According to court documents obtained by The Wrap, Bryan Singer, director of the hit “X-Men” franchise, is accused of drugging, raping and using his power to manipulate a then-17-year-old male, in a lawsuit filed in federal court in Hawaii this week. According to the lawsuit, plaintiff Michael Egan — who was named in a press release sent out by his lawyers — says Singer forcibly sodomized him, among other things, when he was 17. The lawsuit alleges:
Defendant, BRYAN JAY SINGER, manipulated his power, wealth, and position in the entertainment industry to sexually abuse and exploit the underage Plaintiff through the use of drugs, alcohol, threats, and inducements which resulted in Plaintiff suffering catastrophic psychological and emotional injuries. Defendant Singer did so as part of a group of adult males similarly positioned in the entertainment industry that maintained and exploited boys in a sordid sex ring. A Hollywood mogul must not use his position to sexually exploit underage actors.
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Today in Egregious Discoveries About Humanity, a study has found that a big reason women rarely report sexual violence is because they view it as “normal.” The study, which will be published in Gender & Society, reviewed forensic interviews with 100 kids who may have been sexually assaulted. The interviews were conducted by the Children’s Advocacy Center, and the subjects’ ages ranged from 3-17.
The research team found that young women and girls often saw objectification, sexual harassment and abuse to be a normal part of life. Male privilege and a sense of female powerlessness, it seems, was seen by many interviewees as typical. One 13-year-old interview subject justified the fact that boys tried to inappropriately touch her at school because “they do it to everyone.” Keep reading »
As if we didn’t already have enough reasons to say RIP Society: French “YouTube comedian” (I know) Remi Baillard recently released a video called “Free Sex,” in which he’s filmed pretending to fuck unsuspecting women in public. Invariably, the women notice Baillard air-humping them and give him dirty looks. And this dumb shit actually has over five and a half million views.
Yes, that’s right. A sketch form of a rape joke — which I can only assume was inspired by “Austin Powers 3,” circa 2002? — got almost six million hits. I was one of those hits and not only did I not laugh, but I was transported back to 7th grade. You remember 7th grade? It’s a time when the 12-year-old boys were so tiresome and immature that merely walking in front of a group of them would make my eyes roll back into the base of my cerebellum. Keep reading »
Who could possibly have a problem with free self defense classes hosted by the Glendale, California, Police Department in honor of Sexual Assault Awareness Month?
So-called “men’s rights” activists who complain that the classes that teach self-defense skills to girls and women are discriminatory against men. Keep reading »
Earlier today, Zerlina Maxwell, a feminist writer and political analyst, was inspired to start the Twitter hashtag #RapeCultureIsWhen in response to both TIME magazine and RAINN (the Rape, Abuse and Incest National Network) claiming that feminists have overhyped the existence and impact of rape culture.
Last week, RAINN made their recommendations to the White House Task Force to Protect Students from Sexual Assault and for some reason decided to make a point of deemphasizing the impact of rape culture, writing:
In the last few years, there has been an unfortunate trend towards blaming “rape culture” for the extensive problem of sexual violence on campus. While it is helpful to point out the systemic barriers to addressing the problem, it is important not to lose sight of a simple fact: Rape is caused not by cultural factors but by the conscious decisions, of a small percentage of the community, to commit a violent crime.
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In college, I was part of a tight-knit group of young women. There were five of us in the core group. Two were roommates and their room, 513, was our central meeting place. There was a lack of formality when it came to hanging out. It was totally normal to walk right in if the door to 513 wasn’t locked and downright mandatory to stop by if it was propped open. We were honest and comfortable with each other.
Or so I thought.
Rape doesn’t happen the way you think it will. I wasn’t drunk or drugged at a party, no one jumped me after dark while walking home alone; the attack didn’t even start as being physically rough. It was slow, insistent, and shocking. My rape was terrifying, uncomfortable, and incredibly confusing. The physical pain was as bad as the betrayal; the psychological injury of living in the same building as the rapist almost ended me entirely, but I still had my friends, I reasoned, so I was able to keep going with my collegiate career. Keep reading »