F*ck Brock Turner. Here's How I'm Giving Back.

Tuesday, June 07, 2016 by Meg   •   Filed under General

I was going to stay out of it, I really was. There are already so many beautiful and poignant writings about the Stanford rapist at this

juncture, including a moving letter from the victim herself.

But now that Brock Turner’s father has gotten involved, noting that a paltry six month sentence is “a steep price to pay for twenty minutes of action,” I’m too pissed to stay out of it. We all should be.

Daddy went on to shift fault to the university:

“In hindsight, it’s clear that Brock was desperately trying to fit in at Stanford and fell into the culture of alcohol consumption and partying. This culture was modeled by many of the upperclassmen on the swim team and played a role in the events of Jan 17th and 18th 2015.”

Dan, your son was not on trial for drinking, you rape-enabling fuck. He sexually abused an unconscious woman.

Now, it is true that the culture of hyper-masculinity encourages more aggressive behaviors in men and boys. It is true that most rapists have abuse in their own pasts (ahem). It is also true that alcohol clouds judgment.

But your son is a predator.

He is not a victim.

Brock Allan Turner felt that he was entitled to do what he wanted to this woman simply because she was there. His father apparently shares this mentality. No wonder his son is out raping folks.

As for Daddy's implication that twenty minutes can’t possibly be enough time to ruin one’s life, perhaps we should speculate about whether this twenty-minute logic would work for other types of crimes. A man who steals to feed his family goes to jail, regardless of the time it took to do it. I’d venture a guess that Rape Dad would want to see said man put away, maybe to send a message that this behavior won’t be tolerated (unlike rape which is apparently fucking fine). Daddy would want to keep the “riffraff” off our streets (he looks like the type of dude who would say “riffraff," doesn’t he?)

Perhaps we should we ask the bread thief about his hobbies. Whether he knows how to swim. Whether his GPA is more than 2.7. Whether Daddy’s money can buy him out of trouble, or whether he had a promising future.

Should we ask these questions? Is this how we measure a person’s guilt? Do the answers to these questions separate victims from aggressors?

I have written in the past about rape culture and victim blaming. We already have a system in which, after a rape, victims are asked what they were wearing during their attack (mini-skirt = she asked for it). And now this judge has set a dangerous precedent by overtly telling us that a rapist’s merits—his future as a swimmer, his potential as a student—can outweigh his actions as an abuser. These precedents matter in legal proceedings, because they provide future attorneys and judges legal justification for the manner in which they conduct their own cases and sentencing.

And the dialogue in this case, right down to the photo splashed everywhere—Turner, clean cut and smiling, practically screaming his innocence—is aimed at making Brock as much a victim as the woman he raped

This is the precedent we are setting here; that the aggressor ought to be seen as a victim.

And this is why I, you, none of us, can “stay out of it” any longer. We ALL have to speak up against this kind of gross miscarriage of justice. It is incumbent upon all of us to do whatever we can to help the true victims. We can splatter the convict’s face across all social media in an effort to prevent more crimes at the hands of this man, though that safety should have been delivered by the courts. We can speak out against rape culture. We can donate our time, money, and energies to help victims recover from trauma. We can all do something.  

Here’s what I’m going to do:

For the entire month of June, 10% of all profits from the sale of my book, FAMISHED, will be donated to Haven, a Michigan-based domestic violence and sexual assault crisis center (Hannah Montgomery would have been a lot better off there).

While I wrote FAMISHED for entertainment purposes, and it is a work of fiction, it explores themes of violence, rape, and abuse, while empowering the victim--if only through fantasy.

Maybe now this book can contribute in some small way to helping real life victims of assault and abuse to stand up when they have been pushed down.

Unlike Brock fucking Turner.

If you're looking for others who are giving back, check out Subliminal Hippie and her awesome bracelets HERE. 10% of all proceeds go to domestic violence shelters in her area. 

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