An Issue with Victim Blaming

I don’t fully understand why some people have a tendency to victim blame. Who, or what, are they trying to protect? To me, victim blaming has a very real political consequence. If you blame the victim, you insinuate that the victim performed some form of abnormal, harm-attracting behaviour and anyone who performs such behaviour is liable to be harmed by an ordinary human being turned criminal. That is to say, every human being is a monster on the inside, just waiting to be triggered by the ‘abnormal behaviour’ of an innocent. We are all capable of being murderers, rapists etc.

This is in contrast to blaming the criminal. By doing so, you point out that the abnormal behaviour lies in the hands of the criminal and that harming others is not a natural human thing to do. Whether humans are truly monsters or benevolent inside is a philosophical argument for another day, but what I’m trying to point out is: a victim blamer paints all of humanity, including himself, as a plausible criminal. The idea of the villain becomes represented in the hubbub of everyday life. And though they may not be fully conscious of this idea, repeated outright victim blaming no doubt has the potential to embed this dangerous idea within the skeletal workings of society. And I fear a future built upon such ideas as its foundation. Be careful what you say or do, especially in a public space. One rule of communication is: everything has its consequences.


Not Anywhere

“Maybe I can find you in a parallel story.”

There once was a man who loved a woman very much. So much, in fact, that word of his love was caught by the four winds and reached the ears of the gods and goddesses in their distant abode. Thrilled, they kept their eye on him as he courted her, watching the nuances of his every move, hanging on every word he spoke and thought about her. In the eons they had dwelled above planet Earth, they had never witnessed a love as raw, as sweet – sweet as, perhaps, the flavour of the first fruit. Particularly enthralled was the Goddess of Love. Forgoing sleep, she watched every dream the man imagined of his muse, smiling all the while.
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My 2nd Publication!

Super excited to present my 2nd publication ever: The World Inside Our Pages! Unlike my first, this one diverges from my usual fantasy-spectacle style and grounds itself in a very real story, one that I hope will tug at the heartstrings of anyone who has ever harboured doubts about local education. I’d like to thank Unseen Magazine for this amazing opportunity (dreams coming true right here!) as well as my kids from Symbal Magazine who were always there when I needed advice. Hope you give it a read and, if you do, hope you enjoy it!

The World Inside Our Pages

My first publication: The Clockwork Demon