I have been through at least three rounds of social media trauma posting about creepy dudes, the harm they cause, the network of winks and denial that protects them, and the lives they wreck.
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and no-one really cares except those who know the acid burn of the shame in their bones, not at what was done but at the gullibility that put them there and the lies they told themselves.
No-one else cares, not unless it’s touched them personally, though by the goddess they pretend to when it’s politically expedient, when it’s one of ‘theirs’, not one of ‘ours’, and still the great majority are angrier at the suggestion that they might have done something wrong, that their entitlement might be thwarted, that their good pal might not be a good guy,
there is always more anger at the accusation than at the accused. Always, always, always - until suddenly everybody is so sorry about that one particular individual, but damned if there’s a pattern, oh no, gods forbid we say there is a pattern.
@CommonMugwort Yep. I warned about Neil Gaiman in the 80s. I lost my publisher.
I read a lot of stories, and I told some of mine - not the worst ones - and I shouted and boosted and quoted and cried. I heard ‘brave’, and ‘good for you’, and ‘well done’, and ‘this will change things’ and I know, I KNOW a million other fuckers, some of them famous, most of them not, are still out there doing exactly the same thing, protected in exactly the same ways,