I know it's been a long time since there was a posting on this thread but, taking in mind Joe's recent request to try and reduce the amount of similar threads, I thought to put this here.

This agonising rape dilemma of a woman in the Congo tears at my heart as I read it. The plight, the anguish, the guilt and the judgement brought upon her by others. Some would say she had a choice. What kind of a choice or a chance was she given?

Man's inhumanity to (wo)man. And they to be rejected by the very man she made the decision over. I wish I could hug her right now. It would do little good, I know, but who can say she put herself in this situation?

As for her husband. My gut instinct and what I felt when I read the story were ones of contempt and detestment. The fact is I have no idea how he feels and I have no right to judge him either. Instinctively I went to think how very hard and harsh he is. It did not last beyond a few seconds. He, too, is a victim. I have no idea how it must feel to be him and what such things do to a man's psyche. In my romantic, love each other for ever world, he would support his wife and love her all the more. The truth must be so much harder.

It is a harrowing tale. One that gets repeated time and again. who, man or woman, could blame these victims for anything that has befallen them?

What a sad sad wituation :-(

mp