I’ve heard from a couple of sources that Tumblr is working on new feedback features (read this). Whether or not TumblrMSG will be necessary later on is unknown, but there’s still a gap that exists now.
The problem I have with Karp’s response on how users can freely communicate with each other via various email venues, it’s become almost impossible to send each other pur contact information because everything is considered a link. It is SO fucking hard to send some one a simple email address and the lock out feature is so aggravating.
So, I guess the point of this post is this: Domestic violence is never okay, whether a man hits a woman, a woman hits a man, a man hits another man, or a woman hits another woman. If you hear someone in what sounds like a terrible situation contact someone.
Last night Rick and I were awoken in our hotel bedroom. He woke up before I did, but when I woke up I immediately thought there was a car accident. As I began to wake up more I realized that there was a couple directly upstairs from us in a very heated domestic dispute. I didn’t really put two and two together until I saw Rick turn the light on and call the front desk to tell management that he thought he heard a woman being hit upstairs. Apparently management had just been in front of our room trying to figure out which room the dispute was happening in, and also heard what sounded like a woman being smacked. They were definitely arguing loudly, the woman was profusely crying, and I kept hearing people running and either slamming doors or hitting. It was very scary. Rick’s heart was racing and he had me held really tightly as if he was trying to save me from it or something. I was wondering if we should have called the police, but I didn’t know how to reach them and thought maybe management had already done so. Also, it seemed that the action was winding down and I was not sure whether or not the male had left.
This morning Rick said that he wished he would have gone up and done something. I know as a Marine he probably would have been able to restrain someone and try to diffuse the situation, but it wouldn’t have been a good idea. It was scary enough knowing it was happening over my head, and I still feel guilty about not calling the police. I honestly did think at the time that management was going to do something about it, and I’m not positive of how they handled the situation. I was also remarkably scared that management would just go upstairs and inform the couple that there was a noise complaint, and that that would trigger the man to further batter the woman whether through violence or words. I hope that they called the police. I hope that woman was not actually hit. I hope that she hasn’t been hit before, and if she has I hope she’s getting herself out. I heard her crying that she had isolated herself from her family for him, which rang some bad bells in my mind for her.
So, I guess the point of this post is this: Domestic violence is never okay, whether a man hits a woman, a woman hits a man, a man hits another man, or a woman hits another woman. If you hear someone in what sounds like a terrible situation contact someone. I’ve taken too many classes that have taught me that most people stay quiet when they see abuse happening or are afraid to call authorities. If someone is really in an abusive situation then I truly believe it’s one of the best things you can do for them. But, really, seriously, it’s never EVER okay to hit someone you are supposed to care about. I’ll leave out the schtick about how violence is never the answer, because I’m not going to get into a 3rd grade lesson on compassion. To finish: I spent 30 worried minutes at 1 am this morning very grateful that I know Rick will never hit me or yell/talk to me the way that that woman was being treated. We both understand that that’s what each other deserves. No one should be in a relationship where that is not fully recognized by both parties. If you are in a relationship where you are not 275% sure that your partner will never lay a mean-spirited finger on you then you need to get out immediately.
When I read this, I get a sinking feeling in my heart. And my mind wonders what would have happened if I had gone upstairs and beat the living piss out of that fuck. I wish I just would have done something.
I’m actually heading to the police department today to follow this advice.