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Patriot or Traitor: The Life and Death of Sir Walter Ralegh by Anna Beer My rating: 4 of 5 stars Disclaimer: I won an ARC ...

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Review- Believe Me by Eddie Izzard

Disclaimer: ARC via Netgalley

                Back when BBC America show actually British shows instead of movies and Star Trek, I saw my first Eddie Izzard show.

                He made me laugh so hard.

                To call this book a straight forward autobiography or memoir is slightly incorrect.  While the progression in the work is somewhat linear, there are digressions, and in some places, you go two steps back after one step forward.

                This doesn’t mean the book is bad.  It isn’t.  In fact, it is like Izzard is there talking just to you.  So, it is really nice.

                The other thing is that Izzard is not one of those stars who celebrate or shoves his celebrity in his face.  He does not make himself sound extra special or anything like that.  He is, in fact, every day, everybody.  So, when he discusses his struggles to come to terms with himself, to find himself, to succeed, he is in many ways just like you.  Look, I don’t know what it is like to be transgender or TV as Eddie Izzard calls it.  Yet, for a straight woman who doesn’t like to wear heels, there is much here.  Izzard’s writing lacks that self-inflation that sometimes infuses memoirs.  In part, the book feels like he is still trying to figure himself out, and on another level, it gives me the same feeling that reading Pancakes in Paris did.  Everyone struggles to discover who they are and make peace with it.  Most struggles are different yet similarly.  (Yes, I know it is oxymoron).

                There are funny insights here too – for instance “Wasps are actually like The Borg from Star Trek” or how real football is more American than people think it is.  “Stinging nettles are the Nazis of the  weed world”.

                And Mr. Izzard, you are not the only vomiter, just saying.

                The book isn’t just humor – though Izzard’s humor is on full display, it is full of introspection and touching passages.  When Izzard discusses his relationship to his step-mother, in particular his attending concerts with her, the emotion shines though.   It is a rather intimate and touching story.

                Even if you are not an Eddie Izzard fan (and you should be), you will enjoy this touching memoir.



Seriously, I am furious about Trump pulling out of the climate deal.  

Here are some definations and ideas for Covfefe

Covfefe - when your spray on orange tan goes bad at the same time your wife slaps your hand away.

My dog covfefed a woodchuck.

Merkel grabbed Drumpf by the covfefe, body slammed him to the ground, and ripped off his tiny balls.

Covfefe - a term for tiny hands

Covfefe- what Drumpf and his family are doing as they go to the bank.  The rest of us are dying due to lack of health care, pollution, and no money.

Covfefe - when the leaders of Nordic countries troll you

Covfefe - the slow murder of language by a man with tiny hands

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Review-Digging in the Dark by Ben Johnson

Disclaimer: ARC via Netgalley.  Note the ARC did not have a source listing, I presume this is that the case for the print version.

                Shortly after finishing this book, the now annual war between woodchucks and dogs started.  To call it a war is wrong, it is more like Darwinism in action as in woodchucks that are so stupid to enter a fenced in yard that contains two dogs deserved what they get, especially when said woodchuck gets caught at the apex of three fences.  This year, the new dog apparently believes that offering me a dead woodchuck as a tug toy is the way to go.

                I suppose it is better than dismembered woodchuck over the yard.

                It made me think of this book.  True, the history detailed in Johnson’s book doesn’t involve dogs wanting to play tug with dead rodents, but it does involve the digging up of bodies, and as I have had to dispose of one.

                My favorite story about grave robbers or Resurrection men is not included here, not surprising considering that the story takes place in Edinburgh and Johnson’s book details those of Yorkshire.

                We are talking about grave robbers and body snatchers in case you didn’t know.

                Johnson provides background before moving into full, detailed history of various resurrection men.  This overview also includes those who met have cheated death, including a piper who could not be hung but who was buried anyway.  That’s all I am going to say about that, and if you want to know about that story (and you should), read the book.

                Johnson’s discussion includes the most famous Resurrection Burke and Hare, but the majority of the book is centered on Yorkshire and less known cases, including ones involving children’s bodies.  The trials are discussed in details, including actual reporting and transcripts from the time.  While at times, this can be a bit slow considering the style of whichever source he cites.  Yet, what comes across quite clearly, is the fascination and interest that Johnson has for his subject matter. His interest in the subject more than compensates for various slow points in quoted material (and he gets credit for quoting the sources).

