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Casey Anthony deserved her verdict of ‘not guilty’

Unlike many others, I’m not distraught over the Casey Anthony verdict. I’m sick of how the media sensationalizes stories about “bad” mothers, and on the off chance that the defense’s story was true, I’m glad she’s not facing the death penalty based on the world’s gut feeling about a case with very little evidence beyond hair fibers and an unknown cause of death. This country has sent enough innocent people to death row based on evidence that SEEMED obvious but didn’t tell the whole story.

What I find most absurd about public reaction to this case is the constant comparisons to the O.J. Simpson trial. Their similarities begin and end with the fact that both Simpson and Anthony were acquitted of first-degree murder. Anthony is not Simpson in white, female face—in face, those characteristics alone change everything about this case. The O.J. trial was complicated by his celebrity status, a racist cop, and irrelevant evidence, while Casey’s case was instead underscored by the kind of misogynist slut-shaming that is common in cases involving women (rape cases in particular). The prosecution couldn’t prove that Caylee was murdered—and instead, Casey’s abilities as a mother, her lifestyle, her clothing, and her sexuality were on trial. While there was more than enough evidence, in my opinion, to prove foul play in Caylee’s death, there is no objective proof that she was murdered or how she was murdered, or that Casey played a part in it aside from her subsequent cover-up—which is certainly deplorable, but still not proof of murder.

All in all, I’m glad she was convicted of lying, especially given the implications of her lies, but I’m also glad she was not convicted of first-degree murder. Beyond that, all I can say is that I don’t know for sure whether or not she’s guilty—and although I’m inclined to believe she is, I don’t know this for a fact. There’s nothing more that can be said of her case when we don’t know. On another note, everything about her screams abuse victim and major personality disorder to me, and for that, I sincerely hope she seeks help. While I understand that her obvious lies anger people, I’m bothered by how quick people are to discard the defense’s allegations of childhood molestation simply because they do not like her. That’s all I’ll say about that, because it truly sickens me when people minimize that kind of trauma in such a heartless manner. 

I’m not writing this in support of Casey Anthony, nor am I trying to argue that she was, in fact, a “good” mother. I’m more concerned with the larger implications of this case for the countless innocent victims who have been convicted based on shoddy evidence and for any woman who has ever had her sex life put on trial. As for the public’s reaction to the jurors involved with this case, I’m going to end with a quote from a Facebook friend who very insightfully and succinctly summed up her thoughts in this post: “I have no opinion about the Casey Anthony jurors. I wasn’t one of them.”

(Reblogged from fuckyeahimfabulous)

This is why the racist misogyny coming from the right—and disguised in a package of completely inauthentic concern for black women—is completely unacceptable. 

(Reblogged from entre-deux-femmes)
Nobody told me I had a clitoris. Nobody told me I was capable of having orgasms. For five years I was given “sex education”. It mostly consisted of periods and condoms. It didn’t talk about consent. It didn’t talk about the actual mechanics of sex, about arousal and lubrication and oscillation. It didn’t tell me a single thing about relationships and it didn’t tell me I had a clitoris. I only know now because of the internet. Nobody entrusted with my care and education has ever told me that the female orgasm exists, or about the parts of my anatomy necessary for it. I didn’t find my clitoris until I was eighteen, after six years of active sexuality. That makes me angry.
(Reblogged from anarchofeminist)

Veiling perspectives: Islamophobia vs. misogyny

I will never forget a visit I made to Ilana, an old friend who had become an Orthodox Jew in Jerusalem. When I saw her again, she had abandoned her jeans and T-shirts for long skirts and a head scarf. I could not get over it. Ilana has waist-length, wild and curly golden-blonde hair. “Can’t I even see your hair?” I asked, trying to find my old friend in there. “No,” she demurred quietly. “Only my husband,” she said with a calm sexual confidence, “ever gets to see my hair.”

When she showed me her little house in a settlement on a hill, and I saw the bedroom, draped in Middle Eastern embroideries, that she shares only with her husband—the kids are not allowed—the sexual intensity in the air was archaic, overwhelming. It was private. It was a feeling of erotic intensity deeper than any I have ever picked up between secular couples in the liberated West. And I thought: Our husbands see naked women all day—in Times Square if not on the Net. Her husband never even sees another woman’s hair.

