Wednesday, October 11, 2017

rape

rape.
there has been much written and spoken about rape and sexual abuse since the bill cosby story. now with harvey weinstein and his multitude of offenses, there is more.
rape is as old as man. rape is used as a weapon of war. rape is used as a means to subjugate and control. rape is sex as battering ram...
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anyone who forces him/herself on another person, or species, imagines themselves as omnipotent and all powerful, when in actuality they are the miniscule, powerless lower than lows.
many victims stay quiet, out of fear...fear of retribution, fear of being blamed. some of us were just too young and had nowhere to turn. others are of species that do not communicate with the spoken language.
rape will never disappear from the human landscape...but we have the power, as individuals, and as a group, to call out those who continue to rape. to call out those who enable rape. to call out those who turn away and deny.
but we should never blame the victims. this blame game is the rapists best friend.
our strength lies in our commitment to help others, to provide support for those in need and to shut down those who harm...together we can make a dent and each little dent added to another little dent...
a sinkhole for all rapists to drown in!!!
thank you for taking the time to read this

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson