Letters is a fictional story which addresses the social ill known as violence against women. As with all fictional stories, the characters are not real. Lillianna, the name of one of my characters, is also the name of my favorite grocery store in Pasig City. I’m not saying I named my character after that store, which could constitute an infringement of rights, I just offer this particular coincidence as an example. Ergo the standard disclaimer which precedes this Foreword.
That disclaimer takes on added importance when writing about a topic like domestic violence. Because the prevalence and pandemic character of the disease claims millions upon millions of victims globally each year, it is not difficult for a reader to recognize someone they know, believe they know, or maybe even directly identify with the story themselves.
Today, the depiction of violence against women is a standard inclusion in just about every Hollywood film and television series, including animated features. Young women are depicted as promiscuous exhibitionists, who are sexually uninhibited, even deviant; older women are typically depicted as sexually frustrated ‘cougars.’ Each is cast as being in desperate, constant search of sexual encounters.
The exploitation of women is maintained as advertisers saturate prime time commercial slots with scantily clad, flirtatious, seductive women. Some say this is uncounterable mal-education of millions of young girls watching all; others say it is in fact a well calculated, intentional brainwashing of those millions of young girls.
In both, full length features and television series, violent acts against women are being depicted in ever growing detail. Just about every conceivable act of violence and humiliating act has been played out in the most graphic, spine chilling way. However, despite special effects and artistic make-up skills being what they are today, Hollywood has refused to truly, graphically enter the world of domestic abuse, or venture into the act of humiliation and physical torture of a women.
Hollywood loves showing you the brutal tales of conquering barbarians and marauding kings, glorifying the battling masculine protagonist and antagonist, sparing no corn syrup as heads go flying, yet it has refused to tell a story the likes of which I will tell you now, and which others have told before me.
While Hollywood gingerly and aesthetically works sex into mainstream theaters, pornographers, on the other hand, have no problem delving head long into the true plight of the woman to the tune of approximately 2 billion dollars per year. But let’s be clear, pornographers have no interest in the human and civil rights of women; they virtually live on the blatant exploitation of women. And please keep in mind that pornographers do not use stunt doubles, trick photography or special effects. The women of pornography actually endure the humiliating, torturous acts being performed on them, acts that are not always sexual.
Still, while pornographers seem to have no boundaries, or fear of the law, while they teeter on their own blurred lines in production of more and more graphic human torture and humiliation films, not one producer that I’m aware of has dared cross into the area I will be taking you into.
One more quick note about the two venues. Hollywood is the classic fantasy movie maker. The maker of love stories. The maker of endearing rags to riches stories. The maker of comedies and heart felt coming of age stories, which make us all smile and be glad we are alive and living in this unicorn and butterfly society. Alas, fantasy. Pornographers, on the other hand, offer a more realistic, present day, and historical perspective of the ongoing total humiliation, brutal physical abuse, and ultra-violent sexual assaults on women.
While some pornographers try to interject a measure of fantasy, or even some semblance of a story line into their productions, most don’t even bother. The ultimate goal is to provide a product in overwhelming demand for a very particular customer: the closet homosexual male.
This man is only interested in watching one scene over and over and over. He wants to see a woman dominated. He wants to see her subjected to as much humiliation and physical abuse as she can possibly be subjected to at the hands of another man, or better, at the hands of many men.
Ironically, his focus is on the male in the film more so than the woman. He watches intensely as he controls and dominates her. He watches as she is bound and gagged, slapped and choked. He watches as she is penetrated, not vaginally rather anally. Finally, he watches as the male ejaculates on her; particularly, on her face and mouth.
The genres of porn run the gambit. Virtually everything is offered from school girls in plaid skirts and white socks, to the aging MILF cruising the local meat market (pun intended). But always in high demand is the classic gang bang. In this film, the woman truly is but a prop. The true show, for the closet homosexual is the multiple nude men, usually standing, masturbating, while waiting their turn.
This is society’s frustrated, angry, closet homosexual’s pornography; he can be discovered with this by his girlfriend, his wife, or his neighbor. He can invite his straight friends to watch with him, without fear of identification only because there is a woman in the production. But as research has found, as he watches, he fantasizes; for if it were not for social stigmas, he would gladly be there in her place, relishing his own violation by dominant men; real men.
But alas, social stigmas do prevail. He is trapped in a marriage of necessity; he sleeps with a woman he hates to touch, and the frustration builds, and the anger swells. But, there is more.
There are those men who not only want to watch the brutal abuse of a woman, but even her death. These are true misogynist homosexuals. Fortunately for them there are the producers of snuff films.
These films include all the above and the added feature of at least the allusion that the woman is killed by her abusers. But, make no mistake; there are records of actual murders being committed on film. And with that, I will offer a quick quasi-anecdote.
I read of a case where a man complained to a therapist about a snuff film he had viewed. The complaint wasn't that two women were being murdered on film; the complaint alleged that the women being tortured to death were so drugged up by the producer they were not responding enough to the physical torture they were being subjected to. I guess that supports the adage, you can’t please everyone, not even your neighborhood misogynist snuff film watcher.
Now for my closer on snuff films. The makers of these sadistic, grotesque films with their unrestrained, physical assault and mutilation, the very murder of a woman, actually produce the closest, most historically correct depiction of misogynist man’s on going obsession with femicide.
While you may be shaking your head at that statement; while all this may sound fantastic and truly fictional, understand that all you just read is very much fact based; and, it is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg.
Whatever your level of personal knowledge on the subject, whatever you level of personal experience, I believe you will learn something new from the interactions of Lillianna, Brandon, and Michael. I believe by the end of this story you will realize you’re not in Kansas anymore, nor Nebraska, nor anywhere safe.
I believe you will finish the story with a new perspective on our global society as a whole.
Please approach Letters with, first and foremost, an open mind. If you read something that contradicts what you have been taught, file it away and move on. If you read something that counters your personal beliefs, just remind yourself, this is a work of fiction. Stay focused on the characters, it’s their lives, their conversations you’re reading.
In regards to the religious references, it does not matter whether you believe man was created from dust in a garden, man evolved from a fish that walked out of the sea, man evolved from an ape that mastered the use of tools, or man was simply beamed down by Scottie. Understand that I cannot promote conjecture based abstract ideas while focusing on the delivery of factual information. I can only adhere to concrete, proven, substantiated facts; facts qualified by properly registered archaeological artifact(s), academia and historian certified events, and/or universally accepted and duly codified published documents, writings, and books. Therefore, for this story, I promote the one and only single, undeniable, irrefutable fact regarding our existence: man is born of woman; therefore, man will die at some point after being born of woman.
Having said that, I will tell you this. I do interject my own personal beliefs in regards to God and spirituality, despite both qualifying as abstract concepts. My inclusion of those two concepts in this work is purely to help balance the concrete evil, which is dominating. Again, this is a fictional story; there has to be a good to counter the bad otherwise it would simply read as a statement of fact.
Finally, Letters is written at a level that should maximize reaching the emerging reader and ESL reader. If you know a young pre-teen, recommend this story. If you are a teacher, include on your independent reading list. We cannot continue to allow man to dictate what lies and fabrications our children are to know as the history of the world, especially our female students. Our children must learn the truth about their global society, the good with the despicable, if they are to successfully undertake the changes needed to counter the ills of this world.
Thank you for reading Letters.