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caution:
some readers may find sections triggering
Early
1970s, a womyn is forced by her husband to take off all of her clothes
and go into a room where a pack of men are waiting for her. Over several
hours, they repeatedly rape her vaginally and anally. These men film
her being raped, they film themselves raping her and they film each
other raping her. She is in enormous pain, but she smiles for the camera
because she doesn't want to die. A few months later, the husband and
two different men force the womyn at gunpoint to endure rape by a dog.
Then the husband sells the filmed records of this womyn being raped
and used so that men all around the world can rape her and use her for
the rest of her life and well beyond it. A year later, after many more
rapes and many more beatings, the husband and more men orally rape the
womyn. Again, they film her being raped and they sell it. This time,
it becomes the best selling porn film in his-story called Deep Throat.
The husband is pimp/pornprick Chuck Traynor, who then sells this womyn
to Playboy magnate Hugh Hefner. They both force her to have sex with
another dog. Sammy Davis Jr. also turns out 'to be an especially big
fan' of her filmed rapes (2). Now, all of this should tell you something
about what pornography really means and what the sex industry really
does. The skeleton of this story is common, not unique. Men call this
heart-breaking abuse 'sex' because it is men emptying their dicks into
a womyn. Men call this heart-breaking abuse 'pornography' because it
is a man selling a womyn being raped by men, to an industry owned by
men, for an audience of wanking men, at a profit to men. Finally, men
call this heart-breaking abuse 'freedom of speech', because the wimmin
used in all pornography, rape and prostitution are a freedom which men
use to empty their speech into. Her throat is men's freedom and they
wank into it, her vagina is men's freedom and they wank into it, her
anus is men's freedom and they wank into it. And when their wank becomes
her speech, then they tell her that she is truly free. But when she
vomits out men's wank and refuses to be imprisoned by the freedom of
the male sex right to use wimmin in prostitution and pornography, then
her name is Linda Marchiano and she is a womyn who fights against the
sex industry in Amerika today (3). Larry Flynt's wife overdosed, but his daughter Sonia survived and made a public announcement saying "Freedom of speech wasn't used when he was violating me. He just told me this is what little girls do with their fathers." Flynt the child molester and womyn-abuser was the hero of a film a couple of decades later, (once men's freedom of speech had really set in), called The People vs. Larry Flynt. In celebration of molesting his daughter, Larry Flynt started a porn magazine called Barely Legal which shows very young wimmin dressed like very young girls, who have their hair pulled up into pigtails and are told to put on schoolgirl outfits and are told to shave their pubic hair and bend over for the camera so that men can pretend they are raping girls still in school. If Barely Legal is a celebration of his daughter's rape, then Flynt's other magazine Hustler must be where the mothers are sent to be raped. But don't worry, Queer has a solution. In England, gay male magazine gay times implies that lowering the age of consent to 10 would be reasonable because this is the age set for criminal responsibility (4). Interesting that paedophiles, pornographers, pimps and pricks never seem to have an age of criminal responsibility, isn't it? So wimmin are forced to live out the sentence for men's criminality deep in our bodies, where our bodies remember. The real result of lowering the age of consent is that the law has to question whether prepubescent girls in school uniforms actually want to be raped or not. Or perhaps in all of their 'youth liberation' talk which literally translates as 'paedophile slaughterhouse' in feminist language, these Queer men and their child molesting friends have forgotten that wimmin and girls exist. Perhaps they don't know that one in three of us are raped by a man before the age of 18 (5). Perhaps in all of heterosexual and Queer men's talk about wimmin's freedom in the sex industry, they've forgotten that we know how pornography is used by men when they rape because we've been under those men when they rape. Maybe they think we won't notice that 1 out of 8 Hollywood films has a rape motif and that this is meant to teach men how valueless wimmin's freedom is and what our speech looks like (6). The next time you decide to wave your hands around in the name of freedom of speech, boys, why don't you have the man next to you ram his fist down your throat until you're choking, so that you can know what your freedom of speech feels like in wimmin's bodies. Why don't YOU have a go at Deep Throat[ing] the male sex right 24 hours a day every day. Feeling free yet? The religion of the X-Y generation is that any damage done to wimmin will be celebrated as sexual freedom if some bloke somewhere decides to call it sex, or fun. Wimmin who say it isn't at all fun to be used in pornography and prostitution are called anti-sex, puritanical and repressive. Then we are told to shut the fuck up. Sometimes pimps use the names of feminists who fight against porn in their pornography and rape them, like they did to Andrea Dworkin. Sometimes pimps film themselves gang-raping wimmin in rape camps during war and sell those rapes as pornography on a global market. This is what Serbian soldiers did to Bosnian wimmin (7). And what do men of the allegedly peaceful, civilised, first-world countries do while this mass gynocide is going on? No, they don't do nothing. They wait with money in hand for the pornography of these rapes to fill the gap between wimmin's destroyed freedom and men's freedom of speech. They use everyday rape and pillage to bolster the belief that prostitution is 'the oldest profession'. Forgive me not for pointing out the literally bleeding obvious here, but prostitution is sustained by misogyny which means that prostitution is only as old as patriarchy. In the fashion of Serbian rape camps, Amerikan man Dan Sandler went to Cambodia to make money out of some of the world's most vulnerable wimmin by selling them as 'Asian sex slaves' live online. His site, called Rape Camp, provided men paying US dollars with a tour of the local prostitution industry. And