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cozykali · 1 year

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Jonathan Majors Assault Charge: Facts vs Opinions

There has been so much conflicting information in Jonathan’s Majors’ case that it’s impossible to make any solid conclusions. These are the only facts that we know: Majors was arrested on March 25th, and has been charged with Harassment and Assault, an order of protection has been granted to the women involved, he was released from custody without bail, and a hearing has been scheduled for May 8th. Everything else is speculation and information we have received from external sources:

According to the Police, the 911 call was made around 11 AM inside an apartment in Manhatten. A 30-year-old woman was taken to the hospital with minor injuries to her face and neck. She told police that Majors struck her in the face causing a laceration behind her ear and that he put his hands around her neck causing bruising and redness. Majors was arrested immediately.

TMZ reported through their own sources that the victim was Majors’ girlfriend, and they were on their way home from a bar in a taxi when they got into an argument. Apparently, she confronted him about texting another woman and tried to look at his phone. This allegedly caused him to get angry and grab her hand, slap her, and put her hands around her neck. It was reported that they both spent the night apart and she called 911 the next morning.

Majors’ attorney, Priya Chaudhry, is claiming they have obtained two written statements from the victim recanting her statement to police as well as witness testimony and video footage from inside the vehicle where the incident supposedly happened. They claim that they have sufficient proof that Majors is innocent and expect the charges to be dropped. They also claim the woman was hospitalized due to an ‘emotional crisis’ and that police are required to make an arrest in these situations.

ABC7 reported that Majors was the one who called 911 over concerns regarding his partner and when the police arrived, they noticed the visible marks on the woman which lead to his arrest. When the news of his arrest was made public two people in the entertainment industry posted on Twitter their thoughts on Majors’ character and reputation:

AB Allen, who is apparently a personal assistant to a director that works for Netflix, had posted in February that there is an unnamed actor that is a “vicious, cruel, abusive human being, both professionally and in his personal life”. After the arrest on Saturday, Allen confirmed suspicions that he was talking about Majors. Since then Allen has made his account private and does not want to give any details regarding his claim to avoid exposing anyone who has been hurt.

Tim Nicolai, an actor, had also tweeted that Majors has been a well know ‘sociopath and abuser’ in the Yale and NYC acting community for years. When he was asked why he had not brought it up before the arrest he claimed he needed a victim to come forward first and claimed he knows people who have been personally harmed by Majors, but it is their choice to speak on it. Nicolai has since deleted the tweet and made his account private.

So, this is all the information we have so far and likely all we will have until May 8th when he appears in court. Now, I would like to give my thoughts on this whole situation since the initial shock has worn off. I want to start off by saying I have been a massive fan of Jonathan Majors since Lovecraft Country was released in 2020. I have seen nearly all his films, watched countless interviews, made fan edits on TikTok, written fan fiction about his Marvel character, and more. When this news came out, I was devastated. However, my opinions on this case are completely neutral.

I believe women when they say they have been abused. There are more instances of abuse that go unreported than there are false accusations. However, there are times when allegations should be questioned. It has been speculated that Jonathan Majors’ girlfriend is white. Historically there has been a pattern of white women weaponizing their tears or emotions against people of colour. The ‘damsel in distress narrative is prioritized in our white supremacist culture. Sometimes this can be done unconsciously by white women using their privilege of having their emotions come before another. It can also be used to minimize accountability, deflect blame, or inflict harm. If it is true that he was having relations with other women, or that he was trying to break up with her, then it is possible she could have weaponized her tears out of spite and jealousy. But this does not explain her injuries, and it’s unusual to see self-inflicted strangulation marks.

There is also the case to be made that Jonathan Majors’ encounter with police could have been impacted by the fact that he is a young black man. Would he still have been arrested in this case if he was a white celebrity or would they have waited to press charges until they had proven the victim's claims? On the other hand, the visible injuries on the victim do seem like enough evidence to arrest him on the spot.

I have questions about where and when the alleged assault occurred as well. It was reported that it occurred on the taxi ride home and they both went their separate ways that night. It is not unusual for victims to wait hours or days before coming forward, and the reasons to not come forward would be amplified if your abuser was a rising star in Hollywood. However, the reports have suggested that Majors himself was the one who called emergency services. This raises the question that if he was there with her when the 911 call was placed, and the defence has video from the vehicle that shows he did not harm her en route, how can they prove the assault did not happen later after they had exited the taxi?

Also, they have mentioned that they have written statements from the victim where she has recanted that he assaulted her. We must question the validity of these statements as it is not uncommon for victims to recant their allegations even if they were abused; whether it be out of fear of harm coming to themselves or their loved ones, forgiving their abuser or being blinded by love, bribery or being ‘paid off’, or sympathy for the abuser and not wanted to see them prosecuted. Plus, when the defence, attorney stated that the victim was hospitalized due to an “emotional crisis” it can sound like they are trying to make her look ‘crazy’ to invalidate her initial claims, and again, this does not explain her injuries.

