Monday, April 19, 2010

I wrote a story

On Nigerian Fiction


(You have to be a member to read this story since it is rated MA - Mature Adult for graphic content)

I know, I know, and I'm sorry, but we're trying to protect the young 'uns from seeing stuff they shouldn't.

Just in case you were wondering:

Anyone (member or not) can read stories on Nigerian Fiction that are rated T and below.

Oh, and by the way, we now have 40 members!!

Isn't that awesome?!?!?!

Please sign up if you haven't already.

The literary scene at Nigerian Fiction is craaaaaaaazy and we've already discovered some mega talented writers.

We need more writers so if you've got a story come tell it on Nigerian Fiction

=D

*scurries back to work on more banners for the site*

Saturday, April 17, 2010

The Making of Nigerian Fiction

I thought I'd do a little post showing part of the process of bringing Nigerian Fiction to life.

Preliminary sketch

Starting the first face


Starting the second face


Both faces done


My Copics!!!!!!
(I just wanted to show them =P)


My calligraphy pen which I also use for inking


Beginning the base of the owu (thread) hairstyle


Hair for second girl done


Beginning hair for first girl


Hair completed


Inking completed


Erasing pencil lines


All done!


I started this in the waiting room of the dentist's office and continued when I got back to my dorm


I was trying to decide on a suitable hair ornament for our Igbo girl


I couldn't decide so I inked first


...I ended up picking a chameleon since it's such an important traditional Igbo animal (along with pythons, tortoises, eagles, hawks, mermaids, and smelling ants)


Inking the hair and hair pins


I erased the eyes to redraw them later


Inking almost complete



All done! Yay to intertribal love!!!!


I'm working on a coloured version

=D

Friday, April 16, 2010

Read, Write, Rock On

A few months ago I wrote a post about a project I was working on: an online community for reading, writing, reviewing, and sharing Nigerian fiction.

It's been a whole lot of nights spent drawing till dawn and peering at my computer and typing until my eyes threatened to fall out of my head. The amount of work that I put into this is unbelievable (considering how lazy I am) it's been a long time coming but building a website from scratch not to mention hand-drawing all the graphics doesn't happen fast, not in this universe or in any other ones out there.

There have been a few hiccups along the way, some small like code gone wrong, and some pretty huge like the past few days, but I think overcoming them is what matters so thank you everyone that encouraged me to continue with this in spite of everything.

Just in case any of you haven't been here in a while, let me just reiterate what Nigerian Fiction is about:

It's an online community where Nigerians and everybody else can write and upload their stories chapter by chapter. Anyone can read the stories (but you have to join to comment on/review the stories or to write/publish your own stories). People can review or comment on each chapter as it's published as well as favourite authors and stories they like.

Periodically, we will have awards to encourage people to write and to give greater visibility to really good writers that emerge or become popular on the site. Site members/readers/ you guys get to nominate your favourite writers and favourite stories.

I encourage everyone to write if they can. You don't have to be a literary superstar, all stories about Nigerian characters or set in Nigeria are welcome at Nigerian Fiction and the site is embracive of every genre so if you're coming because you want to write Nigerian horror or Nigerian smut, or Nigerian fantasy, or Nigerian erotica, or even just poetry, there's a place for you at Nigerian Fiction. And if you're coming because you want to write amazing work and hold court over your legions of adoring readers, we'll be glad to have you. If you didn't come to write but to read, or if you come to read but end up staying to write, we'll love you all the same.

I suppose for a blog post announcing the launch of a website that I've been working on for forever, this post could have been more upbeat but it's 5 in the morning and I've been up all night so I'm fighting to not fall asleep over my laptop and electrocute myself via drool.

Nigerian Fiction is now officially live!! Please check it out and sign up and upload all your old stories and poems that you've been keeping in that dusty box under the bed until now. Also, while you're at it, you might want to follow us on Twitter, fan us, or pick up one of the site badges for your blog. They're super cute. How do I know? I drew them myself.

I will be working hard each day to make sure the site is as much fun as possible for everybody and that things run smoothly. I am totally open to suggestions so if there's something you're wondering about, or would like to see on the site, please let me know!

So, here it is: My labour of love.


Let me know what you think.


p.s. due to the nature of the site, it won't work well on mobile browsers or very small browsers. You can still access the site on a phone but it might be a bit squishy.


