I have gone for jogs at night on my own, where I like. I walk at night, on my own, where I like. I have kayaked at night, alone. I have swum at night in the ocean, alone. I have done these things since I was a teenager. One night as a very young woman when we lived in Clendon, South Auckland, I was going for a run from our house. A police car pulled up beside me and cautioned me that it was night time and I should not be out alone ‘in this place’ and offered to take me home. I told them ‘it’s okay my house is just here’ and ran up the driveway. I waited until the police car had driven off before I left that driveway that of course was not mine. I wanted to complete the rest of my run.
I am a rape victim waiting to happen according to Bob Jones.
Well we know that is bullshit. Let us get the painfully obvious out of the way.
Men. You should not rape.
Women. Just be.
And lots more intelligent stuff about how rape also happens in the home, how rape culture is perpetuated every day in too many ways including that it is the fault of women, how it goes mostly unreported and how for our communities to be strong and healthy we ALL need to take this issue seriously.
Okay. So with that out of the way – New Zealand Herald you piece of shite! Do any of you have mothers? Because you just threw her under the bus by paying any attention to the dithery, foolish, revolting opinions of a sexist out of touch old man.
Surely you understood when you read Jones’ piece that he was drunk off his arse laughing at us all when he wrote this? Or did you have a fantasy dream that you had turned into The Civilian and are now in the business of taking the piss?
I know I know. Your readership flew through the roof with the outrage. I am that naïve that I cannot comprehend how you sleep at night if this is your sensationalist goal: to publish a despicable, ill-informed, unbalanced piece of nonsense writing that further perpetuates rape culture! Well I wasn’t one of those upping the statistics. I have not posted your link anywhere. I have instead read this re-write from Nat Dudley that leaves the original article intact but runs a bus through it at the same time. This saves us all from going anywhere near the despicable Herald piece itself.
Let me now put this blog into some context. I am sitting in my lounge trying to write this and I cannot see my floor for the chaotic mess. We are in school holidays and I have my three young children plus niece and nephew here – that’s five kids hanging off me while I try and engage in some sort of coherent debate on the issues. One of those kids is currently goobying my ear with kisses. Two of them are having a punch-up outside. Two want to be fed. Damn it kids! Can you not see I am trying to have a feckin opinion in an adult world here!
My voice will not be given privilege on this issue like the voice of dithery uncle Bob. I need all of YOU to help do that please. I am an under 40 year old Māori mother of six children who is not in paid employment and I have limited means. Dithery Bob – is not. Someone do a count up of how many times the piece of shite New Zealand Herald has given platform to the likes of me please. And then do a count up of how many times we have been subjected to ill-informed and harmful rants of rich old conservative white men.
Yep, I totally just said that.
So surrounded by these beautiful children that I am blessed with, in my house that I am thankful for, and wrapped up in a gift of a life that makes me spiritually wealthy – I squeeze out a space to have to respond to the travesty that is our mainstream media. Is it any wonder, that the voices that are too often missing are the ones that we most need to hear if we want our beautiful Aotearoa to stand up and be proud of who we are?
This is all complete head and heart writing today. I have no time to research any statistics. I have no time to go back and properly read Catriona MacLennan’s piece that Jones responded to. I have no time to canvass the media in any depth for what else has been written since the dithery uncle foolishly opened up his trap. But it does not matter because I can fart out more sense than Bob Jones. Privilege folks, privilege. I am asking us collectively to think about who are the voices that are privileged, and who are the idiots that amplify them. Help those other lesser heard voices please and trample on the privilege. This is the message that I am neglecting my children for today.
The New Zealand Herald is a waste of you, Aotearoa. Do not read them, read me instead.
Okay, coming kids……….