It seems that most people online have already come to their own conclusion on this case. The accusations on Twitter cannot be taken as fact either. Both accounts came from white men who only brought it up after the arrest was made public. While they could hold some fact, no other actual accusations of abuse have come forward by anyone other than the hear-say of the two deleted tweets.

People have also been quick to defend Majors’ innocence and claim that his name has been cleared based solely on the statement written by his lawyer. That is her job, to claim her client is innocent. We cannot use her statement as fact. They claim they have evidence proving his innocence but until that evidence is released, we cannot know if it’s true.

The US Army has already removed an ad campaign that features Majors until we know more about the situation. No information has become available yet on how these allegations will affect Majors’ career with Disney/Marvel as Kang the Conqueror. We know he is supposed to be starting in Loki season 2, set to be released later this year, and the show has already finished filming and is in post-production. Disney has an extremely strict morality clause and actors have been fired from their projects in the past for much less. Even if the allegations prove to be false, Disney may not keep him on. Majors also started in a recent film called Magazine Dreams which was screened earlier this year at the Sundance Film Festival. His role in this film has generated Oscar buzz and was recently set for a December theatrical release date. He also recently worked with Michael B Jordan on Creed III, and they had mentioned in multiple interviews that they wanted to continue working together on future Creed projects. Majors and Jordan even presented an award together at the Academy Awards recently.

I will be waiting until at least May 8th to come to my own conclusion on this case. Which is what we all should be doing. We simply do not know enough facts to decide if he is innocent or guilty. I hope they will release all the evidence to the public, including the video footage and statements, as I do not trust the legal system against a young black man, if they were to just give us the verdict without evidence to support it. Either way, I truly hope that whoever is telling the truth in this case, whether it be the victim or Jonathan Majors, gets the justice they deserve. His reputation has been stained forever and the situation is incredibly sad no matter which way you look at it, and we may never know the whole truth.

If anything, this has taught me a personal lesson. Celebrities are real people, with flaws. We can watch every role they have played, every interview and fan interaction, meet them at cons, write about them, and have our own ideas about who they are in our minds. But we only see who they want us to see, it’s an act and the characters they play are not real. Unless we know them in real life, we cannot honestly know them as a person. Even if Majors is completely innocent in this scenario, this has been a huge wake-up call for me not to be affected by famous people in general. Your favourite celeb could commit a heinous crime, or even pass away due to illness or accident. Your life should not be negatively affected by people who don’t even know who you are. Focus on yourself, admire celeries from a distance, but never make simping for a famous person a part of your identity. There is even a medical term named Celebrity Worship Syndrome which can have a number of negative effects on a person’s mental health.

#jonathan majors #kang the conqueror #kang #quantumania #antman quantamania #creed iii #lovecraft country #triggering content #assult mention #legal case #assult charges #facts vs opinions

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the-entity-down-the-street · 2 years

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Just to be clear, if you're "pro-life" and think uterus bearing folks have an obligation to give birth, even if they've been assaulted, even if the pregnancy would kill them, get the fuck off my blog. And tumblr, keep these people out of my recommended posts. I know too many sexual assault survivors to have any tolerance for this shit.

If you're anti-choice, I do not respect you. In fact I think you're morally indefensible. I will not pussy foot around my beliefs anymore. Silence is what got us here. Fuck off.

#pro choice #fuck pro lifers #tw assault mention #tw assault #wtf tumblr #do not recommend me catholic pro life posts #politics tw #roe vs. wade #assult mention #abortion #tw abortion

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cythepoet · 8 months

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You're so innocent

So pure and beautiful

That's what they all tell you

Before they rip it out of your hands

They rip the innocence and pureness out of your hands

They said you deserved it

They say you were asking for it

You're left all alone

Violated,

Ripped apart,

Broken…

- Cy

#new poets corner #original poem #poem #poetry #poets corner #poetsandwriters #writers and poets #dark poem #dark poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #tw assult #assult mention #dark dark dark #extra dark poem #tw vent #vent #vent poem #vent poetry

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ladedadoll · 2 months

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I remember the way you touched me, how your fingers felt on my fat. It makes me want to vomit, I want it gone, I dont want to hold those memories. When my fat melts away there will be none of me that holds onto your touch. Maybe then I will be free, from all of what you did to me.

