>>702636922 If he doesn't get beaten/threatened/vandalized to the point of having to be federally relocated and concealed, I'll be disappointed. It's not a feminist or white knight thing. Just a complete failure of the American justice system and blatant "you can't treat me like this, my daddy is rich!" card being played.
>>702637498 Why does any of this matter? In the United States, you are innocent until proven guilty it in a court of law. This man that you betas hail as your guardian hero of manhood is in fact GUILTY. This is a point of fact.
>>702637498 He was charged with rape but then they were dropped after Dan testing. He was also charged and found guilty on three charges of sexually penetrating the victim with a foreign object (his fingers). The only reason it wasn't "rape" was because he was caught first.
>>702638062 You're obviously cucked of you think the natural order of things is a guy sticks in finger in a passed out girl and that warrants physical assault or have the rest of his waking life be affected by something that happened for 10 minutes whenever the fuck long ago. How ashamed are you of being born male, anon?
>>702637498 thought this might have been credible until >hooking up with a girl in public is technically wrong >drunk people often run in these types of situations dude is an autismo. no concept of the real world
This. The entire issue is being blown out of proportion by people desperate for a reason to scream about white male privilege. So they read nothing but article titles and the ravings of equally ignorant people on social media and go with it. He's not a rapist.
>>702639360 Question is when did she pass out and was he intoxicated enough to realize this. What he did was certifiably illegal, however the way they hammered him for this just isn't taking everything into consideration
I've been drunk with a girl I met at a bar. She tried to suck my dick in the car but I was too drunk to get hard. I think I was fingered her when we passed out. Guess I'm a scumbag rapist with white male privilege.
>>702637178 Both were drunk, and both were being whores. Judge knew that but in order to appease bitches like you, he sent him to prison anyway. It has nothing to do with him being rich, or an athlete, it has to do with common sense - both drunk, both wanted to fuck. If you wanna use the argument that if she was drunk and couldn't consent then neither could he, because that would be a double standard against the man you sexist piece of shit.
>>702639525 He was sober enough to know to run indicating he knew it was wrong. In addition she was doing nothing to encourage him so he's responsible for his actions regardless of how drunk he is. It's really easy to not rape someone. Just treat them with the respect owed a human being.
and he was drunk too, so what. It's not like she passed out and he dragged her ass there. They were there fooling around and she passed out in the middle of it. Have you even read anything about the court case? Have you ever in your life hooked up with a chick at a party? I think for most people the answer is no and that's why they can't wrap their minds around this.
What happened to the old saying of DO NOT FEED THE TROLLS/ATTENTION-WHORES? Really, /b/? We are basically tumblr and reddit now? Bitching about women's right? Go check inside your undies to see if you still have balls and not raisins in your balls sack. Leave the dude alone, fucking faggots. I know him better than y'all could.
>>702640018 >and he was drunk too, so what. It's not like she passed out and he dragged her ass there. They were there fooling around and she passed out in the middle of it. Have you even read anything about the court case? Yes and he clearly assaulted her >Have you ever in your life hooked up with a chick at a party? I think for most people the answer is no and that's why they can't wrap their minds around this. I have she was buzzed I was buzzed it was fun for both. If she would have passed out I would have simply left.
>>702640126 >He got the same pass every female rapist gets.
This. Female teachers "rape" students, and they get book deals and trips to talk shows to talk about their "ordeal". Society pretends to be disgusted, but behind closed doors people are saying "where were these teachers when I was in school." Guy teacher bangs a 17 year old and he's a predator that preys on our sweet innocent children. He's a monster that's created and defended by the white male privilege patriarchy. Lock him up and throw away the key.
>>702636922 My wife likes being slapped around and made to continue having sex beyond the point where she feels the need to stop. We've done some pretty fucked up shit in the past; stuff that's left her scarred for life. She's had a guy try to rape her in the past, but nonetheless hates this SJW "they were both drunk so he's a rapist" nonsense. Calling this rape diminishes the suffering of actual rape victims, which of course upsets my wife. The point is, there are good women out there, you just have to know where to look.
No he clearly was fooling around with a drunk bitch and she passed out in the middle of it. Sorry but let's not pretend this is some kind of extreme violation of a person's soul. The dumb bitch got drunk, and while the dumb bitch was engaging in a sexual act she passed out. Maybe she should have been less of a dumb bitch.
>>702636922 Looks like a feminazi thing. He did his time and whether or not the judge was biased or if there was mitigating circumstances that's besides the point. If jail isn't used as a punishment or to rehabilitate people then what's the fucking point of it? The whole sex offender registry in this case and the limited job opportunities after having been incarcerated is the dumbest bullshit ever.
>>702640468 Your wife sounds like a pretty cool person. He was not convicted of raping her. He was convicted of "intent to rape." He took her panties off and fingered her. He also showed remorse for his actions and empathy for his victim. That eas factored into his sentence.
>>702637498 Is anyone really surprised these days when a case gets blown up by the media turns out to be false? Outside of the OJ Simpson thing I can't remember a single time they have been shown to be false and often have had to publish a retraction. I really wish newspapers would be forced to publish the retraction on the same page as the original accusation/story. That way there is an incentive to not get shit wrong since they will lose a front page to it when they are wrong and it will mean that when people turn out to be innocent it is recognized.
>>702640271 You would just up and leave a person passed out? That's fucking reckless, what the fuck are you thinking? If the person you are with passes out you try to wake them up and if they don't respond you call a fucking ambulance and try to get the attention of people nearby to see if they can help. For all you know they could have a medical condition or a reaction to something they ate or drank.
>>702640528 They tried the case in a court of law and he was convicted. I assure you that they established the timeline firmly and that the judge didn't say, "Let's see what my radfem neice thinks I should do on her Tumblr blog." If you want to understand what happened, read the original documents. If you want to understand how this could happen, look inside yourself.
>>702641373 yes it does. Alcoholic slut drinks till she passes out, hopes nothing "bad" happens to her.
Let's list 5 things that could have made her sexual assult worse, but didnt happen
1. Brocko did full sex, came inside her, got prego 2. Gave her HIV 3. Beat her unconscious 4. Violently assulted her, causing massive trauma while raping, blood everywhre, brain damage. 5. Full on technical rape, then killed her.
None of that happened. This case is nothing.
People get upset, call brock all sorts of things because there will be no backlash.
Imagine if Brock was Muhammad the immigrant. I bet people would have their lips sealed.
