{"id":3728,"date":"2016-10-13T17:09:28","date_gmt":"2016-10-13T21:09:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/fumblingtowardgrace\/?p=3728"},"modified":"2016-10-13T17:09:28","modified_gmt":"2016-10-13T21:09:28","slug":"when-boys-will-be-boys","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/fumblingtowardgrace\/2016\/10\/13\/when-boys-will-be-boys\/","title":{"rendered":"When Boys Will Be Boys"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

\u201cWhen boys will be boys, then girls will be garbage.\u201d\u00a0 \u2013 Ann Voskamp<\/em><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t remember much from the assault, but I do remember the shame. The knot which began in the pit of my stomach, tightening the noose of shame around me until I could hardly breathe. It happened, as nearly all sexual assaults do, in a mentality of \u201cboys will be boys\u201d and a culture which teaches girls from a young age that their bodies are the national pastime. That their body needs to be small and yet large in all the right places. Their voice needs to be quiet, but not too timid. That to be valued is to be thin, is to be quiet, is to smile. Is to not make too many waves. To be all things to all men \u2013 be sexy, be hot, but don\u2019t be a slut. They\u2019ll think you\u2019re a slut anyway, depending on what turns them on.<\/p>\n

I remember the first time I realized a man\u2019s body could be a weapon, and a woman\u2019s body the scene of a crime.<\/em><\/p>\n

I remember the tears I cried when I woke up the next day, saw the blood, and realized my body had been the scene of a crime. The crime of being 18 and trusting a senior when he offered me a drink. You see, I didn\u2019t know that while he and his friends were drinking beer, the girls like me were drinking \u201cjungle juice\u201d \u2013 grain alcohol mixed with Kool-Aid. I had never been drunk before you see, so I didn\u2019t suspect anything when I felt so terrible after one drink. Just one drink.<\/p>\n

I thought he was being a gentleman when he offered to walk me back to my dorm after my new \u201cfriends\u201d left me alone at the party. I hadn\u2019t yet learned to be immediately suspicious of men because I didn\u2019t know their bodies could be a weapon used against me.<\/p>\n

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It wasn\u2019t until a few months later that I even realized you could call what happened to me rape. A \u201cbad hookup\u201d I\u2019d told the one friend I knew I could trust \u2013 the one new friendship already real enough to tell the truth.<\/p>\n

When I sat through the campus date rape round table presentation two months too late to help me \u2013 I had the first of many of what is now called \u201ctriggering episodes\u201d. A lot of people think to be triggered is to be \u201cuncomfortable\u201d. The people who think that have never been triggered. When I was triggered that night by their skit about date rape and how not to use your body like a weapon, and how not to \u201clet\u201d yourself be the scene of the crime \u2013 I went back to my dorm and took a shower so hot it burned my skin. Then, I spent the next 3 days with a tight knot of fear, sadness and pain tight inside of me. I had flashbacks to the scattered bits and pieces I recalled from my assault as I climbed back into the bed where I was the scene of the crime.<\/p>\n

Over the 15 years since that night, I\u2019ve healed in many ways, and those triggering moments are fewer and fewer (though I always, always scan a book or movie and if there\u2019s any suggestion that a rape will take place, I usually skip it \u2013 after learning the hard way one too many times).<\/p>\n

All of this is to say that I was triggered in a deep way last week, by no less than someone who wants to be President of the United States. From the moment I read his words about women, about one woman in particular this time \u2013 that knot of shame, pain, and fear appeared in an instant and hot tears of rage sprang to my eyes.<\/p>\n

He bragged to another man about using his sacred body as a weapon and making yet another woman\u2019s sacred body the scene of a crime. He described vividly and honestly what he thinks of women \u2013 of woman \u2013 made in the image and likeness of God.<\/p>\n

When boys will be boys, girls will be garbage. <\/em><\/p>\n

I want to address these next words to any sweet sisters carrying the burden of inhabiting a sacred body that was desecrated and made the scene of a crime. These next lines are for you, for your precious, sacred body and your strong, survivors spirit. <\/strong><\/p>\n

When I was dating my husband and I told him about my assault, shortly before we got engaged, this is how he reacted:<\/p>\n

\u00a0He did not ask me what I was wearing or what I had to drink.<\/em><\/p>\n

He did not ask me if I fought back or grill me for details.<\/em><\/p>\n

He believed me. He held me and cried with me. He apologized that someone who looked like him used his body as a weapon against me. He told me he would sit with me and listen to any part or no part of what I had experienced.<\/p>\n

In this, he was Jesus to me. In this, he allowed God to remake my image of what a man is. In him I saw what solidarity looks like and learned that when boys will be men, girls will be gold<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

If you honor any man with your story and his response does not serve to bind up your wounds and pour a balm of healing on them, sweet sister that man is NOT speaking the words of Jesus<\/strong>, no matter what color his collar is or which letters appear after his name. Make no mistake about that.<\/p>\n

When women hurt, God hurts.<\/strong> When a man turns his body into a weapon with which to make a woman\u2019s body the scene of a crime, that man desecrates the body of God. When a woman\u2019s body is the scene of a crime, God is on the cross, suffering by your side.<\/p>\n

When some man, claiming to speak for God, re-victimizes you with his disdain for your story and dismissal of your truth, He is not speaking for God. In those moments, God is with you, dear heart. Seek Him in the Eucharist and He will whisper words of love, healing, and compassion to your soul.<\/p>\n

In the aftermath of his words, his casual violence and degradation, I wept for my daughters. My beautiful, strong, powerful, brilliant daughters. They don\u2019t know yet, but will soon enough learn, that their sacred bodies are nothing more than territory to be claimed and prey to be stalked by stunted boys who have never learned to be men. Their innocence takes my breath away and I long to gather them up into my arms and yell into the faces of those who think their sacred bodies are nothing more than playthings or future scenes of a crime \u2013 \u201cNO. No, you cannot have them.\u201d<\/p>\n

I see a man like this one, who wants to hold the power like a weapon, and I shudder. I see a man like my husband and I marvel at a world that could have managed to produce them both \u2013 and I feel sadness mingled with hope. The Spirit of God is stirring in the Church and in the world, and I hasten Her holy arrival.<\/p>\n

Right now we live in a world where boys will be boys, so girls will be garbage<\/strong>. Lovely words decry this mindset, but look below the surface and it is alive and well. We live in a world where broken men use their bodies as a weapon and women are the scene of a crime<\/em>. But I know that this is not the will of the God who loves us, and I know that when boys will be men, girls will be gold. <\/strong><\/p>\n

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