.

Sadly, this is what it’s come to, to get something through Huggy’s dense skull. I can’t let ShellB be all alone in her painful disclosure:

I went to a house party with my friends the year after I graduated college. I drank too much, threw up, and passed out in one of the bedrooms. My friends tried to get me to leave with them but I was too wasted. I woke up on my stomach, pants and underwear pulled down, and someone I couldn’t see pushing himself inside me. I yelled at him to stop twice, and he didn’t. I twisted around and looked at him, trying to push him off of me. He said: “you don’t even know what’s going on right now.” and stormed out of the room. I just wanted to go home, but the acquaintance who’s house it was insisted on calling the cops. I had no choice in this. I didn’t want him too. I just wanted to go home. I was basically forced to report it. My roommate at the time guilted me into driving all the way back the next day to give a formal statement at the police headquarters because she had suffered a similar assault in HS, and never told anyone. I wanted NONE of this. I did what other people wanted me to do. To this day I regret reporting it, because nothing came of my painful retelling of the incident. It accomplished literally nothing. If I could go back in time, I would have never told the police. The embarrassment, the shame, the questioning...was as bad as the assault. Up your nose with a rubber hose, Huggy.

*hugs Camoo* Yeah, fuck reporting. I'm a shame in silence kind of person unless I'm sure the person who got me will get theirs. (To be clear, I want other women to report and I will back them up like crazy. I would never tell someone not to report. I just know it doesn't mean much, and it never really has.)

(October 8, 2018 at 9:46 pm)Shell B Wrote: *hugs Camoo* Yeah, fuck reporting. I'm a shame in silence kind of person unless I'm sure the person who got me will get theirs. (To be clear, I want other women to report and I will back them up like crazy. I would never tell someone not to report. I just know it doesn't mean much, and it never really has.)

*Hugs* ❤️

Exactly.  It rarely ever makes a difference. That is one of the obvious reasons people don’t report sexual assaults; something that seems lost on our buddy Hugster.

I'm in this club too so hugs to both of you. It truly is a horrible thing to have to live or even relive. It's happened to me as a child and as an adult.
I shared one of my situations two years ago on here and you want to know what I got for it? One person who posts regularly, gave me the   emoticon several times while blaming me for being raped because I didn't report it. I think that same person even asked if it was really rape since I didn't report it. Someone else who also posts regularly here, decided to save my post for whatever twisted bullshit reasons they had and then reposted it in a different thread earlier this year, in a very weak attempt to make a point that had nothing to do with what that thread was about. 

So, ladies, while I applaud you for coming out and sharing your survivor stories here, always know that your posts will be saved and quote mined in the future and that there are rape apologists on this site who will, no doubt blame you for what you went through. 

It's a shitty thing when a sexual assault happens. No one should ever have to go through that sort of ordeal, let alone be made to feel like absolute crap simply because they didn't report it. To be called a liar or have your experience treated as though you deserved it or to have your experience thrown back in your face - no one deserves that. Only the scum of the earth would think to stoop low enough to use your experiences against you or blame you for what happened to you.

I'm not even remotely worried about pieces of shit saving my posts or trying to hurt me with stories I've told. I use assholes like that to sharpen my claws.

I wish I had your strength Shell. But their posts and what they did to me did hurt. And that's not something i'm likely to forget for a long time.

I'm so sorry for all the women who've been abused, assaulted, or raped in any way, and have to put up with this 'why did you wait so long' bullshit. Can't imagine the kind of mentality it takes for people to actually say that someone brought their rape on themselves because they didn't report it. That isn't even logical....

(October 8, 2018 at 9:54 pm)LadyForCamus Wrote:

(October 8, 2018 at 9:46 pm)Shell B Wrote: *hugs Camoo* Yeah, fuck reporting. I'm a shame in silence kind of person unless I'm sure the person who got me will get theirs. (To be clear, I want other women to report and I will back them up like crazy. I would never tell someone not to report. I just know it doesn't mean much, and it never really has.)

*Hugs* ❤️

Exactly.  It rarely ever makes a difference. That is one of the obvious reasons people don’t report sexual assaults; something that seems lost on our buddy Hugster.

And sadly, it ends up with a vicious cycle where, to recontextualise an old Thucydides quote, the strong do what they can (with their cocks) and the weak suffer what they must (with their bodies.) [Note: this is not, I repeat NOT, me falling into the "Just World Fallacy." I know this state of affairs is horrible bullshit, but, for the sake of perpetuation of the cycle, it works.] And due to a perfect storm of police officers not caring or not believing (banking too much on the possibility that any given case will fall into the 5.5% of sexual assault reports that are fake) and the crime itself being shockingly hard to successfully prosecute even with competent police work, the cycle just keeps spinning, and who knows if we'll ever see it break?

