![]() I also ached for the woman who was gang-raped in Delhi. ![]() The letters Wuornos wrote during her incarceration on Death Row are full of longing, laughter, and anger. When she became pregnant, her grandfather (who raised her) sent her away. A Led Zeppelin-loving, hip-hugger-wearing hitchhiker who was raped by age fourteen and abandoned. She fought to survive within a system that refused to value and protect the kind of woman she was: five-feet-four inches tall. It is both empowering and heartbreaking, because Wuornos represents the fury of a wronged girl-gone-wild, whose rage was unleashed on men. ![]() Bring on Aileen Wuornos.ĭear Dawn: Aileen Wuornos in Her Own Words is a collection of letters to Wuornos’s childhood friend Dawn Botkin, edited by Daphne Gottlieb and Lisa Kester. Bring on a blonde, butch, Quentin Tarantino-tinted vigilante drifter, rising from the lava with a clenched, wet fist. Phyllis Cheslerīring on chilly revenge served by an armed prostitute with a hard-on for chicks. You were gang-raped, tied up, sometimes left to die, by so many boys and men, that you had to have been traumatized…No matter how tough a woman or soldier (has) to be, one does not walk away from such torture completely unscathed.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |