An excellent piece of feedback which puts things better than my story did!:
Finally someone has taken on the "caretakers of
the world's official attitudes" to show them up
for the hypocrites that they are.
It has become apparent that love is not love until
some guardian of morality says that it is. Every
tender feeling from affection to lust must be
carefully scrutinized as to its suitability. The
narrator of the story objects to that in her way.
She recalls her own "molestation" as a sort of
initiation into the realm of sexual desire, though
one that is forced. Yes, the perpetrator took
advantage of his position to digitally assault the
girl. There is no suggestion in the story that
this is at all right. The girl was affronted, violated, which was wrong. she knew it then and knows it now. The point she wishes to make, however, is that despite the truth of it, she is not a victim.
Instead of taking the easy road of pointing an
accusing finger at the now aged perpetrator, with
which all of society is bound to concur, she takes
not only a more charitable view but one that is
infinitely more mature and protective of herself.
She is not a helpless victim of anyone's advances.
She did not like what the man did but she dealt
with it in a mature way. Far from being
emotionally and psychologically scarred, she
learned from the incident that her body is her
own. In anyone's estimation, that's a valuable
She also learned that there is an incongruity
between the need to see herself empowered to
recover from her assault with her self esteem and
pride intact and the societal view that's she been
irrevocably "wronged" and will always be dependent
upon some paternal figure for her own self worth.
Our narrator is also pleading for recognition of
the need for some sense of proportion in regard to
these cases. No one, it should be pointed out,
died as a result of anything the perpetrator did.
The same cannot be said, she tells us, about the
"leaders" of government and industry that, for
example, send young people to fight other young
people over something so flimsy and unworthy as
national honor and something infinitely more
concerning: the preservation of business,
military, and social dominance. The same cannot be
said for corporate heads whose business practices
regularly result in the deaths of children in the
The willingness of the media to parade old men in
front of the rest of us and to brand them as
"others" apparently doesn't extend to those whose
worship of profit takes preference over clear
human need. Our narrator is rightly concerned
about whether or not the little boy and little
girl in that village in Ethiopia will be alive
when she returns. Three hundred African and Asian
children die every day for want of clean water
when it is well within our capability to provide
She is right to want some justice to be done in
the world. And it has nothing whatsoever to do
with pursuing the perpetrators of perceived child
molestation in the UK or the US.
I thought the story was a reasoned and urgent plea
for sanity that was well written and powerful.