Okay everybody, grab a box of tissues.  We're going for a ride in the waaaaaaaahmbulance.

I'm going to post the Daily Beast article in its entirety, adding emphasis of my own.

"A former Google executive has filed suit claiming he faced retaliation and was eventually fired because he reported sexual misconduct by a colleague. Ryan Olohan, 48, claims the tech giant swept his complaint under the rug because he is a man and the alleged aggressor is a woman. According to the New York Post, the suit alleges that Tiffany Miller groped Olohan at a business dinner in 2019--and then began reporting him for microaggressions after he went to human resources. Miller denies it. “This lawsuit is a fictional account of events filled with numerous falsehoods, fabricated by a disgruntled ex-employee, who was senior to Ms. Miller at Google,” her spokesman said. “Ms. Miller never made any ‘advance’ toward Mr. Olohan, which witnesses can readily corroborate.”

What drew my snark about this was my personal experience.  I recall working at a certain law firm in Chicago back in the day.  One of the attorneys was a notorious creeper.  He would lean against our shoulders while we did his work. None of us were comfortable with having his genitals on our arms.

None of the women in my work group appreciated his leering looks or his double-entendre comments.  At one point he brought in a box of vintage porn photos that he claimed had belonged to a deceased client, and he supposedly needed his secretary to inventory them.  She was to number each one and give them descriptive titles, which she declined.

When I finally got fed up with his bullshit, I went to HR and complained.  They immediately told him who had complained.  Then he came straight to me and gave me shit about it, immediately, and each day thereafter.  He was a partner, I was at the bottom of the typing pool.  They made no attempt to prevent him hassling me about it.

A few weeks later I was "reduced in force" for lack of work.  Then they hired someone else to replace me.  Did I have the means to sue the law firm that I worked for?  No, no I didn't.

So forgive me if I don't collapse into a puddle for poor, dear, Ryan Olohan.  I'm not calling him a liar.  It sounds like they have an extremely sloppy interpersonal culture over there.   She was probably rude and they obviously didn't get along.

I'm just saying that what happened to him isn't that big of a deal in the scheme of things.  She didn't even allegedly touch his dick, only his stomach.  She still shouldn't have touched him or talked about his wife or their sex life, especially if she's his superior.  And so?  Grow the fuck up, Ryan.

Does that sound harsh?

If Ryan had a real problem and weren't being a dork about it, I would be right behind him.

Look at the first thing I highlighted there.  He's claiming that the reason Google didn't pursue it is because the alleged aggressor is a woman!  HAHAHAHAAAAAA  OMG as if Google is now somehow pro-woman?  GOOGLE? Google is the great enabler of toxic women?  Bless his heart. 

No darling, this is how sexual harassment and general workplace bullying have always worked.  Nobody has ever given a fuck about your feelings or your personal space being violated.  They always do whatever makes you go away with minimal disruption to their work flow.  Welcome to our world.  Take a number whenever you stop sobbing.

Look, it's not impossible that a woman boss grabs your junk.  Some dweeb allegedly had the nerve to grab Terry Crews' balls, who is big enough to snap people like twigs -- in front of his wife, no less.  Sex offenders do stupid and crazy things, and some of them are female.  It's a power trip.

This article from The Daily Mail gives a lot more detail, which actually makes me much less sympathetic to Olohan overall.  Really it was the "... and they wouldn't help me because I'm a man" that made me want to watch him get skewered by narwhals, but also this:

• All of these alleged issues arose while the coworkers were drinking together after work hours.  In other words, could have been avoided, unlike the ton of sexual harassment I have had to march through my entire working life -- for which I am sure I got paid much, much less than Ryan Olohan.  But whenever we have a shitty male coworker, we're expected to definitely not go out drinking with him after he's already groped us once.  And if we do, when he rapes and strangles us, it's our own fault, right?  Every time.
• The "groping" in question involved her touching his abdomen only, no actual sex organs.  GO FUCK YOURSELF, RYAN.  As a paramedic I don't know how many people grabbed my boobs and crotch while I was working, and I literally just swatted their hands away because I knew that any other action on my part would be career-ending.  So put on your big-boy britches and really just GFY, Ryan.  I know women who have been raped, penetrated and strangled at work, didn't dare come forward at all, were forced to quit and find other jobs whether they could afford it or not.  Just fuck you, Ryan. 
• The Daily Mail article makes it really clear that Ryan feels very victimized as a white guy. 
• Now, if his boss was being obnoxious to him sexually, and he was told, "You gotta let Tiffany be Tiffany," that's messed up.  I'm not a believer in "let X be X," the old "boys will be boys."  If Google is now extending that to women also, that's not a net positive nor a feminist milestone, that's just bullshit.  Less accountability for toxic women is not the goal.  But if that is what happened, that Google is sweeping his complaint under the rug, it's not because he's a man and she's a woman.  It's because that's how the world has always worked, honey bunny.

