DISTRESS OF THE PEOPLE, DISEASE OF NATIONS

As I parade this new thoughts of mine. I hope you join me in raising the flag ‘IF YOU CANNOT MAKE HER, DON’T RAPE HER’. Let’s hop on this horse and make the world a better place for all. That is the conclusion of the matter, but first…

 

COME WITH ME, IT IS A NEW SPRING

As chirping frogs heralds the advent of spring, yet there are evil tides that met the end of winter but never washed away the anguish of many. If humanity cannot see distance between the good and the ‘just good’, finding the memo for evil deeds performed by evil representatives should not be a hassle.  I have relinquish my thoughts to popular opinion but I have never felt at ease with my soul when popular opinions are miles away from best resolution.  Let’s look at the issue of rape in a 3D resolution. I plead you to be patient in your judgment, realistic with your opinion and ride along with understanding.

What is rape? “Oh, those gore stories reported as breaking news on network TV about some people having sex in an erratic order? What really happened? Looks like somebody stole another’s cookies without outright permission. Oh I get it!”

Is that a wise disposition or I am just ‘otherwise’.

Do not be hard on yourself, it is hard for anyone to fully understand and picture what he or she is yet to face. Our empathy could only be the warmest reason of approach. Nonetheless, I will not turn this attempt in a world cup of compositions. I’d rather we sort the box spring, latter we set the mattress in a bid to fight the demons that is killing our bright ones.

What we must seek to understand is that, rape is a social evil that has reached explosive proportions. The rape disease is a simultaneous intrusion and violation of another’s physical, emotional, intellectual, spiritual, personal, gender and sexual being. A violation that even Russia’s takeover of Crimea sovereignty and annexation of colonies do not even come close. Rape is crime of violence, violation, assault and abuse.

According to the American Medical Association, sexual violence and rape in particular, is considered the most under-reported crime in the world. For instance, women and children rape is a crime on the increase and often underreported, misunderstood and complicated. Rape has relatives, for instance college rape is on the rise at the verandah of America nation. College rape is a new curriculum in our corridors of learning that our girls are being forcibly to read. Any form of sexual assault is seen as younger brother of rape.

What has rape got to with Ms. Pepples? Be patient, I will take you there. I once knew a lady called Ms. Pepples who lived beside my family house. She looked perfect for a focused, independent, and no-rubbish woman. As traditions of Africans, we are uniquely yoked in community and always see ourselves as the next door neighbor. My first meeting with Ms. Pepples happened on a summer break vacation. My mum introduced me to her as our new neighbor who just moved in to her almost-completed house. I greeted with a wide grin but to my amusement she was stone cold to the core. I later learnt she took a portion of our land and never apologized for her actions, she would not own up. She continually blame her surveyor and landscape personnel.

Permit me one more time, I am just trying to hurriedly broach the one and only Ms. Pepples. She looks like the kind ‘I just mind my own business and shit’. At some point, my house has been on fire alarm, attacked by armed robbers and insurgents but she never flinched. She will just pass by every morning like it is never her problem. I guess it only becomes a problem when it escalates to her quarters. If she ever greets, she forcibly greets my parent ‘morn’ like she’s struggling to pronounce the word ‘morning, that’s an easy catch. Lest not forget, she took a portion of their land.

Relatively, that’s what the government are, they have our votes, yet they seem impervious to the matters that have set our very existence on fire crackers. They just pass by! Such insensitive and unresponsive government is Ms. Pepples. Our daughters are being rape by their fathers, minors by priests, teachers by students, patients by doctors, civilians by militants. Something got to change, we cannot continue living like this. Whereas Ms. Pepples can do more than just have our votes

In this piece I will only make reference to the punch line literally at this junction, do carry along with understanding – I believe every rape perpetrator is a member of a gang, because if the law cannot teach people lesson, they get empowerment to err the more. Our humanity is being gang raped by these individual disjointed hooligans. And it is a gangster clan, since the king and queen of vices of this world become the most famed, now it seems they live above the law. Someone tell me where the law is, what should the law do, who is the law. If you have a functioning government in your country, then have you the law. But what can one do when your government is the best friend of Ms. Pepples? Hence the title – Gang Rape, Gangster and Ms. Pepples. Now let’s set task at hand. First listen to two victim’s (Sasha and Kelly) awful narrative

 

SASHA’S CHRONICLE

                “I keep bringing myself to distance with the whole world. How do I tell the whole world that my biological father and brother raped me constantly? Or I found myself scuffed in a threesome party with a lady called ‘my mum’ and her side pimp. I was violated all-round and to my utmost shock, that same lady is the commando of the painful parade. Since, my private part transposed to an item of public parlor. I wonder if the creator gave women this entry with no Ziploc so that men at will can cause mounting disaster with no prior warning. My only sister would call in her pimps to teach me lessons for only using her make-up kits. I once confided in a cousin of mine. This safe-proclaimed cousin committed as many times I cannot recall most foul with my fragile body than the biggest tornadoes I’ve seen on news. I wished I was in the mix.

Then, it seems for the rest of my pathetic life, I have to live with a sense of helplessness and hopelessness. I have resorted to withdraw from friends, families and activities. The rage alone steals my night sleep while the sickening depression has resulted in nausea and increasing eating disorder. My fear for tomorrow has eaten away my dream. How can I survive like this?

