Feminists

is what your goal here is.

It seems to some of us that it is to minimize the incidence of sexual assault against women, and that you are using questionable tactics to do that.

Did you read the title of the paper you linked to? And yet you didn't mention it?

The Scope of Rape: Incidence and Prevalence of Sexual Aggression in a National Sample of Higher Education Students

That is not an attempt to measure lifetime risk of sexual assault. It measured the experience of a group of people aged 18-24 in relation to experience since age 14 (an odd choice, since girls experience sexual assault and abuse before that age) and in the preceding year.

http://www.amptoons.com/blog/2010/07/31/no-ms-magazine-never-hired-mary-koss/

And I assure you, if I had wanted to be patronized, I had a stats professor who could have done that job a lot better ...



My nature is to think, when I hear virtually identical reports from virtually every woman I ever encounter -- that each of us would be hard pressed to find a woman in our acquaintance who has not been sexually assaulted -- that something is probably going on there.

Here's another anecdote, just because I feel like sharing. My mum was sexually assaulted by her obstetrician -- just a bit of "fondling", y'know. (A word I despise; molestation is not "fondling".) Some 10 years later, I was placed in an advanced elementary school class that I spent the next three years in. I was one of a handful from the wrong end of town; most of the others were from the leafy enclave in the north end where the school was located. The son of the obstetrician in question was in my class. For three years, my mum was faced with that scumball at every school function they both attended (and there were a lot of them: dramatic presentations, field trips, museums, festivals, weekend travel, parent meetings ...). I didn't know until much later, of course. I don't know whether my dad knew; probably, but now that I think about it, I'll have to ask her. There isn't any chance the pig in question even remembered my mum, an insignificant, unassertive, unconfident 22-yr-old working class woman who momentarily crossed his privileged, wealthy, older male field of vision. But his few minutes of victimizing my mum, and how insignificant and valueless that made her feel, have never left her mind.

Fortunately, by the time I heard about it, she had matured into a more confident woman with a proper analysis of the situation: that she had been victimized as a woman and especially a low-status woman, by a pig. Just as I, fortunately, was an assertive, knowledgeable 21-yr-old feminist when I was victimized, so I didn't experience any shame or self-blame. Not until the psychiatrist I consulted for post-traumatic stress a week later told me I had a rape wish and death wish, anyhow ... and a few months later when defence counsel had me confirm repeatedly that no reasonable person could have thought I was consenting and after answering "no" three times, I left the witness box wondering whether the man who had driven me to an abandoned quarry in a car with no interior handles and choked me into near-unconsciousness when I tried to kick out a window might really have thought that my subsequent nonchalant assertion that he'd only had to ask and I did that sort of thing all the time was "consent" ...

The sexual victimization women and girls experience comes in all colours of the spectrum and leaves very few of us untouched, and to try to minimize the incidence ... I don't know, why?