On American Nightmare

 


People yap about reporting to the police but we are all here last week when a girl was raped in Nigeria police station. That force is hardly reliable in protecting women. Same thing abroad.

This woman in this documentary has been assaulted and raped 3 different stages of her life. First time - she was 12. She was scared and ashamed and didn't report it. The second time, she was 19. And when she went to report to the police, the officer talked her out. Cos she was at a party at the time. The third time, she was 30. She was literally kidnapped from her house, and raped two times.

And even after the third time, the police and the media said she was faking it. They said she elaborated this scheme so she can rehash her rape experience. Like how do men do this thing? Yeah, I'm calling men cos all the cops that interacted with her during her deposition were men.

And you know who finally vindicated her? Another women cop in a different state altogether who was solving a case regarding the same man. And his two other victims who reported were also not believed? Why, cos the man doesn't forcefully push through while raping them. He forces them to drink sedative, and then has his way with them . Hell, one lady even said when she reported it to the police, they asked her if she was sure she wasn't dreaming. I was just infuriated while watching this documentary because what the hell.

And the sheer audacity of men. Cos when the police were calling her a liar, the rapist guy actually sent evidence to police and told them that he actually did the kidnapping and rape. That they should stop calling her a liar

And guess what the police did? No further investigation. They just wanted to brand her a liar. My happiness is that she and her boyfriend sued the department and settled for $2.5 million dollars. Like really good for them

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