Now is the time for all good men to get out of the way if they can’t lend a hand

Yes. This. Dammit.

Stephanie Domet, writer at large

I have been broken open this week, a thousand times, a thousand different ways. The news has been bad, and so soon after other bad news that also broke me open.

I have had a lot of thoughts as I’ve watched this most recent, more personal-feeling bad news. I thought of the women involved, the roads each has travelled to the point where each was able to tell her story to someone. I thought of the importance of critical thinking and media literacy. It seems the more we stew in information and opinion, the less adept we are at sorting through what we receive in a meaningful way. I thought of the culture of silence and shame in which violence and sexual violence are perpetuated. I thought of the good work of many fine people over decades trying to make change.

I have watched in awe as people change their…

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3 Responses to Now is the time for all good men to get out of the way if they can’t lend a hand

  1. len says:

    Hey M. Thanks for posting this. Social Justice is always a shared responsibility. It is sometimes difficult to seperate one’s self from the wheel, but not impossible. My partner and I just watched a documentary on Wonder Woman (netflix, from a femenist v/p) which fits in in, interestingly enough. Our daughter is turning 13, and I do worry about the role models, inherent violence, etc, which continues to permeate our society. P.S. Dispite a few odd/too late night postings (unashamed) I have made, I am following your progress and am heartened to hear you have completed your radiation. You are such a strong person, I believe your stubborn willpower will over rule this dis-ease. And yes, I still love you ( but who doesn’t), I always will. Len.

  2. len says:

    Somewhat further along, as we approach the date of Dec. 6th and we watch the ongoing Jion G. affair; Initial apprasails of male collegues include; “no way, that can’t be proven, totally unfair” etc, I see an opportunity to review, and maybe forgive (and therby move on) but not forget some behaviours. I seek to own what is mine, and make no excuses. As to the behaviours of others, I cannot know. There are however, reasons for behaviour. Without this concept we have no basis for restorative justice. It’s really a drag because who else will interview all those people? (ah yes, a music lover speaks his mind). Oh well Jion, guess you didn’t think of that with your hands around her throat, now did you? Who’s the king of (s)pain now? (a moxie fruvus joke). On another note, I have attempted to write about my aunt, who was killed in cold blood by her estranged husband in a court room in Port Arthur back in 1949. I hope to do a story about it, but life always impedes. If anyone esle out there wants to do it , great. Classic tale; seperation, mom of two children seeking recompense, father refusing, publicly declaring vengange on young judge (who charged father to pay). In judges chambers, man shoots woman (my would be aunt, I was 12 yrs too young to even meet her) point blank in head, then shoots judge, then himself (twice). Of course the shooting of the judge gets all the headlines at the time, a ‘by the way’ line (about my aunt) ran at the side. Google Port Arthur Judge McCitrick shot. Violence sucks.

    • fuzzpedals says:

      Wow Len, I don’t think I’d ever heard about your aunt. Yes, the world has always been callous or wilfully blind to violence against women. Sometimes it feels like we (women) live in occupied territory, but we can’t even acknowledge it. But the public downfall of one man for more egregious actions doesn’t feel like any kind of triumph. I just feel compassion for all the ruined women’s lives, including radio host’s mother Azar.

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