(October 8, 2018 at 7:35 pm)Shell B Wrote:

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The bottom line is, I'm telling you as a matter of first-hand, personal experience, women can and do get raped and don't report it for decades. I would report in a second if anyone who fucked with me was about to be in a position of power. There you go. You now know it's possible. It's not a viable argument against his guilt.

I was 16. He was in his 20s. I let him kiss me at a party. When I was the last one left at the party and tried to go home, he said, "Don't you think it's too late for that?" I didn't resist. I said no, but I otherwise mentally and physically flatlined for the duration of what happened next. Then, I told no one. I was repulsed by him. I was embarrassed to tell anyone he'd touched me. I still am. Even writing this now, I feel like I will be judged as a "victim," "a whore," "a liar," "a drama queen," etc. I think people judge me personally for having been raped. I'm probably right. That's just one of multiple situations that occurred in my life, two because I was a helpless child (not particularly traumatic events, but molestation nonetheless) and two more because I drank around the wrong boys in my teens. Do you know how many people would blame me for the situations that happened in my teens? I do, because I see you people verbally assassinating other people like me on a daily basis. Fuck reporting. People still just want victims to shut up and keep feeding the machine.

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(October 8, 2018 at 9:17 pm)LadyForCamus Wrote:

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Sadly, this is what it’s come to, to get something through Huggy’s dense skull.  I can’t let ShellB be all alone in her painful disclosure:

I went to a house party with my friends the year after I graduated college.  I drank too much, threw up, and passed out in one of the bedrooms.  My friends tried to get me to leave with them but I was too wasted.  I woke up on my stomach, pants and underwear pulled down, and someone I couldn’t see pushing himself inside me.  I yelled at him to stop twice, and he didn’t.  I twisted around and looked at him, trying to push him off of me.  He said: “you don’t even know what’s going on right now.” and stormed out of the room. I just wanted to go home, but the acquaintance who’s house it was insisted on calling the cops.  I had no choice in this. I didn’t want him too.  I just wanted to go home.  I was basically forced to report it.  My roommate at the time guilted me into driving all the way back the next day to give a formal statement at the police headquarters because she had suffered a similar assault in HS, and never told anyone.  I wanted NONE of this. I did what other people wanted me to do. To this day I regret reporting it, because nothing came of my painful retelling of the incident. It accomplished literally nothing.  If I could go back in time, I would have never told the police. The embarrassment, the shame, the questioning...was as bad as the assault.  Up your nose with a rubber hose, Huggy.

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Ladies, never once did I state I didn't believe you, or question why one would wait so long, but at the same time, we shouldn't just automatically assume one is guilty because he's accused by any number of women.  When accusers are giving contradicting testimony or caught lying we need to take a step back and be objective.

I hate to bring up race, but race has ALWAYS been at the center of issues in America, it is what it is.

Never in the history of this country has a white woman accused a black man of rape and not been believed. Plenty of men have been lynched, whole black communities have been massacred and burned to the ground over rape ALLEGATIONS (Tulsa, Rosewood ect.). In fact "Black wall street" (Tulsa) was bombed from the air over a white woman accusing a black man of rape.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greenwood,_Tulsa

Quote:The Tulsa Race Massacre occurred in late May 31 and June 1, 1921. During the massacre, 35 square blocks of homes and businesses were torched by mobs of angry whites. The ransacking began because of the alleged assault of a white elevator operator, 17-year-old Sarah Page, by a black shoeshiner, 19-year-old Dick Rowland. The attack killed hundreds and left an estimated 10,000 people homeless. The city government of Tulsa conspired with the mob, arresting more than 6,000 black residents and refusing to provide them with protection or assistance. Law enforcement officials used airplanes to drop firebombs on buildings, homes, and fleeing families, stating they were protecting against a "Negro uprising." The massacre was omitted from state and local records, and "rarely mentioned in history books, classrooms, or even in private."

My next point is going to sound braggadocios, but from my experiences of being an average young single male, I have been approached by plenty of women, and have had sex with plenty of women. I can count on three fingers the amount of times I've approached a woman vs. the amount of time a woman has approached me, again, I'm just average.  If any of those women decided to accuse me of rape, I'd be screwed if not for the statute of limitations, because how would I defend myself after all those years? I couldn't even tell you some of their names, let alone produce any evidence in my defense.

Cosby was a rich good looking dude so I could only imagine the amount of women he was approached by, added to the claim that he had to drug these women to have sex with them is absurd, again, based on my experience.

So my question to you ladies is...

Is it wrong to ask for evidence to support an accusation of rape?