I agree completely with your last sentence, actually. They run our corporations and our governmental institutions. Our culture churns out more every day. It's not a coincidence that we are in pretty dire straits as a result- we reward this type of behavior.

They approached her as a group. AS A GROUP. What else are athletes known to do in groups, particularly to women? Think real hard, now.

It's the age of the goddamned internet, man. You can e-mail people about meetings now. There is NO NEED (outside of flexing you muscles) for you to approach a person you are having a disagreement with face-to-face while you are accompanied by your bros. NONE.

Psychopathy (/saɪˈkɒpəθi/; also known as – though sometimes distinguished from – sociopathy /ˈsoʊsiəˌpæθi/) is traditionally defined as a personality disorder characterized by enduring antisocial behavior, diminished empathy and remorse, and disinhibited or bold behavior.

Their intention was to intimidate, and you goddamn fucking well know it. We all know these types of guys far too well for your bullshit to actually fly.

It already has. You just read an article about the pervasiveness of misogyny in college Rugby, and you came here to defend the honor of your precious fucking rugby, rather than trying to change problematic elements of the culture. You have drunk the kool-aid.

So you think the best way for them to approach her was in a group? Hmmm... a group of rapey athletes offering to "talk" with a feminist. Can't imagine why anyone would be suspicious of that....

Well, I'm super glad that you had a good experience. I guess that's all that matters- not the other non-Rugby playing women who had to contend with a misogynistic environment that you helped to foster. Fuck those bitches, amirite?

I feel quite comfortable judging anyone who thinks necrophilia is edgy and funny as a fucking psycho. You are free to have your own standards.

I was young at one time. I, too, wanted to fit in.

A human being need not be alive to be the victim of a violent crime. Desecration of a corpse is a fucking crime.

Sounds like my family dynamic. *hugs*

Oh. My. God.

Oh, dear. :( This reminds me of a simply adorable girl I met at a rave a few years back who was sitting under the bleachers, sobbing. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that the boyfriend she had come with- whose entry ticket to the event and drugs she had paid for- had just left with her best friend. That…

It was truly disgusting, and made even worse by the fact that he had to include his infant daughter in it.

I wish I had just learned that. Unfortunately, I knew he had a daughter, because he included a clip of her singing in "Bonnie & Clyde", in which he waxes philosophical about murdering her mother.

I'm in a much better place now, thank you. :) I'm divorced (but friendly with my ex and his mom) and I don't have primary custody of the kids anymore, so that's been tough, but it's all worked out for the best. I've since been officially diagnosed with depressive and anxiety disorders and I'm getting the help that I…

THIS. So much this. Blue raspberry is a crime against nature, and I do not care what anyone else says.

This is a story of how one of the worst days of my life ended up reaffirming my faith in strangers and in the human race in general.