The Hunting Ground Page #8
You start tracing back,
and you find out they're pouring money
into political campaigns,
and they're hugely overrepresented.
There's no college or university
or type of college or university
that's more represented within Congress
than the fraternity system itself is.
So people are very loath
to get involved
and very loath to come up
against the fraternity system.
- Checklist? Phone charger?
- Mm-hmm.
- Laptop?
- Mm-hmm.
It's not a coincidence that you
can fly to Boston and fly to California
and hear the same stories.
We started visiting
other campuses.
We felt that if we created a model
for how to file a Title IX complaint,
others would do it.
These are our two fraternities
where a student was sexually assaulted.
And it was going there
and being walked to the fraternities
and being walked to where
their assaults had happened.
You know, details that were critical
for every single case.
Weird, right?
So, for the email I'm just gonna...
So we move forward with
this model, saying, "Here's a complaint.
Here's how this process works. "
My 21st birthday,
I was helping students at Swarthmore
So I think I went to Columbia
twice before they filed.
Just sat with a group of students
and talked them through
how to file a complaint.
If people are going to talk publicly,
then it needs to be about
their treatment here at Columbia.
- Focus on Columbia.
- Yeah.
We don't have lawyers.
You have 18, 19-year-old students
who are standing up
to their institutions.
We are at Amherst
and we found a place to stay.
Hi, Drea.
- Out on the least terrifying parking lot.
And we are changing and doing stuff
in a Wendy's bathroom. Yay!
I found politicizing my own experience
to be actually the most helpful step.
It's really exciting to actually
get to meet the other activists.
I had felt so cared for,
until I actually needed Yale,
like, administrative matter.
The administration kept telling us
to "take our foot off the pedal. "
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Nice to meet you. I'm Annie.
- I'm Rachel. Nice to meet you.
I just decided to take some time off,
kind of... I moved here with my sister,
and I've been a nanny,
- and it's the most amazing thing, so...
- That's so cool. Yeah.
And, uh, seeing the two little girls
that I nanny for, I like...
One of the reasons I've wanted
to do this is, like, I never want...
them to ever have to deal
with something like this.
So it's really late, and we have
a survivor who's cutting,
and, um, she doesn't know
if she can stop.
The worst part for me
has been having to relive
the experience of everybody else.
This vicarious trauma
that I couldn't process anymore.
It's just not fair.
It's really not fair.
But it's the only way
I get up in the morning.
I would've given anything to have had
someone who believed me,
someone who supported me.
- Hi!
- Hi!
- Hi, I'm Andrea.
- I'm Abby.
- Nice to meet you, Abby.
- Nice to meet you.
- Andrea. Nice to meet you.
- Hi. Good to meet you.
I was raped by a basketball player
at the University of Tulsa.
And I felt like,
because he was an athlete,
everyone was acting like he's worth
more than I am because he's an athlete.
And that's what happens
over and over and over again.
It's like you need to re-read
your mission statement.
Are you here to play sports? Or are you
here to educate and protect your students?
An alleged sexual assault case
involving three basketball players.
Four former Vanderbilt University
football players are charged with rape.
Derrick Washington
already had a documented history
of violence against women at Missouri.
It was former
Michigan kicker Brendan Gibbons
involved in the alleged sexual assault
of a woman back in 2009.
This is the fifth student athlete to be
accused of sexual assault on campus.
I really do believe
the vast majority of student athletes
are worthy of our admiration.
I think they're mostly,
for the most part,
a lot of good people out there
who are trying to do the right thing.
But when you have 18 to 22-year-old kids
who are celebrities,
it creates a toxic environment
for a lot of bad behavior.
When they walk across campus,
it's not like any other student
walking across campus.
There's a multi-billion dollar industry
that wraps around these young men,
and if you don't think that they're
part of a culture of entitlement,
just look at the fanfare
that's around college football.
I grew up in Zephyrhills, Florida.
It's a small town,
so everybody does know everybody.
I've lived there my entire life.
I did very well in high school.
I graduated with honors.
I took a lot of AP and honors classes.
When I was younger,
a family friend of ours
gave me a Florida State
cheerleading uniform,
and it came with pom-poms.
She was the best child
any father could have.
She was fabulous. Never any problems.
Always had a great smile.
Just a joy to be around.
She kept saying she was going
to FSU, going to FSU,
and then when she first got there,
I knew she made the right choice.
My first semester was really...
It was a lot of science classes.
I was in six classes.
I wanted to go to med school.
I didn't go out a lot just because
I was in a lot of classes.
So it was the week before finals,
and we drove to Potbelly's,
and we were just hanging out.
This guy started following me around,
and I, like, said to him, "What...? Stop. "
You know? "Stop following us. "
And a man standing at the bar
saw that I was uncomfortable
with this guy following me,
and so he kind of like,
grabbed me and was like,
"This is my girlfriend.
Leave her alone. "
And I was like, "Thank you. "
Like, the guy left,
and I was just like, "Thank you. "
And he's like, "Do you wanna take a shot?"
And I said, "Sure. "
So I turned around, like,
to make sure that this guy was gone,
and when I turned back around
he handed me a shot.
I'm fairly certain that there was
something in that drink.
As a college student,
I had been drunk before,
and I had not drank nearly enough
to become drunk
and incompetent that night.
I remember being in a cab,
and there were three guys in the cab also.
Anyone you ask would tell you, like,
I never would go home with a guy, period,
and especially not three people
that I didn't know.
I remember specific things after that.
I was in, like, an apartment,
and this guy was...
sexually assaulting me.
He was raping me.
He was on top of me,
and I couldn't really breathe that much,
but I was saying,
"Please stop. Stop. "
Like, I remember his roommate,
or whoever this other guy was,
came in and he was saying,
"Dude, stop. Like, what are you doing?
She's telling you to stop. "
Since his door
to the bedroom wouldn't lock,
he picked me up
and he carried me into the bathroom.
He said, "The door will lock in here. "
He put me on the tile bathroom floor.
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