In January this year (yes, that’s like a century ago, but bear with me), over 160 women, teens and girls came forward to confront Larry Nassar, who for DECADES had abused them, while being shielded by the organization that should have protected all those young girls from becoming teens and adult women marked by sexual abuse.
One of those speaking was Kyle Stephens, who said (in part):
Terry Crews knows from personal experience why sometimes victims of sexual assault and harassment need years, if not decades, before they can speak out–when they can.
To add to the incredible fuckery, we must also consider the racial component. Had this white man assaulted another white man, he would have at the very least gotten a fist to the face. But a black man can’t defend himself in the same way.
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