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Elizabeth Smart

Just starting her new book...



I wanted to post though, something she said several months ago when she was speaking to a group on 'human trafficking' at John Hopkins University...

Smart, who grew up in a Mormon family, said that her abstinence-only education (a teacher compared women who had sex before marriage to chewing gum) made her rape at the hands of her abductor more demoralizing.
“I thought, “Oh my gosh, I’m that chewed up piece of gum, nobody re-chews a piece of gum. You throw it away.’ And that’s how easy it is to feel like you no longer have worth, you no longer have value. Why would it even be worth screaming out? Why would it even make a difference if you are rescued? Your life still has no value.”
We hadn't pegged Smart for a budding feminist critic of purity culture, but if she keeps it up, she should probably find somewhere to have campaign donations sent.

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