Speaking up for the sluts - 1
The world is become extremely sensitive to the problem of sexual harassment. That is a good thing. The problem is, what constitutes sexual harassment is extremely subjective. What is just friendly behaviour for someone may be sexual harassment for someone else. It depends on your mindset. It is important to be as inclusive as possible to people with different mindset. This is something that is understood, but sadly one community gets perpetually ignored in this matter. Its mindset is not acknowledged.
I speak on behalf of the slut community.
The contributions of the slut community to society have always been overlooked. Sluts always functioned in the background, providing an indispensible service for centuries, looking after the well-being of those who move the world. Does anyone keep track of how many decisions in trade and politics were facilitated by the moist embrace of a vagina, or how many misgivings melted away under the ministrations of a skilled tongue? What would an office be like, if we eliminated the office slut? How long would it take for boredom to kill people into the stifling, hectic atmosphere of the corporate world?
And yet, who has cared for the sluts? Did anyone think of them while all these sexual harassment guidelines were formulated?
Nalini, a young professional in Bengaluru, went to work one day, thinking it was going to be just another day. As she stepped into the crowded lift, going up to her office, she didn’t expect today to be anything different. But it was. Today, no one fondled her behind on the way up. Not one person. This had never happened before. As she stepped off the elevator, Nalini turned around and looked at the men who had been standing behind her. Not one of them had the nerve to look into her accusing eyes. It left Nalini feeling hurt and confused. It was only later that she came to know that most of these men had attended a seminar on sexual harassment policies the previous day.
Nalini is a slut, and has been one for as long as she can remember. She has made numerous contributions to the company. And yet, when such policies were adopted, no one thought about the impact that it would have on her. This is not to say that there should be absolutely no guidelines, but they should be sensitive to the needs of diverse individuals. You cannot have a blanket policy for all.
A month later, the pain and humiliation that began that day has multiplied. Nalini has started looking for employment elsewhere. She no longer belongs in this place; she is very clear about that. One wonders if there is any place for her, but one can only hope.
I speak on behalf of the slut community.
The contributions of the slut community to society have always been overlooked. Sluts always functioned in the background, providing an indispensible service for centuries, looking after the well-being of those who move the world. Does anyone keep track of how many decisions in trade and politics were facilitated by the moist embrace of a vagina, or how many misgivings melted away under the ministrations of a skilled tongue? What would an office be like, if we eliminated the office slut? How long would it take for boredom to kill people into the stifling, hectic atmosphere of the corporate world?
And yet, who has cared for the sluts? Did anyone think of them while all these sexual harassment guidelines were formulated?
Nalini, a young professional in Bengaluru, went to work one day, thinking it was going to be just another day. As she stepped into the crowded lift, going up to her office, she didn’t expect today to be anything different. But it was. Today, no one fondled her behind on the way up. Not one person. This had never happened before. As she stepped off the elevator, Nalini turned around and looked at the men who had been standing behind her. Not one of them had the nerve to look into her accusing eyes. It left Nalini feeling hurt and confused. It was only later that she came to know that most of these men had attended a seminar on sexual harassment policies the previous day.
Nalini is a slut, and has been one for as long as she can remember. She has made numerous contributions to the company. And yet, when such policies were adopted, no one thought about the impact that it would have on her. This is not to say that there should be absolutely no guidelines, but they should be sensitive to the needs of diverse individuals. You cannot have a blanket policy for all.
A month later, the pain and humiliation that began that day has multiplied. Nalini has started looking for employment elsewhere. She no longer belongs in this place; she is very clear about that. One wonders if there is any place for her, but one can only hope.
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