10 Rape Prevention tips

This is horrifying. Seriously. Click the link and read it. I’ll wait.

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Are you now as outraged as I am? I’m pretty speechless. I don’t even know what to say, because I just want to cry. I think castration should be a civil penalty.

In light of this BS, I thought it would be a good idea to post a 10 Rape Prevention tips list. If everyone followed these tips, rape would be eradicated. (I did not write this list. This list has been floating around the internet for about a year and gained national attention when it was posted by Sarah Silverman.)

10 rape prevention tips:
1. Don’t put drugs in women’s drinks.
2. When you see a woman walking by herself, leave her alone.
3. If you pull over to help a woman whose car has broken down, remember not to rape her.
4. If you are in an elevator and a woman gets in, don’t rape her.
5. When you encounter a woman who is asleep, the safest course of action is to not rape her.
6. Never creep into a woman’s home through an unlocked door or window, or spring out at her from between parked cars, or rape her.
7. Remember, people go to the laundry room to do their laundry. Do not attempt to molest someone who is alone in a laundry room.
8. Use the Buddy System! If it is inconvenient for you to stop yourself from raping women, ask a trusted friend to accompany you at all times.
9. Carry a rape whistle. If you find that you are about to rape someone, blow the whistle until someone comes to stop you.
10. Don’t forget: Honesty is the best policy. When asking a woman out on a date, don’t pretend that you are interested in her as a person; tell her straight up that you expect to be raping her later. If you don’t communicate your intentions, the woman may take it as a sign that you do not plan to rape her.

Green thumbs and Water Girls


Both of my parents have always had green thumbs. For the last few years, the yard has been dad’s domain and he has done a wonderful job. 

I have many memories of my parents working in the yard, planting flowers, trimming shrubs, laying mulch, and any other assortment of activities I always hoped I didn’t get forced into. When I was forced to participate, I usually lucked out as the Water Girl. My job was to water all of the newly planted flora. It was hard to mess up.

As I have “adulted”, I have come to really appreciate the gorgeous landscaping at my parent’s house and what goes into planning and maintaining it. I remember my parents going up to my sister’s house after her family had moved in and helping them with their landscaping. My mom loved doing this and would ooh and aah over how good my sister’s beds looked on subsequent visits.

In October, I’m going to have my first house where I am responsible for the upkeep of the exterior. I want to have a gorgeous yard like my parent’s and sister’s. While I know my dad, sister and brother-in-law will be there to help me, there is going to be a huge void. My mom could visualize what would look good where. She knew when things bloomed and when things should be planted. She knew what I meant when I said “that big purple flower”. 

This is just one of the many, many things that I simply don’t want to do without my mom. But I will. Not only because I have to, but because she would want me to. This time, I’ll be the planter and she’ll be the one watering my flowers. ❤️