TW: This post deals with veritably disturbing themes including: G4ng R4p3 (2 cases) Victim blaming, R4p3 culture, b3stiality,
The first brutal death I remember is the Delhi case. I was just a person who just was against rape but weren't explaining and exploring the root causes most times. The dress blaming took me for years and it was these two three years, instagram and some feminists, unlearning, falling, crying, doubting that I actually started climbing steps of becoming a feminist. Hard it is, when a very flamboyant joking person is still the same but audits more.
Dress blaming can be defied by the large number of cases constituting the dependent population which always tend to wear clothes which mostly suit the societal norms. I'm still to understand, I say, but this is actually the first lesson.
Most convicted rapists could not remember what their victims were wearing.
While everything from attire to alcohol consumption is blamed when women are raped, military sexual assault statistics show that men in the military are at a slightly greater risk of sexual assault than women. Now either the three-piece military uniforms and combat boots are leading people astray — or clothing has nothing to do with what makes rapists assault people. The sad reality is that rapists choose to rape, often more than once, and studies show they are also often guilty of other violent crimes.
The cultural assumption that rape is something that can be prevented by behaving a certain way has never been extended to include male victims. While some of those assaults are characterized as hazing or bullying, the reality is that we don’t assume male victims are at fault for existing near a rapist.
When a news story breaks about an adult female teacher preying sexually on a boy, no one asks what he was wearing or insists he should have known better than to be alone with her. So what’s the point of policing skirt lengths, of advising young women not to go to certain places, to protect their drinks instead of focusing on telling rapists not to rape?
The anti-rape campaigns that are put forward on campuses, in the military and elsewhere focus on the idea that the only way a woman can be safe from sexual assault is to change her behavior, to change her attire, to never do anything that could potentially increase her risk of being a victim. There’s an assumption that rapists are just one of those unavoidable aspects of life, and the onus is on women, who make up 91 percent of victims, to insulate themselves.
If our culture insists on perpetuating the lie that clothing leads to rape, despite all evidence to the contrary, then the problem is our culture.
No article of clothing, no matter how revealing or “sexy,” is consent. Only a person can give consent regarding what happens or doesn't happen to their body. Using someone's clothing choice to determine their willingness to have sex says that someone else's assumptions hold more weight than the person's own voice.
Blaming silences victims.
Victim blaming allows people to believe that such events could never happen to them.
Dr Zobaiyda Nasreen says there was a time when women did not even wear blouses with saris and if the rate of sexual harassment was much lower back then, how could outfits be the reason behind rape then.
Now what I'm writing is highly TRIGGERING and I advise you to leave this article here if you are mentally uneasy now. I REPEAT, THIS IS EXTREMELY TRIGGERING.
The case of Junko Furuta came to me through Instagram. There is a famous organization run by some young people. These guys aren't the 'self defence' or 'stop girl rapes' only people. I mean they don't confine their talks to those common topics one will raise when they hear rape. They talk not just about rape, but cyber attacks, cyber misogyny, various forms of patriarchy itself, fake allegations, b3stiality etc. When they posted on Furuta, they put two trigger warnings. I might have felt an alert but I was curious. But what waited me there was the account of something which would haunt me at least for some moments that day. I re-read about it because I saw the post in my stories archive and it gave me an opportunity to think about abuse culture.
Junko Furuta was a Japanese sixteen or seventeen years old girl ( because both these ages are interchangeably found in many sources ) who faced unthinkable abuse including multiple rapes that you can't even imagine, malnourishing, marring organs, emotional blackmailing, trapping, sadism etc. The inauguration was by one of her classmates who initially offered her help and further did the thing in a remote warehouse and gave her death threats and brought the others later. The main culprits were minors, as I've already said that the first perpetrator was her own classmate. A 100 people raped her. Were all the 96 others pieces of shits? Didn't they even have some sense? These are common doubts of people including me. She was seen as a thing that should be destroyed by all means. Her abusers did whatever possible for that. She yearned for some love and one abuser will caress her and the next moment he'll pinch her new wound that he made on her leg by pouring gasoline. She faced foreign object entry, was made to eat cockroaches and drink her own urine, and was used as a punching bag by her perpetrators. The death threat I mentioned above was given to her because one of the four people had connections with Yakuza.
Here are the pictures of the four main accused. When we go for the uncensored pictures of these craps, Google can't give. Because the identities of the boys were sealed by the court as they were all juveniles at the time of the crime. Journalists from the Shūkan Bunshun (週刊文春) magazine discovered their identities, however, and published them. We should stick on to laws but these people prove that age doesn't matter and our laws are weak. Neither any of these are innocent. So I just edited their faces and got a rough pic like this.
As per the order, they're:
A. Hiroshi Miyano
B. Jo Kamisaku
C. Minato Nobuharo
D. Yasushi Watanabe
These can be name-surname or surname-name.
All these she had to suffer had a single reason- vengeance. Hiroshi Miyano was already a lost dude and approached Furuta several times because he had a crush on her. But she was a very diplomatic girl. She was a gem. She had a very good academic track (although academic excellence is always used to hurt other students), and apart from this, she was so friendly, nice, beautiful, and she was well brought up. She was a bold girl. She was the only hope of the financially insecure Furuta family. I'm not exaggerating facts. In fact all these are true. She was of course bold because it was Miyano who had the Yakuza connections and during his approach she always politely rejected the proposal even though all others feared him. She was caught, and was forced to fabricate things when she was said by them to call her parents- to tell them that she’d run away and is going to stay with a friend, but insist that she’s not in danger.
