Reviewing this book today is not any easier that it was days ago, when I finished reading it. But I know most of you must've heard what just happened to Kesha, who is being forced to work with the man who abused her physically and mentally. And even though I'm not a fan of her music, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter because for how many times I try to convince myself that our society is different, that things are not how they used to be, that rape and abuse are taken seriously and that women can speak up and be heard, I'm lying to myself. Because even if you're rich and famous, you're still a woman, and people are going to ask you what were you wearing? Were you drinking? Did you take any drugs? Do you have evidence of what happened? Your word alone is not enough. Your pain is not enough. Because you're a woman, you're a slut bitch whore and you sure must've done something to make it happen. You're not even a victim, really, you're the instigator. You were asking for it.
This is a powerful book that I would recommend to anyone, men and women alike, and not just to us - the people who spend hours reading and reviewing and caring, and who usually are the first to call out on abuse and sexism in books and in real life. But we're so few. How many times have you heard your friends call a girl in shorts and high heels a "slut"? How many times have you heard someone joking about it, saying that she's "basically asking to be raped"? How many times have you received unwanted attention and have had to hide in the bathroom, to leave the room or the house or to seek the protection of your friends, because a guy couldn't take no for an answer, and you knew that if you stayed a little longer things could've gotten ugly? And how many of these times, hiding in that bathroom and staring at your reflection in the dirty mirror, have you thought that maybe you should've worn a longer dress?
Rape culture is in every day of our lives, even if we sometimes do not realize it. O'Neill made a very brave decision, and didn't only write a book about a girl who was raped, but she wrote a book about a hateful, petty and jealous girl who was raped while she was drunk and high, and then tried to defend her own attackers and deny that anything happened, simply because she was too ashamed. Because the same thing happened to her friend, but she'd just told her to keep it quiet, because no one likes a girl who makes a fuss. Because we need to keep up the appearances, no matter how many ugly things lie beneath them. O'Neill wrote a book that makes us doubt ourselves. Emma is a terrible friend. She's a liar, a thief, she's manipulative and doesn't care about anyone but herself. Emma gets raped. Photos of what happened to her are all over the Internet, and suddenly her life turns into a nightmare. And all the while, she still keeps blaming herself because she thinks she's ruining her rapists' lives. Because it's her fault. Because she was asking for it.
And the more you get to know her, the more you get angry at her, the more your heart breaks, because it doesn't matter if Emma is not a good person, and it doesn't matter if she was under the influence of drugs and alcohol when she was raped. All these things don't matter, because there is only one thing that should be important in the eyes of the law: that she was raped. That her rights were violated, and that the perpetrators need to be severely punished.
But the law is slow. It takes years to go to trial, to collect all evidence, and Emma grows emptier every day. Until she eventually gives up.
Asking For It is not a pretty book. It's raw and painful and makes you so angry that you can't stop thinking about it for days, weeks, months - because it's not fair, because no one should ever blame the victim, but when the victim's a woman, when she's a slut, everyone suddenly finds it really hard to believe her.
I'm writing this review with a lump in my throat. I'm writing it for every girl who constantly keeps her eyes on her drink when she goes out at night, who doesn't wear that dress that looks so good on her because she's scared she might send out the wrong signals, as if what we do, how we dress gives men any right to violate our rights. Because we know. We know that even if it's not fair, the world is still based on the idea that when a woman is raped, only half the fault is her rapist's, and what were you wearing what were you drinking did you take any drugs you were asking for it, really.
(2016 read)