I'll be working over the next month or so to optimize the site for mobile or really really small browsers

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I think I've Run Out of Titles

Whether or not you think the last post is about someone you know, please do not lose track of the point:

I did not write the last post to point the finger at anyone, hence I mentioned noone. I wrote the last post to discuss my options.

I am sure many of you have had dilemmas involving people that you did not want to mention and have written posts either not mentioning their names or assigning them fake names. Just as such posts are not about the people involved but more about your problem with the issue and how best to deal with it, so too is mine.

If  discussing a problem without drawing in the parties involved is "accusing someone" of doing something, then more than half of Blogville is equally guilty of accusing unnamed persons in the thousands of posts that we have all put up asking for advice on personal dilemmas.

What I need you to understand is that since I did not mention the person I was talking about, then whether or not you feel it is someone you know, please do not say that I am trying to accuse ABC. After all, there are many bloggers that I know personally who have at some time or the other written posts about something that is going on in their personal lives. Does it mean that just because I know what is going on, or because I think I have an idea of the person they are talking about that they have accused that person?

This is the point. I need to figure out what to do with this situation and I cannot do that without discussing the background of the situation. That is paramount. Just because it happens to involve someone you might know doesn't mean we're supposed to be discussing that person.

I said in the last post:

I will not name any names, so please don't ask me to because I have promised not to talk about this and I have done my best in this post not to go into any specific detail about anything.

My question is this: Should I continue with the project or not? I want to desperately but I also am deeply repulsed by the idea of people possibly saying that I copied from this person just because they came out with it first when they actually copied from me.

In which there is much ado

It appears my last post has caused a great deal of furor in certain corners of Blogville.I think perhaps some people are getting too carried away. When the whole thing initially happened the first thing I did was email another blogger that I felt would give me an unbiased opinion because my first impulse was not a good one. I did not email the person in question directly because at the time I was very angry and I knew that if I contacted them immediately, I would have most likely been unpleasant. I emailed or called a number of friends and explained the situation to them and showed them everything and asked them what to do. Most people told me to calm down and not say anything about it and so I didn't.

Some of the people that commented on the last post have hypothesized about who the individual I was speaking of and what the project/website in question might possibly be. I deliberately avoided naming the person or giving out any identifying details about the project or website because after discussing the whole thing at length with my friends and other bloggers that I initially contacted about the situation, we decided it was best not to call anyone out or even say much about the whole thing, which is what I tried my best to keep to and which is why I have not said anything (publicly) about this for almost a month.

I understand perfectly that the Internet is a big, big place. I also understand that it is perfectly possible for the same idea to occur to two or more people simultaneously wherever they may be. However, this fact does not necessarily exclude the other fact that people can, and do rip off the work of others and then claim innocence by chalking it up to coincidence. Is it possible that this may be one big coincidence? Yes, it is very, very possible, and I will be the first to admit that. Nevertheless, I also have reason to believe that my ideas were lifted and ripped off. Does it mean that everything is perfectly in black and white and completely clear cut and all parties can be pointed to, tagged, and bagged? Not necessarily, but there is enough evidence indicating that this is more than mere coincidence. As I said to the bloggers that I originally contacted however, this is the Internet, and proving such things on the Internet nine times out of ten are usually well nigh impossible, even in the most cut and dried of cases.

I also understand that there is room for everybody. I did not say that I am the only person allowed to have ideas or implement the ideas I have.There are lots of similar services out there and I get that, and like many of you have kindly pointed out, no two people will ever implement the same idea in the same way. I understand that. What upset me however about this whole thing was the underhandedness of it all.

Many people that commented on the last post echoed sentiments that my friends and the original bloggers did last month, and that was that the best course of action appears to be to simply continue with my own project and wish the person luck. I decided to do that but for the last month like I said before, I have been battling with whether or not to abandon the project altogether. That is why I wrote yesterday's post, and that is also precisely why I elected not to reveal any names (not even the gender of any said individuals) or mention any key identifying aspects of the project I was working on. It would seem that some people think that I wrote the last post to "attack" somebody, but if you take the time to re-read the post you will see that I wrote that post for two reasons:

1. To express the mixed emotions that I have been feeling ever since the situation with my project site came to light.

2. To ask for advice about whether or not to continue the project after putting so much work into it and to decide on the best thing to do next.

