We all have our guilty pleasures. Chocolate, working out, video games, hot baths, reading, walking. One of mine happens to be reading Xanga’s top posts. I mean, Xanga was the shit when I was in high school, so I have fond memories of it.
Today, however, my visit was not pleasant.
I stumbled across a post entitled “95 Reasons You Want to Be Sexually Harassed.” As a survivor of sexual assault, along with the usual sexual harassment that comes with being a walking breathing female in the western world, I wanted to know what on earth this post would be about - and more specifically, what other people would have to say. I came away…disturbed, to say the least.
You can read more at the link if you desire, but the gist of the post was summed up in its final call to action: “If you were given $95 million, would you be willing to be sexually harassed for one day at work?”
Surely, I thought, surely no one is going to say yes and act like this is a joke or normal. Let’s just say I’ve lost even more hope for mankind.
Just a few comments said things like, “yes!…depends on my mood, looool,” or “Just sexually harrased? Fuck yes. I wouldn’t have sex with anyone, but I’d totally let them groupe whatever they want to,” or my favourite, “Honestly… probably. That’s a lot of money, and I’d have a lot of emotional issues to put into my art.”
What?! Just sexually harassed? And gaining emotional issues to put into your art? I can’t even fathom - and I’m an artist. My assault didn’t help me with my art - it left me physically bruised, emotionally scarred, and living in fear that I’m just now starting to work through 6 years later after so many people just like the commenters of this piece told me that what happened to me wasn’t a big deal.
If someone is taken advantage of sexually, man or woman, it is a big deal. And all the money in the world is not worth going through that.
My mind is just blown away.