Just when I think I am out… they drag me back in.
So the tfoot and the schick are at it again.
I am not going to link to any of it.
I’m a bad blogger.
Essentially. Thunderfoot decided that since he was able to transform into tarzan and defeat a wild animal on some woodland outing, that he now understands the whole rape thing.
The skepchick response was: so… you’re sorta like a convicted rapist, Mr. Foot, aren’t you?
Ok, here is the link
The flame war continues.
So… where do I stand?
I think the whole idea of prevention… and the feminist ‘violence against women’ crusade is misguided. I’m going to side with Rebecca here… only because she is less wrong.
Me? I know, for a fact, statistically, that men are more likely to be the victims of violence. I also know, rape is bad, and that it doesn’t matter, a jot, what fucking clothes you are wearing.
Violence happens, because the world is shit.
So can we prevent it? No.
As a society, we can reduce it, minimize it, and contain it, but humans are assholes. We are going to hurt each other.
The rational thing then, is simple, survive it.
I haven’t wrestled any wild animals.
But I have woken up next to someone… when I was too drunk to consent. And I did spend a large part of my disposable income when I was in highschool… working part time… paying for martial arts lessons… so I wouldn’t get my ass kicked regularly.
Violence will find you. This is the world. You can’t prevent it. The best you can do is prepare yourself as best you can.. to survive it.
And if you really care… not just about winning an argument, but understanding… stuff
Oh… and it’s friday. I need a drink.