Posts Tagged: rape

“The Link Between Rape and Pornography”

“A lot of researchers will tell you that a link can’t be made between rape and pornography, or that they’re not sure yet if one exists. “Meet someone who does know with certainty.”   Advertisements

“The Link Between Rape and Pornography”

“A lot of researchers will tell you that a link can’t be made between rape and pornography, or that they’re not sure yet if one exists. “Meet someone who does know with certainty.”  

Not Inconceivable: Pregnancy after Rape

At least I can’t get pregnant.

This was the thought in my mind when my rapist anally penetrated me. At least I can’t get pregnant. In the midst of the horror I endured, I clung to that thought. What was happening was excruciating, terrifying. But at least I wouldn’t get pregnant. Because becoming pregnant after this would have been even worse. It would have taken a six-hour long period of assault and degradation and stretched it out across nine months. It would have been a daily reminder of what he did to me. I wouldn’t be at home in my own body.

Not Inconceivable: Pregnancy after Rape

At least I can’t get pregnant.

This was the thought in my mind when my rapist anally penetrated me. At least I can’t get pregnant. In the midst of the horror I endured, I clung to that thought. What was happening was excruciating, terrifying. But at least I wouldn’t get pregnant. Because becoming pregnant after this would have been even worse. It would have taken a six-hour long period of assault and degradation and stretched it out across nine months. It would have been a daily reminder of what he did to me. I wouldn’t be at home in my own body.

Victim or Survivor

There’s a thought-provoking post here about what we call people who have been raped. For most of my life, people who were raped were simply “victims.” Then I went through training to work with those people – mostly women –

Victim or Survivor

There’s a thought-provoking post here about what we call people who have been raped. For most of my life, people who were raped were simply “victims.” Then I went through training to work with those people – mostly women –

Legalized Prostitution is a Failure

In the past decade or so, several countries, including the Netherlands and Germany, have toyed with legalizing prostitution. They did so because it was argued that legitimizing the industry would lead to greater health regulations and protections for sex workers. It was thought that legalization would lessen the stigma to sex work, reduce human trafficking and result in a win-win-win: prostitutes, customers (“johns” or “punters”) and society would all be better off.

Ten years into the experiment and none of those things have come to pass, according to a detailed (read: lengthy) article in Germany’s Der Spiegel magazine. The article is here and well worth a read. But as it spans five pages, I’ll try to sum it up as best I can.

Legalized Prostitution is a Failure

In the past decade or so, several countries, including the Netherlands and Germany, have toyed with legalizing prostitution. They did so because it was argued that legitimizing the industry would lead to greater health regulations and protections for sex workers. It was thought that legalization would lessen the stigma to sex work, reduce human trafficking and result in a win-win-win: prostitutes, customers (“johns” or “punters”) and society would all be better off.

Ten years into the experiment and none of those things have come to pass, according to a detailed (read: lengthy) article in Germany’s Der Spiegel magazine. The article is here and well worth a read. But as it spans five pages, I’ll try to sum it up as best I can.

Life: The Not-So-Gay 20s

When he finally leaves, I take a shower and get ready for work. I tell only one person, an ex-boyfriend who had claimed to be a feminist. He says I was stupid to let it happen. And I feel stupid, but tell myself that what has happened won’t change me. I swear it won’t …

Life: The Not-So-Gay 20s

When he finally leaves, I take a shower and get ready for work. I tell only one person, an ex-boyfriend who had claimed to be a feminist. He says I was stupid to let it happen. And I feel stupid, but tell myself that what has happened won’t change me. I swear it won’t …