#tw restrictive ed #4n0r3xia #ed disorder #starv1ng #trauma #tw assult #assult mention

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the-brightest-color-amber · 5 months

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I wonder how many traumas have blasts like bombs to deteriorate relationships and rip away at the seams of loving bonds before they have a chance to grow. How many relationships could of walked down the alise of forever matrimony but instead were exploded to skeleton and smoke filled ash because of evil deeds done in the dark? How many women flench at loving hands around their shoulders because of grotesque hands that found them in shadows to tear away their innocence before they knew what love could be? How many men have been dismissed by tragities done by another man? How many children live in war zones and battle boxings in living rooms. Littered with liquor bottles and empty kitchens with growling stomachs and nothing but monsters to tuck them in at night? How many women and men hide their bruises with sweaters and layers of fake smiles and developed dark sense of humor? How many women's minds are caged to the little girl or young woman who was sent out like lambs to slaughter with the four letter word of a brutal autroscity haunted in their very own skin, screaming a dying to be loved but fear and mistrust breaks the entrance to very heart that pleads it and the saddest thing of all is hearts that have seen shreds of these violent hideous crimes would never dream of breaking another in the same way. Behind the flesh of violation and harm is the most pure love you could ever imagine 💔

Truama Bombs & Other Musings. // A.N.M

#spilled poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #poetry #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr #quotes #writing #orginal poetry #truma #tw assult #rape #sad poetry #sad thoughts #sad poem #assult mention #violence #heartbreak

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forfuckssakejim · 6 months

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Being in nursing is so hard and sucks so much sometimes. Like. Yesterday I was literally sexually and physically assaulted by a dementia patient and you literally cannot do anything about it. Your fight of flight instincts kick in and most often mine goes to fight and I have to physically stop myself from throwing hands with a 90 something year old.

On the up side, said dementia patient said I was a weird little something because she couldn’t figure out what gender I was and kept calling me a nasty little boy and then calling me a rude little girl before deciding that she wasn’t sure what I was and just called me an asshole. Like thanks, that actually made my day.

#shut up jim #tw assult #assult mention #assult

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bitchcraftcosplay · 2 years

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COERCION IS ASSAULT.

"Maybe" is not YES.

Pestering your partner for sex until they give in and fuck you bc

"I can't do it myself" or "I'm too tired to do it myself" and "please please please please just really fast I need it so bad-"

is COERCION AND THATS W H A T?

SEXUAL A S S U L T

You are NEVER entitled to your partners body.

Thank u n have a good nite

#assult mention #tw assault #rapeawareness #partner abuse #coercion #this has been a psa

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technobladestanblog · 1 year

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cellbit abused his girlfriend and admitted to it

shit this sucks

i did some internet sleuthing- idk any of the Brazilian streamers, I speak English and Spanish. From what I can tell from the like. minute of investigation. so again I know nothing about these people other than my quick search and that they are 1. in quackity smp (positive) and 2. abused his girlfriend (super neg)

looks like some people believe that he truly has changed (specifically his viewers), had court ordered therapy and that he truly feels terrible about what happened.

also looks like his ex (the women this happened to) doesn't want this to be brought up anymore and wants this to stay in her past

I think I'll wait and see how quackity and qsmp streamers go with this. I assume this was brought up in the screening process. I know that I think people can change- and that starts with their own accountability and trying to make true change. I also know that I have hard stops- if someone was say a racist person, committed assault or rape- I personally would cut them out of my life as much as I can. Even if this guy truly has changed and feels terrible about what happened with his ex, I personally will prob never want to watch qsmp again or stop watching if he tries to interact with a person I'm watching.

Overall, I hope he really has changed and that quackitys screening process shows that he really has, apparently this was 4 years ago, but for me personally this will really taint my own enjoyment in the qsmp

#trigger warning #assult mention #abuse mention #content warning #this sucks ass #if this guy ever talks to philza im closing stream and might never watch qsmp again #i believe in changing for the better #just never change and talk to me cause i have ridge thinking #and can only think about how they were in the past lol #let me know if you want me to add tags

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coro-chan6 · 1 year

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Made the backstory of Emily. I want all 3 of the polys to have some sort of trauma in their past cause... why not!

Mr. Bentle

Summary - Emily's past, starring Mr Bentle.

Warnings - sexual assault, homophobia, pedophilia, recovering rape victim, poly! relationship, gn! character, metions of being a stripper, crying, angst, a bit of fluff at the end, child neglect

Words - 1408

When I was a child, everyone thought something was wrong with me. They thought it was weird that I told adults that their jokes weren’t funny, when I didn’t smile, and for having little to no interest in boys.

In my small hometown in the mostly barren North Dakota, everyone knew me as the town weirdo. I didn’t really mind. I didn’t care when the girls called me names and wrote stuff on my locker. I ignored the silence that would ensue every time I would walk into a room.

That was all before I had come out as pansexual. After, it wasn’t just teenagers that bullied me. I had grown men and women calling me slurs on the daily. My teachers would completely ignore me. And my parents? They didn’t want to have anything to do with me. To them, I was a fuck up. A mistake that they tried to erase.

The only person that really seemed to care was my dance teacher. Mr. Bentle was the first person I came out to, and he took it in stride. Unlike all of my other relationships, nothing really changed between Mr. Bentle and me… or at least I had thought so.

