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that’s always too small. No matter how hard you try to cover everyone, there’s always someone who’s freezing.
“Do you know why Bobo always cries and his ears hurt after he’s had sex?” Bobo squirms anxiously. Some of the guys start giggling in anticipation. Lars’s face cracks into an alarmingly wide grin. “Because of the pepper spray and rape whistle!”
For the perpetrator, rape lasts just a matter of minutes. For the victim, it never stops.
True
say to him that the best hockey players are like the best hunting dogs. They’re born egotists; they always hunt for their own sake. So you need to nurture them and train them and love them until they start hunting for your sake too. For their teammates’ sake. Only then can they become really good. Truly great.”
His girlfriend can’t even be bothered to try communicating with him at home anymore seeing as she never gets any response. He’s living inside his own head, and
Maya wanted to be rich so she didn’t have to care what anyone else thought.
This is a serious allegation, they remind her, as if it’s the allegation that’s the problem.
She was fifteen and had access to the Internet; she already knew that the world is a cruel place if you’re a girl. Her parents couldn’t imagine that this could happen, but Maya simply hadn’t expected it to happen to her.
What an uncomfortable, terrible source of shame it is for the world that the victim is so often the one left with the most empathy for others.
You can get almost anything to look normal if you make enough comparisons.
So the first thing that happens in a conflict is that we choose a side, because that’s easier than trying to hold two thoughts in our heads at the same time. The second thing that happens is that we seek out facts that confirm what we want to believe—comforting facts, ones that permit life to go on as normal. The third is that we dehumanize our enemy. There are many ways of doing that, but none is easier than taking her name away from her.
Truth
doesn’t take long to persuade each other to stop seeing a person as a person. And when enough people are quiet for long enough, a handful of voices can give the impression that everyone is screaming.
But do you know who do? Fight and kill and rape?” Sune clears his throat. “Men?”
“MEN! It’s always fucking men!”
the only thing that might be worse than being accused of rape is being raped.”
