Stalking

Watched a movie called Cat Person last night. It’s OK, nothing special but does talk about the horrors of (online) dating. There’s a part towards the end that hit me where I realized how bad it is. The former love interest of the female student stalks her at her workplace and she’s freaked out. It made me think about the issue and how I’ve up til now never covered it. Something else for a change but this is (as always) grim.

I did some research and found out 1 in 3 women get stalked. Maybe my next article will be about drink spiking and how (young) women get raped. It’s got a high percentage, too.

For real though, 1 in 3! How screwed up is that? If it was like 10%, even though the girls in the 10% would be unlucky, it would still be ‘bearable’ but a whopping 30%???

It’s crazy, man. The movie starts with a quote I found funny. It goes, “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” – Margaret Atwood I thought it was hilarious because it’s so true but as you watch the film it becomes less funny and you actually see how dark it can be… for women.

Basically, all I’ve ever been saying on this blog is true and not just my personal opinion: violence against women is horrifying because they by and large can’t defend themselves against typically stronger men. Women just don’t have the muscles that men have. Not that I want them to, but you get the point.

It kinda makes me glad my intuition is right but I still maintain that the only way to solve this problem is for females to learn how to fight. Basic self-defense (at the very least) or a martial art should be mandatorily taught to girls in school and maintained at uni and vocational schools. Because the only language men understand is violence. And men categorically don’t attack who they know can beat them up.

Anyway, to the data. 24% of female victims of stalking were stalked as minors.

Imagine sending your kid to school and she walks home afterward, and she notices a grown man staring at her and following her.

Put yourself in her shoes. She’s like 9 or 10 and a full-grown pedo man is stalking her, trying to get with her. How horrified she must be. How scared she must be in her little heart. Frightened, panicking, beginning to run because she’s imagining the worst. By the time she comes home crying, reporting to her mom or dad what happened, the stalker is gone!

This stuff actually happens in real life. There are children who go through this thing.

Then of course there’s cyber-stalking. Usually ex-boyfriends stalking their previous girlfriends’ social media, trying to keep up. Living in the past. It’s closely related because the most common in-person stalking of women is usually done by ex-boyfriends as well. People who can’t get over a breakup. And because social media platforms don’t tell you who checked out your profile, like back in the day Hi5 used to do (lol), you have no idea who checks you out. None whatsoever. Even if people read your blog, at best you can determine the city with Google Analytics but you can’t tell who tf read your blog.

Whoever invents that app will make billions! Holler at me for giving you the idea. XD

It reminds me of the last article I wrote on revenge porn and how it’s about this guy who the victim knows, who harasses her with deepfake porn online. I forgot my train of thought so I don’t know what I was going to say next to connect the two. Maybe later I’ll think of it.

Yeah! OK, I got it. So, it’s usually some ex, but sometimes also a deranged lunatic who creeps on a chick and obsesses over her, etc. In Another Body, the culprit made deepfakes. In Cat Person, though the stalker started out as a boyfriend (briefly), he quickly unraveled to be an unhinged psycho.

I’m not one to front, I can have an obsessive nature myself. If I really want something (or someone), I find it hard to take no, but I do respect boundaries and don’t cross the line. It’s minimum decency to respect rejections and non-interest of the opposite sex. If she’s not feeling you – move on!

It kinda links back to articles I’ve written in previous years about rape etc. They’re similarly related.

It’s not enough for a girl to carry pepper spray in her purse. I’m not even a big fan of Tasers (even though I don’t wanna get tased). Kicking a man in his balls is the very last resort of self-defense for a woman. Fundamentally, she needs to learn how to kick an assailant’s ass with martial arts (karate, jiu-jitsu, aikido, whatever). The pacifists will criticize me for ‘promoting violence’, but tell me how many victims have been saved by being ‘peaceful’ and ‘docile’ when men stalked, groped, and tried to rape chicks….?

Exactly.

Nuff said.

But in a perfect world, it’s solved.

I forget I’m an idealist (not really). The way I think is not of this world.

Back to politics and nothing done.

Peace.

Thought this was funny when I looked for stalker pics. Lightens up the mood a little bit. X)

Sex Crimes: Deepfakes and Revenge Porn

Just watched a movie called Another Body. It’s basically about a master’s degree college student who discovers deepfake porn videos of herself. In the process of uncovering the culprit, she finds 2 other women who had been victimized, one being her former classmate. What is deepfake? In layman’s terms, it’s Photoshop for videos. So the way you can completely alter images with Photoshop, you can completely manipulate and create new footage from existing videos by (for example) switching faces etc. So a loser could add a girl’s face to a porn video and make it look like the girl is actually having sex.

Which brings me to revenge porn. Usually, revenge porn is from guys who got pissed off at their ex for whatever petty reason that they publish their intimate moments on porn websites like Pornhub. As can be seen from the movie referenced above, though, a form of revenge porn can also be made just from mentally ill, socially-isolated losers who take their wrath of being ignored by their female interests, onto the Internet and ‘make them pay’ (ooh, so manly).

While the film was partly a difficult watch, it kind of bored me out a bit because I’ve covered so much porn already that I just lost interest – but I’ve been wanting to write about deepfake for some time. Mostly because I personally think it’s one hell of an invention that can wreak havoc in the wrong hands, as can be seen in the movie.