Bottom line, Ryan Olohan's argument is that women get a free pass and men are under attack, boo hoo hoo.  I wonder what color is the sky on his planet?

Ryan should be really grateful he doesn't have boobs, that's all I can tell him.  I'm really trying to sit here and even think about every time I got harassed or grabbed on the job, and how insanely rich I would be if I could have sued somebody every single time.

Next time don't go out drinking with your coworkers so much.  You should know a good-looking guy like you can't be around women when they're drunk, they get ideas.  Dress in a way that doesn't show them your tight abs.  Always have somebody walk you to your car.  Keep your keys laced in between your fingers.  You know, the hundreds of things women have to constantly do to hopefully avoid getting sexually victimized.

My friend Donna met Bill Kurtis back in the 80s.  She had a Geo Metro, which was the most eco-friendly car on the market back then.  She was driving it, and Bill Kurtis pulled up next to her and gave her a thumbs-up.  That was very cool for back then.  Bill Kurtis was a big deal.

Other people had seen him around and had similar experiences of him being a fairly regular guy, definitely not a butthole at all despite being a big celebrity -- very much like Roger Ebert.

So when I saw that A&E has now done this piece I have mixed feelings, to be honest.  Bill Kurtis does some good reporting and I know him personally not to be a dick.  Carol Marin was like a honey badger of the news all my life, and a few more Chicago investigative legends too.  I really appreciate those people as a true crime writer.

But A&E has an exploitative streak that hearkens back to the earliest days of true crime, the True Detective magazines of the 1970s.  There's always an ick factor, always something for the low-empathy, getting-off-on-the-violence crowd.  It's walked way back from the shameless pulp magazines.  But it never disappears completely on A&E.  For me the exploitation of sexual violence in the media is like a sandwich that has mayo only slightly tinged with poo.  It doesn't bother the general population somehow.

I started reading those True Detective magazines at the drug store when I was 8, trying to understand what had happened to me with Joe Kalady.  And I remember the day I stopped, when I suddenly realized these stories were by and for guys like Joe.  I had a panic attack and ran home from the drug store as fast as I could.

Despite whatever benefit of the doubt I'm willing to give Bill Kurtis, I can only give this piece a mixed thumbs-up, thumbs-down, because I'm hesitant to watch it today based on my mood.  A&E is not necessarily "for survivors."  There's a tinge of exploitation throughout.  Some days I just can't cope with it.  They'll getcha.

I'm going to watch this at some point.  Because I do appreciate Bill Kurtis and the things they have reported.  But I have seen things on that channel (not necessarily reported by Kurtis) that have irked me bad enough that I've had to discuss it in therapy more than once.  I can't always afford to watch their reporting in terms of my mental health.  I've seen them do things that were downright dishonest and manipulative.

I'm glad they're covering the rape kit backlog.  I discuss this in my book.  So I appreciate the support, especially from as big a platform as A&E.  It's progress.

So there I was, pushing my walker down the street like an old, crippled woman.  It was late in the evening, in a fancy, residential part of town.

I looked over, and not really to my surprise, I saw a man sitting on a front porch masturbating.  It's rather cold out, especially after dark.  He was wearing a dark coat with a hood pulled up, so I couldn't see anything but a dark figure in a rocking chair making the classic "chicken choking" gesture.

"Get some privacy, WTF man?" I shouted as I walked past.  The town where I live is famous for being a bit of a ghetto.

I walked about five steps, out of visual range of the creeper, and saw a police patrol car coming slowly toward me.  So I made the same gesture I had just seen, and pointed to the man in the rocking chair.

The cop rolled down his window.  "Did you call?"

I shook my head no.  The cop hit his light bar for a few seconds.  Then they both got out. 

Based on my experience in fire and EMS, I can tell you that the one and only purpose of hitting the lights in that instance was to let the guy know that it's time to put it back in your pants.  The cops are here now, and we don't want to arrest you, so please give us an easy out.  They're saying, "Work with us, bro."

I called dispatch and gave them my name and number anyway, and continued on my way.  I did what I was doing for two hours.  Checked my phone.  SURPRISE!  I hadn't heard from them.  I knew they weren't going to do anything.  But I'm just too old for this shit now.  When I call them about people parked across the sidewalk they come out and ticket them every time, you know?  But this is no problem. 

So I called back and asked why they hadn't done anything.  I was notified that the man had advised the police that he had a skin condition, and he was simply scratching himself.  So he was advised not to come back to that location.

That's the solution!  Just have him go jack off elsewhere, problem solved.

