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Look, we've all boned while drunk. Generally we stick around afterwards and have a conversation about it.
But if suddenly a half a dozen women all show up and say they don't really remember having consensual sex with you and they feel really, really shitty about it... you (and law enforcement) don't just get to walk away shrugging.
It's not just one of those things everyone experiences like losing their keys. You're a rapist. You're a rapist after the first one you drugged. Let alone the third or fourth.
That being said, this dude must have some serious game and a network of friends that "vouch for him" despite alienating score of women over the years.
But -- obviously I'm changing the subject, but I don't mean to seem glib -- it's got me thinking about another graffiti from back then (early aughts) that I always wanted to know the story behind: a spray-painted house with flames rising from its roof and windows, and a river of water flowing out its front door. Often accompanied by the words "Our Sin." This was around the time that a lot of empty commercial buildings burned down at night in downtown Olympia. Anyone know any more?
I feel all over the world there's a Civil War happening: People -- to widely varying degrees -- being uncivil to other people.
And as for the wage gap, it is not just Obama who believes it is true, it is also republicans, liberals, and the women it is happening to
It's important to know that for organizations such as SafePlace, contact with clients is strictly confidential. A journalist can't just call and get a confirmation, nor can anyone else.
To confirm that a particular individual used its resources, such organizations would have to have a signed Release of Information from the client, specifying what information they could provide and to whom.
Alternatively, a client can request a Verification of Services, which they could then show to anyone they choose. But that's entirely up to the client. Organizations such as SafePlace will not confirm contact with anyone without that person's permission.
Rape survivors need to know that the law protects their confidentiality. A list of Washington state accredited programs, which must by state law be confidential, can be found here:
http://www.wcsap.org/find-help