Is a gun bad or good? It’s neither, it’s simply a tool. In the hands of a deranged mass shooter, a gun is a living nightmare. When a soldier or police officer takes out such a shooter, thereby saving dozens of innocent bystanders, the gun is like sent from Heaven. Deepfake can have its amazing benefits. Like in the creative industry, for example. We could see historical biopics being made, like Hitler’s last moments in the bunker, etc. Remember when Forrest Gump met JFK? That was an early application of deepfake, though not as sophisticated as now.

Misusing deepfake technology, however, is an outright horror. Because it’s so convincing, it is almost impossible to tell if something is real or fake. And the implications are far-reaching. Criminals can blackmail people of interest in exchange for ransom etc. Jealous and scorned ex-lovers or side-chicks can make deepfakes of men just to ruin their marriages, etc. Innocent people’s lives can be destroyed just because some low-life out there thinks it’s justified to do so. Like, ‘She was a bitch! How dare she not greet me!’ Sound familiar? Yeah, losers with power are a dangerous mix.

Another nefarious use of deepfake is in quelling dissent. Nowadays, in the age of growing censorship of alternative, non-popular views on mainstream platforms, governments can create deepfakes of activists and targeted leaders to incriminate them in crimes and compromises they didn’t engage in. And the videos would be so real, so plausible, your average Joe would believe it if he saw it on the news. That’s how dangerous deepfake is. Its abuse is a true threat to a country’s democracy – not synchronized propaganda spewed out at the same time.

Like with AI potentially taking jobs, I only support the widespread use of deepfake if it is not only regulated by governments (in the interest of the people, ie government agencies not also misusing it for illegal censoring and blackmailing activities), but also only used in non-destructive, productive ways like movie-making etc (goes without saying).

I’m going to stop here, I’m kind of fed up with all these sex crimes and porn issues. Below are more links you can research on your own. Enjoy (meant sarcastically).

4Chan – In the movie Another Body, they referenced 4Chan and it’s an anonymous image-sharing site where people across the web can request illegal deepfakes of other people based off images they share of them. So if I were a loser I could deepfake a video from an ex, based on a bunch of pictures I have of her. The technology does the rest. Scary world we live in. Especially for women.

Mr Deepfakes – While there are numerous deepfake porn sites mentioned in the movie, I only checked out one, and frankly it was disturbing. Here you have a porn site that features ultra-realistic porn videos of celebrities (like I said, deepfake). I don’t have the stomach to go through it so happy puking.

Sex Crimes – Google search.

Revenge Porn – Google search.

And to end with the cherry on top, last night when I checked out 4Chan for the first time, I went to 2 sections: ‘Sexy Beautiful Women’ and ‘Adult Requests’. They’re both in the Adult section on the right. I was just going through the pics, I remember one category had loads of dick pics with female pics right next to them (sort of like to explain how the deepfake should be, presumably to depict a blowjob). One category, though, I can’t remember which one, had 2 pics of a black-haired teenage girl (16, 17 at the most). In the first, she was lying belly down, taking a selfie of herself topless in bed. The next picture was of her topless showing her breasts, looking into the camera. And you can clearly see she’s a minor. Now because this site is anonymous and people only use pseudonyms, you can see that even sites like 4Chan can be used in the publication and distribution of child pornography. I tried looking for that same page a while ago, couldn’t find it. There’s too much new content added since then and I’m not about to go through all that smut.

See for yourself and be the judge. Gone are the days of crime only being perceived as some dark alley stuff. Or online, only if you’re on the dark web. Crime is widespread throughout the Internet and society and publically accessible through Google. It’s hiding in plain sight and is often right in front of your face. Like they say, the best place to hide a body is on the second page of Google.

Nuff said.

Anyway, I’m out. Watch Another Body, it’s a good movie and teaches you a lot about the deepfake and sex crime industry – and how the perpetrator can really be someone you know!

Honor Killings

I came across an article a few months ago about a British teenage girl who got killed by her own parents, and it stirred me up. The particular incident is old news, it happened in 2012, but it was new to me and I was like wtf?

I’m trying to think of how a girl could bring shame to me. How if I had a daughter, she could bring shame to my name and family. I can’t think of any ways. If she came out as gay, I would still love her. If she dropped out of school, I would still support her. If she got pregnant during puberty, I would still love her and support her (but be fairly pissed off). If she dated someone ‘outside her race’, that would be cool with me. As long he doesn’t hurt her or break her heart, we wouldn’t have any problems. If my daughter went into porn – OK, I’d be pissed, and we would definitely fight A LOT – but I would still love and probably support her. The point is, there’s nothing she could do that would make me want to disown her and subsequently kill her. She could go as far as killing someone, whether in rage or self-defense. I would still support and be by her side, no matter what (cuz Lord knows I have my episodes as well).

The world is not as liberal as me, though. Many, if not all of these reasons are enough for primitive cultures across North Africa, the Middle East, and the Indian Subcontinent to engage in so-called ‘honor killings‘ which are mostly murders of females accused of dating outside their tribe, caste, religion, or things like that, and are then murdered since they have bought ‘shame’ to their families. The murder restores ‘honor’ to the homicidal family and is often justified by the communities they live in. In fact, since this is a backward culture, these kinds of communities often uphold the need to commit these heinous acts otherwise they stigmatize the ‘shamed’ family. So societal pressure also makes these families kill their daughters, sisters, wives, and female relatives.

