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Tuesday, October 31, 2006

I'm in Love with Mayor Cory Booker...

...if not for Cory Booker having been a Rhodes Scholar, nor for his having garnered degrees from Stanford, Oxford and Yale Law School...

...if not for shirking the fabulous penthouse life Cory Booker could be living right now (with a high-blinging corporate job) to instead run for mayor of Newark, New Jersey— losing his first attempt then sticking with to win the next election...

...if not for Cory Booker putting up with NO HOT WATER for the past eight years along with other elderly residents living in the Brick Towers Housing Project in a rough section of Newark...

...but if only for these lines that Cory Booker spoke on Oprah yesterday when describing how he took a 15- and 16-year-old who both threatened his life under his wing, telling them:

"The first thing I said is, 'You've got to dress properly. You've got to cut your hair… People judge you on how you present yourself,'" Cory Booker said.

(I know he might catch hell for that "nappy hair" comment, but he's right! All of corporate America is just not ready for the locks...unless you work somewhere really free and creative.)

"'And you have to speak proper English. I can't deal with the double negatives and the slang. You have to speak the English of Frederick Douglas, W.E.B. DuBois [and] Booker T. Washington.'"

When Cory and Oprah lamented over the crap some other black people give them for speaking proper English and not being "black" enough, I was "Amen-ing" right along with my TiVo. I've been called my share of "white girl" supposed insults for knowing how to conjugate a verb or two.

"Stand back and let me show you what black people can do," Cory promised.

My God!
Where has Cory Booker been all our lives? Cory Booker for president! Wait a minute...is he pro-life?


Monday, October 30, 2006


So sad. I really thought REESE WITHERSPOON and RYAN PHILLIPPE were going to make it.

I thought REESE WITHERSPOON and RYAN PHILLIPPE were an anti-Hollywood kind of couple. Now today comes news from TMZ that they are splitting up after seven years of marriage.

She's so real and down to earth. He's so…so…I don't know…not as famous as Reese? I wonder if that had anything to do with the impending divorce.

Ryan gave Joaquin Phoenix such guff when Joaquin mounted the stage to accept his Golden Globe for the EXCELLENT movie Walk the Line, which Reese also won a Golden Globe for.

Ryan Phillippe yelled out to Joaquin (maybe he was just drunk and happy) in such a way that it made me surmise that Ryan wanted attention. Maybe to steal back some of the spotlight that both he and Reese shared when I first saw them together in Cruel Intentions.

"Ryan Phillipe better hold on to Reese as much as he can ..." Pink is the New Blog eerily predicted earlier this year, posting, "I'm sure he doesn't want to end up like poor Chad Lowe."

"I heard Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Phillipe are having some sort of marital problem," Glitterati Gossip said in March, adding, "and she's hoping to have another baby to 'fix' things. Believers?"

I'm a believer. But I'm still hoping they can work it out. Because they have two kids. And I can't help but wonder. Is Owen Wilson involved? Just kidding...

Read about Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Phillipe and their impending divorce...


Kid-Tough Digital Camera

Woo! 70 Bones! (Update: Looks like you can double that price since I last blogged about this kid-tough digital camera)

Still...I must have one of these new digital cameras for kids from the geniuses at Fisher Price, who obviously know enough about rowdy and Ansel Adams would-be kids to develop a kid-tough digital camera strong enough to withstand bumps and bruises.

Fisher Price obviously also knows enough about us material-hungry parents raising pride-producing pint-sized Picassos (strike that, he was loony), miniature Georgia O'Keefes (yes, I know they were both painters -- you got the Ansel Adams reference above, right?) to know that we'll drop 70 bucks on a new toy instead of our mounting credit card debt to make for happy and prodigious munchkins.

Katie's Revenge Photo

Inmate Charged with Forcibly Tattooing the Forehead of the Man who Raped and Killed His 10-Year-Old Cousin

I've seen this Katie's Revenge photo before. Today the story made the front page of AOL.com. I weep over the evil that is in this present world.

Let that be a lesson to others like him. Probably cold comfort for Katie's family, however. I hope they can still somehow, from somewhere from deep within their grieving souls say: "Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him..." Job 13:15 Read the story here.


Sunday, October 29, 2006

Antique Gold or Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades?

