Brigid Daull Brockway is technically a writer

Brigid Daull Brockway is technically a writer

A blog about words, wordplay, and etymology, with slightly more than occasional political rants.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

The judge said “there is less moral culpability attached to the defendant, who is ... intoxicated,” when he sentenced rapist Brock Turner to six months in jail, of which he'll probably serve three. Brock Turner is less morally culpable because he was drunk; Brock Turner's victim is responsible for her rape because she was drunk.
Brock Turner will spend maybe ninety days in jail because he has no significant history of violence; Brock Turner's victim deserves what she got because she has a history of getting drunk and having sex.
Brock Turner doesn't deserve jail at all, according to his dad, for his twenty minutes of "action"; after Turner's twenty minutes of action, his victim spent an entire night being probed and prodded, swabbed, penetrated, interviewed, photographed. A night of pain and humiliation which led to a year and a half of hashing and rehashing while the world watched and the defense probed and prodded and swabbed and penetrated every corner of her life to prove she deserved what she got.
On the stand the defense grilled the victim about every minute and second of the night of her assault; the press published his swimming stats. 
The press unanimously agrees that the men who stopped the assault are heroes, and certainly they are. But I've yet to read an article that calls the victim a hero. We're more impressed by the fact that two men stopped to see if a woman was okay than we are that a woman gave up a year and a half of her life, and all her privacy while the world watched and shook their heads over Brock Turner's dashed Olympic dreams.

Brock Turner's a rapist - a reprehensible piece of absolute shit who deserves so much worse than he'll ever get. But what about the rest of us? What about the fathers who make excuses and the mothers who want to know what she thought was going to happen? What about those of us who tell women how lucky they were to not be raped or wonder how any woman could have been so stupid... to walk home alone, to leave her drink unattended, to trust this man or that man? 
This is one of those times I'm not particularly proud to be a human being. 

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