I recalled someone excused from my unfortunate experience yawped at me ‘hey Sasha, come off it. Were you the only one raped in the world’? She continued with her brassy tip-off ‘you can either choose to move on or allow the incident eat you up …. You can be better or bitter…. See yourself as survivor, and not a victim’ so she said. I was given no choice either, it is already part of my life. Even if I try to forget the assault, the pain and trauma never let me go”

 

KELLY: STORIES I CANNOT TELL MYSELF

When I was growing up,

Mom told me I can be anything

I guess it was all tales by moonlight

Mother can you hear me? You deceived me

My first experience could have been

Yesyesyes, moremoremore

Alas, it was nonono, stopstopstop

 

Woken from the stream of sleep

I was soon endangered in a proximate trouble

I quickly resorted to voice alarm,

Realized I was evenly suffocated

In frenzied screaming, I ran my whole range

Only to be dis-empowered

As my attacker tore through my unseen pudenda

 

An untold demonstration at the evil banquet

He relayed violently across my privates

His mystic pace paralyzes my consciousness

As my strength dried up like a potsherd

My heart pounded hard and fast

My impulses turned purple

And my troubled face reddened in seconds

 

All I can muster is naught

My failing powerlessness and draining energy

I had to surrender

It was a silence massacre

Like Ox going to the slaughter

Like a stag caught in a trap

I wasn’t prepared

 

A year gone but the memories still lingers

Fresh in my head like it did happened yesterday

I have never woken from this trauma

It leaves me residual damage every morning

A feeling of fright, anger, shame all at once

Months past, days clicked

Yet the pain does not stop

 

So Lucifer destroyed the temple,

And what is left of the crucible!

The stigma corners every where

A stigma that cannot be bleached away

The sneers and jeers- they never go away

Forever frightened

Delta of deep cuts across my soul

 

Wounds time cannot heal

Smitten and stricken

Who understands my pain?

Could anyone understand?

Would they ever know?

They never went there

Who cares anyway?

 

I called 911, it was 000 bang!

I ran across the street, looking for help. They call me crazy

I told my friend, she said it was a dream

I spoke to the priest, he said I need baptism

I reported to the arms men, I was put under investigation

Who is going to ever believe my story?

Stories I cannot tell myself

 

Again, in tears of discord

She whispered to herself

Who do I tell, who can I speak with?

I think I am crazy, who will believe my story?

I cry daily at the market square, who can feel my pain?

Who will believe a story I found it hard to believe myself

Stories I cannot tell myself either

 

Let age runs far deep to my rescue

And ruin me before I end myself

I am tired of this world

Death is no vial for the wounded soul

I have died countless time over

I am just vapor waiting to part with this world

Really! Stories I cannot tell myself

 

All I am is done

All I have is gone

Same is same

At that moment, I wished he could just kill me

I wouldn’t have to endure this lifetime pain

For sure I cannot change history,

Seems I’ll never walk past it

Stories I cannot tell myself either

  

THE GANGSTERS: PSYCHOLOGY OF A RAPIST

Who are these gangster? Are they aliens or mammals?

Who is a rapist, is he the antisocial, marginalized or psychopath individual? Probably not, it will surprise many that the most gregarious and amiable of individuals are prone to such vice.  A rapist is less experienced in the social relationship between opposite sex. It is not farfetched that largest age group found wonting are15-30. Although, age is dumb in exercise of maturity but common sense should grow on individuals as they age.

The repulsive rapist enjoys the action, has low self-worth, do not value the opposite-sex, high on sex fantasies (pornography), entertainment seeking, feels sexually entitled, has disturbing background, a misogynist, cynical, raucous and retaliatory being. Extant research shows a rapist is likely to have same idiosyncrasies as one who hates women, obsessed about women, insecure, anger driven, aggressive maniac and socially inept in nature.

A habitual rapist, may molest about 8-10 women before being caught. A serial rapist knows many women are fearful (fear of reprisal by rapist or his goons, fear of being disowned by families, fear of honor killings, fear of being forced to marry their rapist and fear of extreme social stigmatization), thus increasing the possibility that the law does not convict the rapist or face any legal consequence. This might explain the less than 2% conviction rates, making many cases go unreported.

However, in stark reality, what we should seek to understand is that a rapist might get off with a light sentence, but the victim’s sentence is for a lifetime. My call is make the rapist’s sentence a lifetime- one of this will do – life imprisonment, chop off manhood or capital punishment (death sentence). Am I being harsh, do you know how many girls commit suicide as a result of a rape incidence? Too late, they are already in the grave.

What goes on in the mind of a unrepentant rapist? How is it different from the dark realms of Hitler or criminal mindset of Mussolini? These are the new invasion into the human space.  At what point can we understand a situation to be psychiatric? If that is the case, we can all claim temporary insanity for the evil we depose on others. Hitler could be exempt for all charges of genocide, if he were tried in a tribunal. The sociologists can see nothing else but that these sexual renegades driven by sadistic fantasies are relatively normal people and do not have psychological problems. Another golden school of thoughts maintains sexual prejudice, promiscuousness and permissiveness causes rape. Nothing random, pure logic. The rapists see himself as stronger than the victim, and ready to dominate. One would think some men rape women just to silence them and shutdown the postmodern womanish nerves in a bid to express the egoistic male dominance and absolute power.

To service as an umpire for both the psychology and sociology of thought, my golden rule of the game will be- ‘at no circumstance should one party invade another individual privates without proper consent’.

The rape menace is not attack against women and minors alone but humanity as a whole. FYI, there are circumstances where men are being raped also…. I will expound more in next series

To be continued….Stay tuned for the sequel, GANG RAPE, GANGSTER AND MS. PEPPLES. PT 2: TEMPERATE DISPOSITIONS