When I was younger and had a greater proclivity for race-based humor, I enjoyed watching an animated sitcom called The Boondocks. The show, based on a comic strip of the same name by Aaron McGruder, revolves around the lives and humorous misadventures of a black family living in a predominantly white suburb. I’m not going to turn this into a post about race or blacks, as The Boondocks parodies society in ways that extend well beyond race.
One of the more ridiculous characters in the show that embodies modern societal dysfunction is a cornrowed wigga named Gin Rummy, who’s ironically voiced by black actor Samuel L. Jackson. A parody of both wannabe thugs and slippery elites such as Donald Rumsfeld (after whom he’s named), Rummy’s classic line is that the “absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence.” You can laugh at him aggressively elaborating on his absurd logic in the clip below:
I always chuckled at his sheer idiocy, but my laughter is starting to recede as I witness just how prevalent Rummy’s mentality is in the wider world. I’m specifically referring to everybody’s favorite professional feminist, Jessica Valenti, who never got the memo that digging yourself into a bigger hole isn’t the wisest course of action. What triggered Valenti’s latest display of verbal diarrhea is the continued unraveling of the story of supposed UVA rape victim “Jackie.” Just to refresh everyone’s memories, there is no evidence of a gang rape actually taking place at a frat party a couple of years ago.
However, Valenti is not deterred. Just because the police were unable to secure evidence of rape does not mean that Jackie wasn’t victimized (emphasis mine. Also removed one of Valenti’s typos):
“No evidence” of a rape does not mean that a rape didn’t happen. But try telling that to any one of a number of media outlets who, when the Charlottesville Police Department released their findings on “Jackie” (the University of Virginia student whose alleged rape was at the center of a widely-disputed Rolling Stone article) essentially indicated to their readers that nothing happened to her.
But at a press conference, even Police Chief Timothy Long refused to go that far. He told reporters that the police found inconsistencies in the story Jackie told a UVA dean and what she told to Rolling Stone reporter Sabrina Rubin Erdely and that they could not find any evidence to support the story as reported in the magazine. (Jackie declined to speak to the police for this investigation.)
Long also told reporters that the police findings “[don’t] mean that something terrible didn’t happen to Jackie in 2012.”
“We are just not able to gather sufficient facts as to what that something might have been,” he said.
In so many words, the absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence! You’d think that this whole “Jackie” episode might have taught feminists to exercise a little more restraint before too eagerly exploiting our current climate of rape hysteria. It doesn’t take a genius to know that too many unfounded accusations can erode one’s credibility, as well as undermine support for a cause. Instead, like a reckless blackjack player, feminists are only doubling down. The next time feminists attempt to mollify men by claiming that they don’t intend to rob them of due process or anything of the sort, be sure to have this editorial in reserve.
In the meantime, I shudder at the thought of a cartoon character’s perverted notion of justice increasingly intruding on mainstream thought.