Play highlights consent and sexual assault
It was an early morning in San Francisco when a man raped Matthew Bratko.
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It was an early morning in San Francisco when a man raped Matthew Bratko.
Editors note: This is part four of an ongoing series on sexual assault survivors. See Friday’s paper for a look into the recovery process of survivors.
These past few weeks have seen an almost unprecedented movement in state governments across the country attacking LGBTQ+ rights in one way or another. The failed Georgia and successfully passed North Carolina and Mississippi religious liberty bills have caused widespread debate and condemnation across the country. It isn’t new; the respective “bathroom” and “wedding cake” wars have been playing out in state and local governments for the past couple years and have been evermore present since the Supreme Court’s marriage equality decision last summer.
Editor's note: This is part of an ongoing series on sexual assault survivors. See Thursday’s paper for an overview of the legal options and processes that survivors experience.
An FDLE-issued rape kit. This semester, the Women’s Clinic has completed two.
Editor’s note: This is part one of an ongoing series on sexual assault survivors. See Tuesday’s paper for more profiles on survivors.
We live in a world full of myths. Never mind the tales of Japanese-animated Italian-American plumbers loading up on mushrooms and picking fights with fire-breathing dinosaurs, nor the tales of an undocumented bunny who can’t keep track of his eggs. (And why do we insist on sending our children to pick up after his mess?) No, what we wish to discuss is the collection of falsehoods so many of us commonly accept as “probably true.”
UF students will march tonight to show sexual violence won’t be tolerated.
Many want to write off Donald Trump as an aberration, a joke — what America isn’t. But I think The Donald’s success thus far within our "free market" and absurd election process,is a testimony to America’s values: deep-seated racism and misogyny. His popular support and misplaced recognition by erstwhile serious media outlets also evidences there are, indeed, many Americans who are little Donalds themselves.
This is a shout-out to the ladies out there, to all of the unexpectedly adorned mothers and regretful soon-to-be baby daddies: We apologize. We apologize on behalf of our state legislature and Gov. Rick Scott, who signed the wide-sweeping anti-abortion bill into law Friday. Now our Sunshine State is on the path to joining other states, such as Texas and Mississippi, with oppressive anti-abortion legislation in circulation or already in place.
Yes, I am alive. Despite my hilariously controversial column last week, I emerged from the backlash unscathed. I don’t take the criticism personally — I find it hard to take offense from peasants. Despite this, the folks who responded negatively were aggressive. I don’t feel comfortable walking through campus anymore; I’m afraid I’ll be assaulted by a radical follower of the #StopMichael movement. So, I’ve shaved my beard and placed a paper bag over my head to hide from potential assassins.
In honor of April being Sexual Assault Awareness Month, the Alachua County Victim Services and Rape Crisis Center is hosting its “Survivors of Violence” art exhibit Friday.
Gainesville’s community theater brought home the big awards this past weekend.
I’m in a state of emotional distress. Let’s see how this goes.
"There is no sexual relation.”
Getting back into the swing of things after a week off is usually extremely difficult. It’s hard to wake up for those 7:25 a.m. classes, pull all-nighters and eat Top Ramen after a week of sleeping in until noon, lounging by the pool or beach and eating home-cooked meals — that is, if you went home.
I was going to take time in this column to wow my potential reader with the concept of the “Library Bar”: a holy sanctuary of alcoholic beverages and dog-eared, good-smelling books, which would have been gloriously fun to write about.
"This perfect recycling tended to present itself, in the narcosis of the event, as a model for the rest: like American political life itself, and like the printed and transmitted images on which that life depended, this was a world with no half-life.” —Joan Didion, “Political Fictions”
Josh Venkataraman met Carol Greenlee, the daughter of one of the men he hopes to exonerate for a decades-old sexual assault case, on Thursday.
The Alachua County Victim Services and Rape Crisis Center recently invited survivors of interpersonal violence to submit artwork by March 4.