Let me gauge my inner feminist here.. (Allow me to dig deep, way past the traumatic girl's changing room experiences and bathroom fiascoes, and pull her out of hiding after she was beaten to death by rational thinking.)
Does my (Assuming that you have seen me, of course..) body look like a plaything to you? (Men-kind.)
Okay forget my body. Any woman for that matter. Does she look like she wants your filthy hands on her? Is she looking you in the eye and begging you to come hither and feel her up in the middle of the road?
You good for nothing (Excuse the language.) assholes have taken it upon yourselves to (Inner feminist here.) own every single aspect of a woman's core being.
Don't give me that crap about "she was asking for it" or "she was seducing me" or "she was wearing provocative clothes". No. Fuck you, you were horny. You couldn't get any action so you decided to GET some. By taking away something that is of so much of value to a girl. To a woman.
No, I am not talking about her virginity. I'm talking about something way beyond the mere importance of that. You hurt a woman, you force yourself upon her, what you take away is her dignity.
It baffles me as to how many of those men who claim to be our "brothers" are the ones who lech at us when we walk down the streets. Those same people who send mass messages with the "Plz save our vemen. Dey r our sisterz who is bieng rped!!1!" are the ones who 'accidently' bump into us on busy streets.
It's becoming such a common story, rape and harassment. Every week, numerous cases go unreported. Why? Because it's a shame. When a woman gets raped it soils her. Makes her filth. Makes her disgusting to not only to the public eye, but to her family as well. This is no lie. It's brutal, because I've seen it happen.
Heck, I've been there. In that position, where a man has been inappropriate with me. I just didn't have it in me to tell my mum and dad. I was ashamed, and afraid. Because had I come out and boldly told the world about the crime committed against me, they would point an accusing finger not at the perpetrator, rather, it would be pointed accusingly at me.
"Why did you give him the chance to..?"
My heart goes out to the girl who lost her life because of those men. My heart aches about the fact that the scum who did this haven't yet been caught. I am ashamed of our Ministers, who have the audacity to blame this on the women of our Nation, who run this country with pride and a sense of equal justice. I am ashamed of my fellow students who don't see the power and grandeur of social awakening, viewing these campaigns to be "wannabe-ish".
There is no fairer punishment for these rapists than that of death. But what these good for nothings really do deserve is to be publicly humiliated, and to be castrated, and skinned alive.
The other day, I was crossing the busy road in front of our college when two men on a bike slowed down and licked their lips at me. I don't know what came over me, but I spat on them. Hit the rider square in the face. The man did slow his bike down and start towards me, but I had already caught an auto on the other side and was on my way home.
My point here is, more than asking men to grow a pair, why don't we? If they don't know how to control themselves, might as well give them a good ass-kicking. Get familiar with self-defense, arm ourselves with Tasers and pepper spray. What? Too violent? Say that to the defenseless girl who was nearly beaten to death. Who passed away this morning, God rest her soul.
I think it's high time we stand our ground. Defend our rights as women. We have understood our role in society. We RESPECT our role in society. YOU learn to respect US. YOU learn to protect US. YOU learn to GIVE US OUR RIGHTS and HONOUR them.
I want to feel protected in my own home. I do not wish to seek refuge elsewhere. Give us that peace of mind, before things get messy.
We are your girls. We are your women. We are your sisters and cousins. We are your girlfriends and wives. We are your mothers and grandmothers. We are awake. We demand justice, and we want it NOW.
(To be continued.)
Does my (Assuming that you have seen me, of course..) body look like a plaything to you? (Men-kind.)
Okay forget my body. Any woman for that matter. Does she look like she wants your filthy hands on her? Is she looking you in the eye and begging you to come hither and feel her up in the middle of the road?
You good for nothing (Excuse the language.) assholes have taken it upon yourselves to (Inner feminist here.) own every single aspect of a woman's core being.
Don't give me that crap about "she was asking for it" or "she was seducing me" or "she was wearing provocative clothes". No. Fuck you, you were horny. You couldn't get any action so you decided to GET some. By taking away something that is of so much of value to a girl. To a woman.
No, I am not talking about her virginity. I'm talking about something way beyond the mere importance of that. You hurt a woman, you force yourself upon her, what you take away is her dignity.
It baffles me as to how many of those men who claim to be our "brothers" are the ones who lech at us when we walk down the streets. Those same people who send mass messages with the "Plz save our vemen. Dey r our sisterz who is bieng rped!!1!" are the ones who 'accidently' bump into us on busy streets.
It's becoming such a common story, rape and harassment. Every week, numerous cases go unreported. Why? Because it's a shame. When a woman gets raped it soils her. Makes her filth. Makes her disgusting to not only to the public eye, but to her family as well. This is no lie. It's brutal, because I've seen it happen.
Heck, I've been there. In that position, where a man has been inappropriate with me. I just didn't have it in me to tell my mum and dad. I was ashamed, and afraid. Because had I come out and boldly told the world about the crime committed against me, they would point an accusing finger not at the perpetrator, rather, it would be pointed accusingly at me.
"Why did you give him the chance to..?"
My heart goes out to the girl who lost her life because of those men. My heart aches about the fact that the scum who did this haven't yet been caught. I am ashamed of our Ministers, who have the audacity to blame this on the women of our Nation, who run this country with pride and a sense of equal justice. I am ashamed of my fellow students who don't see the power and grandeur of social awakening, viewing these campaigns to be "wannabe-ish".
There is no fairer punishment for these rapists than that of death. But what these good for nothings really do deserve is to be publicly humiliated, and to be castrated, and skinned alive.
The other day, I was crossing the busy road in front of our college when two men on a bike slowed down and licked their lips at me. I don't know what came over me, but I spat on them. Hit the rider square in the face. The man did slow his bike down and start towards me, but I had already caught an auto on the other side and was on my way home.
My point here is, more than asking men to grow a pair, why don't we? If they don't know how to control themselves, might as well give them a good ass-kicking. Get familiar with self-defense, arm ourselves with Tasers and pepper spray. What? Too violent? Say that to the defenseless girl who was nearly beaten to death. Who passed away this morning, God rest her soul.
I think it's high time we stand our ground. Defend our rights as women. We have understood our role in society. We RESPECT our role in society. YOU learn to respect US. YOU learn to protect US. YOU learn to GIVE US OUR RIGHTS and HONOUR them.
I want to feel protected in my own home. I do not wish to seek refuge elsewhere. Give us that peace of mind, before things get messy.
We are your girls. We are your women. We are your sisters and cousins. We are your girlfriends and wives. We are your mothers and grandmothers. We are awake. We demand justice, and we want it NOW.
(To be continued.)
