What a sunny topic! OK, let's start out with what the idea of rape culture isn't.
It isn't an argument that someone will, say, listen to a song depicting rape and respond, "You know, that sounds like a good idea. I think I'm going to go out and rape!"
Rather, rape culture refers to the many, many things that diminish the severity of rape, undermine consent, and otherwise pretend the line of what is and isn't rape is "blurry", that people--particularly women--default to 'consent' and if they were too scared to say 'no' then they consented, etc.. It's the habit of people/articles/etc. advising women how to protect themselves against rape, but not advising men of how to properly obtain consent, that women's bodies aren't something earned through taking them out to dinner, etc.. It's news articles that refer to rape as 'having sex', even in the most blatant examples of rape.
http://www.philly.com/dailynews/loca...oze_binge.html
That they put 'rape' in the article heading is pretty uncommon as it it, but you can't "take turns having sex" with someone who is so drunk that she can't function and is about to die from alcohol poisoning. You take turns raping a woman in that state. PS: Rape culture is also going out of your way to paint the victim as immoral and who probably "had it coming", because women who live a certain lifestyle practically rape themselves, y'know.
As for the depiction of rape in entertainment, rather than in news stories. . .this is where I kind of falter. I think there is no problem with me, my friends, etc., consuming material which depicts rape as laughable or sexy (or as an appropriate comparison to something mild, i.e. "that tax bill is raping me") so long as we're aware that it's happening, and not pretending that there's absolutely nothing wrong with the message it's sending. I know the difference between fiction and life, and know that if someone's raped in real life, there's nothing "hot" about it, and there's nothing funny about touching a drunk girl/stealing her underwear/whatever no matter how awkward and pathetic the guy doing it is. Many people who recognize objectionable things in entertainment feel they have to stop watching it, supporting it, etc., but I can't do that. . .because uhm, if I stopped listening to every band with a lyric that diminished rape (or illustrated some other sort of bias), I'd have about two bands I could still listen to. MAYBE.
Overall, I'm more offended by disgusting advertising than music--I exempt art in many cases because if that isn't an appropriate outlet for ugly sentiments, what is? You can't expect everyone to have nothing but pure, progressive thoughts 24/7, and it's better to sing about them than act on them. Of course when the songs are merely glorifying an ongoing lifestyle of dehumanizing women, then. . .eh. Most of the offending songs I listen to are about things that the singer would never do, they're stories or fantasies ("Someone less privileged than you should rape you"). If they were different from that, if they seemed to be about treating women like shit in actuality, I wouldn't listen--and there's been cases where that's happened.
Anyway, I'm ranty and don't make for a coherent argument. . .so go for it.
It isn't an argument that someone will, say, listen to a song depicting rape and respond, "You know, that sounds like a good idea. I think I'm going to go out and rape!"
Rather, rape culture refers to the many, many things that diminish the severity of rape, undermine consent, and otherwise pretend the line of what is and isn't rape is "blurry", that people--particularly women--default to 'consent' and if they were too scared to say 'no' then they consented, etc.. It's the habit of people/articles/etc. advising women how to protect themselves against rape, but not advising men of how to properly obtain consent, that women's bodies aren't something earned through taking them out to dinner, etc.. It's news articles that refer to rape as 'having sex', even in the most blatant examples of rape.
http://www.philly.com/dailynews/loca...oze_binge.html
Kierra Johnson, 15, lived a turbulent life that ended in a haze of alcohol and sexual violence on the afternoon of March 7, 2008.
Yesterday, the second young man involved in her death by alcohol poisoning quietly pleaded guilty in a Philadelphia courtroom, as his co-defendant had done in February.
Shareef Clemons, 18, who, if found guilty at trial, could have spent decades behind bars, agreed to plead guilty to rape, conspiracy, involuntary deviate sexual intercourse and simple assault in exchange for a six-to-12-year state prison term, plus five years' probation.
Clemons will be formally sentenced July 28 by Common Pleas Judge Ellen Ceisler, who revoked his bail yesterday and placed him in custody.
Co-defendant Juan Williams, 19, who was prepared to testify against Clemons at trial, will be sentenced by Ceisler May 4.
"We're glad that it ended in a nontrial disposition so that the family didn't have to sit through a trial and listen to all the details of Kierra's last moments of life," Assistant District Attorney Eileen Hurley said after the brief hearing.
Johnson, of East Germantown, gave birth at age 14 and was expelled by the school district to Community Education Partners, a disciplinary school in North Philadelphia, after she was caught having sex on school grounds.
She, Clemons and Williams attended the school, although the boys did not know Johnson.
They met for the first time while waiting at a bus stop on the morning of March 7, 2008, when all three should have been in school.