>>702641565 >You would just up and leave a person passed out? That's fucking reckless, what the fuck are you thinking? If the person you are with passes out you try to wake them up and if they don't respond you call a fucking ambulance and try to get the attention of people nearby to see if they can help. For all you know they could have a medical condition or a reaction to something they ate or drank. I would help them if they weren't in a safe situation but if they were I would leave. I'm not responsible for them anymore than I have a right to fuck them.
>>702641638 Several generations of cuddling and "safety first" shit has turned young people into kinder gardeners. The world is generally a safe place, much safer than any other time in history, but somehow people have forgotten that they are responsible for their own safety and well being.
That's part of why the 3rd wave feminists are so dangerous to women, they are leaving them vulnerable and easy targets for real rapists, not to mention financial scams and other crimes. They are teaching them that no matter where they go they have a right to feel safe and if anything happens it's everyone elses fault.
>>702641760 Being stupid and irresponsible isn't a crime. When discussing a crime, it is a good idea to focus on the criminal. This is not a debate over which person has greater moral purity. They are both cunts. One of them broke the law.
The funny thing is how many people call this evidence of racism, but Jameis Winston literally raped a girl and is now playing for the NFL, never got charged, and no one fucking cares.
This kid fingered a girl that everyone at a party said was conscious and coherent. Who probably pretended to be passed out and claimed rape when they got caught and she thought she was in trouble. And everyone is fucking obsessed with him.
>>702641726 Screaming "I hate niggers" is still the lesser crime and the blame still lies with the fuckwits who decided to beat you up.
Getting so drunk you pass out is a stupid, but not immoral move (unless you count making an arse of yourself and inconveniencing your friends who have to take you home as immoral). Raping someone while drunk is the worse offense by far.
Even if it was immoral, she would've learned her lesson by now, so driving the point home is pointless.
>>702642042 >Being stupid and irresponsible isn't a crime.
Did not say it was. But being stupid and irresponsible can have consequences. No one is entitled to not have crimes committed against them. A rapist isn't going to see that the girl is passed out and say "just because she's passed out doesn't mean I have permission to rape her." Get the fuck outta here.
>>702641832 Like it or not, a large part of the societal problem here is that women are judged very harshly for being sexual. This doesn't apply exactly here, since the victim was unconscious, and I am *not* saying that she falsely accused him. She didn't accuse him. But think of the extra helping of shane she gets because someone she just met took her panties off. I think that's the most fucked up part about all of this.
The entire world knows he’s a rapist. Even if people don’t immediately recognize his name twenty years from now, a quick Google search will solve that. He’s on the sex offender registry. Brock Turner will walk around with a scarlet “RAPIST” branded on his forehead for the rest of his life. That is all he will ever be. The other sex offenders in his court-mandated rehab program will recognize his face from the newspapers and whisper, “Well, at least I’m not that guy.” He’s banned from swimming, expelled from school, and the life he knew is rightfully ruined.
>>702636922 While I believe his sentence was offensive: This man is never going to be accepted... anywhere. No sponsor will back him, so his swimming career is over unless his family wants to pay for it And the probability he gets hired as "the rapist" in any company is slim to nil. So, yeah, he's not in jail (which he should be), but he's going never going to be employable. So fuck him. And pass that on: Fuck this guy. As often and in as small a way as possible, fuck this guy. You see him on the street and he's about to trip over something? Don't worn him, let that fucker fall.
I realize this is no recourse for getting raped, but this guys public life is going to be shit, forever. The girl he raped will hopefully be able to move on and live a normal life, but this dude will always be the douche that raped a chick behind a dumpster.
>>702642230 If the consequences frim your irresponsible behavior are a crime, then you can talk about the victim's role in the consequences. Until then, "she bears at least *some* responsibility" is a losing argument.
Let me help you: during Mike Tyson's rape trial, the prosecuiting attorney got up and gave the following scenario: suppose you're a rich businessman in an unfamiliar town for a conference. You walk taje a shortcut in an alley in a bad part of town. And you get mugged. Now...it is absolutely fair to say 'Well, what were you doing in that part of town? You had no business being there!' But ask yourself this: is it still a crime?"
>>702641638 I've drank myself to black out drunk on more occasions than I care to admit. I've never been raped.
I've also been obscenely drunk more times than I care to admit. And I've never raped anyone.
While I agree that all people should be responsible for their own well being in all situations. I don't believe that being raped is ever something we should chalk up to "wrong place, wrong time" or "you shouldn't have walked there"
>>702642640 Feeling unsafe and taking precautions is better than expecting the world to take care of your safety for you. Of course there is irrational fear that gets instilled in women but that is being used to then brain wash them into thinking it's other peoples responsibility to make you feel safe.
Part of government is making the population safe, but it can only do so much and it's up to people to take care of their own personal safety.
>>702638874 Both these statements are correct. Hooking up with a girl in public IS technically wrong (i.e. against the law), but it's more often than not no problem, in the sense that nobody gets hurt. Also how do you not see that drunk people often run into situations like that (that being performing public sexual actions)? Have you never made out inappropriately with a chick on a party or public event? I don't think that guy is the autismo here, but I think you may be.
>>702644959 I don't see how my rapability is in anyway related to the topic. But for the record: >I'm ugly as fuck. >My tits are almost non-existent >I've a tiny cock. >My pussy is the rankest every measured. >I'm 250 kgs overweight >And I love My Little Pony.
Now do you have anything meaningful to bring to the conversation?
>>702644051 Where are you getting these *odds* from? Your imagination. He had no previous criminal record abd was in good standing at the university. THe funny thing here is that the argument here closely follows the "boys will be boys" model of male sexuality which is unacceptable as an excuse for deviant behavior. If it's not an excuse, then it's not an explanation.
>>702643495 well im sorry but if you go as a tourist to greece and you aren't careful with your wallet, it might get picked from you. whats easier, being responsible for yourself, or creating a 1984-esque police state where everywhere is stationed an armed sexual assault guard and all boys are sent to a special school where they are brainwashed to deny natural sexual urges, and everyone gets blackout drunk every night and sleeps in alleyways?
this is probably the first time this dudes ever even seen a vagina before. i would be equally upset if it were my son doing the assaulting or my daughter being assaulted.
I hope everyone judging him hooks up with a drunk girl that is conscious, then has that girl pass out while they're fingering her and two Swedish bikers show up and grab them them the whole world calls you a rapist.
>>702641470 >>702642605 Where the fuck are you getting this information ? Turner's fabricated narrative ? According to the police report, she had pine needles everywhere on her bodies, showing he had to drag her there.
