Sorry for the radio silence all week. I appear to have contracted the plague (not swine flu, I did go to the doctor), and have had difficulty stringing together any sentences more complex than, "Juice, now!" or "Get these hot cats off me!" Apparently illness brings out the nursemaid in my cats, which is just what you're looking for when you have a fever on an eighty degree day, 30lbs of hot, vibrating fur parked on your chest.
I did this series of posts in my Polimicks blog about six months to a year ago about Rape Myths. You know, the things everybody "knows" about rape, which are almost completely and utterly wrong.
Some of these may well be triggering. I know that I spent a good chunk of the time I was writing them shaking. But I think it is incredibly important to debunk these societally constructed myths surrounding rape if we are going to have even the faintest of faint hopes of actually reaching justice for the victims, or of lowering the obscenely high rape rate in our society.