Rape me once, shame on you….

Rape me twice, shame on me… rape me three times…. reasonably morbid thought process, but after hearing the news last night before bed that another accuser has come out against Kavanaugh… I was jumping up in down in my seat… Another witness to back up the professor….

Why is it, when men yell rape, the sky is falling… but when someone puts their hands on a female, it is okay… this is the bible’s teaching… make the women subservient or what ever… when in truth… Women used to play a major role in ruling countries centuries ago… then christianity came along and those in power decided to re-write the scrolls and make the bible a thing of servitude for the women… yep, sounds like America to me…

All this talk about rape, has made my own home interesting… Mike was a typical man, when we married… could not keep his hands to himself… I get it… don’t like it and after 24 years of marriage, he truly understands it…

As Sally Fields said… how do you learn to be intimate, after rape… how do you learn to love and trust, after rape… how do you look in the mirror without disgust, after rape… how do you live life after rape????

There are so many of us out there that have been on the receiving end of people in power… be it parent, friend, neighbor, school mate or stranger or someone you are serving in the military along side… they all welded power over the victim, as they took what they wanted… no regard for humanity… it was all about the appendage between their legs… and that tool has never had any brains or heart…. It takes being human to have those qualities…

TimesUp #MeToo

I Remember… Margie….