Were the Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades a Fake?
Have we all been duped by Armand de Brignac's so-dubbed "Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades" that had the hip-hop community and poseurs pining away for a bottle after seeing Jay-Z's "Show Me What You Got" video?

Armand de Brignac first issued this press release. Hip-hop heads Googled away. Then HipHopGame.com busted the game.
Business Week has even buzzed about it, with Burt Helm heading down to an unassuming SoHo building to get to the bottom of the story.

I'm kind of glad that the Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades don't "really" exist, at least not how we thought it did. No wonder it's supposedly so hard to get your hands on a bottle.

Anyhoo, I was having waking "alpha state" nightmares about any unintended young alcoholics I may have created by writing this blog post called Gold Bottles of That Ace of Spades that had Luxist all abuzz.


How Do I Love Blogger Beta?

Let me count the ways:

1- I love thee for the depth and breadth of Google feed crawls that are sure to drive up my blog numbers, along with the new comments Blogger Beta has caused me to receive in the middle of the night

2 - I love thee for the Beautiful Beta blogs that have appeared in your wake

3 - I love thee for the new post labels, which have aided my SEO with Google, especially on the popular Abbie Cornish Pics piece and I love Digital Inspiration for this tip on how to label old blogger postings

4 - I love to the heights that my soul can reach whilst never having to wait and watch that 23% published, 44% published, 77% published winding thing again in my life

5 - I love thee for keeping the Edit HTML tab alive

6 - I love thee for the drop-and-drag feature that allows me to easily design my blog page, along with the pretty color chart I can now reference instead of constantly Googling for the HTML color codes:

7 - I love thee for the ease of updating my blogroll

8 - I love thee for the fast way I can post, post, post! Publish and ping, publish and ping.

9 - I love thee because the image upload by browsing for a pic file works for me now!

10 - I love thee, I love thee, I lovest thou thee!

Thanks for reading! Bookmark or blogroll me at http://www.paulamooney.blogspot.com/ and drop back in to see what I'm up to next. Blessings and love, Paula

Friday, October 27, 2006

Deliver Us From Evil Movie Trailer

On The View today I saw clips of this new documentary called Deliver Us From Evil, which opened today in New York City.

Directed by Amy Berg, the Lionsgate's documentary Deliver Us From Evil follows Oliver O'Grady, formerly Father O'Grady, a California priest who sexually abused dozens of children during the 1970s up until his arrest in 1993.

Oliver O'Grady

After serving only seven years of a 14-year sentence, "Father Ollie" now lives as a free man in Ireland. What is most striking about O'Grady is his sickeningly honest admission of being excited by young people, whom O'Grady is creepily nearby a lot in parks and such as Berg extracts his honest confessions.

What is most heartbreaking are the accounts from the former young people he abused, now adults who weep in Deliver Us From Evil. One woman said that her last memory of O'Grady was intense pain before blacking out.

What is most infuriating is that O'Grady was repeatedly protected and shifted around by the diocese hierarchy, and the documentary accuses the current pope and others as being involved in the cover up.

Cardinal Roger Mahoney, a Catholic hierarchy head, protected O'Grady before Mahoney rose to the seat archbishop of Los Angeles. Though no one from the diocese would agree to be interviewed by Berg, videotaped testimonies from recent civil suits display plenty of question dodging and lawyer interjections of refusal to answer certain queries.

Watch a sneak preview of Deliver Us From Evil

Amy Berg's gripping documentary shows the horrible truth that many church officials were more concerned with protecting their own image than the children being raped.

One scene depicts Ann Jyono and Nancy Sloan, another victim of O’Grady, being summarily dismissed by Vatican guards as they try to deliver a letter to Pope Benedict XVI -- the same former Joseph Ratzinger that, prior to becoming pope, oversaw a special committee investigating allegations against priests, but dismissed all charges.

Both times I've seen previews of Deliver Us From Evil it has made me cry, thinking of the children that could have been saved from O'Grady, an admitted and known pedophile who said himself that he shouldn't be around children. There was reportedly one baby harmed as young as 9 months old.

Most touching was a scene with Bob and Maria Jyono. Their daughter, Ann, was raped by Mr. O’Grady when she was only 5. Mr. Jyono, a Japanese-American Buddhist, converted to Catholicism when he married his wife.