                I do hope that Johnson delivers a talk about this subject in the US because I sense that he would be fun to listen too.

Friday, May 26, 2017

Personal Canon - Hobbit and LOTR

Author: JRR Tolkien
First Read: 6 or 7 years old.

                I can’t remember when I first read the Hobbit.  I do know when I first read LOTR.  It was when I went with my mom to the eye doctor.  She started reading it to me, and when she couldn’t continue because of the eye drops, I started reading it on my own.  About four years later, I received my own illustrated copy of the Hobbit (with Hague illustrations, so he is my first LOTR artist), and then a few years after that, I brought my own copies of Fellowship, Towers, and King.  When the movies came out, I caved and brought hardcover editions of the trilogy.  Additionally, it is one of the few books where I own multiple versions – not only physical books, but kindle version, audio cassette versions, and Audible files. 

                And that’s not counting the movies, including the storybook record from the cartoon movie.

                But let’s not count those because I will keep bitching about the lack of a thrush.

                I have read the books so many times, that I got a little po’ed when I reviewed the kindle version of LOTR and somebody thought it was the first time I read the books. 

Rankin/Bass Hobbit.  It had a Thrush Mr Jackson.
(source Pinterest)
                When I first read the books, I found everything before the Council of Elrond boring and after the first two times I read the story, skipped it for a bit.  I liked the bit at the Ford, but the Council of Elrond was where it was at because it had Elves.  I loved Elves because they had bows like Robin Hood.  Flynn’s Robin Hood was the first movie I saw, the Pyle version of Robin Hood was one of the first books I owned.  Bard was my favorite character in the Hobbit because he had a bow.  You see how it goes.  I also couldn’t figure out why Arwen married Strider because she didn’t do anything but sew.

                Look, I was very young. 

"As the Thrush Knocks" by Ted Nasmith

                While I agree with Pratchett -that if you think LOTR is the greatest book every, you haven’t read it enough, I love this book.  It isn’t perfect, but it holds up well.  And yes, there are parts that don’t quite fit – Tom Bombadil for instance, but their friendship and bonds that run though the novel are the joy of the novel.

Tom by the Brothers Hildebrandt.  C'mon tell me he belongs, I dare you

                As I got older, I grew to love the Arwen story at the same time I got angry with how it set such a standard of elven maiden giving up immortality to marry a human man, something in reverse that you tend not to see too often.  I realized that there are aspects of the Prof in many characters, perhaps mostly in Eowyn when she complains of being left to burn in the hall when men have more use for it.


                What the Prof did was not only give Britain a saga, a story that Milton wished to do.  He didn’t just simply set the standard for world building or create a template that writers like Terry Brooks would “borrow” (or steal) for years to come.

                It’s humanity.  Really.  

John and Edith Tolkien

Personal Canon - Set Up

Moonlight Reader started this with her post on Booklikes about her personal canon, so she is too thank or blame or both.  And I wish to thank her again because writing this has made me think of various connections.

                I thought a bit about my criteria for my personal canon.  Then I got out a notebook with gnomes on it and designated it my canon book.  I’ve been keeping reading journals since 2000.  Listing the start date of the book, a bit about it when I finished, and so on; therefore, I have plenty of notebooks.  The first page of my Canon Notebook is the “rules”, which are roughly as follows.

1.       Fiction and non-fiction allowed.
2.       Short stories and poems are allowed.
3.       List book, author, and first reading time/period
4.       Series are allowed in some cases, but pull out a particular few books.
5.       Has to be something more than simply liked it.
6.       Give reasons why.
7.       In most cases, the book or work should be read more than once (though there will be expectations).

The reason I allowed short stories and poems because for me such work is just as vital.  In many ways, I am basing the ideas of the Personal Canon along the ideas of the list of books that I had to study for gaining my Master’s in English Literature.  There are some stories and poems that are central.  So, to not include them is stupid.  In short, I am looking for what impact, touched me, or made me think in a new way. 


Thursday, May 25, 2017

Review: Ballad of the Anarchist Bandits

I live in a neighborhood that has anarchists.  Granted, my philosophy is different, and I don’t quite understand why an anarchist would always have the most up to date computer, but hey, they seem pretty nice even if they smell of pot much of the time.

                That’s my view of anarchists, who are usually squatters in my neck of the woods.

