Wyllow3
A great thread. I was Sexually assaulted last year in a very "safe" situation and was believed by the initial policeman who talked of magistrates court et al. the it went to the arresting ordinary bobby n the beat who suggested no consequences if he just plead guilty. Nice older chap, thought policeman 2, been a bit naughty.
He did, then went round the organisation whining about it and was believed and this is the sad thing often by women who thought him a charming elderly gent. Fooled all.
It was an appalling time being told by one couldnt have happened he was Mr Good guy saving homeless people. Others "it count have been thatbad - it wasn't rape.
.Eventually I pushed the police for Restorative justice, he pretended to go along with it, but then..other women started coming forward he had done this and that unwanted touching and emotional pressure.
Its still endemic - the type who are Mr Good Guy "fellow well met" to the outside world and then treat women differently at home or when it suits.
Basically men like him completely fail to see how transgressive their behaviour is and do not understand consent
Despite all that has changed we still have a long way to go, as had been pointed out above in other examples.
its not so much about sex often - its about power. If they cant get what they want or had expected - my attacker had fantasised a cook and bedfellow and that I must feel the same and when it became clear...
I became unwilling to not just touch men but women too for a long time except hugging my son and being with children.
I'm getting through this slowly. it was anger on injustice to women as well as me personally that got me through despite blaming myself at one point. It must have been my fault if people were telling g me it wasn't true and ringing up a helpline who told me that was common to self blame.
How it must be for women who had it a lot worse and had to conceal rape well 🤬 how they got through hiding it I dont know.
I so so agree.
When I was 19 (different to the actual “groping incidents), I consulted a solicitor at our local Citizen’s advice bureau re a job I had.
On the first occasion he was extremely helpful and professional.
On the second visit he was also very professional and extremely helpful.
He offered me a lift home, he had my address, he said he drove past it on his way home and I was his final client that day.
Very naively I jumped into his car, the journey passed without incident, however when we stopped outside where I was living (in a house share, he was aware of this), he leant very close to me, and asked if he could come in, whispering into my ear, “I won’t pretend my wife doesn’t understand me, she understands me only too well”.
I was horrified, he was at least 40, married, a solicitor, and as I found out later, a local councillor!
I looked at him, stated “I don’t think so”, and hurriedly exited the car and rushed to my front door.
He didn’t seem in the least bit bothered and simply drove off.
I was lucky, my mother had brought me up to always stick up for myself and was a somewhat “fiesty” woman who I clearly took after.
What if I’d been a shy and nervous 19 year, as many young women are?
Thus I learned a very important lesson, he was a very respectable man!
Oh no he wasn’t!