After being abused by O'Grady, little Ann realized that her father would kill O'Grady, so she kept her secret to herself for many years to protect her own dad from going to jail. When she finally told her father what happened, he said his world collapsed.

The saddest part for me is that one-time believers have equated these destructive failures of men with God, as if He were the instrument driving the abuse. To them, Church equals fraud equals throw-the-baby-out-with-the-bathwater, they reason, and in doing so give up on Jesus altogether.

"There is no God," mourns abuse victim Ann Jyono's father, once a devout Catholic. "All these rules are made by man."

Tragic. My heart goes out to these people who have suffered an evil the depths of which many of us will never know. May they truly, finally, liberatingly some day be delivered from it. And I pray that this film takes all involved one step closer to God's grace, not away from it.

Watch the sad preview here and read reviews...

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Conversations with God or Talks with Satan?

Great. The misleading Conversations With God book is now a misleading movie.
(Search inside all right, inside yourself, not this book!!!)

I first read this Conversations with God back in 1996 and it spoke to everything I was looking for:

* A "god" who doesn't punish
* A "god" I didn't have to fear
* Something smarter and more intelligent than that old Christianity I'd been running from all my life.

Well, I found all these comforting platitudes in this little tome, but in 1999 when I suffered two miscarriages and my mother dropped dead suddenly, who was the Only One there to truly comfort me when no person or feel-good fluff couldn't? Jesus Christ.

Put down this book and pick up the real Good Book -- that Walsch claims isn't real -- to find the true path to enlightenment and hope.

Neale Donald Walsch does a disservice to folks by tickling their ears with teaching that does not lead to the true salvation plainly stated in John 14:6 where Jesus said, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."


We Went Insane When We Took Cocaine...

...so sang the Tom Tom Club.

Cocaine Yanked from 7-11 Shelves
Think I'll stick with Red Bull and Starbucks. They don't make my heart palpitate and explode like this Cocaine energy drink, recently ordered pulled from 7-Eleven's shevles, probably would.

Bohannon Bohannon Bohannon Bohannon

Who needs to think when your feet just go ...Bohannon Bohannon Bohannon ...

Can't you just hear the feet of preteens scurrying about to get the last cans of this stuff on the underground market like that sponge-worthy episode of Seinfeld?

Read all about Cocaine here...


There's something about marriage...

...something sacred, something covenant-like, something biblical (or at least there should be) that makes me want to keep it between a woman and a man, for now.

Yesterday, New Jersey's Supreme Court didn't go all the way as to require the state to allow same-sex marriage, but said same-sex couples can't be denied the same rights and benefits that male and female couples get. So now the state legislature has 6 months to figure out how to solve this dilemma, which includes the decision to allow civil unions. Civil unions I can deal with. Marriage, I don't know...

I waver on this topic because I don't hold a vehemence against homosexuals as I do against abortion. With gay couples, at least no one dies a horrific death. Or, at least they shouldn't. Gay bashing is deplorable. What happened to Matthew Shepherd was a true, modern-day tragedy.

Jesus was about love. God is love.

Besides, I can easily see how same sex couples would be attracted to one another. My ob/gyn tells me that when you study the brain of some gay men, it looks just like a female brain. Then there a hermaphrodites, or intersex folks as they like to be called now. They have both female and male sex organs. So how could one not understand that life is not always black and white or cut and dried in this instance?

So on this issue, I sympathize. I've seen Philadelphia numerous times. I've wept.

Christians "have gone to this well too many times, and people are not buying it," says Evan Wolfson, executive director of Freedom to Marry, a group that supports same-sex marriage, about this fight against same-sex marriage.

But Tony Perkins, president of the Family Research Council, a Washington-based advocacy group, had a different take: "I have to think there are Democratic strategists out there thinking the words of the old Japanese admiral: 'I fear all we've done is wake a sleeping giant.' "

We shall see in 180 days.


Thursday, October 26, 2006

Fall Back! Daylight savings time this weekend!

I guess it's time to set the old microwave clocks, oven clocks, clock radios in the bedroom and everything else that doesn't roam or automatically reset itself back this weekend due to daylight-savings time starting earlier than it will in years to come thanks to a law passed last year.

According to an AP report, "it's the last time this will happen in October."

