I’m still officially on my Man Boobz staycation, but I felt I needed to mention yet another example of a woman saying that men can stop rape … and getting rape threats in return.
Political analyst Zerlina Maxwell went on Sean Hannity’s show on Fox News earlier this week and made the terrible mistake of suggesting to a hostile audience that men aren’t really doing any favors to women by telling them to arm themselves against rapists. Instead, as Salon notes, she said this:
“I don’t think that we should be telling women anything. I think we should be telling men not to rape women and start the conversation there.” She told Hannity, “You’re talking about this as if it’s some faceless, nameless criminal, when a lot of times it’s someone you know and trust,” adding, “If you train men not to grow up to become rapists, you prevent rape.”
Indeed, increased rape awareness has contributed to a dramatic decrease in rape over the last thirty years.
But apparently a lot of men were shocked – shocked! – that a woman would suggest that their patronizing advice was less likely to prevent rape than rape prevention education aimed at the demographic group that is responsible for the overwhelmng majority of rapes. That is, men.
So, naturally, the angriest of these men decided they would show Maxwell just how wrong she was … by threatening her with rape on Twitter.
Here’s just one example:
Rape culture in action.
Maxwell’s supporters have stepped up to defend her and her remarks, and have started a hashtag — #TYZerlina — to continue the discussion. If you’re on Twitter, join in .
Here’s the Fox News segment in question featuring Maxwell:
@Poxy
I was referencing a specific exchange that was, as yours is, creepy in context. I can imagine someone performing the search (easy because I know they have) and talking about it in a non-creepy way (again, easy because they have). What do you know? Some of us are able to have non-creepy conversations with each other. You are creepy.
I just did the site search and Google suggested nothing when I started typing Cassandra.
Cleanup on aisle 9, we’ve got a creeper here. Bring extra brain bleach.
Oops, if we’re just going with typing cassandra, results for me:
cassandra clare
cassandra peterson
cassandra jean
cassandra clare’s tumblr
cassandra’s dream
and a bunch of other last names.
2 points, 1) poxy it’s just you being a creep and 2) I have way to much fun sharing what google suggests for me.
Brain bleach coming up
What do you not understand about “cassandrasays” without space? What?
What do you not understand about “no cookies”?
And another of those Gotcha verdicts.
Actually Marie is right it’s getting boring. It’s only funny if you get CassandraSays the opportunity to feel smarter. That bait she never notices even if absurd.
No, I believe your feelings are honest.
I also find that e-bile study interesting. Would ‘exquisite dipshit’ qualify as e-bile? (I’ve got access to De Gruyter, but since Cassandra behaved so badly…)
Whatever, I’ll flounce, gonna read John Rawls, that’s more satisfying than you guys.
More brain bleach: an inquisitive kitten and a mildly annoyed peacock
Those ducklings! So small. So peepy.
Oblivious kitten is adorable.
Here’s some e-bile for you Poxy:
You are a dull-as-fartwater fucking dimshit waste of space with all the charm and social grace of a particularly obnoxious wombat.
Enjoy your flounce.
Wasn’t exquisite dipshit one of hellkell’s? Not that I care that troll is upset with me, I just feel like she should get proper credit for coining the phrase.
I notice that Mr Poxy lacks the Super Steele ability to hide behind a sock for a long time. He couldn’t even maintain the pretence of being here in good faith for more than a few comments before the whining and accusations started emerging – this despite being engaged with, on topic, by several people. No, he’s just doing a LOOK AT ME wank, and hasn’t any idea of how to get attention by actually, you know, making sense and being a pleasant person to talk to.
Exquisite dipshit doesn’t even come close to e-bile, PoxyAl. You’re not worthy of e-bile.
He won’t stick the flounce. Hell, if it’s who I think it is, he can’t even be banned without returning.
Poxy: I see that you thought fit to defend your googling, but again ignored the substantive responses to the questions you were just asking.
What is your intent here? From where I sit getting answers/investigating “The Questions” is looking less important to you than trying to score points against people you aren’t supposed to have any history with.
Typical of you that when you know an honest answer would expose your hypocrisy, you simply evade the question.
That is the worst flounce ever.
And this time I leave for real!
MARL, go home, you are too stupid to be here.
I still think it is funny that CassandraSays is supposedly the one responsible for the Google thing. After all, if you are googling a valued member of a community and a returning troll obsessed with the community and the valued member, in particular, it makes total sense to ignore the obsessive troll part and blame the community member/entire community.
I mean, maybe it is just me, but it just seems easier to make the case that the obsessive returning troll is, y’know, being obsessive.
Oh my god he returned from the flounce…. I should not be surprised, but it didn’t last that long. Maybe fifteen minutes? idk.
Al, if you’re going to keep socking, you need to get rid of your obvious tells (like being obsessed with Cassandra).
So sad, really. I wonder how long the flounce will last this time?
@CassandraSays
I don’t find it funny that he is obsessed with you (in case that isn’t clear), I just find the non-logic of it funny.
The creepiness is just ugh. I’m sorry they are so ugh-ly. (Bad pun is bad.)
Can we not just have a conversation about shoes without some weirdo insisting that we pay attention to him?
Nope. Nope, we can’t. Which says a lot more about the weirdos than it does about us.
I prefer it when the trolls stick to one thread. Then we can bat them around and still have our nice chats. The really needy ones can’t seem to do that though. They have to jump around yelling “look at me” everywhere we are.