One commenter said her date admitted to her he didn’t like tattoos on women, despite having many himself.
We didn’t message each other for too long before agreeing to meet up for a date, and I traded in my usual pre-screening for the thrill of spontaneity.
I’m a tad bit of a traditionalist, so when he suggested we have dinner and not just drinks, I had hope.
Of course, my limited experiences and the experiences of a dozen women on my Facebook page can’t show the full extent to which this problem actually exists in society, but the dates I went on showed me a pretty accurate scale of the rape culture we’re up against.
I realized it’s not just a creepy Twitter troll in his mom’s basement holding us back.
What’s even more terrifying is how unapologetic most of them are about it.