Where’s Mary Jackson…
I’ve only just spotted this. I’ve been too busy womaning the barricades and plotting the feminist revolution.
Here’s what I think – this scheming tart should be prosecuted and banged up for at least five years. And the prosecutor for ten. A woman who made a false accusation in the UK was recently jailed for a year.
Making money out of her crime is doubly disgusting. Whatever the book says, it is disgusting. Even if she’s sorry – you shouldn’t make money out of remorse, but quietly go and stew in it.
I hold no brief for women who make false rape accusations – I just don’t think that it’s that common, or that it is the main problem when it comes to rape cases, which is guilty men getting off. And I certainly take issue with the glee with which the Mac Donalds of this world seize on this case as if it were proof that “slutty” women are liars. (Are “slutty” men – if such a word were used about men – liars?)
But yes, Crystal Magnum – I know it’s Mangum – but Magnum is better – can pop her cork and fizz off.
