Sixteen years ago, I was at a party, a wedding reception, where a man sexually assaulted a number of women in the room.
Specifically, he came up behind them and squeezed them on the bottom, then moved away before they could react.
One of the women told me what had happened, and then I discovered a number of them talking quietly to one another about it. They were all grossed out. No one was traumatized or wanted call the police and press charges that I recall.
At the time I wasn’t sure what to do. I would have liked to think that if I had witnessed the behavior I would have socked the guy in the jaw, but who knows? I hadn’t realized how such creeps rely on social expectations as a shield....READ MORE