The Time I Used the "F" Word

Not my proudest moment, but here it is.

When I was nineteen years old, I was at my boyfriend’s house, hanging out with him and some of his friends. I think I may have been the only girl there at the time. We were laughing and having a good time, and I don’t even remember how the conversation turned, but all of a sudden one of the guys, whom I had previously thought was attractive, started to describe his ex-girlfriend. He shared with us how he had forced her to have sex with him. Everyone in the room laughed awkwardly, except me.

Now, if you know me, you know that I struggle with assertiveness, and practically run from confrontation. Buddy not at that moment.

“What the F*CK is wrong with you?! That’s RAPE!” I looked straight at him and screamed right into his face.

My friends, that F-Word came straight from my gut. I was horrified. I cannot even describe to you the intense outrage that overcame me. I completely ruined the mood; the guys went home shortly after that. I was so deeply shaken that I trembled for an hour… how could he do that? How could he be proud of it? And why did everybody laugh? Why was I the only one who spoke up?

That moment still haunts me. I wish I could say that that was the only time I’ve been in that situation.

I work in a male-dominant industry. For the most part I like it that way. Men can be juvenile, crude, and have an odd sense of humor, but I really do like how straight-forward and simple they are. However, through the years there have been many conversations that got me so fired up that I literally had to WALK AWAY to cool off. Only a couple of times have I spoken up because what was said was so completely over the top unacceptable that my temper got the best of me. Perhaps I could have spoken up more, but I do have to work with these (basically decent) guys every day.

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A few months ago, Fr Frank Pavone from Priests For Life sent out an email to his subscribers. He and his team were going to meet with a Mr Donald J. Trump, who was running for President of the United States at the time. He wanted to gain an understanding of who the man was and where he stands on the life issue. He asked his readers to respond to a survey.

The question was, “If you could ask Mr. Trump just one question, what would it be?”

I knew exactly what my question was, and I did not hesitate to go to the Priests For Life website and submit my answer:

“I would ask Mr Trump to describe the most beautiful woman he has ever met. That will tell you everything you need to know about him.”

I don't think Fr Pavone asked him my question, but unfortunately Mr. Trump answered it quite publicly, and a lot like that teenager not so long ago. You see, that man has never been an option for me. As terrible as the liberal alternative is, he can’t reverse the downward trajectory of our country. Because they BOTH embody the moral raw sewage that we as a nation have come to accept.

To those on the left who are happy to see the GOP falling apart, you are just as guilty and you know it. You helped create our cultural climate. You champion all kinds of sexual sins and promiscuity, shamelessly promoting contraception and abortion, and as much as you heap indignation on the ‘religious right’, you are equally judgmental and intolerant of what you perceive as moral absolutes. Where to you think men and women get the idea that women should be so available all the time? Maxim? Fifty Shades of Gray? Sex and the City? How about Beyonce and our own President’s endorsement of her? Get a life!

Women are designed to be receivers, which is a beautiful kind of vulnerability. If embraced properly, it is also a great strength, and has a leadership quality. It is to be respected and protected. But out of fear we have distorted, rejected, and abused this intrinsic characteristic of femininity, and it is bringing us down.

Our Lord said, Do Not Be Afraid. I rephrase it as this: "stop making decisions based on fear." I implore you, vote for someone else, anyone else, somebody other than the two criminals we have before us, somebody that you think may actually conduct themselves with some kind of dignity and respect for the rest of us.