Quoted on fanficrants: “just wow.”
Um, oh my god.
Review (for a story I didn’t write):
one thing: if [she] used tampons, the rape wouldn’t have hurt that much. i guess it would’ve hurt a little but not as much as you made it sound…i think.
I’m just… wow. I mean, wow.
So there you have it. Just as abortion isn’t really all that necessary unless you’re a sodomised virgin, rape isn’t really all that bad unless you’ve never used tampons.
The stuff you learn on the intertubes, eh?
Categories: Culture, gender & feminism, violence
Of course, the two pages of comments (most of which are along the lines of “Okay, that’s winning prizes for dumb, and trust us, we know what we’re talking about here!”) do hold out a certain amount of hope for humanity.
To be polite, however, it’s worth noting that fanficrants is the place to go if you’re looking for examples of brain-breakingly stupid, or “no dear, it doesn’t work that way”, particularly for sexual information. There’s usually at least one post per week falling into the category of “no, that’s not a lubricant”, at least one a week of “no, that’s not anatomically possible” and the regular, scheduled, “that would not be going anywhere near my girlybits” post regarding some of the rather obscure dimensions that some fangirls provide for certain appendages of their masculine characters.
I tend to regard it as a good example of what happens when the only avenues of sexual information available are abstinence-only programs in schools and pornographic magazines.
I’ve never checked out fanficrants. Must remedy that.
(Not so much for examples of this sort of stupid, but I imagine there’s lots of other stuff entertainingly ranted about as well.)
This reminds me that it’s always a good time to trot out my favourite analogy for people who don’t “get” that rape is not just bad sex.
Novelist Sheri S. Tepper once had an elder sister protagonist who explained the difference between rape and sex to a younger brother who had been hanging around with sniggering teens propagating the “they all want it really” view. In it she pointed out that liking chocolate cake is not the same thing as liking to have chocolate cake shoved down your throat with a stick no matter how much you say no, or resist, or are in danger of choking and the cake just keeps on getting shoved down your mouth; and that it’s made infinitely worse if people dismiss your complaints with “oh, but it can’t have been that bad: you love chocolate cake!”.
Meg: “I tend to regard it as a good example of what happens when the only avenues of sexual information available are abstinence-only programs in schools and pornographic magazines.”