Not My Type: One Woman vs. a President

by E. Jean Carroll

Whenever I am thinking about the trial and worrying that I am too concerned about how I look, I remember that Trump’s defense is “She’s not my type,” and how I look is the very center of the case.

“The perfect rape victim doesn’t flirt. The perfect rape victim screams. The perfect rape victim never goes back to where they were raped. The perfect rape victim tells the police but otherwise never discusses the rape publicly. The perfect rape victim burns whatever clothes they were wearing. The perfect rape victim never laughs again, never jokes around. The perfect rape victim never again has success in their career. The perfect rape victim never looks at their rapist again. The perfect rape victim never tries to hold their rapist accountable, never gets their day in court. And, the perfect rape victim is never happy again.

I, E. Jean Carroll, pledge to make Trump very, very mad by giving most of the $100 million to all things he hates. If Trump despises it—women’s reproductive rights, voting rights, climate solutions, etc.—I’m gonna be giving money to it.