>>702646206 In this instance I'm getting my "odds" from the fact that he decided to go into some alley and rape some girl. This says nothing of other men, or males, or boys. But everything about this person. He chose to rape someone on this night. So "odds are" you can find a scenario where this guy would rape another woman. In fact, I can point you to news reports which lay out pretty clearly the set of circumstances needed to make this dude into a rapist. And that's where I'm getting these odds from.
>>702636922 Not at all. He's a beta little bitch that can't get laid. While every guy tried their best to bed a girl not a single decent guy would resort to raping. Nigga just jerk off, not even a Chad would pull that pussy shit.
>>702646618 I don't see how my comment lead you to believe I'm supporting a 1984 society. I do believe all people, including women, should do their best to personally preserve their own security. But how does that absolve men from raping people? And I'm not saying all men are rapists, that belief is fucking retarded. But the men, and women for that matter, shouldn't be absolved of their crime because their victims were easy targets.
I really don't understand what you're trying to get at.
>>702647193 >in public He dragged her behind the garbage, so obviously trying to hide. How much more delusional can you be ? Her blood alcohol content was estimated to be between 0.22% and 0.25%. She made a phone call to her boyfriend showing she was clearly intoxicated and not able to consent. What more could you ask for ?
>it's stupid to get drunk when everybody knows there are pervs out there You do realize that you just equated the danger of going to a college party to that of walking into an isis camp while eating bacon, right? Where the fuck do you live that going to a social gathering qualifies as "dangerous environment"? If the mere possibility of bad things happening excuses the perpetrators of those bad things being carried out then we might as well just throw the whole fucking concept of justice out the window right now? "Why the fuck did you think you could walk down the street with a wallet in your pocket? Don't you know that there might be a mugger somewhere in this city? Serves you right for getting robbed and having your money taken." You follow that train of logic to the end and see where it takes you.
>>702646893 Fair enough, but the media coverage and some evidence admitted in court was a clear attempt to put contemporary make sexuality on trial.
Abs what you are saying isn't true. Yiur argument is that he had "the heart of a rapist" and would have done it to someone else. You are basing this conclusion on the fact that he committed a crime once. He was convicted, served his time, and I don't believe he will reoffend. You are biased. If it's not against men or not against me, them I want to tell you that this belief in a magical "rapist heart" has made me endure countless sexual assualt seminars, made it very hard for me to give sexual pleasure to my partner, and...here I am, typing away in misogyny central.
He probably would have gotten to the PIV sex part if he hadn't been caught. And why did he go behind a dumpster? He is stupid and should be in jail. He probably wishes he did get a longer sentence and didn't get trashed in the media. His life is ruined, and I only wish that other rapists would have their lives ruined in the same way.
And he hasn't registered on the sex offender database in Ohio yet, but this will be public information soon enough. It is already on the county GIS website with every other home owner's info. He actually doesn't live that far away from me.
>>702647739 You realize there are gradients of risk, yes? Going into ISIS camp with bacon, that's 100% guarantee bad time. But drinking a little? No risk. Drinking moderate? Moderate risk. Drinking until you are passed out and unable to move? Pretty high risk. There are shitty people who will wait for you to be unable to protect yourself, you need to show some self restraint when drinking or you will be taken advantage of. If you're dumb enough to believe that rapists will ever stop existing, then I suggest you find your nearest safe space, you aren't ready for the world yet.
>>702648436 It doesn't have to be an absolute. If you go out to a bar, for an example, you should be a little more reserved than say if you're with some close friends. The chances of there being a rapist in the bar, much higher than with your friends. But wanting to get blackout drunk regardless of the locale, I can't support that, you are responsible for your own security, nobody else.
>>702648370 If by "country consider" you mean legal definition then I will concede your point. But if by "country consider" you mean "popular consensus" then it's you with the mental deficiency. I would go so far as to say my definition is very conservative as far as the popular consensus is concerned.
>>702648050 I got drunk and passed out a dozen times, and never got raped because I wasn't surrounded by assholes. People can take advantage of you because you're drunk, passed out, shy, autist, weak, and it's never ok.
Anyway, even if she put herself at risk, should the guy be jailed for less time because of it ?
He was jailed an appropriate time for sexual assault, which is what occurred, not rape. It does not matter what would have happened if the bikers had not come by, what did occur is what we can punish reasonably. Sexual assault with good behavior in jail, welcome back to a society which hates you.
>>702640455 i will bite since this guy is fucking retarded enough to make me care. she wont just have a hangover, it has affected her life, her boyfriends life, their relationship. how would you feel if, by some miracle your neckbeard ass got a girlfriend, how would you feel if she was raped at a party. "she'll be right just got a hangover" you fucking idiot
>>702649141 Fucking retard. The point it the legal definition has a problem because it doesn't acknowledge female on male rape. And by extension, what brock did should be considered rape too. And i'm not even a feminist.
>>702648841 If I leave my bike unocked and someone steals it, it's a theft but the insurance company says it's my own fault and they don't give a shit. Why is it not the same with this shit? If you get blackout drunk and someone takes advantage of that, it's your own fucking fault for being careless. Still should be the same same sentence for it though. Just so tired of all this media shit how the victim is always blameless. Bullshit. Take some fucking responsibility for your own actions and life.
>>702649514 taking responsibility for your actions does not equate to sharing the blame. To do that is to mitigate the actions of a sex offender. He chose to do what he did, he bears 100% of the blame for it.
>>702649514 Would you then concede a victim of murder is at fault because they chose to walk down a street at a particular time of day that resulted in them being shot?
I think the difference between you not getting refunded for your bike being stolen is that first: there's no "anit-rape" or "anti-murder" insurance, so your corollary is a little off But also your bike is just stuff. Someone getting murdered, or physically assaulted, or raped are violations against their person. And I fully support differentiating legally between shit you can buy at Walmart and shit you can't.
>>702647843 I've never heard of a "heart of a rapist" theory, and your statement has several different points that are difficult for me to consolidate so I'm going to go a little general here: Let's assume there is a person that commits rape: This says nothing to if they will rape again after being punished. It also says nothing to if they might rape again having not been punished at all. But it does say there is a set of circumstances where this person will decide to commit rape. So given that there is a set of circumstances where this person will rape, we can safely assume there are similar circumstances with varying details where this person will again decide to rape.
As for the rest: I go through "Your a horrible rapist" training several times year. I think it's bullshit. Not all men are rapists. But that isn't an argument in favor of those that actually are.
