How I was a rape denier & accepted rape myths
Denial :Twenty odd years ago I picked up a battered old paperback in one of my city’s many wonderful second hand bookshops.It was called “A Woman In Berlin”. Not only was it a personal testimony, in fact a diary, from the Second World War – a pet favourite subject. It was by a woman. And it was set in the Berlin of Germany’s Year Zero (1945)
However, I stopped reading it when it became clear that the main bit of history it dealt with was the rape of two million German women by the Red Army, the Liberators of Europe. I stopped not because I couldn’t cope with reading personal accounts of being gang raped (though that would certainly put me off it now).
I stopped reading it because I didn’t want to believe it.
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