then it gave them the opportunity to 'relay requests for torture that would be fulfilled within seconds' on the bodies of wimmin sold into that prostitution industry (8). And what did men of the allegedly peaceful, civilised, first-world countries do while this mass gynocide is going on? No, they didn't do nothing. They got their credit cards out and they got online and they typed specific instructions for how they wanted those wimmin raped into their computers. In Cambodia, the wimmin were being prostituted and raped; but to men online, the wimmin were just pornography. Men like pornography and prostitution because their putrid orgasms prove that no matter what differences exist between their class, culture, race, age, sexuality, or physical ability, they still have one thing in common; the power of the male sex right to destroy. This is how the international Brotherhood bonds in 2001. Pornography is free market rape. Interactive online rape is the latest boon to pornographers. Interactive online normalisation of pornography is the latest boon to rapists. Telling wimmin that pornography and prostitution and Brotherhood is where we get to be sexually free; THIS is censorship in practice. Many wimmin see our rapes made into pornography and we suffer pornography being our rapes, but we don't shut the fuck up-we get angry instead. We get angry for ourselves and we get angry for the wimmin who are too terrified today to act against misogyny. This is the radical feminist response to censorship in practice. You do for other wimmin what you would like other wimmin to do for you the next time terror comes to stake his claim on your body. This means you don't make acquaintances, friends, lovers, or nice conversation with people of either sex who support sexual violence, whether it's sadomasochism, pornography, prostitution, paedophilia, or rape. And you don't make excuses for why you love wimmin enough to take a stand against ALL forms of sexual violence. This stand is where real feminist courage begins. To seek social ease more than you seek an end to sexual violence is not feminist; it is cowardice. When wimmin stop explaining why we're so damn angry about sadosociety, then we will begin to get to a freedom that means freedom for more than 47% of one species on the face of this earth. Radical Elemental Feminist Mary Daly writes in her brilliant book Quintessence that in sadosociety today: 'A terrible war is being raged against women and all of nature…For this death battle the patriarchs are bringing out their big guns - their media, their religions, their technologies, their education, et cetera…strategies currently being employed by the sadosociety to annihilate all Elemental Reality…It is impossible for Radical Elemental Feminists to go "too far" in our fight for our lives, for all Life' (9). Our pleas for freedom must be more than simply a list of demands. When a denial of our liberty is delivered, as it is daily, our demands must become swift actions to prevent our destruction. If you want pacifism, I hear outer space is not yet fully conquered by men. For the earth and ourselves- for this generation of feminists- pacifism is an unfulfilled memory; it is a luxury only to be considered when the real Destroyers among us have been made impotent (10). Until that time, wimmin's pacifism bears a price tag that the sex industry can afford to pay, but wimmin cannot. The price tag is our birth, life and death under the construction of Mankind. Working against the sex industry isn't just about hurting men's words, it's about hurting men's freedom to ram themselves in, on and all over wimmin. Wimmin who are alive, wimmin who are dead, wimmin who are used as sex, sexuality, class, race, nation, age and disability in porn, prostitution and rape. Wimmin who are you and me. In the words of Therese Stanton, a womyn who survived being abused in pornography and who now fights against it, 'if my existence is proved real, I am coming to take what is mine' (11). And we're just starting to see that we ARE real; we're on our way to take what is ours from those pornographers, pimps, rapists and pricks. And those men better understand that we're not going to talk about it and we're not going to compromise and we're not in a pacifist state of mind. Do it with a law, do it with a pen, do it with a gun, do it with spraypaint, or a brick, or a knife. Better still, do it with a molotov cocktail once the prostitutes have left the brothel and the pimp is all alone counting his money. Get those pricks anyway you can because they're just begging for it. 'No, really Judge, when I threw the bomb into the brothel I was dressed in spike heels, fishnets and a whip. He was saying "please Mistress, I deserve to burn in hell" and since he was already profiting from our living hell, I just threw in the match. It was s/m, it was consensual and oh, was it fun… Sorry Judge, I wasn't being totally honest there. My lawyer advised me that the male jurors would be more sympathetic if I dressed myself up as the porn version of an empowered womyn. He said that if I could pull a hard on, I could pull a not guilty. I was really wearing steel caps and jeans and the pimp/john/man was really saying "Yo, ho! Yo, you bitch, dyke, faggot. You want some dick? You want something that'll make you a real woman. You some kind o' freak o somethin'?" And Judge, I had to admit that for the first time I did want dick, but only if it was chargrilled. So, I threw in the bomb and danced on his corpse singing Molotov Cocktail Party-that track the Swedish dykes do. Yes, it was still consensual and oh, so much fun.' X without the Y chromosome looks like a womyn's spirit dancing all over a pimp's chargrilled corpse. XX without the Y chromosome looks like a womyn getting back her real freedom by dancing all over a pimp's chargrilled corpse. And XX-XX without Y looks like one fucking amazing Molotov Cocktail Party.
Malicef
is a radicalesbian feminist living in Australia.
(1) Craft, Nikki www.nostatusquo.com (2) Heindry, John (1997) What Wild Ecstasy *nb. Heindry is a pornographer (3) Marchiano, Linda (1980) Ordeal (4) Smith, David Gay Times June 1996 (5) Scholder, Amy (ed) (1993) Critical Condition: women on the edge of violence (6) ibid (7) Dworkin, Andrea (1997) Life and Death (8) Hughes, Donna www.uri.edu/artsci/wms/hughes/rapecamp.htm (9) Daly, Mary (2000) Quintessence (p.11) (10) ibid (11) Dworkin, Andrea (1997) Life and Death
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