                Needless to say, those types of Anarchists are not the ones that Merriman is writing about.  Merriman’s history is about the bandits that committed crimes during pre-WWI France, but it is also about the anarchist movement in France at the time.

                Merriman opens his book with the holdup of the Société Générale.  This is the Bonnot Gang.  Of course, like most criminal’s people who were not involved with the crime spree where caught in the net.  It is two of these – Victor Kibaltchiche and Riette Maitrejean.

                Merriman takes him time in laying the foundation for the action.  He provides more detail of the Belle Époque period, showing the trends and political movements that gave rise to the Anarchist movement as well as the various threads of that movement – illegal activity vs philosophy.

                For that is what sometimes gets lost in a discussion of anarchists, at least in the media.  They become simply bomb throwing, gun shooting radicals who populate the media.  Merriman’s book illustrates that in some cases it was a life style, including vegetarianism and foregoing of items such alcohol and salt.

                Maitrejean and Kibaltchiche are at the heart of the story, for they seemed to have known everyone, and part of the drama of the story is the dragnet that captures are in its wake, regardless of involvement or not.  It is their fate and the fate of their family that moves the story forward.  Merriman’s prose is invigorating enough to carry the reader along.  There are also little details, such as the horror of balsamic vinegar that actually illustrate the dedication to the cause. Honesty, you must strongly believe in something if you are willing to give up such a wonderful thing.   Such small details actually make the history more interesting and in some ways more real.

                Considering the current political climate, the book might be timelier than intended.  It is also to Merriman’s credit that he does not romanticize the Illegalistes.  Despite the title the book isn’t one of the romantic retellings of an outlaw life.  In many ways, while the reader does end up feeing some sympathy for the bandits, or at least a few of them, the cost to others not involved in the Illegalistes is not ignored.  This is done by the not only the use of outsiders but also by showcasing the debates within the movement itself.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Richard Collins III

Photo source Neal Augenstein@augensteinWTOP

The above Photo is the gown that Richard Collins III would have worn at his graduation from Bowie State University.  He was stabbed a day before graduation.  His attacker was a "Alt-Reich" member.

Terrorism takes all forms.  In this case, an apparent hate crime.

Richard Collins III.  Photo Source The Nation.

While we are rightly remembering Manchester, we should remember Richard Collins III.  We should remember Yemen.  We should remember the long list.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Gaming book out in June

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Disclaimer: ARC via Netgalley

My love of elves dates back to the first time I read Lord of the Rings. It was because they were ageless, spoke funny, or seemed so wise. It was because they used bows and arrows. This is because one of the first movies I ever saw was Robin Hood. Honesty, if the orcs had been as skilled with bows as Robin was, I would be constantly wondering why everyone painted those poor, misunderstand orcs as evil.

It’s true.

Osprey’s book about Elf Warfare written by Chris Pramas taps into the fascination that many people have with elves, whether or not said people only like them because of the Robin Hood collection. The book is ideal for any gamer or writer. Osprey presents the various fighter types as well as various battle formats. It is in one part source book and one part history, with a sprinkling of storytelling thrown in.

Highlights include a nice bit about how elves work with allies- be they human or animal and a detailed discussion about how elven armies and how they are designed. There is at least one illustration that looks like it was Bloom’s Legolas inspired, and one does wonder a bit about some of the Elven women’s battle dress. But those are quibbles.

It is a quick fun read that can spark creativity.

Out Now

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This is an Endeavour Press reissue of a previously published book, originally published on the hundredth anniversaries of the Stratford East Theatre Royal in 1985.

The writing is a bit dry for this brief history of Stratford East’s Theatre Royal, yet the book is well worth a read. Coren gives a belief overview of the Theatre’s early history and then gives much detail about what was then the theatre’s later history. Understandably, much of the book is given to a detailed discussion of the Joan Littlewood years. Coren is direct in reporting that he was unable to interview Littlewood, yet more than makes up with the use of other interviews, He not only gives some details about the productions but also gives much attention to the workshops. What comes across quite clearly in the book is Coren’s enjoyment of and fascination with the theatre. 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Out in Sept

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Disclaimer: ARC via Netgalley

                When the trial of Oskar Groening of aiding and abetting the killing of Jews in Auschwitz. started, I actually discussed it with a student.  We had both seen the series on Auschwitz done by BBC and Lawrence Rees.  In it, Groening is interviewed.  My student wonder two things – why it took so long for Groening to be arrested, especially after the interview and whether her interest in the Holocaust was wrong.