So he didn't actually rape her with his penis, only his fingers. He's had no prior record and they were both drunk as fuck. He expressed deep remorse for his actions and sympathy for the victim. Sounds to me like he's not about to be a repeat offender. A bit of jail and the permanent "sex offender" label are probably more than enough punishment, desu desu
>>702638905 >The worst actual consequence his victim will have to deal with is the hangover
You don’t know me, but you’ve been inside me, and that’s why we’re here today On January 17th, 2015, it was a quiet Saturday night at home. My dad made some dinner and I sat at the table with my younger sister who was visiting for the weekend. I was working full time and it was approaching my bed time. I planned to stay at home by myself, watch some TV and read, while she went to a party with her friends. Then, I decided it was my only night with her, I had nothing better to do, so why not, there’s a dumb party ten minutes from my house, I would go, dance like a fool, and embarrass my younger sister. On the way there, I joked that undergrad guys would have braces. My sister teased me for wearing a beige cardigan to a frat party like a librarian. I called myself “big mama”, because I knew I’d be the oldest one there. I made silly faces, let my guard down, and drank liquor too fast not factoring in that my tolerance had significantly lowered since college The next thing I remember I was in a gurney in a hallway. I had dried blood and bandages on the backs of my hands and elbow. I thought maybe I had fallen and was in an admin office on campus. I was very calm and wondering where my sister was. A deputy explained I had been assaulted. I still remained calm, assured he was speaking to the wrong person. I knew no one at this party. When I was finally allowed to use the restroom, I pulled down the hospital pants they had given me, went to pull down my underwear, and felt nothing. I still remember the feeling of my hands touching my skin and grabbing nothing. I looked down and there was nothing. The thin piece of fabric, the only thing between my vagina and anything else, was missing and everything inside me was silenced. I still don’t have words for that feeling. In order to keep breathing, I thought maybe the policemen used scissors to cut them off for evidence.
Then, I felt pine needles scratching the back of my neck and started pulling them out my hair. I thought maybe, the pine needles had fallen from a tree onto my head. My brain was talking my gut into not collapsing. Because my gut was saying, help me, help me.
I shuffled from room to room with a blanket wrapped around me, pine needles trailing behind me, I left a little pile in every room I sat in. I was asked to sign papers that said “Rape Victim” and I thought something has really happened. My clothes were confiscated and I stood naked while the nurses held a ruler to various abrasions on my body and photographed them. The three of us worked to comb the pine needles out of my hair, six hands to fill one paper bag. To calm me down, they said it’s just the flora and fauna, flora and fauna. I had multiple swabs inserted into my vagina and anus, needles for shots, pills, had a Nikon pointed right into my spread legs. I had long, pointed beaks inside me and had my vagina smeared with cold, blue paint to check for abrasions. After a few hours of this, they let me shower. I stood there examining my body beneath the stream of water and decided, I don’t want my body anymore. I was terrified of it, I didn’t know what had been in it, if it had been contaminated, who had touched it. I wanted to take off my body like a jacket and leave it at the hospital with everything else.
On that morning, all that I was told was that I had been found behind a dumpster, potentially penetrated by a stranger, and that I should get retested for HIV because results don’t always show up immediately. But for now, I should go home and get back to my normal life. Imagine stepping back into the world with only that information. They gave me huge hugs and I walked out of the hospital into the parking lot wearing the new sweatshirt and sweatpants they provided me, as they had only allowed me to keep my necklace and shoes.
>>702652693 My sister picked me up, face wet from tears and contorted in anguish. Instinctively and immediately, I wanted to take away her pain. I smiled at her, I told her to look at me, I’m right here, I’m okay, everything’s okay, I’m right here. My hair is washed and clean, they gave me the strangest shampoo, calm down, and look at me. Look at these funny new sweatpants and sweatshirt, I look like a P.E. teacher, let’s go home, let’s eat something. She did not know that beneath my sweatsuit, I had scratches and bandages on my skin, my vagina was sore and had become a strange, dark color from all the prodding, my underwear was missing, and I felt too empty to continue to speak. That I was also afraid, that I was also devastated. That day we drove home and for hours in silence my younger sister held me.
My boyfriend did not know what happened, but called that day and said, “I was really worried about you last night, you scared me, did you make it home okay?” I was horrified. That’s when I learned I had called him that night in my blackout, left an incomprehensible voicemail, that we had also spoken on the phone, but I was slurring so heavily he was scared for me, that he repeatedly told me to go find [my sister]. Again, he asked me, “What happened last night? Did you make it home okay?” I said yes, and hung up to cry.
I was not ready to tell my boyfriend or parents that actually, I may have been raped behind a dumpster, but I don’t know by who or when or how. If I told them, I would see the fear on their faces, and mine would multiply by tenfold, so instead I pretended the whole thing wasn’t real.
>>702652308 I can provide many examples of people who've gotten drunk, driven a vehicle, caused an accident and killed someone. They're typically justifiably remorseful, and in all probability will never drive dunk again. But those people tend to spend years, if not the remainder of their lives in prison.
Being remorseful, sympathetic and unlikely to be a repeat offender should either count in all cases or none
>>702652783 I tried to push it out of my mind, but it was so heavy I didn’t talk, I didn’t eat, I didn’t sleep, I didn’t interact with anyone. After work, I would drive to a secluded place to scream. I didn’t talk, I didn’t eat, I didn’t sleep, I didn’t interact with anyone, and I became isolated from the ones I loved most. For over a week after the incident, I didn’t get any calls or updates about that night or what happened to me. The only symbol that proved that it hadn’t just been a bad dream, was the sweatshirt from the hospital in my drawer.
One day, I was at work, scrolling through the news on my phone, and came across an article. In it, I read and learned for the first time about how I was found unconscious, with my hair disheveled, long necklace wrapped around my neck, bra pulled out of my dress, dress pulled off over my shoulders and pulled up above my waist, that I was butt naked all the way down to my boots, legs spread apart, and had been penetrated by a foreign object by someone I did not recognize. This was how I learned what happened to me, sitting at my desk reading the news at work. I learned what happened to me the same time everyone else in the world learned what happened to me. That’s when the pine needles in my hair made sense, they didn’t fall from a tree. He had taken off my underwear, his fingers had been inside of me. I don’t even know this person. I still don’t know this person. When I read about me like this, I said, this can’t be me, this can’t be me. I could not digest or accept any of this information. I could not imagine my family having to read about this online. I kept reading. In the next paragraph, I read something that I will never forgive; I read that according to him, I liked it. I liked it. Again, I do not have words for these feelings.
>>702652885 It’s like if you were to read an article where a car was hit, and found dented, in a ditch. But maybe the car enjoyed being hit. Maybe the other car didn’t mean to hit it, just bump it up a little bit. Cars get in accidents all the time, people aren’t always paying attention, can we really say who’s at fault.
