ugh, i love Fran Drescher…
Columbia student will carry her mattress until her rapist exits school
September 2, 2014
While most students at Columbia University will spend the first day of classes carrying backpacks and books, Emma Sulkowicz will start her semester on Tuesday with a far heavier burden. The senior plans on carrying an extra-long, twin-size mattress across the quad and through each New York City building – to every class, every day – until the man she says raped her moves off campus.
“I was raped in my own bed,” Sulkowicz told me the other day, as she was gearing up to head back to school in this, the year American colleges are finally, supposedly, ready to do something about sexual assault. “I could have taken my pillow, but I want people to see how it weighs down a person to be ignored by the school administration and harassed by police.”
Sulkowicz is one of three women who made complaints to Columbia against the same fellow senior, who was found “not responsible” in all three cases. She also filed a police report, but Sulkowicz was treated abysmally – by the cops, and by a Columbia disciplinary panel so uneducated about the scourge of campus violence that one panelist asked how it was possible to be anally raped without lubrication.
So Sulkowicz joined a federal complaint in April over Columbia’s mishandling of sexual misconduct cases, and she will will hoist that mattress on her shoulders as part savvy activism, part performance art. “The administration can end the piece, by expelling him,” she says, “or he can, by leaving campus.”
As painful as I know the constant reminder of attending school with her rapist must be, I’m glad she won’t be the only one forced to remember. I hope the rapist drops out immediately…or better yet, I hope he faces the justice he deserves.Where is the rapist’s information? why is his identity being withheld?
Hi beautiful Bunnies!
I’ve gained a lot of weight in the past 2 years, and for a long time I had a hard time feeling sexually attractive or even beautiful at all. I was convinced that people saw me as ugly, and I almost started believing it myself. I started fighting back—telling unrealistic beauty standards to fuck off, and loving myself instead. And recently, I have been loving every inch of myself: my stretch marks, my cellulite, and most of all my adorable tummy rolls!! And I love this picture in particular. :)
I’ve learned that accepting your body takes a lot of work, but it is SO worth it. I am not defined by my weight or by the standards of “beauty” that tell me I do not belong! I’ve been following this blog for years without submitting, but I am finally here. And I couldn’t have done it without each and every one of you gorgeous, brave, body-positive ladies! Thank you for all of your ferocity! :)
-Emily, US size 18