She must feel, I thought, so hot.

From The Porn Myth

Why is it that any time someone wants to offer a “new” and “progressive” take on clothing customs—particularly the idea of veiling—it all relates back to sex? Instead of arguing that the veil is oppressive to women, we’re supposed to buy the idea that it’s liberating because it allows women to feel sexy? I say both camps of thought are a load of crap. Whether a woman veils or not she is doing so in order to please men or to be sexy. Whether a woman veils or not she is being sexually oppressed. Whether a woman veils or not it has nothing to do with her own beliefs, but instead with how the men in her culture might react to it. Here’s a ~radical~ idea: maybe we should learn to see women as people who are perfectly capable of making decisions regarding their dress without first considering whether the menz will approve.

A related post, from Facebook:

A non-Muslim guy asked a Muslim: Why do your girls cover up their body and hair? The Muslim guy smiled and took two sweets, he opened the first one and kept the other one closed. He threw them both on the dusty floor and asked the non-Muslim: If I asked you to take one of the sweets, which one you would choose? The non-Muslim replied: The covered one. Then the Muslim said that’s how we treat and see our women…

I recently saw this pop up in my news feed when a FB friend (see the kickass blog she writes for here) sparked an interesting discussion about the trend on her wall. As she pointed out, both of these popular takes on veiling are problematic in that one is rooted in the Islamophobic idea that all Muslim women are oppressed, while the other is an example of misogyny within the Muslim community. Those same ideas are at work in the article posted above, though it’s about a Jewish woman rather than a Muslim woman. Somehow the author seems to privilege these beliefs over the Western norm, arguing that porn has ruined men’s appreciation of the “real thing”—but I won’t even get into just how fucked up that point is. I’ll just leave it at this: she’s completely ignoring an entire culture of sexism toward women and hatred of our bodies that extends beyond porn and the way women in our society choose to dress. Also, I don’t know who the hell she interviewed, but some of us watch porn and have sex and make out with women because we enjoy it, not because we want to be “cool girls.”

Rape culture is telling girls and women to be careful about what you wear, how you wear it, how you carry yourself, where you walk, when you walk there, with whom you walk, whom you trust, what you do, where you do it, with whom you do it, what you drink, how much you drink, whether you make eye contact, if you’re alone, if you’re with a stranger, if you’re in a group, if you’re in a group of strangers, if it’s dark, if the area is unfamiliar, if you’re carrying something, how you carry it, what kind of shoes you’re wearing in case you have to run, what kind of purse you carry, what jewelry you wear, what time it is, what street it is, what environment it is, how many people you sleep with, what kind of people you sleep with, who your friends are, to whom you give your number, who’s around when the delivery guy comes, to get an apartment where you can see who’s at the door before they can see you, to check before you open the door to the delivery guy, to own a dog or a dog-sound-making machine, to get a roommate, to take self-defense, to always be alert always pay attention always watch your back always be aware of your surroundings and never let your guard down for a moment lest you be sexually assaulted and if you are and didn’t follow all the rules it’s your fault.
This is a damn good read. (via nikkiwiley)

(Source: asoftrevolt)

(Reblogged from jumbleofnotes)
I make the following pledge as an activist, and as an American that believes fully in the rule of law. Should I be called to sit on a jury for a rape trial, I vow publicly to vote not guilty, even in the face of overwhelming evidence that the charges are true.

Jury Duty at a Rape Trial? Acquit! « A Voice for Men

WTFWTFWTFWTF?!! Really, what else is there to say? I can wax rhetorical as much as anyone else but do I have to?!

He has this to add: “Better a rapist would walk the streets than a system that merely mocks justice enslave another innocent man. And better a system that cannot be trusted as it is, be corrected from within by a single honest citizen in the name of real justice”. Words fail me.

(via redlightpolitics)

This is very trying. In other words, even if you witness a rape taking place with your own eyes, don’t put a man in prison for it. Because fighting against an allegedly ineffective system is more important than what happens to women. 

(via moreapologies)

The only reason rape cases are “corrupt” in this country is because female victims are expected to defend their own actions and put their sex lives on trial in order to appeal for sympathy, and if she’s not some kind of virginal white princess, she was “asking for it.”

(Reblogged from moreapologies)