Lena Dunham does not deserve a pussypass for what she admitted to in her own memoirs and she should be held to the same outcome/punishment that a man would receive if he had admitted to such actions.
Dunham’s publishing company and her team of PR ‘damage control’ professionals are trying to divert attention from the facts she wrote about, and actively trying to squash the debate surrounding her deviant revelations.
Return of Kings has an excellent post entitled, The Lena Dunham Sexual Abuse Scandal Showcases The Double Standard Of Feminism, that exposes the double standards being played out now that a feminist, white, liberal left woman has admitted some very uncomfortable memories, that any other gender or race would be hung for.
From Return of Kings:
Imagine if a male celebrity was to write the following about his younger sister:
One day, as I sat in our driveway in Long Island playing with blocks and buckets, my curiosity got the best of me. Grace was sitting up, babbling and smiling, and I leaned down between her legs and carefully spread open her vagina. She didn’t resist and when I saw what was inside I shrieked.
My mother came running. “Mama, Mama! Grace has something in there!”
My mother didn’t bother asking why I had opened Grace’s vagina. This was within the spectrum of things I did. She just got on her knees and looked for herself. It quickly became apparent that Grace had stuffed six or seven pebbles in there. My mother removed them patiently while Grace cackled, thrilled that her prank had been a success.
…As she grew, I took to bribing her time and affection: one dollar in quarters if I could do her makeup like a “motorcycle chick.” Three pieces of candy if I could kiss her on the lips for five seconds. Whatever she wanted to watch on TV if she would just “relax on me.” Basically, anything a sexual predator might do to woo a small suburban girl, I was trying. Maybe, I thought, she would be more willing to accept kisses if I wore the face mask my grandmother had for when she did her dialysis. (The answer was no.) What I really wanted, beyond affection, was to feel that she needed me, that she was helpless without her big sister leading her through the world. I took a perverse pleasure in delivering bad news to her — the death of our grandfather, a fire across the street — hoping that her fear would drive her her into my arms, would make her trust me.
There is no doubt that these paragraphs, coming from a male celebrity, would be a national scandal. With the cheap moral smugness and facile self-righteousness that are as American as baseball and apple pie, the public would condemn the figure for molesting and trying to emotionally manipulate his poor younger sister.
Here is the actual excerpt from her book:
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