Cold world we live in. I just thought of another, rather twisted reason of how if I had a daughter, she could make me want to kill her. It’s not rampant in the world, but some cousins do get attracted to each other and get sexually involved. Not just cousins really, incest cuts across the board: siblings, parents with kids, uncles with nieces etc. If I had a daughter, and she committed incest, would I kill her? No. I would be distraught, angry, I wouldn’t know what to do. I would be all over the place, but kill her?? No! She’s my freaking daughter! She may be a bit retarded and not very smart, but I would never kill her! Why tf would I do that? After bringing her into this world, nurturing her, and watching her grow, I should all of sudden take her life because she brought shame to my family? Yeah, I would definitely be ashamed, but kill my child, not even God could make me do it.

So why tf do we have honor killings? Why do patriarchal societies believe they have any right to kill female members of their families? When I read the article some time back, about the British girl called Shafilea Ahmed, I was (as I mostly am) screwed! Like, ‘Are you serious? They killed her? She’s DEAD???’ And this was over a decade ago, the case is done and dusted. It took me a while to realize it, I thought it was recent news ’cause it was in my homefeed. I was glad when I read the parents got arraigned and are now rotting in jail. But still it’s not enough! She’s still gone! And for what? Her parents killed her because she refused to go back to Pakistan for an arranged marriage. Not only was she underage at 17 at the time, but living in the West, you would think her elders would have left such Hinterland mindset in the village they came from. It’s the 21st century and we still very much grapple with arranged marriages and if the girl refuses, it can have deadly consequences.

Cold world. Honor killings are deeply rooted in tribalism and dated customs. Things that have always been done a certain way stay a certain way. No evolution, no progression. No getting with the times and realizing females (the majority victims of honor killings) are equal humans to the scums who kill them. These crimes are committed in a variety of ways. They can include strangulation, stabbing, acid attacks, and even public hanging to deter other people in the community from bringing ‘shame’ to their families. ‘This is what will happen.’

Christ sake.

Can you imagine having a daughter, or if you already have one, cool – and then putting your hands around her neck and strangling her until she dies before your eyes? Did you ever even love the child? I mean seriously! I can kill for love but I cannot kill someone I love. That stuff is beyond me, can’t do it! Like if I were Abraham in the Bible, I would tell God to buzz off! Like I don’t care if you burn me in hell, I ain’t sacrificing my child for nobody!! Not even you, God! Jesus said we must love him more than we love ourselves. Cool, I could do that but when I have a kid it’s over, J. You can’t tell me to put you above the welfare and life of my child. Screw – THAT!

Anyway, truth be told, while honor killings prevalently occur in the MENA region and the Indian subcontinent, tribalism is rife and is practiced throughout much of the world. I once almost dated a girl from another tribe and before things got serious, she was like we could never be ’cause her parents would never let her. And in Nigeria, inter-tribal relationships and marriages are growing but still largely frowned upon. In the movie Jungle Fever, from Spike Lee, it treats the issue of interracial relationships and their implications on their communities and vice versa. It’s nothing interracial couples don’t already know about but it shows how back in the day, it was really rough and took a toll on mixed lovers.

If you can kill your own child because she brought ‘shame’ to you, then you never really loved her. That’s why I started with those reasons, testing myself to see where I would fail. I would be PISSED OFF – if my daughter got pregnant, or went into porn, or committed incest, but I would never bloody kill her! That thought doesn’t exist in my head. If someone touched her, like sexually assaulted her, fine, then I would kill him! Wholeheartedly! I would confess and I wouldn’t make a fuss about it. I would kill that muthaf*cka and brutally end his life. But I would never kill my own child. I could scream at her! Fight with her, argue with her, make her grow up with daddy issues but I would never freaking kill her. And she could abuse that ‘privilege’ all she wants and get away with it but I just wouldn’t do it, so good riddance. Mess up your life if you want but I ain’t touchin’ you.

And the same would apply to my son if I have one, because honor killings relate to males as well, though not as often. In those cases, the families of the girl the male has a relationship with, murder the dude for bringing ‘shame’ to her family. This is most often the case when males are executed. So the poor guy gets taken out.

Another sick fact about honor killings is that they often get carried out by the brother of the girl to be killed, especially if he’s a minor. That’s because that way it will have less legal gravity than when an adult commits the crime. So get the kids to do it! And if they refuse, they probably get beaten up too and done good. When I research about things like this, I honestly feel bad for girls across the world. I say this carefully. I don’t speak down on females, I don’t think it’s a problem to be a girl. You’re beautiful, awesome creatures who brighten up this goddamn world and have a closer bond to the children you bear than a father ever would. But in this world we live, in many of these societies, so many females go through so much crap, with no one ever there to help them or save them from it. All they literally have is God and we the few who care have to hope that when the perpetrators die, God will extra-crisply deep fry these bastards in the deepest pits of Hell for all eternity to come. It’s the least we can wish for!

