Like many of my friends, I've been reeling over the past couple of days at the media's coverage of the Stubenville verdict. The extent of sympathy for the perpetrators of the crime, the implicit message that the life of the young woman who was raped is so much less valuable than the lives of the young men who raped her, it all fills me with inarticulate rage.
As a 20-something feminist, I have a lot of feminist discussions with my friends on social media. We pass commentary around. We discuss rape, birth control, and women's rights in what is essentially an ongoing conversation, discussion flowing from the comments on one post to the next in an endless stream. This is the kind of good thing that the facebook news feed enables.
What stuns me, though, is how much this stays a discussion among women. Even though we hold it on a public forum, where plenty of guys can see it. On the one hand, this is a good thing, because it means that our male friends are either thoughtful enough or have enough respect for our debate skills not to come in and make douchey comments. On the other hand, isn't "yay the guys in our lives don't barge in and say asshole things about women's issues!" a really low bar to set?
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Because football is not rape
I had a Feminist Moment during econometrics this morning.
In my program, the first-year econometrics lectures are in 2-hour blocks, so we generally take a 5-minute break in the middle of class. During the break today, a couple of the guys were talking about football. We'll call one of them Classmate A and the other Classmate B. (Thankfully, Classmate A does not actually belong to my cohort, meaning he's taking my class but not in my program.)
So they're talking about football, and Classmate A says, "Stanford got raped by Oregon this weekend."
In my program, the first-year econometrics lectures are in 2-hour blocks, so we generally take a 5-minute break in the middle of class. During the break today, a couple of the guys were talking about football. We'll call one of them Classmate A and the other Classmate B. (Thankfully, Classmate A does not actually belong to my cohort, meaning he's taking my class but not in my program.)
So they're talking about football, and Classmate A says, "Stanford got raped by Oregon this weekend."
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