And then, at the bottom of the article, after I learned about the graphic details of my own sexual assault, the article listed his swimming times. She was found breathing, unresponsive with her underwear six inches away from her bare stomach curled in fetal position. By the way, he’s really good at swimming. Throw in my mile time if that’s what we’re doing. I’m good at cooking, put that in there, I think the end is where you list your extracurriculars to cancel out all the sickening things that’ve happened.
The night the news came out I sat my parents down and told them that I had been assaulted, to not look at the news because it’s upsetting, just know that I’m okay, I’m right here, and I’m okay. But halfway through telling them, my mom had to hold me because I could no longer stand up. The night after it happened, he said he didn’t know my name, said he wouldn’t be able to identify my face in a lineup, didn’t mention any dialogue between us, no words, only dancing and kissing. Dancing is a cute term; was it snapping fingers and twirling dancing, or just bodies grinding up against each other in a crowded room? I wonder if kissing was just faces sloppily pressed up against each other? When the detective asked if he had planned on taking me back to his dorm, he said no. When the detective asked how we ended up behind the dumpster, he said he didn’t know.
>>702653055 He admitted to kissing other girls at that party, one of whom was my own sister who pushed him away. He admitted to wanting to hook up with someone. I was the wounded antelope of the herd, completely alone and vulnerable, physically unable to fend for myself, and he chose me. Sometimes I think, if I hadn’t gone, then this never would’ve happened. But then I realized, it would have happened, just to somebody else. You were about to enter four years of access to drunk girls and parties, and if this is the foot you started off on, then it is right you did not continue. The night after it happened, he said he thought I liked it because I rubbed his back. A back rub.
Never mentioned me voicing consent, never mentioned us even speaking, a back rub. One more time, in public news, I learned that my ass and vagina were completely exposed outside, my breasts had been groped, fingers had been jabbed inside me along with pine needles and debris, my bare skin and head had been rubbing against the ground behind a dumpster, while an erect freshman was humping my half naked, unconscious body. But I don’t remember, so how do I prove I didn’t like it.
I thought there’s no way this is going to trial; there were witnesses, there was dirt in my body, he ran but was caught. He’s going to settle, formally apologize, and we will both move on. Instead, I was told he hired a powerful attorney, expert witnesses, private investigators who were going to try and find details about my personal life to use against me, find loopholes in my story to invalidate me and my sister, in order to show that this sexual assault was in fact a misunderstanding. That he was going to go to any length to convince the world he had simply been confused.
>>702653172 I was not only told that I was assaulted, I was told that because I couldn’t remember, I technically could not prove it was unwanted. And that distorted me, damaged me, almost broke me. It is the saddest type of confusion to be told I was assaulted and nearly raped, blatantly out in the open, but we don’t know if it counts as assault yet. I had to fight for an entire year to make it clear that there was something wrong with this situation.
When I was told to be prepared in case we didn’t win, I said, I can’t prepare for that. He was guilty the minute I woke up. No one can talk me out of the hurt he caused me. Worst of all, I was warned, because he now knows you don’t remember, he is going to get to write the script. He can say whatever he wants and no one can contest it. I had no power, I had no voice, I was defenseless. My memory loss would be used against me. My testimony was weak, was incomplete, and I was made to believe that perhaps, I am not enough to win this. His attorney constantly reminded the jury, the only one we can believe is Brock, because she doesn’t remember. That helplessness was traumatizing. Instead of taking time to heal, I was taking time to recall the night in excruciating detail, in order to prepare for the attorney’s questions that would be invasive, aggressive, and designed to steer me off course, to contradict myself, my sister, phrased in ways to manipulate my answers. Instead of his attorney saying, Did you notice any abrasions? He said, You didn’t notice any abrasions, right? This was a game of strategy, as if I could be tricked out of my own worth. The sexual assault had been so clear, but instead, here I was at the trial, answering questions like:
>>702653322 How old are you? How much do you weigh? What did you eat that day? Well what did you have for dinner? Who made dinner? Did you drink with dinner? No, not even water? When did you drink? How much did you drink? What container did you drink out of? Who gave you the drink? How much do you usually drink? Who dropped you off at this party? At what time? But where exactly? What were you wearing? Why were you going to this party? What’ d you do when you got there? Are you sure you did that? But what time did you do that? What does this text mean? Who were you texting? When did you urinate? Where did you urinate? With whom did you urinate outside? Was your phone on silent when your sister called? Do you remember silencing it? Really because on page 53 I’d like to point out that you said it was set to ring. Did you drink in college? You said you were a party animal? How many times did you black out? Did you party at frats? Are you serious with your boyfriend? Are you sexually active with him? When did you start dating? Would you ever cheat? Do you have a history of cheating? What do you mean when you said you wanted to reward him? Do you remember what time you woke up? Were you wearing your cardigan? What color was your cardigan? Do you remember any more from that night? No? Okay, well, we’ll let Brock fill it in.
I was pummeled with narrowed, pointed questions that dissected my personal life, love life, past life, family life, inane questions, accumulating trivial details to try and find an excuse for this guy who had me half naked before even bothering to ask for my name.
After a physical assault, I was assaulted with questions designed to attack me, to say see, her facts don’t line up, she’s out of her mind, she’s practically an alcoholic, she probably wanted to hook up, he’s like an athlete right, they were both drunk, whatever, the hospital stuff she remembers is after the fact, why take it into account, Brock has a lot at stake so he’s having a really hard time right now.
And then it came time for him to testify and I learned what it meant to be revictimized. I want to remind you, the night after it happened he said he never planned to take me back to his dorm. He said he didn’t know why we were behind a dumpster. He got up to leave because he wasn’t feeling well when he was suddenly chased and attacked. Then he learned I could not remember.
So one year later, as predicted, a new dialogue emerged. Brock had a strange new story, almost sounded like a poorly written young adult novel with kissing and dancing and hand holding and lovingly tumbling onto the ground, and most importantly in this new story, there was suddenly consent. One year after the incident, he remembered, oh yeah, by the way she actually said yes, to everything, so. He said he had asked if I wanted to dance. Apparently I said yes. He’d asked if I wanted to go to his dorm, I said yes. Then he asked if he could finger me and I said yes. Most guys don’t ask, can I finger you? Usually there’s a natural progression of things, unfolding consensually, not a Q and A. But apparently I granted full permission. He’s in the clear. Even in his story, I only said a total of three words, yes yes yes, before he had me half naked on the ground. Future reference, if you are confused about whether a girl can consent, see if she can speak an entire sentence. You couldn’t even do that. Just one coherent string of words. Where was the confusion? This is common sense, human decency.