In this AlJazeera article, you’ll find out about a girl in Jordan who got killed by her brother because she got raped by another brother. So the murder was committed to restore ‘honor’ to the family. I’ll leave it at that and let you read the rest. This is the reason why I don’t blog so much because when I write about these issues, they seriously take a toll on me and I have to take a break for a while and get my life back in my soul again. No one tells you when you start that activism is a dark subject and the things you campaign for or fight against eat you alive. No one tells you that if you do it full-time and research hard into it every time, you will start to get nightmares about it and get traumatized by the texts you read and the pictures you see. No one tells you no one gives a damn because it’s mostly only the people who deal in the ‘industry’ who know about it and try and do something about it. Yeah, in the case of gender inequality, we finally have UN Women, but there’s really still a long way to go. And governments by and large don’t do sh*t to stop any of the crimes.

I’m going leave it here, I’m done writing about this. Read more about it on your own. Just follow this link or research honor killings on Google. You won’t get past the first page.

This article goes out to the innocent people who get killed in honor killings across the world. No one was there to save you, hardly anything is done about it, but all we survivors can do is hope and pray that these bozos who do this will burn more than the devil ever will. Amen!

Rest in Peace, Shafilea Ahmed. Roam through Heaven like the angel you are – as your numerous other counterparts!

Let LOVE be!

Pain

When you feel pain, don’t run from it. Do not avoid it or escape it. A lot of people do and I used to. Pain hurts. It sucks, and some pain changes you. It makes you resentful, cunning, vengeful, dark inside.

Pain can only be overcome when you face it. It’s not easy because no one wants to expose themselves to what hurts. There’s even some pain today that I still don’t face. But the only way to overcome pain, or any type for that matter, is to face it.

Don’t go out with friends when you feel it.

Don’t binge-watch movies or TV shows, ignoring it.

Don’t make your spouse or partner the escape way to get out of all that pain.

Don’t drink or smoke it away.

Pain you run away from and don’t face, simply comes back to you and stays until you face it. Head on.

It’s a cruel fact of life.

So – deal with it!

Go somewhere you can be alone and just let it be with you – as painful as it is. Let it shred you to pieces inside as it does.

Face it!

At some point later, you’ll get to a lull – a sort of place where it can’t really get worse than this, you’re already there. That’s rock bottom.

And once you’re there, you can transmute whatever painful emotion you’re feeling.

Go read a book.

Go tend to your garden.

Workout.

Write.

Draw.

Create.

Take on a new course.

Learn a new skill.

Do some research about your flaws and psychology.

And keep doing whatever it is that’s productive.

Don’t look at the time, don’t look at the watch. Just do it anyway. If you finished one session, go for another.

Just do it!

After a while, you’ll forget what brought you into pain in the first place.

Feel the pain first, then when you’re used to it, be productive – and stay that way until the pain is gone.

That is how you beat pain and grow.

Now that I’ve given a positive life lesson, I’ll get ready for life giving me another ass-kicking at some point. It always happens that way.

So what. You only live once.

Die empty.

Soldier on!

You got this.

An Exposé of Mother Nature (Kindle Edition) Free on Amazon

Happy International Women’s Day! This event, I mark by giving my recent publication An Exposé of Mother Nature (Kindle Edition) away for free for the next 24 hours. That’s right, for the next full day, you can download the backstory of this blog and find out how it all happened to be visited from every continent of the world.

Get to see unreleased illustrations. Discover unpublished material, and learn about the story behind every published illustration here.

It’s an amazing walk through my mind’s eye and thought process. Welcome to Freespirit. 😉

Grab a copy and tell a friend to tell a friend to not forget about a friend. Let’s go viral.

Enjoy!

Deception, Psychosis, and Gaslighting For Sexual Abuse

Right, another blog post about, you guessed it, sex crimes… (yay)! OK, enough of my twisted self. Just watched a movie called An Amish Sin. It starts heavy. Like basically what my first article on incest is about: a fatherly figure using deception to rape a minor.

In my first article, I write about how pedo dads deceive their daughters to win their trust. Do girly things with them, be ever so involved when they ‘play’ with them. The list goes on. It’s basically to make the little girl feel completely at home and trusting of her dad. Then when the dad wants to strike, he drops it like it’s hot and goes all in. In Amish Sin, it’s an uncle who goes into his daughter’s bedroom and slowly begins raping her. Hardcore stuff to come now, leave if you don’t have the stomach for this.

As the uncle begins to undress his child, she refuses, knowing instinctively something is wrong, this is inappropriate, wtf? The pedo uncle doesn’t care and constantly ‘reassures’ her, saying it’s ok, trying to make her believe it’s all good. They’re close, after all. They have a special bond. So the uncle begins to penetrate her. This girl is a minor, under 13 years old. She shouts in pain, the uncle doesn’t care, he keeps on shushing his niece who’s being traumatized, encouraging her to ‘let it happen’. With every thrust into her, her trust breaks, her psychology shatters, and her feeling of safety in her own home disappears. The uncle even begins singing a song, trying to soothe the resisting girl, anything to get that lay on. So now we have two things addressed for the perpetrator: deception to ‘win’ the girl over, and psychosis to carry out the crime. Psychosis is a complete disconnection from reality. Psychotic people live in a reality for themselves and do not identify with normality. Psychotic people are not always dangerous but when they are criminally-minded, they can be nefarious.

