I’ve just finished the book “Yes Means Yes!”. It is a book full of Feminist essays about rape prevention. It was a good read, and a good message, but some parts were very Distasteful.
I should probably begin with the good things I thought about it. I thought the message was plain and clear. To bring sexual power to women. I felt that it stated it’s facts very clearly, and did a good job at keeping attention, and not beating the same things into the ground like so many informative books. It offers a new way to view an informative book. It has many valid statements that are quickly hit with great detail, then moved off of to another very valid statement. Over all it was a great, powerful read for 319 pages.
What I didn’t like about it
It got gross in some parts. I’m not speaking of when they went into detail of their rape. That’s a very touchy detail that really gives incite to a reader that they are not alone, or to really hit home with a reader. I am talking about certain parts throughout the book that could have been left out. I first noticed it in the foreword with the line “My first boyfriend was younger than I was; he had long hair and was pretty like a girl, and he sometimes got me so wet it would be running down my leg (seriously)”
That really stuck out to me as something that didn’t need to be shared. Now, I know I will probably be seen as some oppressor, or something, but I don’t think it was necessary for a book as such. Just made me feel nasty reading it, and I don’t think anyone wants to know too much about it. It just seemed off for me.
Overall good book
Every breath I’ve taken
thoughts beat in my mind
Pictures so vivid
Restore back to life my youth
It never left me
Show me the light I
Deserve, and peace bring it to
me. I need it now.
Simply short and sweet
Blue eyed devil in disguise
Open heart and eyes
I, timid and scared
Can not seem to find a peace
ruined relics lie
a random chance caused
life, love, happiness and joy
in my soul so dark
Dead trees see more time
All life ends and begins too
share it with me please
Many is the day
I dream of you in my head
dancing in the night
This quiet desperation
it doesn’t fit you well.
Not that anyone could tell.
And like a thief in the night.
He came up and robbed you
of the light behind your eyes
But, if the sea could part
I could see to the other side.
Of a dying life
I don’t know where to start.
But, if I had, had my way
I’d wish you back to say goodbye.
No matter how hard I try
There’s always one regret.
Something I didn’t or didn’t say
And no matter how hard we try
There’s always one regret
You didn’t see the end of the day.
The loud silence is breaking
and I guess I’m doing well.
Not that anyone can tell.
And like a thief in the night
he came and robbed us
of our own pride.
But, if the day could end
I could ponder tonight
of what could have been
Against death we can not defend.
But, if I had, had my way
I’d wish you back to say goodbye
You’re a sea of life
I’ve never had.
A blanket of happiness
when times have turned bad.
The featureless face behind the window
telling me that life is okay, and to move on,
And thunder whispering in my ears
When I’ve heard silence for too long.
The white snow from a warm window
Breathing joy into me.
The light house that warns me of cliffs
in the foggy sea.
My voice, and my hands
that craft love for you.
The logic that binds me
to explore the new.
The air hurts, and stabs me in the lungs.
The darkness binds my hands to the wall
gently gliding across them to show me the way.
Coarse and poorly made they rise.
The ceiling is as low as I am tall.
Two voices speak and tell me which way to go,
but no way is correct.
Doors line this Labyrinth, as others and I waltz around them.
We open them and each find another door closed.
Still hoping to find the end to this labyrinth
The monotony drives us wild as none of us can get out,
but none of us are aware of each others presence.
Our mouths, and eyes sown shut.
Ears deafened, and senses numbed
We still waltz.
The Labyrinth holds no hope.
I break the binds on my eye and see the low lit labyrinth.
I see the others, and try to take their bindings off,
help them hear
help them feel
Help them see the truth in which they live.
The binds won’t break.
I am forced to move on.
Each door opening to many closed.
The voices now wage war on each other.
One speaks of
the other speaks of
I know too much for their liking.
They push the others away.
I mustn’t tell the truth, or it would ruin them.
I mustn’t speak when told to shush.
I must Obey
The voices stop, and the people aren’t there.
The lights dim, and the air suspends.
I see a light.
I run for the light.
The voices scream the loudest silence I’ve ever heard.
The stillness of my run frightens me.
It’s too perfect.
I climb from the hole.
I am surrounded by forest with a river running through it.
I have no distinction of North, South, West, or East.
I feel the sunlight burn my skin.
It’s pale and untrained.
I see my reflection in the water.
I hear my voice.
I still understand nothing,
but the labyrinth is no more apart of me.