Tawana Brawley, Crystal Gail Magnum and “Jackie”

What do these names have in common? All three are names of females who claimed to have been gang-raped by white men. (Tawana Brawley in New York City in 1987. Crystal Gail Magnum at Duke University in 2006. And “Jackie”, in 2012, at the University of Virginia.) The first two women are black. The race of the last woman is not clear, as her actual identity has not yet been revealed. But in all three cases, the claims proved to be outrageous fabrications, stories cut from the whole cloth of the women’s imaginations.

Jackie’s case was reported in the Rolling Stone magazine last month, a couple of years after the fact, alleging she had been gang-raped at the Phi Kappa Psi fraternity house at UVA. Jackie never went to the police, unlike the other two. She went to the University of Virginia campus rape and sexual assault support group, and shared a story about a sexual assault with them and her friends, but not the same story she shared with the Rolling Stone, as the following excerpt from a Washington Post article indicates:

They [her friends] also said Jackie’s description of what happened to her that night differs from what she told Rolling Stone. In addition, information Jackie gave the three friends about one of her attackers, called “Drew” in the magazine’s article, differ significantly from details she later told The Post, Rolling Stone and friends from sexual assault awareness groups on campus. The three said Jackie did not specifically identify a fraternity that night.

How many times will it take of a young woman accusing a group of White men of some heinous crime that later proves to be a product of her imagination until the press and the public begin to realize how gullible and credulous they have become? When will they learn better than immediately presuming the probity of the supposed victim’s tale and the guilt of the perpetrators? Young women lie, and frequently, about being sexually assaulted. It’s why it was so believable in Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird that Tom Robinson, who was black, was falsely accused of rape by Mayella Ewell, who was white. It’s said that truth is stranger than fiction, but that’s because fiction has to be less strange than truth for a story to work, and false accusations of rape, especially as in Mayella’s case, to protect a woman’s virtue, are as common as dirt. The ongoing War on White males, which replaced the War on Black males over the last few decades, means that any gathering of White males is immediately suspect. And any accusation against them is true until proven false.

The 9,000 word Rolling Stone article in which Jackie’s fabrications were detailed (since retracted in practical totality by the magazine) caused an uproar not only on the University of Virginia campus, where all fraternity activity was immediately suspended until the end of the year, but also across the country, where feminist rape-baiters went quickly to work claiming this is what one in five women being raped at some point in their college careers looks like.

The problem, of course, is that none of it is true; neither Jackie’s story nor the notion that one in five college women are raped. Jackie’s story unraveled almost as quickly as it was published. The statistic that one in five women in college are raped comes from surveys done for the Centers for Disease Control that included every kind of later-regretted sexual encounter as a sexual assault, which then morphed into the one in five “rape” statistic. Department of Justice statistics measuring completed rapes don’t come anywhere near the one in five level as reported by public health authorities. According to the US Department of Justice, there were 3.1 completed rapes per 1,000 non-student females between the ages of 18 and 24 during the 1995-2013 period, compared with 2.0 completed rapes per 1,000 college student females during that time. So there is no epidemic of campus rape, and being a college student is actually about 1.5 times safer than not going to college, so far as the likelihood of being raped is concerned.

But it only takes a little common sense to know that the one in five number is nonsense. If twenty percent of young women going off to college were raped or unambiguously sexually assaulted, there would be a hue and cry reverberating through the land so great that it could not be ignored. White males would actually be lynched, instead of just crucified in social media. But twenty percent (a hundred percent?) of young women going off to college often get drunk and do things they later regret. Sometimes they get so drunk they couldn’t have really been able to consent to what they did, but then their dates were probably just as drunk. But that’s why they call it the walk of shame, not the walk of pride. Being stupid with one’s sexuality is nothing to be proud of, but the answer isn’t shifting the guilt to the White male scapegoat. The answer is to take charge of one’s sexuality, to own it as the most precious gift, like Tim Cook observed of his homosexuality, that God had bestowed.

In order to help with that task, I have devised Five Rules for College Women to Observe in the Conduct of Their Sexual Relations. These mostly arose from talks I have had with my high school senior daughter the last several months. The authority that a barely adult woman just arriving in college has over her sex life has got to be a scary and confusing thing for the young woman, especially in this day and age. And no matter how desperately feminists would have young women believe otherwise, with authority comes responsibility. So, here goes:

First, understand that men will say or do anything to have sex. It’s not their fault—it’s just the way they are made. They are biologically primed to aggressively seek out and find all the necessaries of life, including sex. The circuitry in the male brain that compels seeking is closely tied to the circuitry that engages violence. They will use physical force if necessary to get what they seek, but like all mammals, prefer less dangerous methods of acquisition, such as getting you drunk enough that your clothes just fall off of you, or sweet-talking you until you spread your legs, or both. But sweet can turn to mean in a New York minute, so be careful.

Second, no man who didn’t love you before you had sex with him will love you after you have had sex with him. If you think you can trade your sex for his love, you are mistaken, and will ultimately be disappointed, perhaps devastatingly so. But please, don’t go and try to fabricate some tale about being raped to make you feel better. And always remember the First rule when contemplating your disappointment. You should not have trusted him.

Third, women who sleep with multiple sex partners are not highly regarded in the community, no matter how much the social cesspool has tried to convince you otherwise. Randomly hooking up will ruin your reputation.. But the same can’t be said of men. Men who bed a lot of women are considered heroic. Sure it’s not fair, but it just is. Get over it and behave accordingly.

Fourth, having sex, particularly for the first time, is a huge emotional investment for a woman. Make sure your partner is emotionally invested in the relationship in a manner similar to you. Sex between two people who loved each other before there was any sex is a beautiful thing. Sex between a couple who aren’t so emotionally vested is at best unfulfilling, at worst tragic, especially if one partner cares deeply for the other, but the other is a cad.

Fifth, booze and boys don’t mix. Plain and simple. If you seek to protect God’s most precious gift, don’t get drunk and alone with a boy or a group of boys. Nothing good ever comes of such a circumstance. And while no boy should take advantage of you in your inebriated state, neither should you be so stupid that you think you can get drunk and rely on the kindness of strangers to protect your virtue. It’s just common sense. And remember, four-fifths of the time, the rape victim knows the rapist, even according to the more conservative Department of Justice statistics. Just because a guy seems nice does not mean he can’t turn mean. To prevent something untoward happening, it is best to never have impaired faculties when alone around men, and it is a good idea to just not be alone with a man until you know him, and maybe his whole family.

And a bonus: Discount everything you hear at the college orientation session about how sex should be conducted at the university. Nothing of what they are saying matters in the heat of the moment. The way to protect yourself is to prevent a situation from arising. Take charge of your sexuality just like you plan on taking charge of your coursework.