I should have added narcissism to the headline. For a pedo uncle to rape his own niece, he has to be pretty narcissistic, as well. Narcissism isn’t just about over-praising yourself, narcissists feel entitled to what they want, too – whether it’s good or bad. So when a psycho, pedo uncle has the hots for his girl child, he feels he has the right to hit it and get some from her. Again, psychotic people and narcissists have no feeling of remorse of any kind because they’re disconnected from reality. So the psychologies they break, the lives they ruin – they don’t care. They feel, ‘This is mine. End of.’ That’s why when you meet a narcissist or a psycho, run the other way, regardless of what they mean to you. Both conditions, like any mental illness, cannot be cured and in the end, their damage to you will just destroy you.

Anyway, back to the film. I hate to spoil it for you, but it also deals with the only solution which is to leave the abuser and rebuild your life from the broken pieces. I relate to that. I’ve been shattered and am still reeling from things I haven’t healed from. Some have had it easy, some went through so much psychological and emotional abuse as kids and growing up that they don’t know any other way but to be broken. That’s why it’s so easy to relate to people suffering. You always see yourself in them.

Now, another topic An Amish Sin covers is the mind games the perpetrator plays on the victim after the ‘deed’ is done. Anytime the girl tries to confront the assailant, he just flips the script and makes it seem like it was her fault and he’s the victim! Like, ‘Why did you tempt me? You whore! How could you be so cunning? You’re a bad person! (Even though he’s referring to a girl child but he sticks with his tempted-story. Remember the psychosis.) And the younger the victim is, the more ‘gullible’ she can be made to believe the dastardly mind games of a f*cking child-raping pedophile. Women who get raped often blame themselves for the ordeal. And these are grown women. Imagine how much worse it must be for a pre-pubescent girl. And real talk, there are thousands of girls going through this in their family homes, all over the world. Many of these incidents go unreported. Like, ‘Who is gonna listen to me?’, the girls think. ‘I’ve already lost my faith in authority figures so screw it!’ And then some of these girls continue to get abused growing up, go into porn acting, or prostitution since abuse is all they know and are familiar with. Pretty hardcore. Nice and cheerful topic. Always rosy what I talk about.

If I have a daughter or son for that matter, I will by default be on their side. They come home, say someone did this or that, I’m on my kid’s side. Someone called them this or that, made them cry, I’m on my kid’s side. They bullied some dude, vandalized something, I’m still on my kid’s side, although I’ll be like, ‘Yo,… you can’t be doing that!’ privately. That may make me a bad citizen, but I will never put my community above my kids. My kids come first, regardless. It is very painful when, as a kid, you go through some sh*t, and you go to your dad for help and all he does is take society’s side. Because he’s too scared of other people and cares more about being a ‘good’ citizen. As a child, seeing that betrayal, that let-down is a huge disappointment to contend with. Like there goes my respect for you. So much for being a father figure. In the movie, after reporting to her dad she got raped, her dad beat her up instead, accusing her of ‘tempting’ the assailant. This is the kind of stuff women have to go through! Like wtf??

The thing makes my blood boil. Anyway, the gaslighting part of the sexual abuse is to invalidate the victim’s accusations and control the perception of her and himself, among others. So, play mind games, make her think she’s crazy, and get everyone to think she brought it onto herself because she’s so defiled, slutty, and trash. Gaslighting is an incredibly satanic form of mental abuse. Gaslighters, people who gaslight you, plant seeds of lies and bullsh*t in your mind and get you to doubt and question yourself. They repeat this over and over. Then when you try to address the crap and confront the bastards, they make it seem like you’re psychotic, out of touch with reality, and need help. When in fact it’s actually them who need saving. Like with narcissists, when you meet gaslighters, whoever they are, and however they’re related to you, the only way to ‘win’ is to walk the other direction and never go back. Only God can deal with wickedness and when their time comes, they will burn profusely. Amen.

This article brought out more than I thought I’d write. Lately, I’ve noticed certain things, people, and situations that trigger me. And I notice right thereafter that I’m in need of healing that. Like I said, I’m still reeling from some things I haven’t healed from. Like Selena Gomez says at the end of her documentary, ‘I’m a work in progress.’ Big movie by the way. It lets you know when you struggle, when you go through an uphill task, you’re not the only one. And that gives you the strength to move on and hang in there.

I hate to be some sick, psycho, and always talk about bad news, but as you have read this article, somewhere in the world a young girl below 13 years of age is being raped by a fatherly figure, a person of authority in her life. Just visualize that. Imagine how she feels, what she’s going through. How she’s crying, writhing in pain, bleeding from her genitals, and no one is coming to help her… ever!

Pretty grim, huh? Dark stuff? Yeah, let’s talk about superficial nonsense instead and wait for iPhone 15 Pro Max. You know, the important things.

Nuff respect. Always love you, society!

Peace.

Investigative Journalism Love

Happy new year. This post is probably not going to be overly long. Watched a movie not too long ago and came across some stats that relate, so I thought I might add them here. They put a spin on something I never realized: that people in the media go through quite a bit of gender inequality, too. I know about the glass ceiling and all, have written about it, but it’s staggering when you see how rife gender inequality in the press is.

Anyway, here are the stats. I got them from a Reuters course on journalism I’m doing. They better not beef me for mentioning it, I’m referencing them nonetheless.

