|How to be a "bad girl" in India today cartoon (BBC.com/blogs-trending)|
In India today men might rape a woman on a bus and use the excuse, like the man sentenced to death is doing, that he was merely "teaching her a lesson." It's not his fault; he just did the doing. It's her fault, you see, for "provoking" him. She's dead from her injuries after a horrifically violent gang rape, which she resisted, he said, but he's the victim of her provocation. The shocking thing here is not the blaming of the actual victim, it is how many people agree, women as well as men, in India and some parts of fundamentalist Christian America. She was the "aggressor" pushing him, "Rape me, rape me"? Maybe she couldn't find a football player to do it. Hey, come to Vanderbilt next time.
|Hey, animal-killer, Mara's coming.|
|Ambapali's beauty (vebidoo.de)|
Stepping out of her slippers -- her hands raised before me, palm-to-palm over her heart -- she softly, tenderly, in measured words spoke to me first:
"You are young, recluse. Heed my message: Partake of human sensuality! I will give you luxury. Truly, I vow to you, I will tend to you as to a fire.
"When we are aged, both leaning on canes, then we will both become ascetics, winning the benefits of both worlds." [Liberation, spiritual salvation, all of that can wait.]
And seeing her before me -- a courtesan, ornamented, finely clothed, hands palm-to-palm over her heart -- like a snare of death laid out, apt attention [mindful realization] arose in me, the drawbacks appeared, disenchantment stood at an even keel: With that, my heart/mind was released.
See the Dharma's true rightness! The Three Knowledges have been attained; the Buddha's bidding, done.
What about the Courtesan?
|You don't own me.|
But Ambapali got to talk to the Buddha directly so that her tarnished reputation and the disrepute heaped on her by the influential men who also spoke to the Buddha could not bring her down.
|We're No Angels (illustration by Penelope Dullaghan/Kathryn Harrison/nytimes.com)|
|You mean I can make history? Wow.|
A sex worker is fine. A sex worker with a heart of gold or with higher business or educational aspirations is not a compliment but an insult that accuses anyone who works without these societally-approved goals in the fore. Some people are victims but can't say they are victims because they will simply be accused of crying and complaining for their own choices.
|(Liz Curtis Higgs/parable.com)|
The world is far more interested in the flying carpets we call "bad girls" than the throw rugs most of are or act like we are. The most famous explanation of why this is was once uttered by social scientist Laurel Thatcher Ulrich: