SNARKY JOURNALISTSNARKY JOURNALIST vs
RAPE VICTIM
by Kathleen Hoy Foley
Back Story: Reporter Jason Nash, The Philadelphia Daily News, contacted us requesting information for a follow up article he wrote about an Atlantic City woman (the victim of rape, a birth, than adoption) suing the State of New Jersey for providing her personal information to the adoptee who then showed up on her door step. We agreed under the condition that he not use objectionable familial terms. Of course he ignored us then asked what our problem was. So, here it is.
Dear Jason, Besides using the familial terms in your article that you were well aware are deeply offensive and hurtful to me, terms that maternalize sexual violation against girls and women and perpetuate that violence by trying to force us into accepting motherhood we never asked for nor wanted...besides that, you ask, what's my problem? Hmmm...well...let me be blunt here, Jason, you were just plain rude by ignoring the rapist community and their contributions to our society. Rapists supply a good number of kids for adoption and never get the acknowledgement or thanks they deserve. What's more, it's gotten a little rough for today's young rapists; production's not what it was back in the day when the only abortions available were the back alley butcher-type. And those abortionist fellows were nasty. Dirty fingernails. Blood caked surgical instruments. Anyway rapists could use a little boost, some good press. If you were a rapist, wouldn't you want your status in your own community elevated? Say you're a rapist--and I'm not saying you are, but for journalistic exploration, let's just call you a rapist...wouldn't you like to read something distinguished about your conquests? Something along the lines of, Rapist Makes Young Girl A Birth Mother? Kind of makes you sound like a real man. That's something a rapist could brag about--turning a girl into a woman like that, leaving a living legacy; a spawn who could carry on your own nefarious traditions. Think of the possibilities; the prestige; the endless damage you could do. Why, that one single plunge of your penis would go on for generations and eventually, as fairytales go, you'd become a hero. What rapist could ask for more? Even if you're not currently a bona fide member of the rapist community, given that you think all the sex you've had was--is--consensual and all so romantic, not to worry. Right now there could be a chickie with a bouffant and thigh-high boots and superior computer skills, nursing a long memory, looking to point a boney finger your way. And there you are...an accused rapist; even a mom defending the good morals of her son can't erase that stigma. Or one day you're bouncing a grandbaby on your knee when a stranger looking mysteriously like you, only with big hair and lots of questions about that night in your past you've conveniently forgotten about, comes calling. These things can get quite ugly. Then again, I might be wrong. Everybody would blame that whore with the bouffant and those thigh high boots anyway. And you'd be the hero rapist, kind of like a fairy godmother only with a dick instead of a wand, because you would've turned a whore into a birth mother, your wife into a step birth mother, or if you're gay, your partner into step something-or-other, and your own mom into a birth grandmother. Even your grandbaby would feel the love. See all the untold blessings arising from the under-appreciated rapist community? I know. I know. Where do you sign up? So Jason, besides my smarmy and I admit, cheap and entirely unnecessary rapist shots in my answer to your question, it's all good, right? Most Sincerely, Kathleen Hoy Foley |