>>702653512 According to him, the only reason we were on the ground was because I fell down. Note; if a girl falls down help her get back up. If she is too drunk to even walk and falls down, do not mount her, hump her, take off her underwear, and insert your hand inside her vagina. If a girl falls down help her up. If she is wearing a cardigan over her dress don’t take it off so that you can touch her breasts. Maybe she is cold, maybe that’s why she wore the cardigan.
Next in the story, two Swedes on bicycles approached you and you ran. When they tackled you why didn’t say, “Stop! Everything’s okay, go ask her, she’s right over there, she’ll tell you.” I mean you had just asked for my consent, right? I was awake, right? When the policeman arrived and interviewed the evil Swede who tackled you, he was crying so hard he couldn’t speak because of what he’d seen.
Your attorney has repeatedly pointed out, well we don’t know exactly when she became unconscious. And you’re right, maybe I was still fluttering my eyes and wasn’t completely limp yet. That was never the point. I was too drunk to speak English, too drunk to consent way before I was on the ground. I should have never been touched in the first place. Brock stated, “At no time did I see that she was not responding. If at any time I thought she was not responding, I would have stopped immediately.” Here’s the thing; if your plan was to stop only when I became unresponsive, then you still do not understand. You didn’t even stop when I was unconscious anyway! Someone else stopped you. Two guys on bikes noticed I wasn’t moving in the dark and had to tackle you. How did you not notice while on top of me?
>>702653664 You said, you would have stopped and gotten help. You say that, but I want you to explain how you would’ve helped me, step by step, walk me through this. I want to know, if those evil Swedes had not found me, how the night would have played out. I am asking you; Would you have pulled my underwear back on over my boots? Untangled the necklace wrapped around my neck? Closed my legs, covered me? Pick the pine needles from my hair? Asked if the abrasions on my neck and bottom hurt? Would you then go find a friend and say, Will you help me get her somewhere warm and soft? I don’t sleep when I think about the way it could have gone if the two guys had never come. What would have happened to me? That’s what you’ll never have a good answer for, that’s what you can’t explain even after a year.
On top of all this, he claimed that I orgasmed after one minute of digital penetration. The nurse said there had been abrasions, lacerations, and dirt in my genitalia. Was that before or after I came?
To sit under oath and inform all of us, that yes I wanted it, yes I permitted it, and that you are the true victim attacked by Swedes for reasons unknown to you is appalling, is demented, is selfish, is damaging. It is enough to be suffering. It is another thing to have someone ruthlessly working to diminish the gravity of validity of this suffering.
My family had to see pictures of my head strapped to a gurney full of pine needles, of my body in the dirt with my eyes closed, hair messed up, limbs bent, and dress hiked up. And even after that, my family had to listen to your attorney say the pictures were after the fact, we can dismiss them. To say, yes her nurse confirmed there was redness and abrasions inside her, significant trauma to her genitalia, but that’s what happens when you finger someone, and he’s already admitted to that.
To listen to your attorney attempt to paint a picture of me, the face of girls gone wild, as if somehow that would make it so that I had this coming for me. To listen to him say I sounded drunk on the phone because I’m silly and that’s my goofy way of speaking. To point out that in the voicemail, I said I would reward my boyfriend and we all know what I was thinking. I assure you my rewards program is non transferable, especially to any nameless man that approaches me.
He has done irreversible damage to me and my family during the trial and we have sat silently, listening to him shape the evening. But in the end, his unsupported statements and his attorney’s twisted logic fooled no one. The truth won, the truth spoke for itself.
You are guilty. Twelve jurors convicted you guilty of three felony counts beyond reasonable doubt, that’s twelve votes per count, thirty six yeses confirming guilt, that’s one hundred percent, unanimous guilt. And I thought finally it is over, finally he will own up to what he did, truly apologize, we will both move on and get better. Then I read your statement.
If you are hoping that one of my organs will implode from anger and I will die, I’m almost there. You are very close. This is not a story of another drunk college hookup with poor decision making. Assault is not an accident. Somehow, you still don’t get it. Somehow, you still sound confused.
I will now read portions of the defendant’s statement and respond to them.
You said, Being drunk I just couldn’t make the best decisions and neither could she.
Alcohol is not an excuse. Is it a factor? Yes. But alcohol was not the one who stripped me, fingered me, had my head dragging against the ground, with me almost fully naked. Having too much to drink was an amateur mistake that I admit to, but it is not criminal. Everyone in this room has had a night where they have regretted drinking too much, or knows someone close to them who has had a night where they have regretted drinking too much. Regretting drinking is not the same as regretting sexual assault. We were both drunk, the difference is I did not take off your pants and underwear, touch you inappropriately, and run away. That’s the difference.
You said, If I wanted to get to know her, I should have asked for her number, rather than asking her to go back to my room.
I’m not mad because you didn’t ask for my number. Even if you did know me, I would not want to be in this situation. My own boyfriend knows me, but if he asked to finger me behind a dumpster, I would slap him. No girl wants to be in this situation. Nobody. I don’t care if you know their phone number or not.
You said, I stupidly thought it was okay for me to do what everyone around me was doing, which was drinking. I was wrong.
Again, you were not wrong for drinking. Everyone around you was not sexually assaulting me. You were wrong for doing what nobody else was doing, which was pushing your erect dick in your pants against my naked, defenseless body concealed in a dark area, where partygoers could no longer see or protect me, and my own sister could not find me. Sipping fireball is not your crime. Peeling off and discarding my underwear like a candy wrapper to insert your finger into my body, is where you went wrong. Why am I still explaining this.
You said, During the trial I didn’t want to victimize her at all. That was just my attorney and his way of approaching the case.
Your attorney is not your scapegoat, he represents you. Did your attorney say some incredulously infuriating, degrading things? Absolutely. He said you had an erection, because it was cold.
You said, you are in the process of establishing a program for high school and college students in which you speak about your experience to “speak out against the college campus drinking culture and the sexual promiscuity that goes along with that.”
Campus drinking culture. That’s what we’re speaking out against? You think that’s what I’ve spent the past year fighting for? Not awareness about campus sexual assault, or rape, or learning to recognize consent. Campus drinking culture. Down with Jack Daniels. Down with Skyy Vodka. If you want talk to people about drinking go to an AA meeting. You realize, having a drinking problem is different than drinking and then forcefully trying to have sex with someone? Show men how to respect women, not how to drink less.