“According to the International Federation of Journalists Survey
• A 2018 survey found female journalists are targeted the most (in online harassment when covering sensitive/controversial topics)
• 3X: Women receive more abuse on Twitter than their male counterparts
Mapping Media Freedom Survey
(May 2014 and September 2018)
• 176 cases of online harassment of correspondents — or nearly one a week
• 63% said these attacks caused psychological effects such as anxiety or stress
• 38% admitted to self-censorship
• 8% lost their job
UNESCO and ICFJ Joint Survey
(September to November 2020 global survey taken by 1,210 international media workers)
• 73% of female respondents said they had experienced online abuse, harassment, threats, and attacks.
• 20% of the women reported being targeted with offline abuse and attacks that they believe were connected with online violence they had experienced.
Journalists who are victims of online harassment often find online platforms, publications, or the police unsympathetic or ill-prepared to deal with their complaints.”

These stats relate to the States. Got me thinking. The police are ill-prepared or unwilling to follow up on reports. More than two-thirds of journalists surveyed say they experience anxiety or stress because of online threats and bullying. Hardcore. And then like three-quarters of journalists say they have experienced some form of online attack.

That you have to have thick skin for the job doesn’t even begin to describe it. I kinda always thought journalists were sorta ‘immune’ (stupid word, I know) to these kinda things. Until you see how it affects them and you realize they’re just people like everyone else (D’uh!). You see quite a lot of that in the movie I watched called She Said. I didn’t really wanna watch the movie at first, because I knew I’d probably write about it but when I saw these stats, I was like, ‘F*ck that, post it.’

We’ve become desensitized to reporters being ignored, treated like crap, insulted, and threatened. How many movies have we seen in our lifetime, where there’s a press conference and the reporters are always made to seem like a horde of wild animals who are so uncivilized and therefore deserve to be treated like lesser humans? Like the silent treatment is OK. Or when a lawyer and a client come out of a courthouse and the reporters flock around them. It’s the same scene. Maybe I watch (way) too many thrillers and action flicks but it negates the profession of journalism (heavily). Like, who would want to be a reporter after they see them being treated like trash nonstop in movies? (Seriously!) It’s probably the same reason some choose to be law enforcement agents (despite the barrage of criticism), and others choose to be nurses (despite the long hours and crap pay). Someone’s gotta do it, and in the end, it’s a means to pay the bills… since crime is illegal (except for politicians).

It’s kind of ironic coming from me, saying all this. I tend to be critical of the media for being one-sided, and not trusting of the police because of police brutality but when you put these links together, you can’t help but feel differently, still. The anchors we see on TV, reporting the news, interviewing people on air, etc – they get hurt when they experience rudeness or people trolling them… just like you and me. It put things in perspective for me. Thank God I’ve never beefed with a reporter online. I just ignore their content. They’ll probably body me anyway.

Show your (local) reporter some love. We may live in polarized times, whether natural or induced, but the reporters by and large are still standing up for the truth and putting themselves out there. Straight up unsung heroes stuff. Like soldiers when they come back from war with PTSD etc. Rough.

I was born and grew up in a dictatorship. I first voted when I was 18. Until the advent of democracy in Nigeria, blood-thirsty soldiers ran the day – and they ruled with an iron fist. Every week on some day driving to school, you would see corpses on roads and highways. Extra-judicial killings and people ‘disappearing’ were the unspoken facts of life. There was a magazine called Tell that defiantly and courageously stood against the military regimes by reporting about what really was happening beneath the surface and how the political opposition was mobilizing against it. The publication quickly became blacklisted by the government and the press had to go underground. As a civilian, simply being seen with a copy of the magazine was enough to get you shot, tortured, and killed. People did not care, though, and purchased the mags on the down low, like people still buy weed today. I’m no democracy groupie who ignores all the red flags that exist, but from my background, I can appreciate that the worst democracy is still better than the best dictatorship. Soldiers belong in the barracks, off the streets, and definitely not in government. And the press, no matter how biased they may themselves be, and stifle diversity in opinion themselves (to go with the flow and not be shut down or ‘blacklisted’), is always a key segment in the foundation of a functioning society. Take the press away and you have military governments promising the best, only to turn evil and nefarious over time. I could name many countries as examples but the kid in me who grew up in dictatorships knows I know better. Do your own research if you wanna know (something people are incapable of doing nowadays – they have their minds made up for them by reading editorials, instead).

I think I see why I took that Reuters course. The truther in me (however naive to some extent) still believes in values and principles of truth and freedom.

Shout out to (investigative) journalists out there. Big up for the stellar work they (regularly) do. Reminds me of a big movie I watched: Spotlight. Remember? If that’s not a big movie, go watch the Teletubbies.

Have a happy new year, y’all. May we reach our goals and overcome all obstacles that will present themselves this year.

Peace!

Are you saying it how it is or because she’s a woman?

What Rape Is Like

Hey, I’m back with another sex (crime) related blog. This is about rape – again. Just watched a movie about sex exploitation and how it is carried out. It’s dark, twisted sh*t, hard to stomach. I don’t know but when I watch scenes of rape in a movie, I find it difficult to follow through, even though it’s acting. Like when you’re an INFJ, you soak up everything. Emotional stimuli are overwhelming.

When women are raped, they usually get raped from the back. Most rape victims get bent over and raped. It’s ‘easier’ that way. Sick, isn’t it? Sounds like I have done it, but it is just research. Women also get raped while they’re lying on their back, but it’s not as often as from the back. You know, the whole psychology of intercoursing with a woman from the back is such that the man is the dominant one, controlling the flow and rhythm of sex. He has a lot of power over the woman in that instance, and pretty much can do as he pleases. Such high degree of power is not something women are de facto OK with giving away. That’s why a woman needs to be sure she can trust the man before engaging in such act. Even if it’s often done and no one talks about it. But this is a blog where I often talk about what nobody talks about so welcome to my X-ray.

