Give me an Elle Fanning or someone who seems to embody the time and woman a little bit.

A business, not a country

Holy shit.

The greatest country in the world, everyone.

Sex and the City. Just some uncomfortable consensual sex and a - questionable approach to what makes life worth living for women in general.

I am tired of men defining real rape as “the level which I haven’t done to a woman”. The rape definition changes and doesn’t get believed because these men feel guilty as fuck because they knew in their hearts they’ve crossed lines and boundaries. Tarantino sits at home at night and lies to himself he’s not a rapist…

Yes! Jailbait was still very fashionable in media. Underage girl hijinks were the stuff of comedy (and also the stuff of male viewers’ spank banks). It makes the flesh crawl today.

Not only did she explicitly say she didn’t want it in her deposition testimony, not only was she drugged, but having sex with a 13 year old is also a crime in France, where Polanski fled, and in Poland, where he was born, (and it was for both of them in the 70s too.)

I’ve recently been coming to terms with the fact that what I considered consensual oral sex with my first boyfriend was actually physical coercion. I never realized that I began cutting shortly after, though I thought I was in love.

Same. I was 16 and he was 28. I consented but I did a lot of stuff I didn’t enjoy to seem more mature than my years. I dont regret it exactly but it’s clear to me now that there were some not great power dynamics that I was totally oblivious to in my single minded pursuit of being the teen who was the exception to the…

I haven’t been. I used to tell myself this was true for the majority of women but, looking back, most of my schoolmates and I had nothing in common once we were freshmen because they were dating older guys (many not even from our school!) while I couldn’t bring myself to put my dolls away forever. Back then I sensed…

I feel you. When I was 18, I started dating a 33 year old man. For the record, we never touched each other until I was of age, and I had a great time dating him—he was artistic and sensitive, an engaging conversationalist, knew the cool restaurants and the cool local bands. He never got me drunk or high, never made me…

What the hell was going on in the 1980s. Several of my friends slept with older men. There was no stigma. Yikes.

People who have experienced trauma tend to have the symptoms of trauma regardless of if they decide to categorize the experience as traumatic. For example, the number of women who actually call their rape “rape” is quite small compared to the number that report an incident that qualifies as rape. But categorizing the…

Jesus, this sounds like my story. At 46, I’ve also begun to unpack my sexual history and what I thought was consensual at 14 (losing my virginity to my friend’s 28 year old brother after doing cocaine one evening) was not. I was a child. It’s confusing and I’m interested to see how this film handles it.

YES. THIS.

as a mentally ill person myself with severe bipolar disorder and an anxiety disorder, that’s fine for you to have your opinion. i see someone who clearly needs medical treatment away from the public eye.

Uh...everything on the planet is for married people. Get ready for higher taxes and health insurance premiums too. Which is why I roll my eyes every time a tax cut targets families or couples or children...how about a tax cut for people with dogs?

What is truly disturbing is all of the white feminist Jezzies excusing her transphobia. I wasn’t expecting this at all. Apparently there are different rules for white feminist cishet rape survivors as far as punching down.

It’s not the belief I’m taking issue with (though it is certainly outside my belief system), it’s that it’s a bloody parenthetical in this piece about Weinstein being a monster and Tarantino being a monster in a different way. It was such a bizarre, jarring choice to chuck that tidbit into brackets.