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Short-Haired SJW Professor Falls for Palsied Retard
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Short-Haired SJW Professor Falls for Palsied Retard

This is a long story, but it contains many laughs. It features a progressive women, who works as an ethics professor fighting against privilege. She's married with two kids, but still manages to fall in love with a retard that can communicate only with her help. Eventually, she's convicted of raping him (because he couldn't consent to the sex acts) and now faces decades in prison.

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/10/25/magazi...field.html

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Here's how the NY Times describes Anna, the professor, and the retard, D.J.:

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What made them so uncomfortable was not that Anna was 41 and D.J. was 30, or that Anna is white and D.J. is black, or even that Anna was married with two children while D.J. had never dated anyone. What made them so upset — what led to all the arguing that followed, and the criminal trial and million-­dollar civil suit — was the fact that Anna can speak and D.J. can’t; that she was a tenured professor of ethics at Rutgers University in Newark and D.J. has been declared by the state to have the mental capacity of a toddler.

Anna does not agree with this assessment. She does not deny (as no one could) that D.J. is impaired: His cerebral palsy leaves him prone to muscle spasms in his face, his neck, his torso and his arms and hands. She acknowledges that it’s hard for him to stay in one position, that muscle contractions sometimes twist his spine and clench his fingers in a useless ball. It’s clear to her, as it is to everyone, that he has trouble making eye contact and keeping objects fixed in view. She knows that he wears diapers and cannot dress himself; that he can walk only if someone steadies him; and that otherwise he gets around by scooting on the floor. She knows that D.J. screams when he’s unhappy and chirps when he’s excited, but that he can’t control his vocal cords. Anna understands that even now, at 35, D.J. has never said a word.

Anna had worked to help D.J. communicate for years. Never mind that the method she used had been discredited years before.

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At the request of D.J.’s family, Anna began to work with him, using a controversial method known as ‘‘facilitated communication.’’ Starting with her hand beneath his elbow, she helped him point at pictures, and then at letters, and eventually at the buttons of a Neo, a hand-held keyboard with a built-in screen. With his hand in hers, she helped him type out words after 30 years of silence.

This is how D.J. speaks (with Anna's help, of course)

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Wesley and his mother had been thrilled with D.J.’s progress, but now, suddenly, they recoiled. [...] When Wesley told Anna he thought she had taken advantage of his brother, she could not muster a response. At last, with her help, D.J. began typing: ‘‘No one’s been taken advantage of. I’ve been trying to seduce Anna for years, and she resisted valiantly.’’ Then he typed another message, meant for Anna: ‘‘Kiss me.’’ Wesley walked out.

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Here's the sex, which is the funniest thing I've read in a while:

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D.J. typed, ‘‘Do you think it’s even possible with my cerebral palsy for us to make love?’’

They met the following Sunday at D.J.’s house, while his mother was at church. They tried to kiss while lying down on D.J.’s bed, on the theory that it would be easier, given his impairments. But D.J. kept sitting up, and then he lowered himself onto the floor. Anna offered him the keyboard and asked if anything was wrong. Nothing’s wrong, he typed, he was very happy, but also overwhelmed — he needed a minute. Anna said O.K., and D.J. scooted out into the hall. ‘‘Look, whatever we’re going to do, you set the pace,’’ she told him. ‘‘You call the shots. This is all about what feels right for you. I just love being close to you in whatever way works for you and for your body. No pressure.’’

A few minutes later she was naked.

‘‘I’ve dreamed about this,’’ he typed.

At his request, she said, she pushed down his pants, loosened his diaper and performed oral sex on him. They never finished — ‘‘I was close,’’ D.J. typed — but they had tickets for a disability-­related film festival at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. They were going to see ‘‘Wretches & Jabberers,’’ a 2010 documentary about F.C. produced by Douglas Biklen, the founder of the Syracuse institute.

A week later, Anna recalled, the couple tried to have sex in Anna’s office at Conklin Hall, with condoms, a blanket and an exercise mat. It didn’t work, and they ended up just sitting on the floor together, Anna talking and D.J. typing. Anna asked him if he might want to see some pornography, ‘‘to see what things looked like and different positions people used and that sort of thing.’’ She said she wouldn’t want to pay for porn or watch anything offensive, but that she would be O.K. with finding free clips on the Internet that depicted couples engaging in mutually pleasurable intercourse. He demurred, typing out that in his view the women in porn are being exploited, and that, besides, Anna was more beautiful than any porn star, and he really wanted to be thinking only about her when they finally made love.

The following Sunday in her office, it finally happened. D.J. ‘‘was very happy with what was going on,’’ she said in court. If he needed to say something, he would bang the floor, and she would pause to set him up with the keyboard. ‘‘It was a few hours from getting undressed to afterglow,’’ she said. When they were finished, he typed: ‘‘I feel alive for the first time in my life.’’

That quote about porn from D.J. proves that this bitch is making everything up. That and the stopping the blowjob to make it to some museum exhibit on time. She Ouija boards his responses for him, in the naïve hope that a retard is actually some genius. Really, she was motivated by the fact that D.J. is an SJW saint. His privilege is the lowest it could possibly be. He's poor, black, and retarded. And by fucking him, she hopes that he can anoint her with some of that anti-privilege juice, so the world would know how enlightened she is.
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Short-Haired SJW Professor Falls for Palsied Retard

Self-promoting, but, dupe thread: thread-50828.html

It's more fucked up than you think. This feminist has a hard-on about race, promotes black racism to combat white racism, and her victim was black.

Remissas, discite, vivet.
God save us from people who mean well. -storm
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