this makes me happy
…in an odd kind of way.
I heard a story from a guy that teaches an intensive semester-long course to college men, especially men who belong to frats, that is basically an entire class on rape prevention.
As he tells the story, one night his TA was walking home, and ran into one of the students from his class. The student was quite drunk and started yelling at the TA. The basic message was “Fuck you, and Fuck (the guy who teaches the class). I could’ve had sex tonight, but didn’t becuase [sic] she was fucking drunk, all becuase [sic] of your stupid fucking class.”
I am rather skeptical about preventing violence against women, but that story gives me hope.
h/t feministe …It’s a strange sort of beauty I like, isn’t it?
also, this:
The fact that I can’t go a day without making someone a new library card at work gives me hope.