                She would like this book.

                In many ways, Jordana Lebowitz reminds me of that student with an interest in something that happened long before her birth.  True, Lebowitz is Jewish and my student was not.  But the burning need to know is something that they have in common.  Though guts and determination, Lebowitz is able to make it to the trial and witness it.  This book is the story of that determination and the trial itself.

                Sadly, the book is far from perfect.

                Now, don’t get me wrong.  There is much that is good in this book.  In many ways, this is a book that most teens and young adults should read because it makes connections between then and now.  Lebowitz’s story not only shows the importance of history and remembrance, but how the younger generation can get involved. 

                Yet, there is also a sense of wanting something more from the book.  In part, this is due to the chosen style.  Referring to Lebowitz in third person, doesn’t work.  It actually distances the reader in a way that is a bit disconcerting, and the use of passive voice doesn’t help in terms of this.  There are also some weird juxtapositions – like the overlooking of Lebowitz’s grandmother’s reaction to her granddaughter’s proposed trip.  Perhaps this reaction does have something to do with the Holocaust as well?  The inclusion of Groening’s testimony , while understandable, is also somewhat strange as it is taken from sources, something that is only made clear at the end of each entry.

                The thing is Lebowitz’s blog on trial, done for the Simon Wiesenthal center, doesn’t suffer from this.  Undoubtedly, there are copyright resections and such, but if Lebowitz had had more of a voice, I wonder if this book would have been a smoother read.

                That said, it isn’t a bad read.  It is one worth reading, especially for teens and young adults. 

Friday, May 12, 2017

The Frog Prince

Frog guts are surprisingly big.  You wouldn’t think it, looking at a frog.  Sure, toad guts, you could see being big, but frog guts, not so much.  Yet, there they were.  On the floor, huge bloody mounds of them.

                And they reeked.  I’ve smelled better piss pots. 

                I’ve cleaned better smelling piss pots.

                But really could you blame the princess?  I can’t, and I’ve always said she was a spoiled brat.  In this, however, I can’t say that she is really at fault.

                Honesty, would you tell your daughter to take a frog to bed?

                I didn’t think so.

                Of course, what would you expect from a man who gets his daughter a solid gold ball?  What kind of a toy is that?  Why don’t you just put her in the middle of the square with a “rob me” sign around her neck?  Being a princess isn’t going to stop anyone.  Everyone knows that princesses are worth less than princes.  I think the king just wanted her to break her foot so she could fit into that ridiculously small shoe.  You know the one that he keeps in the back of his closet and doesn’t know that we know about.  That one.

                Yes, the glass one.

                Honestly, who wears a glass shoe?

                Lord!  That’s right the same people who would give their children a gold ball.  It’s hardly the poor brat’s fault that it fell into the pool.  It’s not even the poor brat’s fault that she’s a brat.  We servants try, we do, but gold balls are hard to compete with.

                Though I can think of a few places you wouldn’t want to find them.

                So it wasn’t really her fault that it fell down into the well, and if her father hadn’t been such a bully and scared the poor brat, a gardener would have gladly fished it out.  Whether or not, he would have replaced it with something more practical is a different issue.

                A good ball means quite a bit of food.

                So what does the girl do, but makes a promise to a frog.  I suppose if you think about it, it does seem like a good idea.  What could a frog want besides flies and a female frog?  She may be a brat, but the princess isn’t a blonde idiot.

                That was her grandmother.  Can you believe that woman?  Straw into gold via natural spinning talent?  She was lucky the old king was a greedy Gus and didn’t look too close.  But the things my father saw,   hmmm hmmm.

                Anyway, so what does the frog want?  Flies?  Nope, to eat off her plate, to sit at her seat, to share her bed.

                I tell you, I should have just grabbed Cook’s puss and let her deal with the beast.

                What type of frog wants to eat stuffed goose?

                Of course, the princess didn’t want anything to do it with it.  It’s a frog after all, and have you seen how many ducks swim in that pond?  But her father, Mister A Promise is a Promise.  Yeah, we all know how he really feels about that.  A promise is a promise but only if it involves a woman making it.  He didn’t keep his promise to his wife, and he swore that in front of a priest.  Took him less than a day to break it.

