I wasn't in town when the gangrape took place in Delhi. I pieced it together from the newspapers in Kolkata, some friends, and some Facebook activity.
If I thought too much about it, it made me feel sick. The act was sick. Everything about it was sick. The statements made afterwards, the "regret" the criminals portrayed, the instructions issued to women ("No skirts in the Alwar district, Rajasthan pliss.")
Everybody talked about it. Nobody wanted to send their daughters to Delhi. Nobody used the word 'rape'. The "terrible incident in Delhi", they called it.
Yesterday, I finally got to discuss it at length, and openly, with my friends. All of us unanimously believed that there is no change coming folks, go back home, save your energy, lock yourselves up in a jail cell maybe, because that's the only way you will not be molested or eve-teased or raped.
I don't have a nicer way of putting it, so I'm being blunt - There's No change coming our way. Not in my lifetime, not in two or three or four lifetimes. All these protests, all these voices being raised, and to what effect? Nothing.
And all of us believe that. There isn't even any hope.
I recently did a course on computer security, and in security terms, there are assets, there are attackers, and there exists opportunity, motive, and ability for an 'incident' to occur. One cannot control the motive, one cannot control the ability, so we try to control the opportunity.
Perfect security is impossible - this is a fact.
Try as you might to cover up the girl, make sure she's never walking alone after dark, not frequenting shady places, not doing anything that isn't expected of her (only for your safety beta), she's not safe. She's not. She will never be. How many opportunities will you try to prevent from arising? There is always going to be the (n + 1)th opportunity that you failed to protect against.
If you have the motive and the ability, you will find a way.
You can control the ability by castrating all men.
You can control the motive by educating all Indians.
Excuse me while I laugh.
If I thought too much about it, it made me feel sick. The act was sick. Everything about it was sick. The statements made afterwards, the "regret" the criminals portrayed, the instructions issued to women ("No skirts in the Alwar district, Rajasthan pliss.")
Everybody talked about it. Nobody wanted to send their daughters to Delhi. Nobody used the word 'rape'. The "terrible incident in Delhi", they called it.
Yesterday, I finally got to discuss it at length, and openly, with my friends. All of us unanimously believed that there is no change coming folks, go back home, save your energy, lock yourselves up in a jail cell maybe, because that's the only way you will not be molested or eve-teased or raped.
I don't have a nicer way of putting it, so I'm being blunt - There's No change coming our way. Not in my lifetime, not in two or three or four lifetimes. All these protests, all these voices being raised, and to what effect? Nothing.
And all of us believe that. There isn't even any hope.
I recently did a course on computer security, and in security terms, there are assets, there are attackers, and there exists opportunity, motive, and ability for an 'incident' to occur. One cannot control the motive, one cannot control the ability, so we try to control the opportunity.
Perfect security is impossible - this is a fact.
Try as you might to cover up the girl, make sure she's never walking alone after dark, not frequenting shady places, not doing anything that isn't expected of her (only for your safety beta), she's not safe. She's not. She will never be. How many opportunities will you try to prevent from arising? There is always going to be the (n + 1)th opportunity that you failed to protect against.
If you have the motive and the ability, you will find a way.
You can control the ability by castrating all men.
You can control the motive by educating all Indians.
Excuse me while I laugh.
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