I take my usual seat at lunch by the vending machines and wait for Elisabeth when I hear a male voice behind me say “Man, I really got raped by that Algebra exam today.”
There are a million different reactions I could have to an ignorant statement like this. On one hand, I can ignore it. The kid is an idiot. He doesn’t know. But I can feel the blood pounding in my veins, rushing swiftly in my ears, and what I really want to do is turn and scream at the little fool.
But to scream…to fight…to make any sound
in my defense, that’s something I just don’t know how to do. Something I don’t
know how to do well.
How does a word like rape, loaded with stigma and designed to shock, manage to get
reduced to such common, blasé terminology to describe something as mundane as
an Algebra test? Whether he meant to
offend or not, just how stupid can some people be to not realize the full impact
of their words?
I don’t have to say anything in my defense. A voice that sounds remarkably like Trevor’s calls out: “Hey! You think rape is something to joke about? You wouldn’t if it happened to you.”
I can’t not turn around now to see the
looks on those guys’ faces; I think they feel genuinely remorseful now, seeing
me sitting only a table away, but they also look shocked to hear a guy rebuke them in such a way. I can see
the confused looks on their faces now: why would a guy speak out against a rape
joke? After all, they’re probably thinking, it’s not like guys can be raped.
If it was me who yelled at them, or some
other girl, the sad reality is they’d probably have laughed and said something
along the lines of “Lighten up.”
Sarahbeth Caplin, I hated more than disliked schooldays like those depicted in your Someone You Already Know short novel. I'm about to get tied up with some of my more serious work and I wouldn't want to dominate your web log. Many a stern lecture is delivered over and over and it is as if none hear the good news. Almost as if their minds have been "raped" of thought. Ech. I won't be reading your book again, twice was enough. Sincerly, Michael Skoch.
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