                And a talking frog.  What would you do if you met a talking frog?  Quite right, you would check to see what you ate and drank that day while crossing yourself and begging for God’s mercy.  I suppose kings just take that mercy for granted.  They shouldn’t.  After all, look at what happened two kingdoms over.

                I felt sorry for the poor brat.  I mean she’s a spoiled brat and all, but she isn’t really mean unless she gets pushed.  And her father was great about that.  Going on about how she wasn’t a son and how it was her mother’s fault because she lacked breeding.   Poor chit.   Then he gives her gold balls.   The poor girl didn’t know if he was coming or going.  But what else could you expect, considering he had to snag a wife from dwarves.  The princess isn’t really cruel, mind you.  Unlike some people I can mention, like him over there, she remembers the names of her servants.  She’s even given me some of her old toys for my children. Not something likes a gold ball, but I was able to sell some of them. 

                So her father made he feed it, let it drink from her goblet.  Not his of course, I wonder what he would have said then.  No, I know what he would have said then.  She had to take up stairs.  She even tucked it into a play crib.  Then it hopped out onto her bed, and demanded a kiss. 

                So she let it kiss the side of the wall.

                Hence the frog guts.      

                Silly frog must have thought it was a prince.  The princess knows that those stories are just fairy tales.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Out Oct 3, 2017

Haunted Nights edited by Lisa Morton and Ellen Datlow

Disclaimer: ARC via Netgalley

                Who doesn’t love Halloween?  Okay, it’s true that in some areas of the country, you will have near adults dressed in nothing more than a cheap mask ringing the doorbell and then being upset that they haven’t received a whole Snickers bar, but, hey, it’s Halloween, and look at those Princess Leias.  Brings a bit of hope about the future generation.

                But as most people can tell you, as the Princess Leias illustrate, there is also an attempt to make Halloween less scary.  Some schools have forbidden scary outfits, and most customers in my neighborhood recently have been superheroes and princesses.  (And that is another issue).  While it is understandable not to want to frighten young children, the sexualization of costumes and the move to cute, does tend to be a bit disturbing.  Look at the difference between male and female Iron Man costumes, for instance.

                Thankfully Morton and Datlow hew to the original concept of Halloween in this well edited collection.

                All the stories are set on Halloween (or on a related festival).  All the tales are spooky and focus on the darker aspect of the holiday.  Thought, it should be noted, that cute can still make an appearance in one or two tales.  But it is cute with a big bite, lots of sharp teeth, and you know, it is going to leave a scar.

                Seanan McGuire’s “With Graveyard Weeds and Wolfbane Seeds” starts the collection.  It is, on the surface, a haunted house tale (what better way to celebrate Halloween), as well as makes us of the idea of Mischief Night.  It is a good teen story too, at least in terms of the idea of needing and wanting to belong to a group.  It’s a rather quiet study of it, and while the subject matter and execution are completely different, in many ways it reminds me of Kij Johnson’s “Ponies” – the most chilling story about peer pressure ever.

                Which isn’t in this collection, but McGuire’s short story is just as good, so if you liked “Ponies”, read it.

                McGuire is followed by “Dirtmouth” by Stephen Graham Jones, a tale about fame, death, and afterlife.  To say much more would be giving a bit too much away, so I won’t.  Let’s just say, it makes a good companion piece to “The Monkey’s Paw”.

                Look, if you are over 12, and don’t know “The Monkey’s Paw,” I can’t know you.  Sorry.

                Perhaps Jonathan Maberry’s “A Small Taste of the Old Country”.  Considering the Trump’s administrations misstatements, false statements, or missteps (you can pick the word, I prefer lies) in terms of the Holocaust, Maberry’s somber story is a good rebuke to all those statements.  It also, like most good fiction, raises questions about justice, remembrance, and freedom.

                Joanna Parupinski’s tale “Wick’s End” makes good use of several folklore and tale motifs as does Kelley Armstrong’s “Nos Galen Gaeaf” (which is set in Cainsville).  Additionally, both stories make excellent use of the idea of storytelling.  Phillip Pullman’s “Seventeen Year Itch” also makes use of this idea and combines with the overuse trope of a madhouse.  Yet, he writes quite a spooky story.