I'm actually much more concerned about it now that I know it wasn't his own front porch.  Think about how aggressive that guy actually is, that he strolls up onto other people's front porches to do that.  It's one step from breaking in to engage the occupants sexually.

Unfortunately nothing about any of this surprises me.  Welcome to rape culture, all day, every day.  This is the greatest example of how "he-said, she-said" can never fail.

RECAP:

• Someone sees a man masturbating; this is self-evident to them.  They call 911 about it.
• I walk past and see the same man masturbating; this is also self-evident to me.
• I report this to the police using body language only.  My report is self-evident to them.
• The police confront the man, and he gives a ridiculous excuse.
• The police don't interview the other witness.
• I'm willing to bet they didn't document any skin condition, because they don't want to take pictures of his erect penis.
• Three against one, we all knew what we saw.  Yet the one with the most to lose is allowed to defeat the other three.  Because "he-said, she-said" makes police work disappear like magic.

Well, it had to happen.  A documentary called Justice by Doug Liman opened at Sundance, looking at even more complaints against Brett Kavanaugh that never got investigated.  They had to announce it at the very last minute, and show it under tight security for obvious reasons.  This entire country is armed and dangerous, especially the right side.

Because the one thing you're not supposed to do in America, you're most especially not allowed to say that Kevin (or "male Karen" as he's known in the common parlance) did anything uncool with his junk.  Everything Kevin does with his wiener is fine, on both sides of the aisle.

Business Insider:

"Asked what he originally hoped would result from the film — further investigations or other impacts — Liman said what happens after the film is "so beyond my control," adding, "We live in a climate where, no matter what we put in this movie, it is likely that the people that support the status quo are going to keep supporting it, and I sort of came to the answer for myself: Maybe the truth matters. It matters now, it'll matter in the future, and maybe that's it."

Hey, if it's that hard for a filmmaker to even talk about it after the political firestorm has ended, if Doug Liman is freaked out about his lack of agency, just imagine being the one who got assaulted and trying to come forward because you got harmed.

Nobody in American politics seems capable of conceptualizing rape as an actual crime, like an assault that needs to be dealt with on an interpersonal level.  For them it's all some theoretical bullshit, just an improvised political explosive device that they can manipulate and toss.

This is why Biden-Harris, and all of their supporters, will never be anything but scumbag rape-troll bullies to me.  I voted for him because first Anita Hill, then Angela Davis said it was imperative no matter how we feel.  The Democrats twisted my voting arm until it snapped.  I voted for the blue rapist over the red rapist.  I will never vote again.

Biden got less investigation than Kavanaugh.  He then went on to say "I have nothing to apologize for," and made consent jokes all down the campaign trail.

His campaign and its followers -- The Krassenstein brothers, Joan Walsh, Amanda Marcotte, and Michelle Goldberg (who now apparently lives in Ari Melber's green room) -- trashed Tara Reade rather than looking at the very obvious problematic behavior of the senator from my credit card.  The amount of rape trolling I personally took from the K-Hive based strictly on my race and gender was inexcusable.  With friends like them, I don't need Republicans.

NOTE TO THE DEMOCRATS:
Rape culture is not like being chased by a bear.  You don't need to be just slightly better than the other team.  One day somebody's going to make a documentary about Joe, brace yourselves.

Hell hath no fury something something.

Apparently this is becoming a thing, guys going to some place of business to abduct the women working there.  Fortunately it's not working out for them.

Like the guy who attempted to zip tie a barista and drag her into his truck, someone else tried to wrangle a Lowe's employee into his vehicle.

This incident was also apparently planned in advance, as he parked near the back door.  Another horrifying video.  Thankfully a coworker prevented the attacker from making off with her.

I wish I was making it up.  The barista is okay, he didn't manage to pull her into the truck. And the suspect is in custody. 

Men just don't have to live this way, in this kind of fear from other men every minute of every day.  Men don't randomly snare each other like wild game.

VICE News does some really good work, not just ace reporter Elle Reeves. 

In this documentary, they take a look at what a shit show the Louisville Metro Police Department has been.  It's about 45 minutes long and definitely worth watching.

I wrote about the case of Emery Taylor, a gas-station employee who was groped by an on-duty, uniformed LMPD officer who was coming in often and following her around the store on a regular basis.  He was given probation only, and there was no mention of him losing his police powers.  In other words as far as I know he could be rehired at another department despite being videotaped repeatedly stalking and sexually assaulting Emery Taylor at her place of work -- in front of multiple witnesses while on duty and in uniform.

