I know the media is probably beating this story up somewhat, but I am stupid enough to bite.
For one thing, I don't know how a group called Define Statutory can possibly say they are merely "draw[ing] an analogy between rape and competing with another football team." How on earth does "define statutory" even fit into that? They are clearly referring to statutory rape. I just don't know how anyone can ever possibly think having sex with someone without their consent is ok.
Which reminds me of a conversation I had with an ex-boyfriend's brother once. We were at a restaurant for dinner. He had just finished reading in the news that a bunch of guys had been convicted of rape. He was outraged about it. Apparently, these guys were all soccer team mates of the girl in question's boyfriend. Wait, I'll reword that. Girl who was raped has boyfriend. Boys who raped said girl were all on said boyfriend's soccer team. Right. Now, apparently the boyfriend had gone out for a bit and the girl was asleep on the bed. The remainder of the team proceeded to "digitally rape" the girl, etc (I'm not sure how far they got). She woke up, wondered what the fuck was going on, and told them to stop (or something similar, I'm sure).
Now, the reason this guy was outraged was because... wait for it... the girl didn't say no before the guys started!!!! I looked at him wondering if he was joking. He wasn't. I told him that while she hadn't said no, she certainly hadn't said yes.
"But she didn't say no!"
"That's because she was asleep! She didn't say yes, either!"
"But she didn't say no!"
"Ugh! SHE WAS ASLEEP! She couldn't say no! But she didn't say yes!"
"Well, what's the definition of rape, then?"
"Are you serious? Sexual acts with someone without their consent!"
"But she didn't say no!"
"Oh my god, you're a fucking idiot! SHE DIDN'T SAY YES!!!!"
Anyway, I couldn't get as angry at this loser as I wanted to, courtesy of being in the middle of a busy restaurant. I ended up just refusing to talk to him for the rest of the night and pretty much every other time I saw him.
I don't get it. What sort of mentality must you have to think this sort of behaviour is ok? What kind of mentality must you have to form a Facebook group espousing your beliefs that rape is ok? And even if it was all just a joke or something, it still doesn't show very good character.
I resent these kids most because they're making me sound like my parents: what is with kids these days??
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Did you kick him under the table, Puss?
I would have kicked him under the table.
In hindsight, I really should have. I did, however, snigger when he choked on his quail bones.
Unfortunately fuckbook, myspazz, blogspot and the like, gives these fuckwits an opportunity to air their despicable views.
And it brings all sorts of dregs out of hiding.
Quail bones are indeed a bastard, Puss.
Why can't somebody come up with a boneless quail?
And where is my flying hover-bike.
And my robot butler?
Where?
Damn you science!
DAMN YOU TO PERTH!!!
Not to mention the conveyor-belt footpaths.
Allow me, if I may. The law states that sex without consent is sexual assault, and a person cannot give consent if they are asleep or unconscious for whatever reason.
There needs to be a "yes." A lack of a "no" is not consent. Saying nothing is also not consent. Saying "no" doesn't mean "try harder" and an "I don't know" is not a yes, it's also a "no" for the sake of this argument.
GOD, Puss, what a fucktard. You did well not to stamp on his foot under the table.
Puss I'd like to believe he's not representative of the male population at large. He sounds like a knob head. What was your boyfriend saying? Didn't he tell him he was talking like a fuckwit?
In this place, people sometimes don't even get custodial sentences for raping their own children. Most rapes go completely unreported.
And my robot butler?
Those bastards on Towards 2000 promised us we'd all have one by now
The moronic Facebook page even gets a mention in today's First Dog on the Moon. It's actually quite funny and worth a look, even if you (I'm talking to you Ramon) hate Crikey. And my daughter heads off to schoolies soon. Not worth thinking about.
I don't get it. What sort of mentality must you have to think this sort of behaviour is ok?
I can't even imagine someone trying to argue that point with a straight face. Scary.
What Melba said.
All my technological wishes revolve around minimising housework. I'd like a self-cleaning oven and a car you can hose out.
They do have ducted vaccuum cleaners now that are pretty cool - you can plug the hose into various ports set into the skirting board through the house or just broom the dirt over to a hole in the skirting board and it sucks it away. No more dustpans or lugging around heavy vacuum cleaners. I apologise if I've mentioned this invention before, but I am more than a little obsessed with getting it.
They do have ducted vaccuum cleaners now
While undoubtedly useful, I cringe at the thought of having to fix something like that when it inevitably breaks down, clogs up or gets overrun with vermin.
I believe they're called Vacuumaids, Patch. A house I rented about 10 years ago had one, and it was a disastrous thing. I ended up just getting a normal vacuum cleaner instead.