Daylight-saving time will end later "beginning in 2007," says the article, "lasting from the second Sunday in March to the first Sunday in November."

It cautions drivers to be extra careful driving in the dark on Halloween to avoid children.

The official change occurs at 2 a.m. Sunday, though most folks will make the change before going to bed Saturday night.

Areas that don't observe daylight-saving time? Arizona, Hawaii, Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands, American Samoa, Guam and the Northern Marianas.

Daylight-saving time will come back like a lamb on March 11 2007.

My New Vista Print Business Cards

Vista Print Business Cards
Normally I don't click on the emails I get that are loaded with colorful photos that look like spam. But today, when I got an advertisement email from VistaPrint, for 250 free full-color business cards, I took it as a sign from God.

You see, my old business cards from Office Max are great (only 11 bucks for a row of a thousand) but they are plain black and white with the newbie type of writer quill and ink well logo.

Plus, they had my home address on them, and I felt uncomfortable handing them to just any Joe Blow that I needed to interview, even if I did meet those Joe Blows at church.

There are No Coincidences
Months ago I was clicking around Amazon looking for authors of forthcoming books to interview, and I came across Katina Z. Jones, author of several books. Amazingly, we discovered that we both live in the same town -- Akron, Ohio -- only blocks away from each other! (You gotta love that Net to bring the world closer together, heh?)

So Katina and I met for coffee at our local Starbucks, and she plunked down her card.

I'm looking at it now: red and lime green and beautiful. She got it from Vista Print. This is how I knew that they were legit.

This is also how I knew that their free isn't totally free, but all you have to do is pay shipping. Mine was only $5.25 for bare minimum, no holder, no laminate, but still fabulously designed card...very Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye, don't you think?...But what does that say about me?

The money in my PayPal account took care of that and my tithes since Associated Content just paid me a whopping 25 bucks for this profile of fellow blogger Peter Mooney.

God Really Does Work All Things Together for Good...
...no matter how big, no matter how small. If He's speaking to you too about expanding your blogging or whatever business, feel free to take a "second chance to grab" the offer email that VistaPrint sends you or visit them now and "order 250 professionally printed, full-color business cards for [nearly] free right now."

But DO NOT fall for that 10 bucks back rebate offer, because, if you read the fine pixels, it will charge a monthly fee to the same card you just plopped down for shipping for membership in the Vista Print rewards program.

All I did was click on it and close it, then I received an email welcoming me to the program! But I simply called Vista Print toll-free at 1-888-243-6185 to cancel my membership so that nothing would be charged. A very helpful and friendly woman named Erin (Employee ID # 46356) helped to cancel it.

Voila! New and beautiful cards on the way!


Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Madonna on Oprah Today: She became transfixed by African child

Madonna on Oprah Today Setting the Record Straight About Adoption

I stand by what I said before about Madonna's adoption of an African baby boy. Today on Oprah, Madonna was authentic in her explanation about how little David captured her heart.

"I wanted to open my home and give a life to a child..." Madonna said of little sick David, who is getting better now, is HIV-negative and a part of her family. He could have been one of the many who don't make it to age 5, Madge said.

God love her! Every person criticizing her should follow her lead.


Monday, October 23, 2006

How to Save a Life

"The little girl has red hair but it should be black," a man said tonight, pointing at images whirring on a projection screen at a baby girl in India with auburn hair so thin it showed her scalp.

"It's red because she's not getting enough nutrients," he explained, and that's when I saw her bare bottom peeking beneath her shirt. The baby crawled around the dirty streets with no diaper or anything on at the feet of grown men. I had to hold it together.

I was at The Chapel on the campus of The University of Akron, during their world missions night. Each room was set up as a different country, and in each I learned a little about the amazing work these admirable people of God are doing across the globe.

Could I be like them? Like the beautiful woman with the beautiful Spirit who told me she did fear being killed by the guys in Indonesia who are allowed to kill their wives with spears and no earthly retribution?

Can I be like the people who give up their homes and lives and luxuries (like a hot bath) to live amongst living lime-green walking sticks that are the size of a small child? I know I can. I hope I can. Despite the fact that I took my fin and human selfishness with me and bought coffee creamer instead of the billions of items it would've bought some impoverished girl.

