For three years the world knew her only as Emily Doe.
"In the newspapers my name was unconscious intoxicated woman. Ten syllables and nothing more than that." Her attacker had been convicted of three felonies. The judge gave him six months because he was worried prison would have a severe impact on him. He served three months. Then walked free.
She sat in that courtroom and read her statement directly to him. Every word of what had been done to her. Every consequence she had lived with since. Every thing the system had decided didn't matter enough. It was posted online. Read 11 million times in four days. Translated into dozens of languages. Read aloud on the floor of Congress.
California passed mandatory minimum sentences for attacks like hers. Broadened the legal definition of what the law recognised as r**e. The judge was recalled from the bench - the first California judicial recall in 86 years. Then she told the world her real name. Her name is Chanel Miller.
- I’m not racist I’m just racist to you
- I speak French so well I misunderstood you and titled my open letter “carte ouverte”
- I’m indigenous btw
- what I said was horrible so I deleted it, now apologize for VIOLENTLY responding to me or I will sue!
- also you hate women
I live in an apartment that I rent. If I wanted to invite a Vampire into my home, would I be able to? Or would he have to go through my landlord, the legal owner, in order to enter?
when the trees are gone & the water is no longer clean & our natural resources are depleted & they’re trying to sell us bottled air like the fucking lorax, when nature becomes a luxury & the bees disappear and the food supply dwindles, at least you owned the libs, am I right?!