If a woman doesn’t trust you, she will never bend over for you. I don’t care how good you are. Trust is a big thing not just in relationships but in sex, too. So women who do intercourse with men from the back, needless to say, trust their men. So much so, they do not even think about it. It just happens.

Now, imagine being forced to be bent over, your pants pulled down, and a man forced into you, with no lubrication or anything prep whatsoever. Not that lube and prep make it better, but you get my point. This is what rape victims go through. They get forced, stripped, (often) beaten, and violated, with nothing they can do to stop it. So in their panic, they tussle around, screaming, begging the rapist to stop, despite knowing nothing will change what they know is happening. It is pure hardcore, in the most twisted sense. Great weekend material I am writing here.

Anyway… most rape victims get raped by someone they know. Yeah, there are those women who get raped by stalkers or strangers, but a lot of women get raped by men they know. Back to the rape event. A woman is bent over a bed or table. Her pants are stripped down, she’s being pinned down against the surface, slapped, and struck a few times. She’s screaming, crying, begging the bastard to stop. He pulls down his pants, forces himself into her, and thrusts brutally into her over and over again. Rape by its very nature is violent. The thrusts are not ‘gentle’ and ‘tender’ – they are hard, ruthless, brutal, and excruciatingly unforgiving. And that’s what the woman goes through, still crying, screaming, begging for someone to help her, unable to do anything about this nightmare. Her life as she knows it collapses like WTC. Her psychology completely obliterates and breaks down. Now, couple this with the fact that the man raping her is someone she knows. Why he is so degenerate to do something like that and how she is in touch with someone like him in the first place, is not important. The point is, she’s being raped and going through this psychotic horror by someone she knows. That’s at the very least DOUBLE the psychological complete breakdown and anguish she’s going through. It takes her back to the psychology of being bent over by a man and the superior power he has over her in that moment. It’s nerve-wracking enough when things are good, and it’s consensual sex, and she knows he’s a nice guy… blablabla. Now imagine that girl getting raped, in a position that makes her helpless, no control over anything, being taken advantage of, raped, violated, forcefully penetrated. In her mind, her deepest, darkest fears materialize, that low probability event that could happen, where a man could abuse her, that takes place and part of her goes, ‘I told you so!!’

Now this blog is not advocating the end of doggystyle. Hell, I love it like hell, too. But I am simply taking you through the mind of a woman being raped and how it destroys her mind. Rape is something you can’t heal from. No matter how good your psychologist or psychiatrist is, they can’t and will never get you over the incident, and they know that. It f*cks up your mind permanently. Kinda like how infibulation makes women angry for life. It just shortcircuits your brain all f*cked up. Rape is so f*cked up an experience that most women and girls don’t report it when they do get raped. They’re too f*cked up to. It completely destroys their mind so they harbor their ‘secret’ even though all they want is to be helped and to have the ordeal reversed. It’s an especially satanic form of f*ckery. ‘I’m avoiding help even though inside I’m screaming for it!!’

This blog goes out to rape victims. I know I’ve talked a lot about this issue, but every time I watch a movie about sex crimes, it f*cks me up. Like I can’t just watch it and not do anything about it. It f*cks me up. So I write about it, trying to put that feeling that I felt, into my writing and try and get you to feel as much of it as possible. No, I’m not sorry. Stop reading my blog if you don’t like it. Shout out to all the rape victims all over the world. Sorry for having your trust in men ripped to shreds and your sense of safety over self, your own autonomy over your body torn away from you. Now you feel like, ‘If I can’t even protect my body, what am I good for?’ A lot of rape victims also blame themselves for the rape, it’s common, even though it’s not their fault. Hard stuff. It kinda makes you scared of having girls when you have kids. I’d love to have daughters but because I know how men think, I’ll be paranoid over my girls’ safety. And I don’t want to be overbearing and have them growing up with daddy issues. Welcome to parenthood, Dot! It’s a fine line between caring and f*cking up your children’s lives…(yay!).

Even though it’s hardcore and extremely hard to stomach, I propose we have kids watch rape movies once they hit puberty, all the way to senior high. Like make it part of the curriculum and show movies where females get raped and discuss every minute aspect of the incident with the whole class, so the girls can see what the world is like, and the boys can see what bastards they can be if they cross the line of no return. The earlier and more we sensitize our kids about rape, the less rape we can expect in the future. And for now, it should be a mandate that every rapist gets capital punishment, even in countries that don’t have the death penalty. If you kill a woman psychologically, you should be killed biologically.

Nuff said.

Anyway, watch Girl In Room 13, it’s hard, not easy to watch. They actually forcefully drug you before you become too intoxicated and abused to fight back, before they pimp you to the sex trade. RIP Anne Heche. What a waste of talent. But the movie reverberates the quote I once heard: the most dangerous place to be is between a mother and her child. Shout out to mother love.

I’m out. Fuck rapists. Burn them alive.

Nuff said.

