August AtoZ: Rape: A Remedial Education
When I scheduled “R” for “Rape” over a month ago, I had planned to discuss Rape Jokes for the most part. There’s this whole controversy over whether or not they are funny, and where the line is drawn among the ideas of comedy, free speech, public interest, and sensitivity.
This was going to be tough enough, before Akin made his asinine statement about “legitimate rape” and how the female body has ways of “shutting down” pregnancy resulting from such (See HERE for a recap of that crazy event): You’d think his stupidity would make it easier to comment, but all it does is add salt to an already emotional situation.
What I wanted to say, originally, was that I have a pretty raunchy sense of humor, and therefore can stomach some pretty controversial and naughty material when it comes to comedy. I wanted to say, I get why rape jokes make the rounds. I wanted to say, even having my own personal encounter with rape, sometimes a rape joke even gets a chuckle out of me. As do jokes about ethnicity. Or women-vs-men. Or any number of other highly explosive topics.
Sometimes, shit is just funny, even when I’m the butt of the joke.
And then I wanted to go on to say, “But sometimes the jokes cross a line.” I didn’t get too far in my thinking with regard to this, because I had to change directions so quickly. But the question I wanted to contemplate was this:
Who gets to decide where lies the line? And how thin is the line? And if someone is standing toe-to-line, without actually crossing it, are they just as guilty of insensitivity as another who is just barely on the other side?
I don’t know. Nobody is the boss of funny. And what I find hilarious would likely cause a seizure in others (*cough* my parents *cough*). Which is okay, because some of what they find humorous falls flat on my floor. Much like beauty, funny truly does lie in the eyes of the beholder.
But who cares? I’m not talking about any of that junk now. Rape jokes are right out the window, thanks to Akin. He has forced a refocus, due to his obvious lack of understanding when it comes to defining rape.
I feel like I’m back in my college statistics class, frustrated as all hellz — not because the material is over my head (it wasn’t), but because while I’m on page whatthefuckever of our textbook, the instructor is going over fifth grade math because half the class doesn’t know how to reduce a god damn fraction.
So now I have to back up off the advanced class, where I assumed we were all standing, and go back to the basics:
What is rape?
Really? I have to fucking answer this question? I kind of hate you a little bit. Not YOU, my readers who understand my plight. Just YOU who are holding back the rest of the class, while YOU play catch-up instead of sitting back in remedial where YOU belong.
So let’s pull out the dictionary for those too stupid to study. I’ll read you the fucking answer:
– the unlawful compelling of a person through physical force or duress to have sexual intercourse.
– any act of sexual intercourse that is forced upon a person (repetitive much? YES. Apparently some of our students need to read this more than once).
– to force to have sexual intercourse (one more time because it’s obvious that there’s no such thing as “too much” repetitive material).
And here’s an alternate source defining the term “Rape” — from Wikipedia:
“Rape is a type of sexual assault usually involving sexual intercourse, which is initiated by one or more persons against another person without that person’s consent. The act may be carried out by physical force, coercion, abuse of authority or with a person who is incapable of valid consent, such as a person who is unconscious or incapacitated.”
This whole thing is just so overwhelmingly stupid. I can’t believe this is even a topic for discussion at this point. Here we are in the Twenty-First Century (all caps because to me, that’s a REALLY BIG DEAL), at the height of science and medicine. Yet we can’t even get on board with basic human rights. Un-fucking-believable.
I’m glad I’m not the only one exhausted over this. As Erin Gloria Ryan phrases it,
She goes on to summarize my feelings on this exactly. We are tired. YOU, the YOU who doesn’t even know basic math or the definition of the word “Rape”, the YOU holding back the rest of the class, or in this case, intelligent American discourse, YOU win.
“Rape outrage limit reached.
I have given this all of my fucks,
and the fucks I have given are still not enough fucks.
So many more fucks need to be given,
and I have exhausted my fuck supply.”
Throughout the money of August 2012, my dear friend Aaron @dadblunders and I are doing a dry run of the Blogging From A to Z Challenge. This past April was my first official participation in such activity, and I had no idea what I was doing. No theme, no forethought, purely spur-of-the-moment. This time around, I have a plan. Join the fun!
For this event, I am engaging in a month of controversy. Consider yourself forewarned.