Tuesday, August 21, 2018

day FIVE HUNDRED and SEVENTY NINE

She’s Full of Lies, No Doubt

- a New York Times comments section found poem from the article on Asia Argento, a voice of #MeToo settling with her accuser

but also
is this man kidding?
Why did he meet her in a hotel room?
that’s the usual place to have sex isn’t it?
And when he saw where things were going
he could have gotten up and walked out the door.

I find it hard to believe Bennnet at all,
for some reason the fact that he was seventeen was
no concern
And it’s rape at 17 because he’s helpless and immature
but, magically becomes a man at 18
What a laugh
probably was the best day of his life.

And this is the end of the Me Too
movement and good riddance
that whole thing was a witch hunt anyway
if you don’t want to play the game,
don’t go to the hotel room
is all I’m saying.

And more importantly
screw her and her hypocrisy
and let’s be honest he probably wanted it
but the bigger issues
is that this MUST
be why we lost
our
dear
beloved
Anthony
Bourdain

--Ally Malinenko

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