Clemons, who was 16, and Williams, then 17, didn't even know Johnson's name but recognized her school uniform, they later would tell police.
The trio ended up at Williams' house on Crowson Street near Church Lane, East Germantown, where they drank vodka, wine, peach schnapps and rum.
When Johnson passed out on the living-room sofa, the boys carried her down the basement stairs and placed her on a weightlifting bench, Hurley told the judge.
They put on condoms and took turns having sex with Johnson, who was vomiting and drifting in and out of consciousness.
Clemons also had unprotected anal sex with Johnson, and his DNA was recovered from the victim's body, Hurley said.
The city medical examiner later that day determined that her blood-alcohol level was .433 - rendering her unable to consent to sexual intercourse. That level is also nearly five times above the legal limit to drive a car. When Williams' mother returned home, he ran out the back door, and Clemons told her before fleeing that he and Williams had been in the basement lifting weights. Williams' mother found Johnson unconscious, partly clothed and dangling from the weightlifting bench.
Yesterday, the second young man involved in her death by alcohol poisoning quietly pleaded guilty in a Philadelphia courtroom, as his co-defendant had done in February.
Shareef Clemons, 18, who, if found guilty at trial, could have spent decades behind bars, agreed to plead guilty to rape, conspiracy, involuntary deviate sexual intercourse and simple assault in exchange for a six-to-12-year state prison term, plus five years' probation.
Clemons will be formally sentenced July 28 by Common Pleas Judge Ellen Ceisler, who revoked his bail yesterday and placed him in custody.
Co-defendant Juan Williams, 19, who was prepared to testify against Clemons at trial, will be sentenced by Ceisler May 4.
"We're glad that it ended in a nontrial disposition so that the family didn't have to sit through a trial and listen to all the details of Kierra's last moments of life," Assistant District Attorney Eileen Hurley said after the brief hearing.
Johnson, of East Germantown, gave birth at age 14 and was expelled by the school district to Community Education Partners, a disciplinary school in North Philadelphia, after she was caught having sex on school grounds.
She, Clemons and Williams attended the school, although the boys did not know Johnson.
They met for the first time while waiting at a bus stop on the morning of March 7, 2008, when all three should have been in school.
Clemons, who was 16, and Williams, then 17, didn't even know Johnson's name but recognized her school uniform, they later would tell police.
The trio ended up at Williams' house on Crowson Street near Church Lane, East Germantown, where they drank vodka, wine, peach schnapps and rum.
When Johnson passed out on the living-room sofa, the boys carried her down the basement stairs and placed her on a weightlifting bench, Hurley told the judge.
They put on condoms and took turns having sex with Johnson, who was vomiting and drifting in and out of consciousness.
Clemons also had unprotected anal sex with Johnson, and his DNA was recovered from the victim's body, Hurley said.
The city medical examiner later that day determined that her blood-alcohol level was .433 - rendering her unable to consent to sexual intercourse. That level is also nearly five times above the legal limit to drive a car. When Williams' mother returned home, he ran out the back door, and Clemons told her before fleeing that he and Williams had been in the basement lifting weights. Williams' mother found Johnson unconscious, partly clothed and dangling from the weightlifting bench.
As for the depiction of rape in entertainment, rather than in news stories. . .this is where I kind of falter. I think there is no problem with me, my friends, etc., consuming material which depicts rape as laughable or sexy (or as an appropriate comparison to something mild, i.e. "that tax bill is raping me") so long as we're aware that it's happening, and not pretending that there's absolutely nothing wrong with the message it's sending. I know the difference between fiction and life, and know that if someone's raped in real life, there's nothing "hot" about it, and there's nothing funny about touching a drunk girl/stealing her underwear/whatever no matter how awkward and pathetic the guy doing it is. Many people who recognize objectionable things in entertainment feel they have to stop watching it, supporting it, etc., but I can't do that. . .because uhm, if I stopped listening to every band with a lyric that diminished rape (or illustrated some other sort of bias), I'd have about two bands I could still listen to. MAYBE.
Overall, I'm more offended by disgusting advertising than music--I exempt art in many cases because if that isn't an appropriate outlet for ugly sentiments, what is? You can't expect everyone to have nothing but pure, progressive thoughts 24/7, and it's better to sing about them than act on them. Of course when the songs are merely glorifying an ongoing lifestyle of dehumanizing women, then. . .eh. Most of the offending songs I listen to are about things that the singer would never do, they're stories or fantasies ("Someone less privileged than you should rape you"). If they were different from that, if they seemed to be about treating women like shit in actuality, I wouldn't listen--and there's been cases where that's happened.
Anyway, I'm ranty and don't make for a coherent argument. . .so go for it.
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