Of course, asking for advice naturally entails explaining the surrounding circumstances but I believe I tried to do this in a manner that maintained the privacy of all people involved, which I believe was the mature thing to do. This isn't a case of sour grapes. I just do not like to have my work copied neither do I wish to be called a copy cat for work that is originally mine. I did not call anyone out, nor do I intend to. It has been very hard to swallow but over the past month I came to terms with the fact that things like this can and do happen and learning to roll with the punches is a part of life.

That being said, there have been a number of brow raising reactions to the post and a handful of links have been posted in the comments which I have looked at as a matter of course. I do not have much to say about them since I made a peace of sorts with situation in the past few weeks, but I will say this: I have not pointed fingers at anyone or anything and I had no intention of doing so. I simply laid out the reason for my anguish and distress over the decision regarding my project and I have not said anything to lead anyone to believe that I am talking about any particular person or even any particular project.

So, nobody should insult anyone because like someone pointed out, this is my side of the story and I have told it so that my dilemma can be framed in its context accordingly. Also, I understand that some people think that I should have contacted this person first. That may be all very well, but like I said, since I did not feel that I could be civil in any communications with that person, I decided not to. I think it is better that I did not contact them rather than doing so just to fulfill all righteousness and ending up saying mean things to them.

Neither of these posts is about accusing anyone of anything. I had a decision to make and I needed advice and I asked the questions I needed to ask while providing as much background information as I could without giving the whole story away. In fact, for want of a better example, I would say that I treated the situation in the last post somewhat in the way one would write a letter for a TTEC segment: I tried to explain the circumstances as much as possible without fingering anyone or giving up any identifying details.  If you think however, that I wrote the last post specifically to "call someone out" then that is unfortunate as I knew that some people might see it that way but I hoped that most would not. 

However, if anyone believes so strongly that my post is about them that they feel compelled to write an exhaustive post with reference to mine especially when I am refraining from flinging mud by naming names, then perhaps such people really do have something to feel guilty about.

Monday, April 12, 2010

When someone steals your ideas

I was generally advised not to talk about this. And out of respect for the people that gave me that advice and my esteem for the advice that I received regarding this I am not going to say much about it.

I have been working on a project for almost a year now and as usual I blog about different things I'm working on from time to time. I blog with the trust that when I put my ideas out there people will respect them and not steal them. Obviously, I was naive and it is more than apparent that I have a lot to learn still. I have done a number of posts in the past few months about a particular project/website that I am working on and lots of people showed interest in it which made me happy. However, one particular blogger continued to ask me about this project and in my naivety and stupidity I practically revealed almost everything about it to this person in detail thinking that they were just interested and enthusiastic about it.

One week later this person went and set up a website that was the exact duplicate of my idea and project that I had just blogged about in excruciating detail. To say I was shocked, hurt, and disgusted was an understatement. I do not steal other people's ideas or work so what this person did was beyond shocking to me. And they didn't even have the decency to try and hide it. They picked a domain name that was literally the equivalent of my original and lifted half the ideas from my post directly.  I spoke to a couple of people about this because I was so upset and my first impulse was to write a scathing blog post calling this person out but like I said, I was advised against it and so I won't, but it doesn't mean that I am not still disgusted. I have proof of this person's comments and WhoIS database records that show that my site has been in existence for over six months while theirs was purchased five days after I wrote the post detailing the idea of the project, not to mention the shockingly blatant similarities between this person's site and my post and my project.

I have kept quiet about this whole thing for over a month now because honestly, I didn't really know what to do. There is very little clear recourse for such things, especially on the Internet, but it is a huge shame that people are prepared to stoop to this level but I shouldn't be surprised.

For the last month I have vacillated between giving up the project and continuing because what is especially painful to me is that since this person jacked my idea and hurriedly ran off to release a shoddy website before the release time of my project as I had stated in the post, if I launch my project now it will look like I am the one copying this person when in reality it is the other way around and that is completely unacceptable to me. I will not stand anyone thinking I copied my work especially not from someone like this. I have put my heart and soul into this project for many months and painstakingly worked over every detail only to have it stolen by a fellow blogger. Launching it is one thing, but if the price of launching it now is for other people to think that I am the one who copied then I will not bother at all because such a thing is completely insupportable to me. I do not steal other people's work and whenever I use anyone else's work I ALWAYS say over and over again "this is not my original work!! I got it from so and so, only so and so part is my original creation" and if I have the original link I link to it. I don't steal other people's work and I am beyond hurt that anyone, especially someone I thought I knew to some degree should steal mine and then try to turn around and claim that it was their original idea especially when there is so much evidence that they did not even conceive such a thought until after I had already blogged about it in detail at least twice.

