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Lawyer: Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but she was drunk and passed out.
Lawyer: That's not what I asked. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but she was wearin-
Lawyer: I didn't ask what she was wearing. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes, but-
Lawyer: I didn't ask anything else. It's just a simple yes or no answer. Did he rape her?
Witness: Yes.
Laywer: Yes, he raped her.
Rape is rape is rape, no matter the context.

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I was a five-year-old. My parents told—my father told us that we were going on a long vacation to a place called Arkansas. It was an adventure. I thought everyone took vacations by leaving home in a railroad car with sentries, armed soldiers at both ends of the car, sitting on wooden benches. And whenever we approached a town, we were forced to draw the curtains, the shade. We were not supposed to be seen by the people out there. We thought that was the way things happened. We saw people crying, you know, and we thought, “Well, why are they crying? Daddy said we’re going on a vacation.”

it’s funny, people will generally allow you to have an opinion on goods and services that you consume

like I’ve never seen anyone respond to, say, a negative review of a sofa with “if you don’t like it then go build one yourself”

and yet if you express the desire for more/better representation in media someone always shows up to tell you to write something yourself