The Secret Diary of Donald J Trump, aged 7i ¾
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Estrupo Nunca Mais
It’s taken a couple o’ days well for the rage to simmer low enough – and the heart to steel itself tough enough – to contemplate the gang rape of the 16-year-old child in Rio last week by perhaps up to as many as 33 men, including her 17-year-old boyfriend. The world knows of it because several of her assailants posted pictures and video of her and the crime, some turning her degradation into selfie-opportunities; one particularly low low-life made what he thought was a good joke about it.
The blood boils, of course, and the instinct is to rush to their favela and rape them oneself, using objects as blunt as them, if necessary. But that would be throwing gasoline on an open fire. The Christians have it right in this case: rather than punish them, we must try to understand and forgive them; and do our best to heal them, and ourselves. If we do not get off the path of retributive violence, we will remain on it. Enough to learn and apply the two Portuguese phrases that have dominated the Internet since the tragedy: the hashtag, estrupo nunca mais – rape never again – and “Estamos todas sangrado”.
We are all bleeding.