A friend sent me an interesting link about sexual harassment in the National Park Service:
A new report by a federal watchdog outlines a history of harassment on river trips through Grand Canyon National Park in which male park employees allegedly propositioned female colleagues for sex, touched them inappropriately and made lewd comments.
The report obtained by The Associated Press comes after 13 current and former Grand Canyon employees filed a complaint in September 2014 saying women had been abused over 15 years. It was released Tuesday by the Department of the Interior’s Office of Inspector General.
About a dozen people have faced disciplinary action for sexual misconduct since 2003, ranging from a written reprimand to termination. But investigators say those actions are inconsistent, and many alleged incidents go unreported or aren’t properly vetted by supervisors.
It makes for interesting reading, in that it flies in the face of the sparkling clean and wholesome image the NPS has always had. I mean, Smokey the Bear and all….
My friend had a different, and even better point, to make though when he sent me the article: “This story has merit only because the attackers weren’t Muslim.”
Sadly, my friend is right (he usually is). In Sweden, official institutions have rigorously downplayed or ignored rape. At the Gatestone Institute’s website, Ingrid Carlqvist regularly documents the crimes the Swedish media ignores. Her latest post has reports that ought to strike fear into the heart of every Swedish woman, and these are just a month’s worth of stories. Here are two examples:
December 23: One of the young Moroccans suspected of the cruel gang rape at Fåfängan in Stockholm in September, was acquitted by the Appeals Court. The woman said she was raped six times by four people and had feared for her life. In the District Court, three of the men were sentenced to six to nine months juvenile care, but the Appeals Court acquitted one of them as since it could not be proven that he was above 15 years of age and therefore criminally responsible. The victim told the daily, Aftonbladet , after the District Court sentencing that she was very sad, after what the men had done to her, that they had been treated so leniently.
December 24: Three young men from Afghanistan were sentenced to one year in prison by the Östersund District Court for having raped an underaged girl in 2013-2015. The circumstances are reminiscent of the grooming gangs that have been uncovered in the United Kingdom. When the first Afghan contacted the girl via Instagram, she was only 11 years old. and When they started meeting after a few weeks, she had just turned 12. The girl has told the police that she felt pressured into having sex with the Afghan, in part because he had threatened to tell her parents what they had done, and in part because he threatened to harm himself. She felt bad and “disgusted” about the situation, she said, when interviewed by the police. When the first Afghan moved away, two of his friends started taking advantage of the girl. The three Afghans claim to have been born in 1995, 1996 and 1997, but as they most likely came to Sweden as “unaccompanied refugee children,” they may well be far older. All three were convicted of child rape, but the sentences remained around one year in prison. The prosecutor did not move for them to be deported.
A year ago, Sweden had the kind of rape statistics that usually embarrass African nations:
In 1975, the Swedish parliament unanimously decided to change the former homogeneous Sweden into a multicultural country. Forty years later the dramatic consequences of this experiment emerge: violent crime has increased by 300%.
If one looks at the number of rapes, however, the increase is even worse. In 1975, 421 rapes were reported to the police; in 2014, it was 6,620. That is an increase of 1,472%.
Sweden is now number two on the global list of rape countries. According to a survey from 2010, Sweden, with 53.2 rapes per 100,000 inhabitants, is surpassed only by tiny Lesotho in Southern Africa, with 91.6 rapes per 100,000 inhabitants.
The numbers are undoubtedly worse a year later. Much as the Swedish government tries to hide the fact, it’s an open secret that Muslim immigrants or their sons commit these usually violent rapes:
Since 2000, there has only been one research report on immigrant crime. It was done in 2006 by Ann-Christine Hjelm from Karlstads University.
It emerged that in 2002, 85% of those sentenced to at least two years in prison for rape in Svea Hovrätt, a court of appeals, were foreign-born or second-generation immigrants.
Even if people had previously been disinclined to doubt these figures, after Germany’s Syrian-refugee rapefest on New Year’s Eve, the truth is coming home and its coming home hard: Muslim men rape. It’s their culture. Norway’s polite little “do not rape” talks will not change this culture. It is bred into the religion and the culture flowing from that religion. More than that, Mohammed made it quite clear that rape is an instrument of conquest and it is, indeed, a part of jihad. Consider it a Muslim man’s moral obligation to rape non-Muslim women (or, if he can get away with it, to rape Muslim women too, since the fact that he can rape them by definition means they must be bad Muslims). If you want a rape culture, don’t go to an American campus; go to any Muslim majority community that has contact with Western women.
It was in the context of Western sexual harassment (which we never stop talking about) and Muslim rape culture (which we’re only starting to talk about) that I thought of my own experiences living in America, traveling through Europe, and spending a bit of time in two strongly Muslim regions.
While traveling in the West (either America or the tourist enclaves of Europe), I’ve never been on the receiving end of sexual abuse, sexual assault, or even sexually suggestive behavior. (Actually, there was one exception to that last, and I’ll tell it to you in a minute.) In East Jerusalem and Tangier, however, both of which are Muslim areas, the male attention frightened me.
My immunity to being accosted in the West could be because I have all the charm of an old Latin teacher, but I’d like to think that’s not true. I prefer to think that, at least for the last 30 years or so, it’s because I read Gavin de Becker’s The Gift of Fear and Other Survival Signals that Protect Us From Violence. In the first or second chapter, de Becker wrote that interviews with men who assaulted women all told the same story: The women they assaulted looked like victims. These women had poor posture; a flat, dragging way of walking; and appeared unaware of their surroundings.
I decided then and there never to do any of that — which wasn’t hard because, as a short person, I’ve always made sure to have excellent posture, I’m too impatient to have anything but a purposeful walk, and I’m too paranoid to ignore my surroundings.
I also believe (and there’s no way to prove this, but I do believe) that, because my old-fashioned mother raised me to be a “lady” in the old-fashioned sense of the word, the male of the species acts like a gentleman in my presence.
Nowadays it helps too that I’m comfortable with martial arts, something else I feel affects my behavior.
None of those things helped in the Muslim world. My power walk, my dignity, even my martial arts chops, were irrelvant when dozens of men were blatantly giving me the once over in an aggressive way I’ve never experienced anywhere else.
Oh, and about that one exception to my claim that I’ve never even been on the receiving end of sexually suggestive behavior: When I was in Israel for the first time in 1980, I was a blonde, skinny, green-eyed American. One day, I was standing on a Tel Aviv sidewalk when a busload of soldiers pulled alongside me. I swear, those soldiers practically tipped the bus over to get a look at me and holler out their approval. I was a failure as a feminist, because I was immensely flattered. I didn’t feel in the least bit threatened; I just felt very complimented. The reason I was able to feel this way was because there was no threat. In Tel Aviv, a pretty girl could (and all did) walk alone in the streets at midnight to get home from a party. Israeli men admired feminine beauty; they did not assault it.