That little girl from India stays with me now. Both going and coming, I heard How to Save a Life by The Fray and really listened to those amazing lyrics about a crack addicted teen that Isaac Slade tried to save.

I pray the shouldn't-be-red-headed-girl's life will be saved. I pray billions more will be saved in Christ.

Maybe she was Dalit, considered one of the outcasts or untouchables that the Hindu scriptures call the "unborn," mean it would have been better if she were never born. Maybe they are right.
That is, until comfy people like me get off their bums and stop blaming others and start doing more about it.

Nick and Aaron Carter on the Tyra Banks Show

The crazy Carter boys from the House of Carters warmed up Tyra Banks' couch during today's episode of The Tyra Banks Show.
Here's the lowdown:

Aaron didn't cheat with Paris Hilton after she and Nick broke up; Aaron was just being a faithful brother and finding out who Paris did cheat on Nick with...

Nick said he didn't beat Paris...

Aaron loved Hilary Duff the most, his "first love," in between breaking up and hooking up with her and Lindsay Lohan a gazillion times...

Nick has a crush on Tyra Banks, who said she's old enough to be Nick's aunt and Aaron's mama...

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White & Nerdy Lyrics and Video by Weird Al Yankovich

White & Nerdy Lyrics and Video by Weird Al Yankovich

This guy just cracks me up! If you need a laugh at work, turn down your speaker and watch the White & Nerdy video by Weird Al Yankovich, then read his amazingly funny lyrics.

Al, you've got us R-O-T-F-L-O-L!

My non-white but still nerdy tags:

The Departed Box Office Take is Over 77 Million and Counting...

I was in Boston the only time anyone ever called me a nigger to my face. A bunch of us college interns were pumping gas, and a cherry-red pick up containing a couple of white boys sped by and screamed the word.Our group stopped and stared. Things moved in slow motion. We were stunned into silence.

The Departed is Bloody Hell
This memory emerged this weekend, when my husband took me to see The Departed, Martin Scorsese's ultra-violent pseudo remake of Wai Keung Lau and Siu Fai Mak’s 2002 Hong Kong action film, Infernal Affairs.

Set in the gritty side of Boston, away from the cobble-stoned niceness of Newbury Street, The Departed opens with Jack Nicholson using the slur. I sat there in the packed theater and tried to play it off like most blacks do in that sort of situation, pretending it didn’t really matter, and went ahead and absorbed myself into the crime drama, experiencing it as sort of a black fly on a rough white underworld wall of the Irish Mob.

Besides, Scorsese has a predilection for the N-word, I remembered, as he displayed so honestly in that Taxi Driver scene where he watched his wife's silhouette in the window of a black man from the vantage point of the back of Deniro's cab.

"You know who lives there?" a young Scorsese asked nutso Deniro. "A nigger lives there." It was so no-holds-bar that I can write the lines from memory.

Son, can you play me a memory? No? Well, keep reading mine then...


Friday, October 20, 2006

North Korea Apologizes for Nuclear Tests...Claims No More Will Happen

Just when I thought we'd all have to start diving under our desks like during the Cuban missile crisis, North Korean leader Kim Jong II claims he is sorry for the previous nuclear blasts and says he won't do it again.



George from Grey's Anatomy and American Idol ex-contestant R.J. Helton Say They Are Gay

T.R. Knight and R.J. Helton Both Say They Are Gay
My mother always said that back in the slave days, slavemasters' wives would many times call their husbands by their first initials in front of the slaves, so that the darkies wouldn't get too familiar with their bosses and remain mysterious.

Turns out that another couple of initial-named stars had secrets too.

According to the New York Post's Page Six column, Grey's Anatomy star T.R. Knight confessed to People.com that he was gay.

Now we know what was behind the fight on the set of Grey's Anatomy recently. Supposedly, Isaiah Washington outed T.R. Knight, the beloved goofy-haired and sweet-faced George, when Dr. Preston Burke fought with McDreamy's Patrick Dempsey and George came to McDreamy's rescue.

The National Enquirer quoted Washington as saying some very unsavory things about T.R. Knight, who told People, "I hope the fact that I'm gay isn't the most interesting part of me."

I guess the former "American Idol" contestant R.J. Helton, who also came out of the gay closet this week summed it up best: "Just because I am gay does not mean I can't love God."

