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So, then, tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should women take?! Yours is the most egregious and spurious perspective flung at women.

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken to have NOT been told I couldn’t be an artist because “there are no women artists?”

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken to have NOT had the man I trained be hired for a higher salary, then promoted above me, only to rely on me to make him look good in the job for which I trained him?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken to NOT be interrupted or dismissed when I tried to contribute in a meeting, or to have my ideas recycled and claimed by some man, and acclaimed by the rest of the men — IN THE SAME MEETING?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken at eight or nine years old NOT to be molested by a relative? What should I have done or said to be believed when I told what he’d done to me?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken in the eighth grade? I was an awkward, chubby red-haired, weird artist girl who felt so ashamed of my own rapidly developing puberty that I was strapping down my bosom and weary baggy layers — IN FLORIDA — to hide my increasing femininity. When the teacher sent me to take something to the office during the middle of a class one day, none of that prevented me almost being gang raped on school grounds! Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken the day I was sitting at my desk at work, in a blouse buttoned all the way up to my neck with a broach at the neck, and a blazer? What Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken against that construction engineer inspector who leaned down next to me, ostensibly to go over a report I was transcribing for him ? Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken when he somehow “accidentally” cupped my breast?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken walking down all a public street, past a construction site next to where I worked? What “responsible precautions” would have prevented those catcalls and lewd gestures?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken against all those “innocent” comments on my physical endowments?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken against all those bawdy jokes?

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken against cultural misogynistic micro-aggressions that are part of a woman’s very existence? As my former little league baseball team’s pinch hitter, I was the best batter on the team — that didn’t stop them taunting other boys with “you swing like a girl” when the boys struck out.

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken the evening my college friends and I went to an alcohol-free, church sponsored dance club. A guy pushed up to the counter between me and one of my friends. He leaned in and said something lewd while grinding his groin against my leg — and I realized his erect member was exposed at the time.

Tell me, Mr. Dogma Vat, what “responsible precautions” should I have taken on that third date with Mr. “he’s such a nice young man.” Mr. “nice young man” had picked me up each time at my parents’ house. He’d sat at my parents’ kitchen table. He’d gone to church with us. Those first two dates he’d been every thing you’d expect from a decent, respectful “nice young man.” Then, on that third date, he’s driving home from the movie, reaches over and holds my hand. After a few seconds, he pulls my hand to his lap and puts it on his exposed, erect member.

We don’t want your answer to any of those questions. You do not have the answers. The only thing we require from you is an earnest and heartfelt #IBelieveYou.