Drinking culture and the sexual promiscuity that goes along with that. Goes along with that, like a side effect, like fries on the side of your order. Where does promiscuity even come into play? I don’t see headlines that read, Brock Turner, Guilty of drinking too much and the sexual promiscuity that goes along with that. Campus Sexual Assault. There’s your first powerpoint slide. Rest assured, if you fail to fix the topic of your talk, I will follow you to every school you go to and give a follow up presentation.
>>702654248 Lastly you said, I want to show people that one night of drinking can ruin a life.
A life, one life, yours, you forgot about mine. Let me rephrase for you, I want to show people that one night of drinking can ruin two lives. You and me. You are the cause, I am the effect. You have dragged me through this hell with you, dipped me back into that night again and again. You knocked down both our towers, I collapsed at the same time you did. If you think I was spared, came out unscathed, that today I ride off into sunset, while you suffer the greatest blow, you are mistaken. Nobody wins. We have all been devastated, we have all been trying to find some meaning in all of this suffering. Your damage was concrete; stripped of titles, degrees, enrollment. My damage was internal, unseen, I carry it with me. You took away my worth, my privacy, my energy, my time, my safety, my intimacy, my confidence, my own voice, until today. See one thing we have in common is that we were both unable to get up in the morning. I am no stranger to suffering. You made me a victim. In newspapers my name was “unconscious intoxicated woman”, ten syllables, and nothing more than that. For a while, I believed that that was all I was. I had to force myself to relearn my real name, my identity. To relearn that this is not all that I am. That I am not just a drunk victim at a frat party found behind a dumpster, while you are the All American swimmer at a top university, innocent until proven guilty, with so much at stake. I am a human being who has been irreversibly hurt, my life was put on hold for over a year, waiting to figure out if I was worth something.
My independence, natural joy, gentleness, and steady lifestyle I had been enjoying became distorted beyond recognition. I became closed off, angry, self deprecating, tired, irritable, empty. The isolation at times was unbearable. You cannot give me back the life I had before that night either.
>>702654383 While you worry about your shattered reputation, I refrigerated spoons every night so when I woke up, and my eyes were puffy from crying, I would hold the spoons to my eyes to lessen the swelling so that I could see. I showed up an hour late to work every morning, excused myself to cry in the stairwells, I can tell you all the best places in that building to cry where no one can hear you. The pain became so bad that I had to explain the private details to my boss to let her know why I was leaving. I needed time because continuing day to day was not possible. I used my savings to go as far away as I could possibly be. I did not return to work full time as I knew I’d have to take weeks off in the future for the hearing and trial, that were constantly being rescheduled. My life was put on hold for over a year, my structure had collapsed.
I can’t sleep alone at night without having a light on, like a five year old, because I have nightmares of being touched where I cannot wake up, I did this thing where I waited until the sun came up and I felt safe enough to sleep. For three months, I went to bed at six o’clock in the morning.
I used to pride myself on my independence, now I am afraid to go on walks in the evening, to attend social events with drinking among friends where I should be comfortable being. I have become a little barnacle always needing to be at someone’s side, to have my boyfriend standing next to me, sleeping beside me, protecting me. It is embarrassing how feeble I feel, how timidly I move through life, always guarded, ready to defend myself, ready to be angry.
You have no idea how hard I have worked to rebuild parts of me that are still weak. It took me eight months to even talk about what happened. I could no longer connect with friends, with everyone around me. I would scream at my boyfriend, my own family whenever they brought this up. You never let me forget what happened to me.
>>702654516 At the of end of the hearing, the trial, I was too tired to speak. I would leave drained, silent. I would go home turn off my phone and for days I would not speak. You bought me a ticket to a planet where I lived by myself. Every time a new article come out, I lived with the paranoia that my entire hometown would find out and know me as the girl who got assaulted. I didn’t want anyone’s pity and am still learning to accept victim as part of my identity. You made my own hometown an uncomfortable place to be.
You cannot give me back my sleepless nights. The way I have broken down sobbing uncontrollably if I’m watching a movie and a woman is harmed, to say it lightly, this experience has expanded my empathy for other victims. I have lost weight from stress, when people would comment I told them I’ve been running a lot lately. There are times I did not want to be touched. I have to relearn that I am not fragile, I am capable, I am wholesome, not just livid and weak.
When I see my younger sister hurting, when she is unable to keep up in school, when she is deprived of joy, when she is not sleeping, when she is crying so hard on the phone she is barely breathing, telling me over and over again she is sorry for leaving me alone that night, sorry sorry sorry, when she feels more guilt than you, then I do not forgive you. That night I had called her to try and find her, but you found me first. Your attorney’s closing statement began, “[Her sister] said she was fine and who knows her better than her sister.” You tried to use my own sister against me? Your points of attack were so weak, so low, it was almost embarrassing. You do not touch her.
>>702654671 You should have never done this to me. Secondly, you should have never made me fight so long to tell you, you should have never done this to me. But here we are. The damage is done, no one can undo it. And now we both have a choice. We can let this destroy us, I can remain angry and hurt and you can be in denial, or we can face it head on, I accept the pain, you accept the punishment, and we move on.
Your life is not over, you have decades of years ahead to rewrite your story. The world is huge, it is so much bigger than Palo Alto and Stanford, and you will make a space for yourself in it where you can be useful and happy. But right now, you do not get to shrug your shoulders and be confused anymore. You do not get to pretend that there were no red flags. You have been convicted of violating me, intentionally, forcibly, sexually, with malicious intent, and all you can admit to is consuming alcohol. Do not talk about the sad way your life was upturned because alcohol made you do bad things. Figure out how to take responsibility for your own conduct.
Now to address the sentencing. When I read the probation officer’s report, I was in disbelief, consumed by anger which eventually quieted down to profound sadness. My statements have been slimmed down to distortion and taken out of context. I fought hard during this trial and will not have the outcome minimized by a probation officer who attempted to evaluate my current state and my wishes in a fifteen minute conversation, the majority of which was spent answering questions I had about the legal system. The context is also important. Brock had yet to issue a statement, and I had not read his remarks.
>>702654836 My life has been on hold for over a year, a year of anger, anguish and uncertainty, until a jury of my peers rendered a judgment that validated the injustices I had endured. Had Brock admitted guilt and remorse and offered to settle early on, I would have considered a lighter sentence, respecting his honesty, grateful to be able to move our lives forward. Instead he took the risk of going to trial, added insult to injury and forced me to relive the hurt as details about my personal life and sexual assault were brutally dissected before the public. He pushed me and my family through a year of inexplicable, unnecessary suffering, and should face the consequences of challenging his crime, of putting my pain into question, of making us wait so long for justice.
