I ran across a seriously messed up paper that someone posted on a forum this morning, and it just goes to prove what I’ve always said about feminism: It’s a cancer that will never stop infecting, or affecting people’s lives. You can’t reason with it, it aims to make victims out of every woman’s plight, and above all it hates men and our influence on society. Now before we get into this paper, which you can read here, I want you to understand what I’m about to do so you won’t overestimate this article.
I’m going to dissect carefully each key part of her essay, and explain to you why she’s wrong for putting a parallel against this student for being a male. I will also point out exactly what she should have done to remain professional, and give this student the grade he deserved without putting her own personal feelings into the situation. The interesting part of her essay after cutting out all the crap that doesn’t matter began like this:
“Why don’t we talk about when men experience rape? How can we make space for that dialogue without pushing aside women’s experiences with rape and systemic inequality?”
This was what the student began the paper with, and was asking of the situation itself. Innocent by design, the question actually bears a very valid point: Can we for a moment pretend that men would actually share their experience about a female rapist? The answer is no.
Men don’t view rape the same way women do. To a man, a woman raping him is impossible because it’s just considered kinky sex. Any case presented saying otherwise would be dismissed with laughter, derision, and condescension. Male police officers wouldn’t take the claims seriously, and some men know this due to experience.
So what makes the difference when it comes to rape? Male or female? There isn’t one. Both are equal, yet they are treated drastically different due to societal views.
Moving things right along, she states:
As I went over his paper, I realized that I was reading a paper that sounded word for word like something the man who raped me would say. And not only did this sound like something my rapist would say, this student fit the same demographic profile as him: white, college male, between the ages of 18 and 22.
Now this is where we begin to see the bias of her feminist views taking the place of her objective ones as a educator. She aligns her attacker and experience with his gender, race, and age. She places herself on the field as an opponent to his point and decides right here, that he’s not going to get a fair shot at a grade. She identifies the student as her rapist, and won’t let him become who he was before, just a college kid trying to get a fair shake.
I got up from my desk and went for a walk. I could not concentrate. I had plans to read a book later that afternoon, which were shattered by being thrown back into a pit of traumatic, fragmented memories by this student’s paper. I was furious at the fact that, as an instructor, I was expected to take his paper seriously, and scared of what he might do if he did not like his grade. Although I knew it was unlikely that this student would literally try to rape me, his words felt so familiar that I began having trouble distinguishing him from the man that did. Their words were so frighteningly similar that the rational-instructor side of my brain could not overpower the trauma-survivor side.
So…she’s afraid that the student could possibly rape her if he doesn’t like his grade? That sounds like defamation of character. She assimilates him yet again with her attacker, and this time claims that they’re the same person by forcing herself to relive the horror of her tragic encounter with the rapist. At this point, not only is the student not going to get a fair grade, he’s most likely to never pass her course at all.
None of my training or experience prepared me for something like this, not even advice from the few feminist scholars I have had the pleasure of knowing. I was in a position where I had to take this student’s words seriously, evaluate their merit and provide a percentile score based on how well I thought they fit the parameters of the assignment.
“Zero! You get a fucking zero!” I literally screamed at my computer screen. I decided that I was not ready to return to grading papers yet, so I got up and went for another walk.
Case in point. She doesn’t want to do her job as a female educator, and has decided he will no proceed any further with her decision making on his grade. Apparently it’s so overwhelming, she has to take a few walks to breathe and clear her mind. Just overbearing unnecessary drama from a feminist teacher.
I felt irritated that in two pages of (poorly written) ranting, this student was able to undercut whatever authority I thought I had as an instructor. Authority that, especially as a woman instructor, I worked hard to establish and maintain. I imagined him sitting on the other side of his computer screen laughing at my pain, joking about my distress. I imagined him being friends with my rapist (though the man who raped me is now significantly older than this student, he is frozen in the 18-22 age bracket in my mind). How, I wondered, could I possibly evaluate this student’s work in an “unbiased” fashion? Such a request would involve me living an entirely different life than the one that I have had.
I returned to my computer late that night. I pulled up his paper, took a deep breath and began to read it again. No one ever advised me how to grade a paper that sounds like something my rapist would say, so I suppose I will have to train myself. After all, I am certain that I am not the only instructor to have to navigate this dynamic, and I am sure this will not be the last time that I have to navigate it.
She claims that he made her feel(with his writing), that she has no authority as a female instructor that she worked hard to establish and maintain. A female instructor, who is now being victimized by a paper written by her student, that she instructed him to write. She’s placed him in her mind as her attacker, and imagines him laughing at her pain and distress. She’s already decided in her mind he is her rapist, or at least friends with him. That they’re both ridiculing her as a professional woman, and a victim of rape.
She even goes so far to say, grading this student’s work would involve her living an entirely different life than the one that she has lived so far. Basically it wouldn’t be fair to women if she gave him a passing grade on his assignment, that she assigned him to do. She has to give him a failing grade to make it fair to women worldwide. It’s her job as a feminist to make sure men don’t succeed past women, especially on course work they’ve created that has no real value in society.
But these are just my thoughts what are yours? If you have any share them in the comments or online. Let’s talk and compare.