I will not name any names, so please don't ask me to because I have promised not to talk about this and I have done my best in this post not to go into any specific detail about anything.

My question is this: Should I continue with the project or not? I want to desperately but I also am deeply repulsed by the idea of people possibly saying that I copied from this person just because they came out with it first when they actually copied from me.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Happy 101 Award

Eccentric Yoruba tagged me. Yay!! She's back because she's done with the dreaded NYSC. I think I'm supposed to write ten things that make me happy.

Here goes:

1. Kit Kat - When the world began, God said "Let there be Kit Kat." And there was Kit Kat. And God took a bite and saw that the Kit Kat was good.

2. Sesshomaru, the Inu no Taisho, Sa Sakujun,  Kou Reishin, and most recently, Fujiwara no Sai. - I live for smexy bishounen. Word.

3. Copic Markers - You haven't lived until you've coloured agbada with BG18.

4. DeviantArt - One day, I too will be deviant. One bright, fine, mega-awesome day.

5. Igbo, Nupe, Bini, Yoruba, Igala, Ogoni, Ibibio, Ijaw, Japanese, Baule, and Bamum Art - Going to museums is better than sex, better than ice cream but not better than jimmanu. It still rocks though.

6. Traditional Architecture (from all of the above mentioned cultures) rocks my socks. When I am rich and famous, I will live in a traditional Igbo house, built out of concrete and reinforced mud. I will live there and I will love it, and all of Nigeria and the world beyond will tremble at the awesomeness of our traditional architecture.

7. Tozo, Ofada Rice, Nkwobi, and Jimmanu - My favourite Nigerian foods. A life expended without tasting these four is a life thoroughly wasted.

8. Traveling - Nothing makes me happier than wandering through the world. There are so many interesting and fascinating people, places, and customs on this planet. Insha Allah, someday soon I'll spend a year or two living all over the continent and taking pictures of dreamy architecture, clothes, and artefacts (watch out Mali, Ghana, and Tanzania! Here I come!)

9. My friends - They are amazing. They rock, and once I reach my target weight I shall once more be able to steal borrow clothes from them.

10. Money - My inner Okoro does a happy rain dance in the presence of plentiful Ego. It's because I'm Igbo..........Kwenu.

I tag Sting, SugarKing, Doll, F and M, Jaycee, Azazel, Lady X, Obi-talker, Solomon Sydelle, Adaora, Sirius, Nutty J, Her Royal Poshness, Leggy, Flabby, Juiceegal and anyone else that comments on this post

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The TTEC Assault Case

NOTE: The main point of this post is not so much that people are talking about the argument but that so few people are talking about Nitty Gritty's comments. Please keep that in mind as you read. I am only angry at one person and it is very clear in the entire post that that one person is Nitty Gritty.


I also get that many people think I say things in a very inflammatory way. I am well aware that this is not necessarily the best way to approach things. For the most part, I will work on my flaws and try my best to be more diplomatic about the things I say in future. That being said, the following post is highly inflammatory so this is a warning. 

Since EVERY ONE is doing a post about this, I've decided I'll do a post about it too. Lots of people are going on about the fact that SolomonSydelle's latest TTEC episode concerning a rape case devolved into an all out war. I was one of the major participants in this war, I admit. But here's the thing though:

Everyone is talking about how unladylike/uncivilized/terrible etc we were being about the whole thing and I guess if you look at it from the point of view that a blog is like someone's room and you don't exactly want to just run in and make a mess then it all makes sense because we really caused some major chaos over there. Plus SolomonSydelle seems to be a generally put-together/organized person so I can see how she might be upset that all of a sudden there was a full scale war going on under her nose.

That being said, I am extremely surprised, and rather annoyed that so many people are focusing on the fact that there was an argument instead of being enraged that rape apologists were being patted on the back.

