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Irene Dunne photographed by Roman Freulich, 1932

Irene Dunne and Cary Grant.


The Young Martyr by Paul Delaroche

stormy seas + memories of earlier this winter

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“Dry Cleaning" by Eugenia Loli.
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Lee Setford, a British man, was convicted of raping a woman who was asleep on his couch and sentenced to five years in prison. But Judge Michael Mettyear had some sympathy for Setford, saying:

"I do not regard you as a classic rapist. I do not think you are a general danger to strangers. You are not the type who goes searching for a woman to rape.

This was a case where you just lost control of normal restraint. She was a pretty girl who you fancied. You simply could not resist. You had sex with her.”

Classic. Rapist. You know the kind. The man lurking in the bushes or dark alley, replete with ski mask and machete, waiting for unsuspecting women to grab hold of and take against their will. The bad men. Those real rapists. The ones born with the impulse to rape, pillage, and plunder with no regard for human life. You’re not one of those guys, the judge was essentially saying, so I feel bad for you.

The term “classic rapist” shows that people still don’t understand what rape is

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