When I was in college someone attempted to sexually assault me. It happened in broad daylight. I screamed and the man took off running. Two young men were nearby and one of them chased the guy, while the other one came toward me. The attempted rape was reported, and a few months later the man was arrested. He had tried to assault 5 women. They prosecuted the two most serious crimes successfully and the attacker went to prison. He was not prosecuted for approaching me, but I testified against him in both trials. It was a satisfying experience to have the justice system work.
After that I got involved in a women's group that supports rape victims. I did that for seven years. I went to emergency rooms to support and comfort women who had just been sexually assaulted. So I heard many many stories about rape. Eventually I burned out and stopped doing this. It was too much of a negative focus for someone who is chronically depressed. And it made it harder to trust men.
So now its 40 years later. Yes, you heard that right. I am still wary about men, and careful about my safety.
Last weekend a college student was beaten and raped in my city. She was walking home from a late night out with friends and a random stranger sexually assaulted her and nearly beat her to death. Witnesses heard a commotion and found her naked, bloodied, and unconscious. There was a man standing nearby who said he found her that way, and then he took off. Three days later he was arrested and charged. He is now in jail. She is in the hospital in a medically induced coma. She is expected to survive.
Turns out that there were plenty of cameras in the neighborhood that caught him following her. He is a college graduate with no criminal record. Said he was "seeing red" and wasn't sure if he raped her or not. But the forensic evidence says he did. Before last weekend he was a regular person with a regular job.
I want to know how a man can carry such rage towards women that they just decide to rape and beat a young woman they don't even know on the spur of the moment. I just can't wrap my head around it. It makes me feel like all women, any where, any time, any place, are subject to the free-floating rage of men. What actually happened to me was mild compared to what happened to this young woman. But it did leave me with a permanent sense of vulnerability that I cannot shake. Its why I have a somewhat intimidating dog who occasionally nips people. I can't defend myself very well at this age, but if someone were in my apartment and I came home with my dog, he'd go nuts. And I wouldn't try to stop him.
I feel like the world is a very dangerous place for women and we walk around most of the time pretending that its not. I don't understand it.
Alice
After that I got involved in a women's group that supports rape victims. I did that for seven years. I went to emergency rooms to support and comfort women who had just been sexually assaulted. So I heard many many stories about rape. Eventually I burned out and stopped doing this. It was too much of a negative focus for someone who is chronically depressed. And it made it harder to trust men.
So now its 40 years later. Yes, you heard that right. I am still wary about men, and careful about my safety.
Last weekend a college student was beaten and raped in my city. She was walking home from a late night out with friends and a random stranger sexually assaulted her and nearly beat her to death. Witnesses heard a commotion and found her naked, bloodied, and unconscious. There was a man standing nearby who said he found her that way, and then he took off. Three days later he was arrested and charged. He is now in jail. She is in the hospital in a medically induced coma. She is expected to survive.
Turns out that there were plenty of cameras in the neighborhood that caught him following her. He is a college graduate with no criminal record. Said he was "seeing red" and wasn't sure if he raped her or not. But the forensic evidence says he did. Before last weekend he was a regular person with a regular job.
I want to know how a man can carry such rage towards women that they just decide to rape and beat a young woman they don't even know on the spur of the moment. I just can't wrap my head around it. It makes me feel like all women, any where, any time, any place, are subject to the free-floating rage of men. What actually happened to me was mild compared to what happened to this young woman. But it did leave me with a permanent sense of vulnerability that I cannot shake. Its why I have a somewhat intimidating dog who occasionally nips people. I can't defend myself very well at this age, but if someone were in my apartment and I came home with my dog, he'd go nuts. And I wouldn't try to stop him.
I feel like the world is a very dangerous place for women and we walk around most of the time pretending that its not. I don't understand it.
Alice