And So It Is

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The thing I hate about war the most, besides the killing, the death, the depair at those who have been lost, is the rape. It is the unskpoken part of it. Even in the case of there being a "good guy" and a "bad guy," there is still rape on the part of the "good guy." The liberators rape. Yes, there is rape on the part of the "bad guy," too. The aggressors.

I shouldn't be surprised. I know this. It is always at the forefront of my mind. Still, I am reshocked to read that people forced into the army in Darfur were ordered to rape young girls. And that men complied with this order. That 12 year old girls were run down by grown men, thrown to the ground and brutally raped...and then left while they chased down the next girl. That men who could not carry out the act physically still chased these young girls down and attempted to force their limp manhood to do the job.

I shouldn't be surprised. And I am not surprised. But I am sickened. And I feel helpless. WHAT ABOUT THESE GIRLS?!? These girls who have to live with this. Who are scarred by their parents being killed in front of them. And then who are scarred by this rape agenda. These poor girls who are brutalized.

Then the guilt sets in. What are we doing about these girls. The whole world knows it is happening. That it has happened. Who is helping these girls? I know--food and shelter is a concern. Getting them to a safe spot. Working on disease not spreading in cramped conditions. Then what? How do we, from a midwestern state, make an impact on these girls? How can we contribute to their well-being? And most importantly, how can we prevent this from happening in the future?

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