The garden of sexual assault

Think of it as a garden you have. You’re trying to grow all these lovely flowers and vegetables, but the dirt just isn’t helping. The soil hasn’t been worked in a while (many decades) and it’s losing all the nutrients. No fertilizer is helping, you can’t sweep the dirty matter underneath it anymore. So what do you do ? 

You do what must be done. You work the dirt, you turn what has been rotting unseen and you unravel all the pest.

You find a lousy predator feeding on young roots. But that’s only the beginning. Thousands of pest and tick are crawling underneath your eyes. You realize: This cannot go on. We need change. We need, no we must- it is our moral, communal and religious responsibility to fix this and eradicate the mite. How can the garden grow as a community and find it’s place amongst all the gardens of the globe if the dirt underneath the feet of the young florets is dangerous, traumatizing and something you never get past ?

They say flowers must first grow through dirt, but I ask you what kind of shitty dirt are you making your flowers grow through? Soil is supposed to nourish the young sprouts and provide a safe space for growth and development. Not this dirt that cuts their roots and shakes their bloom.