Here here. I second that motion. And just because you're both gay doesn't mean we don't love you either.


Thursday, October 19, 2006

1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die

Turns out the Holy Bible didn't make this list of "1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die", but I would've put it at numero uno on a list of good reads you might want to get in before meeting your Maker.


Pregnant Woman Who Shot Herself in Stomach and Killed Baby Gets Acquitted

Tammy Skinner Shoots Herself in the Stomach, Kills Full-term Baby Girl and Gets Acquitted

I don't even feel anger over today's acquittal of Tammy Skinner, a poor black mother of two who shot herself in the stomach on the morning she was due to give birth to her third child.

All I feel is sinking sadness.

I can't help but wonder what this says about our nation, when a full-term baby can suffer an horrific death like this and have the murder case dismissed. I also wonder how this rock-bottom event will turn the tide against our "abortion culture" on Nov. 7...

Read the sad story here...

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Wednesday, October 18, 2006

New Jay-Z Video "Show Me What You Got" Spotlights Champagne

Updated Post: Antique Gold or Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades?

The New Hip-Hop Brew?

So I guess Cristal is out, and Armand de Brignac is in. Following a public "brewhaha" when Frederic Rouzaud, the managing director of Louis Roderer Cristal, dissed hip-hopper's like Jay-Z's predilection for his tasty bubbly, Jay Z's 40/40 Club decided to no longer serve Cristal to their customers.

Jay-Z also said he wouldn't partake in Cristal in his personal life either.

Now Jay-Z, the self-proclaimed h-to-the-izzo, or "Jehovah" of rap, has come out of retirement in his new "Show Me What You Got" video, which features a striking gold bottle of more sparkling stuff.
I must admit, the bottle of Armand de Brignac Champagne is striking.

"Gold Bottles of that Ace of Spades," the rapper calls it. No doubt plenty of other poseurs will be doing some mad Googling to get their hands on a beautiful bottle to pour on some sad half-naked girls in their new videos.

Lots of luck, fellas! I hear the potent potable is hard to get your hands on.

Read all about it...

Visit Armand de Brignac at http://www.armanddebrignac.com/ for more info or this site for all the hub-hub my original blog entry caused.



Eddie Murphy and Scary Spice are Having a Baby...or Two?

TMZ is reporting that Melanie Brown, better known as Scary Spice, the only black member of the hugely successful '90s girl band, the Spice Girls, is four months pregnant with Eddie Murphy's child.

Continue reading, please...


Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Wesley Snipes Tax Fraud Troubles May Land Him in Prison for 16 Years

I guess the lesson here is to "render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s," heh?

Where's Wesley?

I have my own personal brush with Wesley Snipes' production company story.

Back in the late 1990s, I self-published a lewd and lascivious novel. My lofty fantasies of fame approached reality when I came home one day and replayed a message from a woman who worked closely with Wesley Snipes at Amen-Ra Films, Snipes' production company.

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Toastee Pics, Toastee Video

In this photo Jennifer Toof, better known to Flavor of Love Season 2 viewers as Toastee, looks like a cherubic angel.

In other naked pics setting the net abuzz along with a weird adult video wherein Toastee turns a man's face purple by clasping his head between her athletically strong thighs, Toastee brings to mind a girl exemplified in City High's "What Would You Do" lyrics...

Read the article...

Monday, October 16, 2006

Duke Lacrosse Team Melee...Was It Really Rape?

Stripper Reveals New Information About the Night of Alleged Rape by Duke University Lacrosse Team Members.

During my freshman year of college I became friends with a girl I’ll call Lolita, a thin and wiry girl with a shock of puffy hair that stood about her head like a dome of dark cotton candy.

One day Lolita came to the campus pool where I frolicked with other friends, but stood outside the chain-link fence. Walking closer, I saw tears and redness in her eyes. I noticed that one of the shoulder straps of her white cotton jumper was undone.

As Lolita and I sat on silver bleachers, she told me she had just come from the dorm room of her football-star boyfriend, a guy I’ll call Gary. Trailing off into ever-increasing sobs, Lolita left space for me to ask the most pivotal question I’ve perhaps ever asked anyone: "Did he rape you?"

Click here to read the article...


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