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In All These Situations, There Was Not Enough Violence Against Them To Take It Beyond The Category Of Sex; They Were Not Coerced Enough.

It's Particularly Hard To Take Being Stabbed In The Back Close To Home. There's Always A Feeling Of Betrayal When People Of Your Own Group Oppose You.

You Grow Up With Your Father Holding You Down And Covering Your Mouth So Another Man Can Make A Horrible Searing Pain Between Your Legs.

Imagine That For Hundreds Of Years Your Most Formative Traumas, Your Daily Suffering And Pain, The Abuse You Live Through, The Terror You Live With, Are Unspeakable - Not The Basis Of Literature. You Grow Up With Your Father Holding You Down And Covering Your Mouth So Another Man Can Make A Horrible Searing Pain Between Your Legs.... You Learn How To Leave Your Body And Create Someone Else Who Takes Over When You Cannot Stand It Any More. You Develop A Self Who Is Ingratiating And Obsequious And Imitative And Aggressively Passive And Silent - You Learn, In A Word, Femininity.

Men, Permitted To Put Words (and Other Things) In Women's Mouths, Create Scenes In Which Women Desperately Want To Be Bound, Battered, Tortured, Humiliated, And Killed.