Destroyed forever

The Yellow Star

I just watched an animation on Anne Frank. When I was a teen, we had an entire year in class where we dissected her diary and watched a movie about it. I don’t remember much of the details, I barely listened in class but I do remember from the film how she was upbeat and hopeful despite the hardship happening around her. And that struck me, from back in the day. Like I knew this girl was more powerful and wiser than her age.

So in this animation I just watched, it just reverberated the same thing. Giving props not just to Anne, but to her whole family and the people who lived with her in hiding. For 2 years. Hardcore. I know this is history but like they say, it’s your right to discover the world anew.

To think how it led to the Holocaust beforehand: Having to wear a yellow star sewn to your coat that had to be displayed whenever you went out. That was the law. And whenever non-Jews, the German majority would look at the Jews, they would do so with despondence. ‘Ugh! Another Jew!’ How helpless and humiliating the Jews must have felt in their own country – especially the children. Growing up and living in a reality where you’re seen as sub-human, lesser quality, filth, vermin, not worthy to live.

Jews were barred from public places, theaters, hospitals, schools, markets, etc. Systemically outcast from normal life like they were the enemy that had to be eliminated. It’s sad really. It’s like the prelude to genocide here in Rwanda. In the decades before 1994, Tutsis were forced by the government to carry identity cards that specified their ethnicity. Like being who and what you are was a crime. And in the prelude to genocide, a growing number of them were taken away, never to be found again. And then 1994 happened and in under 3 months, over a million Tutsis were systematically killed across Rwanda. For being who and what they are. Like they were an enemy.

Tribalism, racism, antisemitism, discrimination, and hate crimes are all very ugly crimes against humanity that take decades to heal from all the trauma they inflict. It’s pretty hardcore. Straight Luciferian. There’s no other way to describe it, normal humans don’t come up with something like that. Hitler himself was believed to have been possessed by 6 demons. Or was it 7?

Anyway…

I won’t lie, becoming an adult, I’ve over the years felt more sympathy for Palestinians in the Middle East than Jews in Israel. I’ve often seen Israel as the oppressor. When you take into account what Jews went through in the Second World War, and how they were worked to death under the slogan ‘Arbeit macht frei.’, you can understand why there’s a high sensitivity against antisemitism. I personally don’t see Israel as an enemy, I just disapprove of what the Israeli government seems to have been doing over the years: driving people off their land and keeping them in a state of apartheid. Just like I doubt gender equality will happen in my lifetime, I don’t see Palestinians living peacefully with Israelis, with no war, no conflict, no tit for tat warfare, just 2 neighbors coexisting together. Call me cynical but that sounds like a utopian world to me, sadly.

There are almost 8 billion humans in the world today. Thousands of languages and just as many creeds and tribes. We don’t just have major races like Black, White, Latin, and Asian but so many in between. The Mixed Race may consist of different races but is also a race of its own. We are so diverse and different, and yet all human.

How the hell then can we be so narrow-minded and hostile to differences about each other and act out on them violently? I’m not a pacifist, but there’s more to life than hatred. When you keep hate in your heart, you miss half the experience of life. I know because I’m speaking from experience.

I was apprehensive at first to watch the movie Where Is Anne Frank. I thought it’s way too sensitive a topic to dramatize it and put your spin on it. But I tend to internally make assumptions and judge things before I try ’em out. The film is actually a props to humanity. Spoiler alert but I like how they juxtapose the oppressive state police the Jews went through, with the modern-day police and people Kitty dealt with. Like nothing’s changed.

Check it out if you can, it’s a dope flick. Messes up your mood but it’s worth it.

On my Kumbaya tip, nobody is sub-human, we were all made equally. Nobody was born less. Nobody is worth more. There’s no supremacy among any group or race. We’re all just a bunch of different people, living on the same planet, trying to make it through like the next one.

F*ck discrimination!

Peace.

Never again.

Thank You

This month of June marks the 11th year anniversary of Mother Nature – A Satire on Gender Inequality. What started out as a webcomic to showcase gender inequality in a satirical way, quickly became a resource for articles about the many types of problems females go through. And I forgot all about the drawing part.

The idea in the beginning was to have one webcomic, or illustration, accompany every article. And it started that way. Female Genital Mutilation, Bride Burning, and Domestic Violence all got their comics. Doing the storyboards for every new article proved cumbersome and I was producing more articles than I was drawing. So I started just drawing pictures and seemingly leaving the comic concept altogether. Then I returned to drawing I think in 2012 or 2013 but never published it. I seriously hope I do.

I keep abreast of stats every other day or at least once a week. I check the daily stats and see how what is performing. Every now and then I check out deeper insights. Like monthly stats, how many hits over the year. And I compare my years to each other but just as a mental note.

I never realized my blog was so visited. I knew I had hits from the usual countries but never really paid attention to how much from around the world I get. I’m humbled.

First time I started, I was hesitant talking about gender inequality as a man. It still takes a lot of research to speak confidently. And I’ve had my fair share of chicks fighting me online for what I say, like it hurts their ego or so. It’s all just flak, comes with the territory. If this problem didn’t exist, I wouldn’t write about it. They say men are notoriously bad at describing their feelings. Take that with a pinch of salt, I’m trying my best.

Anyway, to every visitor who’s contributed to the map below, thanks a lot. It’s gratifying to know these words go around the world. I write as I get inspired so no schedule exists for the future, but there is for sure more where that came from.

And that publication will come out! 🙂

Stay safe.

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