(December 10, 2013 at 11:39 pm)Esquilax Wrote:(December 10, 2013 at 11:10 pm)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Well you see the stumpling block there I hope. There is a lot done to teach boys not to rape.
Is there, though? I know I sailed through my schooling without a single word said about consent, not a single aspect of my sex ed courses spoke to this important issue. It doesn't really seem talked about at all, and those boys, once they reach sexual maturity, are entering an environment where the conversation on rape still hovers around what women can do, far too often. It's problematic; it turns consent issues into something that isn't the men's concern, making it more easy to blame women in the future. And really, even granting your premise here, the conclusion one comes to is that those educational efforts aren't sufficient; why should the next step be to put more responsibility onto the potential victims?
Quote: So how do go about creating a rape free environment? Damn near impossible task, but let's see if we here can hammer own out. I definitely as I made clear before women being self possessed and to defend themselves is a feature of it. Though yes women are human too with all the same confidence issues as the rest of us.
You probably can't create a rape free environment, just as you can't create a murder free one. But the response to that reality, in regards to murder, hasn't been to shift focus toward how non-murderers can prevent murder, or worse, victim blaming. For some reason, rape is the only crime where it's acceptable to throw up one's hands and concede ground to the rapists.
When I was in sex ed it was discussed and a few times they'd had speakers in to talk it as well. I'll never forget because the women told us that if you have sex with someone who is drunk its rape ( that I disagree with).
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Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
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That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
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