Rape

A half-baked, possibly quarter-baked, idea about crowdsourcing accountability for rapists.

Some thoughts on rape shield laws, hearsay, and why confronting one’s rapist in court shouldn’t be the price of justice.

A man’s inarticulate defense of rape led me to a more honest reckoning with the frustration of sex scarcity — one that justifies nothing, but that nearly every straight man has felt.

We men are like a kid running with scissors: irresponsible and dangerous.

A friend’s rape fantasy leads me to reckon with why hard fucking is, for me, a quick path to a lost erection.

When I wrote this discussion of a GQ profile of Deen, we didn’t know him to be a rapist. Or at least, a poor handler of a rape accusation.