Parents of Nobuharu Minato in whose house Junko Furuta was kept visited their son on a few occasions. Still, under a threat of increased violence against her, Junko was requested to pretend that she was a girlfriend of one of the boys. However, even when it became apparent that she was a captive in the house, the parents did nothing for fear of retaliation from Miyano.
Ok. This is not the sympathy subplot of any Indian movie. This happened in 1989. From November 1988 to January 1989.
And her death was after a Mahjong solitaire. On 4 January 1989, after losing a game of mahjong against another person the night before, Miyano decided to vent his anger towards Furuta. In their anger, they poured lighter fluid ( probably gasoline ) onto her thighs, arms, face, and stomach and set her on fire once again.Furuta allegedly made attempts to put out the fire, but gradually became unresponsive. They continued to punch her, ignited a candle and dripped hot wax on her face, placed two short candles on her eyelids, called 'fake , fake' and forced her to drink her own urine. After she was kicked, she fell onto a stereo unit and collapsed into a fit of convulsions. She fell in to a shock. Since she was bleeding profusely, and pus was emerging from her infected burns, the four boys covered their hands in plastic bags. They continued to beat her and dropped an iron exercise ball onto her stomach several times. The attack reportedly lasted two hours. Furuta eventually succumbed to her wounds and died. Her convulsions were viewed by the boys as fake because 'she'd these movements everytime during the brutal rapes, although she would return to normal shortly' and thus they never thought of her death.
Less than 24 hours after her death, Minato's brother called to tell him that Furuta appeared to be dead. Afraid of being penalized for murder, the group wrapped her body in blankets and shoved her into a travel bag. They then put her body in a 55-US-gallon (210-litre) drum and filled it with wet concrete. Around 8:00 p.m., they loaded it and eventually disposed the drum into a cement truck in Kōtō, Tokyo. Law diluted the boys because they were minors then! Although they got with some other crimes, they never got a worthy punishment for Furuta.
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A similar case is of Sylvia Likens. A case of taking self esteem, slutshaming and whatever. I'll personally say that if belittling had a manifestation, this was that case. You could never read this too because you could again think how pitiable age juniors can be to their age seniors. She was sixteen. Crime location is Indianapolis. Image is from sylviasac.org , an organisation dedicated to her. Likens was increasingly neglected, belittled, sexually humiliated, beaten, starved, lacerated, and dehydrated by her tormentors. Her autopsy showed 150 wounds across her body, including several burns, scald marks and eroded skin. Through intimidation, her younger sister, Jenny, was occasionally forced to participate in her mistreatment. The official cause of her death was determined to be a homicide caused by a combination of subdural hematoma and shock, complicated by severe malnutrition.
Before leaving for a lengthy work-related trip and undergoing immense financial stress, Sylvia’s parents departed Lebanon and left her with a caregiver, Gertrude Baniszewski in Indianapolis. As a teenager, Sylvia babysat, hung out with friends, did chores and small jobs, loved the Beatles, and lived an otherwise typical life.
In the summer of 1965, Sylvia and her sisters moved into Baniszewski’s home at 3850 East New York Street. They continued to live as teenagers do, singing, skating, earning modest incomes during the summer break, and doing housework.
The financial hardship of Sylvia’s father continued, and payments to Baniszewski for boarding began to wane. Angry, Baniszewski began beating the children in the home across their buttocks. By August, the beatings exceeded a dozen a week, often for benign issues like eating too much food.
Soon, Baniszewski was focusing on Sylvia. Later testimony would reveal Sylvia was beaten and abused regularly after school and on weekends. She was deprived of food, and later still resorted to eating food out of garbage cans.
Her sisters and Baniszewski began turning on Sylvia, becoming bitter at her appearance and having claimed to have a boyfriend. She was accused of spreading rumors about Baniszewski, which was unfounded. The boyfriends of her sisters also began to turn on Sylvia.
By the end of the summer, Sylvia was being raped, verbally tormented, assaulted with objects physically and sexually, starved, beaten, burned, and forced to commit humiliating or heinous acts. Baniszewski eventually forbade her from attending school and she was held captive in the home.
The trial, testimony, and indictments were all jarring to everyone who read about the story. Baniszewski and others were punished and jailed for their crimes. In 1970, the Indiana Supreme Court reversed the convictions because the trial court refused motions for a change of venue and separate trial. A subsequent retrial led to a guilty plea. She was released in 1972, subsequently tried for murder again, and sentenced to life in prison. She changed her name and was paroled in 1985 and died five years later in relative obscurity from lung cancer in 1990.
The uproar of her case, media attention, release, and other crimes led to considerable changes. Sylvia’s case is credited with Indiana’s Mandated Reporter law, requiring everyone in Indiana regardless of age or profession to report any suspicion of child abuse to law enforcement.
Both these cases will have special places in crime history because the culprits were acquaintances of the victims. Now one can never say victim blaming. Rape is never a solution. Rape is rape regardless of reason. It notes degradation of humanity. Here it's not just rape but termination.