                Jeffrey Ford gets bonus points for placing a tale in the New Jersey Pine Barrens but not including the Jersey Devil.  Paul Kane too plays with the sounds of footsteps, and John R. Little sets a Halloween on the moon.  Work by Pat Cadigan, Kate Jonez, S.P. Miskowski, and John Langan round out the collection.

                In all, the short stories are strong and contain a good deal of spook and spine tingles.  The emphasis is on fear rather than shock.  This isn’t to say that there is not blood, but the horror is more psychological than shock with blood spurting.  Not there isn’t the odd spurt or so.

Friday, May 5, 2017

On the AHCA

The saddest thing about this current presidency is the number of friends I feel that I am losing. It’s only gotten worse with the AHCA. How can anyone with a shred of decency be happy about a bill that allows rape to be classified as a pre-existing condition?

Think abou it.

 Rape. Pre-existing. Condition.

A rape victim could be paying a higher premium (or be priced out altogether) while his/her attacker can still have no problem gaining and keeping insurance. Let’s not forget – rape victims are not just women. Rape is underreported, but men vastly underreport it.

I know a few people who call themselves Christian and yet support the AHCA. They aren’t even in Congress. For them, it comes down to the whole abortion is bad belief. Yet, what they are also saying is that a woman’s life is worth far less than anything else, even that bundle of cells in her body. Even worth less than a possibility of that bundle of cells in her body.

Combining this bill with the defunding of Planned Parenthood means women will lack basic and needed medical care. Pap smears and mammograms are not covered. Because why? Because the people who wanted this don’t have vaginas. Or, as one twitter post commented, haven’t touched one in years.

With Planned Parenthood underfunded and in some cases having to close centers, women will lack access to pap smears, mammograms, and pre-natal screening.

Rape. A pre-existing condition.

I’m going to keep repeating that because it is important.

According to RAINN, every 98 seconds an American is sexually assaulted. 60,000 children are victims each year.

Rape. A pre-existing condition.

60,000 children becoming/joining higher cost/risk pools under AHCA each year.

Being in those pools for the rest of their lives.

While women (and girls) make up 90% of victims and men 10% (according to RAINN), it should be noted that men unreported far more than a woman. If women face questions about being able to fend off an attacker, think of the questions a man faces.

According to the work of Debra Rowland, insurance companies have long denied covering contraceptives because women chose to have sex (see Boundaries of Her Body 271). Viagra and other male aids are covered because they have other uses.

The thing is that for women contraceptive devices have other uses as well and the obstacles that women have to overcome to get it covered are ridiculous. I had to have a IUD installed because of continuous heavy bleeding.   Incidentally the packages of Always I went through on a weekly basis weren’t covered either.

Imagine always bleeding, therefore always exhausted, and always worried about an accident because of heavy clots. And your job is standing in front of people and talking.

Then add the hoops.

My insurance doesn’t cover contraceptives and that is what an IUD is. First, I had to call my insurance. Then my doctor had to send them the medical history. Then the insurance says yes, only to say no on the day the device is installed. Then yes, again. Then no, again. I get sent a bill. A month of phone calls later, it finally gets straightened out. If it wasn’t for the last woman I talked to, I would have had to pay $1500 dollars.

Do men have to go thought that shit to get a blue pill?

Rape. A pre-existing condition.

It took years for marital rape to be a crime. Today, studies have discovered that partner violence includes a forced pregnancy (such as a husband raping a wife). Kate Harding cites that 64% of rapes are not reported, 12% of rape cases feature an arrest, and 2/3 of cases are dismissed (Asking for It 106).

If a woman who is already struggling to pay for standard and needed exams or birth control is raped, under AHCA why the hell would she report it? Those numbers are only going to get higher.

Now tell me we don’t live in a rape culture.

I dare you.

I cannot help but reach the conclusion that if you support AHCA, you support the punishment of women for being raped. It is honor killing but in another form, isn’t it?

AHCA endorses the rape myths, even if only passively – she asked for it, it wasn’t rape, she wanted it – and so on. After all, she must be punished somehow for wanting the morning after pill – a form of an abortion for some people. That is, if she can get access to the pill at all. We have cases of women who have reported being raped being prosecuted under their school’s honor codes for getting drunk (see: “At Bingham Young, a Cost in Reporting Rape” by Jack Healy writing for the NY Times).

And if you support the punishment of women for being raped, I do not want to know you.

Rape. A pre-existing condition.