They do have ducted vaccuum cleaners now
We had one in 1982.
Those bastards on Towards 2000
Ah, yes. Towards 2000
There's a special place in hell for those cunts.
I remember reading about a machine that's a vaccuum cleaner on wheels that scoots around your floor, looking for dirt.
I don't know if that's wonderful or deeply, deeply sinister.
They do have ducted vaccuum cleaners These are worse than useless, and they need a jumbo jet sized motor to suck dust through the pipework. And they have a dumb venting system that roars out hot dusty air into the adjacent open space. Get a Dyson. I love my Dyson. And what Melba said. And I'd like a "hose out" life.
Never mind the fucking Vacuum Cleaners, WHERE'S MY PERSONAL JET PACK???? I've waiting patiently since I was 11, and all I've seen so far is a stupid Digital Watch! Future, stop fucking me around and HAND IT OVER!!! NOW!!!!
Don't yell at the future, Mr E. It gets angry and fucks wid ya.
Yelling at the cat has much the same result, Bob
When I get my time machine working, we'll see who fucks wid who.(when?)
I've followed this case quite closely Puss because I have either lived or worked in 3 different residential colleges at 3 different unis, including one hard-core traditionalist like the ones at Sydney Uni at the centre of the current drama. Two points: USyd hasn't made the colleges sign up to the same harrassment policies as the rest of the unis and they should have. The response of the Head of St Paul's makes it clear that the individual colleges are not up to the task of managing this themselves.
The other point is that the peer pressure in these places is phenomenal, which judging by the comments made on the news sites is something really not understood by many people. It is not like school where you go home at the end of the day - it is where you live and eat, and resisting the prevailing culture is very difficult and tiring. This means the Head of the college has an extra duty to make sure that the attitude of the college is a positive and inclusive one - and I suspect that the colleges at USyd are not so much about inclusiveness as they are about unity through conformity.
Pfft. Don't give me that peer pressure excuse, TubularBells. I went to boarding school. I know what it's like. I never succumbed to peer pressure, and I was still popular.
Sorry I should have been clearer, I just assumed that anyone reading it would be psychic and know what else I was thinking about it!
I wasn't excusing the people who joined the facebook group, or thinking about the minority up the really nasty end of the scale. I was thinking about the majority who allow the culture to continue but who on their own, say talking to their mums, wouldn't ever endose the kinds of sentiments seen in some colleges. I was thinking about all the comments I have read about "oh, those complaining are just social loners, if you don't like it then just leave" (and why it is not as simple as that) and the willing female participants in college events which are organised around the premise that women are objects. The line of arguing I have seen which goes along the lines of "the majority of the college are fine with what goes on." Well, the majority are experiencing the enormous pressure (and rewards!) of belonging to a tight-knit group and not thinking too closely about the extremes of behaviour and how the multitude of minor displays of sexism quickly add up to a culture of misogony.
Did you kick him under the table, Puss?
Kick him under the table? Nah. Stick a fork square in his hand. And then when he gets upset, say: "You didn't say No."
The correct response to that guy would have been the following:
"So if I wait until you are asleep then stick my fist up your ass, thats okay and you obviously would want me to fist you because you didnt tell me no before going to sleep".
I think then they might get the concept of consent.
And Dysons are great too.
"So if I wait until you are asleep then stick my fist up your ass, thats okay and you obviously would want me to fist you because you didnt tell me no before going to sleep".
Don't forget to invite your Monday night pilates classmates around for the fisting.
Assumed Dr Golf! After all, this guy probably also thinks that agreeing to sex with one person is the same as agreeing to have sex with the entire team......
An old High School mate recently reminded me of a night when we were 17. There were three of us and it was a Saturday night and we were walking to a party. Down a suburban sidestreet we came across 'Helen', also 17. She was drunk, off her face, and by herself, stumbling. She didn't go to our High School but we all knew her from around the area, and she had a reputation for 'putting out'. She was also very attractive.
She saw us and called us to her, and said she'd give us each a headjob if we'd get her to the party and give her some more grog.
We picked her up and kinda carried her around the corner to her house, dumped her in the front yard, rang the front door bell and ran away, laughing. "Boy, will she get in trouble with her Dad," we said.
I asked my mate why he was telling me this story, and he said, "because I keep hearing about these guys who pack rape girls. There we were, three horny 17 year olds, and I don;t know about you, but it didn't even occur to me to take advantage of her."
"Me neither," I said, reflecting.
We just took her home, to safety.
The point? Some boys are brought up with better standards than others.
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