Earlier this school year, Brock Allen Turner stripped, fingered, mounted, and humped an unconscious woman behind a dumpster at Stanford University.
Earlier this school year, my 11-year-old got her first cell phone. A few months later, the phone rang and a young boy screamed into it, loud enough for me to hear, “I just want you to know that I think you’re a fucking bitch!”
Brock’s victim woke up in a hospital with sticky pine needles in her hair, her underwear gone. She had no idea what had happened. She left the hospital and didn’t want to talk about that night. She didn’t tell her boyfriend or parents for weeks.
My daughter said that the phone call wasn’t a big deal, that boys at her school say stuff like this to girls all the time. She said that it didn’t bother her, that she didn’t even really know this boy. She wouldn’t talk about it with me or my partner.