So it shouldn't shock you that after a woman called and complained that she was tired of this one detective hitting her up for blowjobs every day, they didn't go into high gear.  She didn't follow up, so they dropped the ball.  There were multiple clues, from various angles, that apparently didn't prompt any sort of serious response.  Like with Ferguson, Missouri, things were very bad for a long time before  the Justice Department stepped in.

In the Daniel Holtzclaw case, there was one victim that came forward and the detective, Kim Davis, took it serious like cancer.  The video evidence didn't show any of the activity, only the time stamp.  It showed them out there on that deserted road for way too long to be doing the nothing in particular Holtzclaw claimed they were doing.

Holtzclaw relied upon the same sort of nudge nudge, wink wink, that the multiple serial predators in Louisville clearly relied upon for years.   And unfortunately for himself, it wasn't available in Oklahoma, at least not with Davis.  Because Holtzclaw's version of events didn't make sense, and his survivor's did, according to nothing but the timestamp and common sense.  When I watched the Holtzclaw interview I could tell he was guilty just because his story didn't add up and hers did.

Anyway this VICE documentary is tough to watch, when you see how brazen the Louisville crew was, and all the disgusting games they ran, Holtzclawing left and right.  Highly recommended when you have 45 minutes.

Back in 2006, a Boca Raton tanning salon employee ran to a nearby pizza shop in tears.  She said a customer had grabbed her, kissed her, and tried to rape her. Despite plenty of evidence for probable cause, the prosecutor decided not to follow up.  I mean there are verified stories of on-duty police officers repeatedly groping gas-station employees on camera and only getting probation, so I shouldn't be surprised.

Everything about this predictable story makes me sick.  "He said, she said" is a thing because men run law enforcement.  Are there not security cameras in tanning salons?

This article discusses behavior that could certainly be independently verified if investigated, including that McMahon allegedly showed this employee nude pictures of himself on his phone.  But this happened in Florida, the same state currently housing Jair Bolsonaro, where Jeff Epstein got his super sweet deal from Trump's other buddy Alex Acosta, two years after this incident.

The Daily Beast

"McMahon, who was married to wife Linda, now the chief of the Small Business Administration for President Donald Trump, strongly denied the allegation at the time. He did not respond to requests for comment for this article."...
"A handful of 2006 press reports remain online (Woman, 22, Says McMahon Tried Too Many Moves), but many others have disappeared or can only be found on forums where they appear to have been pasted without permission."

Here's what really pisses me off, the way this young woman at her minimum wage job was expected to deal with an alleged geriatric groper who was close friends with the POTUS.

"Clear [the manager] said the woman started to cry on the phone as she told her that an “older gentlemen followed me into a room and tried to kiss me.”

The attendant asked Clear if she should call the police, but Clear urged her not to and told her she was coming to the salon. When she arrived, she saw a man sitting in a black Hummer in the parking lot and a Papa John’s employee in the salon, she told police.

McMahon’s accuser then showed Clear how she used her hands to push him off of her and said this happens to her “all the time,” according to the documents."  [Emphasis added]

I can't imagine managing some shitty tanning salon, having some young girl call me in tears like that, and telling her not to call the police because I'm on my way over there to make it all go away.  But that's why I'm socially marginalized.  God bless the woman Kobe Bryant admitted raping.

 Exactly like the title says.  Apparently after jerking the survivors around for years, now Ron Jeremy doesn't recognize his attorney and there's no sign that he's faking it.  How nice for him.
LA Times

"Jeremy, who has denied all wrongdoing, is scheduled to appear in a Hollywood courtroom Jan. 17, when he will be formally declared incompetent to aid in his own defense" [emphasis added]

"Some of Jeremy’s relatives apparently suspected he suffered from dementia before his 2020 arrest, “which was the catalyst that started the process that resulted in his driver’s license being taken away,” Thompson wrote in the email.Once declared incompetent, Jeremy will probably be placed in a state-run hospital.

Lianne Young, a former British adult film star who first publicly accused Jeremy of assaulting her in an interview with The Times in 2020, said she was frustrated to learn there were concerns Jeremy had dementia long before prosecutors brought charges against him.

“My first reaction, I was kind of numb,” she said. “They were aware of his condition before getting us all involved. They were well aware he had dementia, so I’m very disappointed that they didn’t solve that bit before letting us go on that emotional journey for 2½ years.”

Yeah, I hate the way so many of us have to live with letting alleged perpetrators win pretty much every time.  Maybe Bill Cosby will spoon feed him some pudding.  Sorry to hear it.  At least Harvey's still in jail on his gouty feet. 

"Young said she was wearing a bikini at an industry party at the former House of Blues on the Sunset Strip in 2000 when Jeremy came up behind her, shoved her against a table and forced himself inside her. The encounter lasted only seconds, according to Young, who said she fought him off quickly. "