I told the probation officer I do not want Brock to rot away in prison. I did not say he does not deserve to be behind bars. The probation officer’s recommendation of a year or less in county jail is a soft timeout, a mockery of the seriousness of his assaults, an insult to me and all women. It gives the message that a stranger can be inside you without proper consent and he will receive less than what has been defined as the minimum sentence. Probation should be denied. I also told the probation officer that what I truly wanted was for Brock to get it, to understand and admit to his wrongdoing.
Unfortunately, after reading the defendant’s report, I am severely disappointed and feel that he has failed to exhibit sincere remorse or responsibility for his conduct. I fully respected his right to a trial, but even after twelve jurors unanimously convicted him guilty of three felonies, all he has admitted to doing is ingesting alcohol. Someone who cannot take full accountability for his actions does not deserve a mitigating sentence.
>>702654671 Stop with the FB liberal arts autism. I could write paragraphs about how the dumb bitch ruined clothes and electronics it took children working twelve hour days in near slave labor conditions to priduce. People victimize themselves just to focus all the blame on another person just as drunk as them and then get coddled by thousands. It is a creeping weakness in this culture.
It is deeply offensive that he would try and dilute rape with a suggestion of “promiscuity.” By definition rape is the absence of promiscuity, rape is the absence of consent, and it perturbs me deeply that he can’t even see that distinction.
The probation officer factored in that the defendant is youthful and has no prior convictions. In my opinion, he is old enough to know what he did was wrong. When you are eighteen in this country you can go to war. When you are nineteen, you are old enough to pay the consequences for attempting to rape someone. He is young, but he is old enough to know better.
As this is a first offence I can see where leniency would beckon. On the other hand, as a society, we cannot forgive everyone’s first sexual assault or digital rape. It doesn’t make sense. The seriousness of rape has to be communicated clearly, we should not create a culture that suggests we learn that rape is wrong through trial and error. The consequences of sexual assault needs to be severe enough that people feel enough fear to exercise good judgment even if they are drunk, severe enough to be preventative.
The probation officer weighed the fact that he has surrendered a hard earned swimming scholarship. How fast Brock swims does not lessen the severity of what happened to me, and should not lessen the severity of his punishment. If a first time offender from an underprivileged background was accused of three felonies and displayed no accountability for his actions other than drinking, what would his sentence be? The fact that Brock was an athlete at a private university should not be seen as an entitlement to leniency, but as an opportunity to send a message that sexual assault is against the law regardless of social class.
Maybe some of you dumbfucks should actually read an articles instead of arguing over it an 4chan http://www.usmagazine.com/celebrity-news/news/brock-turners-stanford-rape-case-everything-you-need-to-know-w209237
The Probation Officer has stated that this case, when compared to other crimes of similar nature, may be considered less serious due to the defendant’s level of intoxication. It felt serious. That’s all I’m going to say.
What has he done to demonstrate that he deserves a break? He has only apologized for drinking and has yet to define what he did to me as sexual assault, he has revictimized me continually, relentlessly. He has been found guilty of three serious felonies and it is time for him to accept the consequences of his actions. He will not be quietly excused.
He is a lifetime sex registrant. That doesn’t expire. Just like what he did to me doesn’t expire, doesn’t just go away after a set number of years. It stays with me, it’s part of my identity, it has forever changed the way I carry myself, the way I live the rest of my life.
To conclude, I want to say thank you. To everyone from the intern who made me oatmeal when I woke up at the hospital that morning, to the deputy who waited beside me, to the nurses who calmed me, to the detective who listened to me and never judged me, to my advocates who stood unwaveringly beside me, to my therapist who taught me to find courage in vulnerability, to my boss for being kind and understanding, to my incredible parents who teach me how to turn pain into strength, to my grandma who snuck chocolate into the courtroom throughout this to give to me, my friends who remind me how to be happy, to my boyfriend who is patient and loving, to my unconquerable sister who is the other half of my heart, to Alaleh, my idol, who fought tirelessly and never doubted me. Thank you to everyone involved in the trial for their time and attention. Thank you to girls across the nation that wrote cards to my DA to give to me, so many strangers who cared for me.
>>702654671 >I didn’t want anyone’s pity and am still learning to accept victim as part of my identity. My sides. >I didn't want people to know to know I hooked up with a dude but now it's public. I am now acting like a bigger victim then third world underage rape victims. Please give me more attention.
Most importantly, thank you to the two men who saved me, who I have yet to meet. I sleep with two bicycles that I drew taped above my bed to remind myself there are heroes in this story. That we are looking out for one another. To have known all of these people, to have felt their protection and love, is something I will never forget.
And finally, to girls everywhere, I am with you. On nights when you feel alone, I am with you. When people doubt you or dismiss you, I am with you. I fought everyday for you. So never stop fighting, I believe you. As the author Anne Lamott once wrote, “Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.” Although I can’t save every boat, I hope that by speaking today, you absorbed a small amount of light, a small knowing that you can’t be silenced, a small satisfaction that justice was served, a small assurance that we are getting somewhere, and a big, big knowing that you are important, unquestionably, you are untouchable, you are beautiful, you are to be valued, respected, undeniably, every minute of every day, you are powerful and nobody can take that away from you. To girls everywhere, I am with you. Thank you.
>>702643150 She would've been fine if she was at the party as well. However, I'd agree that the responsibility lies with the individual, as you can't trust strangers to have your best interest at heart. You, as an individual, can take the precautions to prevent something like that from happening.
>>702647870 If tou seem him, tell him I hoped he has learned his lesson and that I hope he looks inside himself and changes what he needs to change. I don't think his life is over, and I hope hedoesn't either.
>>702636922 Big fuckin deal. There's a dozen murderers and a lot more that committed assault that are being let out today and every other day. I'll bet you don't even know one of their names. You're a beta fag for focusing on this one, thinking that by displaying your indignation you're making some restitution for the crimes of white men (which sadly, you're also one). Nothing but a bunch of self-righteous and ignorant SJWs.
You have lived long enough to enter an era of 4chan where the normies and cryhards have made this place home.
>spam threads about SJW bullshit >using chan lingo to try and shame people into accepting their SJW garbage (eg. only redditors don't think xyz! you must be a summerfag!) >using spambots to police content they are offended by (Eg. abusing spiderman to flood loli threads)
And on and on and on.
They are trying to change this place to their own little playground. Don't fall for their garbage. They want you to give up and stop pissing in the ocean of piss, so 4chan can be a safespace echo chamber hugbox.
What a time to be alive.
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