When I watched Dr. Christine Blasey Ford testify before the Senate Judiciary Committee, I felt her desire to be believed, and her fear that she wouldn’t be, as palpably as if it were my own.

It is my own.

I am afraid to tell this story. I’m afraid to put it out into the world and let others judge its seriousness and its veracity.

“Boys will be boys,” some old, crusty bitches have said about drunk, teenage rapists — by the way, fuck you, conservative white women over 50. Seriously, fuck you. I want a new world order where you get assaulted at bridge club by wandering donkeys fed solely on Viagra.

Hey, donkeys on Viagra will be donkeys, you crusty fucking bitches.