 I make no bones about it; justifying rape is completely unconscionable. I will not do it, I will not support it, and God help you if you do it within my radius because I will call you out on it. I may have apologized to SolomonSydelle for being instrumental in creating a shitstorm on her blog, but I REFUSE to feel guilty/be sad/apologize for anything else. In fact, the only thing I am sorry for is the LOCATION of said shitstorm but I'm perfectly happy with the fact that it happened.

Since everyone is going on about how we need to do better then I'm going to say it too: We need to do better and stop acting like rape is the equivalent of strolling down to the neighbourhood mallam and buying 'chingum'. I am beyond irritated that everyone is focusing on the fact that there was an argument. Big fat deal. There are huge arguments on Blogville every day. Everyone is forgetting the most important thing in this whole matter: Someone was RAPED!!!

Rape is not a joke. Sting said that SolomonSydelle said that the rape victim read that post and read all our comments, and you know what? For just that fact alone then I am GLAD that I said what I said to Nitty Gritty. I am glad because at least the poor girl who was a victim of such a disgusting man will read my and Waffarian's comments and see that there is still hope out there and not everyone in Nigeria thinks that women who are raped are to blame for their assault. Thank God I said what I said because can you imagine the amount of psychological trauma that poor girl would have had to endure in addition to whatever else she is feeling right now because of Nitty Gritty's nonsense?

No seriously, can you imagine being raped and being confused and not knowing what to do and then reaching out and asking for advice only to see some idiot saying in the comments that you enjoyed being raped and it was all your fault? Are you kidding me? Why the hell are you guys making noise about a simple argument when people like Nitty Gritty are allowed to make comments that could potentially mentally scar that girl?


I mean hell, I know I've made a lot of half-arsed comments in my fair share of commenting but saying that rape victims enjoy being raped and deserve it is sinking to an all time low. I cannot believe that Nitty Gritty's comment wasn't deleted immediately and I find it even more unbelievable that all over Blogville everyone is shaking their heads not at victim-blaming Nitty Gritty (who is a disgrace to women everywhere for saying what she said) but at the breach of decorum in having an argument.


Correct me if I am wrong, but I would estimate that majority of all Nigerian bloggers are women. Are all of you then saying that you're okay with this? No seriously, answer me. Are you saying that you think the unpleasantness of an argument is more serious than a fellow woman saying that women who are raped have only themselves to blame and probably even enjoyed being raped? Is that what you're saying because if it is then you have got to be fucking joking.

And let me tell you why women like Nitty Gritty get on my fucking nerves. Women like Nitty Gritty who go around saying such things raise sons that carry within them the latent potential to rape women without conscience. Imagine all your life you grew up hearing your mother saying that rape victims are loose women, and shameless sluts, and they all enjoy it anyway. You won't think twice about raping a woman then because your mother's words have already absolved you the man from the crime you're about to commit by putting all the blame on the woman.

For fuck's sake and for the love of Coco Pops, I don't know about you but my baby cousin is seven years old and he's as cute and sweet as can be, but one day he will grow up. And if, God forbid to high heaven, he should ever as an adult rape a woman and when I confront him about it he opens his mouth and tells me that she deserved it or that she was a slut, God help me but I will take off whatever shoes I am wearing and beat him to within a centimetre of his life.


Rape victim blaming or shaming is something I CANNOT and WILL NEVER tolerate in my life. EVER. It is something done by stupid people that feel holier-than-thou for whatever useless reason. And look at Nitty Gritty after claiming up and down to be a Christian, to turn around and blame a rape victim while absolving the rapist is not only beyond hypocritical and mind-boggling but it is probably the most un-Christian course of action to take.

I may not have the numbers right on this, but somewhere about 80% of all Nigerian women have been sexually molested or assaulted in some way, shape, form, or degree by the time they turn 18. Whether it was by a neighbour, an "uncle", a houseboy, SOMEBODY. Sexual molestation of young girls is RAMPANT in Nigeria, and MOST OF US know at least ONE person who has suffered it or been affected by it if not ourselves, so I CANNOT BELIEVE that people would just sit back and let Nitty Gritty's rubbish continue and from the length of the comments, a good number of people did just that. But the comments are locked now so that's all well and good, but in the aftermath, to focus on the argument and not on Nitty Gritty's outrageous statements is completely shocking to me.


Shocking.


Absolutely shocking.


