Years ago, I wrote of the creation of a permanent underclass. No, not the one woke people are willing to fight for. Rather, the one we’ve created because as much as we can forgive a murder, especially if it was committed by a black man because they’re in fashion at hipster cocktail parties, there is no forgiveness of a sex crime.
Not when they get caught. Not when they get prosecuted. Not when they get convicted or sentenced. Not even when they get out. There are plenty of arguments, some sound and some idiotic, but pressed with a level of insipid passion that convinces no one of modest intelligence but so bores the rest of us that we walk away, leaving the interlocutor to believe they’ve won by attrition.