Há alguns anos, um caso de violação explodiu na comunicação social, nos EUA. Um estudante de Stanford e atleta de natação, violou uma mulher inconsciente.
One day, I was at work, scrolling through the news on my phone, and came across an article. In it, I read and learned for the first time about how I was found unconscious, with my hair disheveled, long necklace wrapped around my neck, bra pulled out of my dress, dress pulled off over my shoulders and pulled up above my waist, that I was butt naked all the way down to my boots, legs spread apart, and had been penetrated by a foreign object by someone I did not recognize. This was how I learned what happened to me, sitting at my desk reading the news at work.
And then, at the bottom of the article, after I learned about the graphic details of my own sexual assault, the article listed his swimming times. She was found breathing, unresponsive with her underwear six inches away from her bare stomach curled in fetal position. By the way, he’s really good at swimming. Throw in my mile time if that’s what we’re doing. I’m good at cooking, put that in there, I think the end is where you list your extracurriculars to cancel out all the sickening things that’ve happened.
O juíz condenou-o a 6 meses de prisão, em que serviu 3. O argumento desse juíz foi que uma sentença mais longa teria um "um impacto severo nele" ("a severe impact on him").
Durante o processo era uma vítima anónima. Agora escreveu um livro para reclamar a sua identidade.