Like an index of trolling, back pages of the book list the vile insults strangers on the internet launched from the safe anonymity of their screens. Another stranger in a car asks for directions and grabs Valenti’s shoulder while shaking his dick at her. A stranger on the subway cums on the back of Valenti’s jeans. When it’s not bad sex, it’s the boldest kind of sexual harassment. One reason is that Valenti has endured a lot of bad sex-the just-get-it-over-with sex, the drunk sex, the unsatisfying hand jobs-and she shares every demeaning detail. So why would Jessica Valenti-a feminist blogger and social commentator-choose Sex Object as the title of her troubling new memoir? We all know that a “sex object” is an old, degrading stereotype of a woman as nothing more than an objectified plaything for randy men. Fight disinformation: Sign up for the free Mother Jones Daily newsletter and follow the news that matters.
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