And you know what? I am going to say it. Because this is PERSONAL. And not just to me, but to millions of Nigerian girls and women, and SOME OF YOU TOO, whether it's something that you will ever talk about or not. 


In 2007 I was hanging out at Bakura's house and he and his friends were setting things up to play a Street Fighter tournament. We had gathered food, drinks, everything. Everyone was ready all we had to do was set up the controllers and make the ranking board. I was the only girl there and just as it was about to begin, suddenly the boys decided they wouldn't let me play because they said that I was a girl and so I probably sucked. I begged and begged to be allowed to play but they wouldn't let me. Not even my Bakura  would stand up for me and in fact he was probably the ring leader of people that didn't want me messing up their tournament. In the end, I was pissed off and pretty disappointed to I walked off in anger to one of the bedrooms and left everyone in the sitting room playing.


I had been sitting in the room for maybe 15 minutes when a guy walked in. I didn't even look up because I figured he had just come to grab something. We were in Bakura's house, it was the middle of the afternoon with the sun blazing outside and bright as day. I had nothing to be worried about. Until he jumped on me.
I'm a big girl. I'm 5ft 11" and although at the time I weighed 100lbs less than I do now, I was still pretty tall and moderately strong. Being that height didn't help me one bit. You don't really know how much stronger the average man is than the average woman until you have to fight off a man who has you in a headlock and is intent on raping you.


I swear I have never been so terrified in my life. I struggled and kicked and screamed and screamed and noone would come. He was choking me and trying to pull off my clothes at the same time and no matter what I did I couldn't break free. There was one point when he got my jeans and my underwear off that I was convinced he was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do about it and I began to cry and beg. No matter how loudly I screamed no one came. He had his arm around my neck and he managed to drag off my clothes with one hand and then he fingered me. That was probably the most horrible thing I have ever experienced in my life, second only to when the crash happened, and possibly even equally horrifying. I don't know if it was just the pure horror that washed over me when he touched me or if it was fear or adrenaline or whatever, but I knew I had to get away from him somehow so I stopped struggling and just began to bite him. I bit him on the nose as hard as I could until I felt his skin give way and I bit into the cartilage. I bit his lips, I bit his cheeks, I scratched his eyes, I scored his back, I bit the tip of his ear until the top of it was hanging. I just closed my eyes and bit him and scratched him till I could taste blood and he let go of me and I jabbed my fingers in his eyes and ran out of there half naked.


As horrifying as the whole thing was, nothing hurt me more than when I told Bakura that his cousin had tried to rape me  (I later found out who he was) and Bakura defended his cousin and acted as though I was making the whole thing up. Even after everyone there saw the bites and wounds all over his face they all either acted like they didn't care or like I had tried to seduce his cousin. Basically it was beyond fucked up so excuse me if shit like this PISSES ME OFF.


There are few things that feel as horrible as being raped and believe me, I dodged a fucking bullet with that one. Like the TTEC Assault victim, I told no one. When someone asked how I had gotten the bruises and small injuries I had, I lied. I tried to bury everything and I acted like it never happened because I knew that if I had gone to the police they would have called me a slut and done nothing. I also knew that if I had told anyone else they would have blamed me and said something about 'girls that move around with boys' as if having friends that are mostly male or wanting to play Street Fighter is a crime. So I kept my mouth shut and I buried the hurt and the most I did was write about it in my journal and later blog about it in extremely coded terms. 


That was a long time ago, but I'll be damned as fuck if I sit by and let anyone do the same shit to someone else.


This is not about being entitled to your own opinion. You might call me a hypocrite right now but I'm here to tell you today that if you think that women who get raped deserve it then your opinion doesn't mean shit because I will piss on you and drive over you with a fucking steamroller. And if you think that it can't happen to you then I laugh fucking kpehe kpehe because guess what? I was sitting in a house in the middle of broad daylight trying unsuccessfully to join a Street Fighter Tournament!! And it almost happened to me so what makes you think it can't happen to you?


And I just wonder, when it does happen to you would you like to be treated the way Nitty Gritty talked about that girl? Would you like for everyone to act as if what happened to you wasn't important and tell you that you should stop making noise and causing trouble?


Maybe I'm confused sha, but anybody that thinks or says that rape victims are to blame for their rape or that they enjoyed it, or that they are loose, or shameless, or sluts, or less deserving of respect, or whatever...


Fuck you too.
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