E. Jean Carroll’s Wet Dream

There’s nothing like an old baby boomer crawling out of the back woods to make an unsubstantiated claim of rape decades after an alleged incident.

I have said before in Kavanaugh Has an Accuser and I Don’t Care that I have zero sympathy for any woman who wants to allege rape but never bothered to go to the police and file a report or undergo a rape kit.

If you can’t bother with these two basics, then you are part of the problem.

Enter E. Jean Carroll, a 76-year-old, long-time feminist and writer who is set to release her latest book, What Do We Need Men For?

Carroll has emerged from her secluded compound in upstate New York to accuse Donald Trump of sexually assaulting her in a Bergdorf Goodman department store in either 1994 or 1995, she can’t remember. Mind you, this is the same woman who said during a 1995 appearance on the Charlie Rose’s show said that women love the idea of a man with a big club dragging them off into a cave.

On her recent CNN appearance, she told Anderson Cooper, “I think most people think of rape as being sexy.” “Think of the fantasies,” she quipped. And Carroll herself seems to be obsessed with sex. The titles of some of her books are telling:

Carroll wrote an advice column for Elle Magazine beginning in 1993 before it was turned into a television show later in the 90s. As recent as April 2019 she led a “Most Hideous Men in NYC” walk, which basically is an oral walking tour of all of the women who have been ravaged by powerful men in New York City.

According to an article in The New Yorker, Carroll said to her walking tour group, “So many women in New York have been scronched, thumped, pummelled, banged, and rogered by men, it is difficult sometimes to keep them all straight. So I will be referring to notes. If you have been pummelled, banged, or rogered by men somewhere along this route, please speak up!”

Trump is but one of six men who Carroll accuses of assaulting her. Another is former CBS CEO Les Moonves. In an excerpt from her book, Carroll says that inside Berdorf Goodman, Trump acknowledged her as “that advice lady.” Carroll, in turn, called him “that real-estate tycoon.”

Carroll claims she was helping Trump buy a lingerie gift for a woman. When Trump insisted that Carroll try on the lingerie, she says he pushed her up against a wall began “forcing his fingers around my private area, thrusts his penis halfway — or completely, I’m not certain — inside me.”

Carroll has since appeared on the cover of New York Magazine wearing what she says are the same clothes she was assaulted in. “This is what I was wearing 23 years ago when Donald Trump attacked me in a Bergdorf Goodman dressing room.”

Carroll appears to be fascinated by rough sex. In an interview she gave for Observer, Matthew Kassal writes, “Ms. Carroll learned archery in the late 1980s near the border of Irian Jaya, in New Guinea. Fed up with overly sensitive New York men, she hiked across the Pacific island on assignment for Playboy, in search of a more ‘primitive’ mate. (She nearly died, but she got the story.)

For most of her career, Ms. Carroll has taken aim at love in one form or another—in her advice column, “Ask E. Jean,” and through her matchmaking service, Tawkify, which she founded in 2012.”

And if that sentiment isn’t bad enough, Carroll created a mobile game called Damn Love, where the object of the game is to break up couples by answering a series of questions as maliciously as possible. Sounds sort of bitter to me.

Carroll is admittedly her own type of feminist from her generation, leaving her husband in Montana for a writing career in New York. Twice divorced, she did what other vocal feminist journalist such as Gloria Steinman did in that era, she wrote propaganda pieces on sex for Esquire, Outside, Rolling Stone and Playboy.

A woman who claims to have been sexually assaulted six times is a woman who is either a liar or a very bad judge of situations and people. She also does seem to have a fetish for powerful men and rough sex. Rather than hating Trump, perhaps being ravaged by him is E. Jean Carroll’s own wet dream. #Reignwell