David Lisak is Awesome Sauce
If you haven’t already, take a look at this video of psychologist David Lisak standing up for rape victims. I don’t have too much else to say other than: David Lisak is my hero. And, also, I want to emphasize this quote:
Somehow all we can do is take the statement from the victim, take the statement from the alleged perpetrator, and then throw up our hands because they’re saying conflicting things and we don’t know how to resolve this. That’s not how we investigate other crimes. You know, in almost any other circumstance, if we have an alleged perpetrator, we begin an investigation. And it doesn’t end with asking the alleged perpetrator whether or not they did the crime.
Because that’s what happened to me. I was grilled and grilled and grilled about my rape, presumably to make sure that my story was the same each time I told it. And yet, all they had to do was talk to my rapist, who claimed the sex was consensual. I was then sent on my merry way. No investigation, no further questions asked. We can’t prosecute. Not enough evidence.
Lisak makes a great point here. In no other scenario do we simply tell victims, “Well, we’re sorry, but the guy says he didn’t do it!”
In fact, we sometimes are willing to presume that someone did something based strictly on their appearance, or the car they’re driving, or the part of town they’re driving in. And in those cases, what the alleged perpetrator says he/she did or didn’t do doesn’t matter much at all! So why are we so damned convinced that accused rapists are already telling the truth? What do they have to do in order to be taken to task? Hand themselves over, in handcuffs? When we rape victims report a rape, we’re giving you the name of the goddamn perpetrator. All you have left to do is investigate the crime! We’ve already handed you a NAME! Because we KNOW THE GUY! And yet, that’s still not enough. Sorry, Lady. He says he didn’t do it. Better luck next time.
So thank you, David Lisak. Thanks for being this rape survivor’s hero. Thanks for believing me, implicitly.