Speaking your truth moves you to an artistic point. I have trouble articulating knee-jerk reactions to things but if I fear outcomes to initial responses then I miss the point of being an artist. It’s to know something isn’t right and just putting yourself out there. As a 59-year-old white male, hearing someone say, for example, that porn is the cause of young male teenagers assaulting two lesbian women, I had to say something. It was like “No, I doubt porn had anything to do with those teenagers’ minds. Rather, porn is fantasy, it reflects what suppressed teenagers, and bad teenagers, in this particular case, given their actions, participated in.” We have to get at the root of problems. Porn is an outlet, not a cause. If you take porn away, for example, then desire and release go underground or as Freud said repression begets something far more ugly. Try men masturbating into aprons with their legs tied. I know, that’s music to assaulted women’s ears. It beats getting assaulted. But, that’s just the kind affect. Something much bigger is at work. Basically, men are feeling irrelevant. But, they have hopes and dreams, plus most are bigger and less masochistic than I am. You do not want 500–600 men sitting around with sticks and nothing to do. Just ask the French. Anyway, the point is, I am a middle-aged White male. I am hated. Anything I say gets attacked. But, the point is the truth can come out of anyone’s mouth. And we cannot be afraid to speak it. When you make a change to the status quo you have to make sure that the changes do not create more or worse problems. It doesn’t matter who says this. It is a fact. The truth is often just a feeling something is not right. Not all men have money and use it against women. And women do have the right to say no and they must be made to feel safe. But, I know when I am in danger. And sometimes I do not.