“Emily, you’ve done this routine thousands of times. What’s going on with you today?” Nothing was wrong. I just happened to have a medium-sized laceration on my foot that might have been affecting my movement. It seemed when I left my dance bag at school this Wednesday, someone slipped something sharp into my shoes.

“I apologize, Mr. Bentle. I-” Before I knew it, Mr. Bentle had stridden across the room. His warm breath tickled my neck as he repositioned my arm from behind.

“Like this, Em,” It took him a little longer than usual to back away from my form, “Let’s try to keep that arm there, yes? Again!”

That was only the beginning. His lingering touches turned to caresses and then something different altogether. Me being me, I didn’t realize what he was doing. I merely thought he was being kind; it’s not like I had anything to compare it to. When he would invite me over to his house to “hang out”, I thought the touching was normal. I didn’t particularly like it but, he was the only one who cared for me.

Soon, my dance classes turned into inappropriate sessions with Mr. Bentle. This is when I started to realize that something had to change. I love dancing. I’ve been dancing since I could stand up on my own, so I wasn’t fond of losing this time to do my only passion.

I know now that it wasn’t a good idea, but I asked Mr. Bentle to stop with the caresses and heavy petting. Maybe I should have asked for help, but who would have helped me? Plus, I thought he would have just stopped if I told him I was uncomfortable because I thought he cared.

I have no nerves as I walk into Mr. Bentle’s studio. What’s there to be nervous about? This is going to go just how I planned it; I’ll ask Mr. Bentle to resume my lessons and we’ll get on with it.

“Mr. Bentle,” I start when I see him already sitting toward the back of the studio, “can we please talk?” Mr. Bentle smiles and pats the spot beside him. I sit down and his hand gravities to my thigh. He gives it a gentle squeeze and looks me in the eye.

“What’s going on?” His face is open and nurturing. It almost distracts me from the feeling of his hand drawing higher on my leg.

“I would like to continue my dance lessons, sir,” his grip tightens on my thigh, “I understand that you care for me and I like you too, but I like dancing more than anything. I would rather do that than just hanging out.” His face is no longer open and kind. It is now filled with malice and indignation. I don’t understand why.

“You wanna break up with me?” He sneered.

I was confused, “Since when were we dating?” That made him angrier. The hand that didn’t have my thigh in a death grib went to my upper arm. He wasn’t gentle. I knew it was going to brusie, so I tried to pull away.

“Stay still, bitch,” he spat, “You wound me. After all I’ve done for you, you don’t want to be with me?”

My back touched the seat of the couch as he towered over me. For the first time since I started classes with him, I was scared of him. I’m never scared of anyone. It’s one of my odd traits, I didn’t feel as much as other people did; however, my instincts decided now was the right time to have fear kick in.

His hand traveled up my stomach and onto my chest, “W-what are you doing?” He huffed in annoyance. My heart felt as if it was going to beat out of my chest and I struggled to breathe. I wasn’t sure if my breath stuttered because of my fear or Mr. Bentle’s hands groping on my chest.

“Just stay quiet. We’ll call this a little apology for breaking up with me.”

Anyone with common sense should know what occured in Mr. Bentle’s studio that day. When I had gotten home later at night, my parents had scolded me for staying out past my curfew. They had no idea that it wasn’t my fault at all.

I went on with my life like normal after that, except without any dance classes. I took it upon myself to dance on my own. You couldn’t really tell I had been raped. The only sign was that I stopped doing ballet, the dance style Mr. Bentle had taught me. It made me sick to even look at the photos of me in my tu-tu that were scattered around my room.

When I turned 18, I left the small, confining town of North Dakota. I didn’t turn back and I never will. I grew to realize through my friends and partners that there was nothing there for me anymore. I’m not sure if there was ever anything there for me.

I turned away from classic dance entirely and started doing a more… provocative type of dance. It helped me release anger and sadness that I never knew I had and the sway of my hips and the cold touch of the pole made me feel free. It was the opposite of the seering hot touch of Mr. Bentle’s hands.

Being with Agatha and Francis, I’ve become more in touch with how I’m feeling. I know how to identify when I’m sad or angry, and if I’m paying attention, I can pick those feelings up on other people. I’m still blunt and straightforward. Francis said I should never get rid of this trait because she loves seeing me piss people off. Agatha needs that kind of straightoforwardness because they hate reading inbetween the lines.

Do my partners know what happened to me? They know to an extent. They know were I grew up and how I was treated… and they know of Mr. Bentle. They don’t know what he did; they both assume it was some popular upperclassmen, and I don’t plan on telling them it was him. Even though he did something terrible to me, I won’t ignore the fact that he opened me up to a whole new world of something I still love dearly; dancing. He encouraged me to dance even when my parents refused to pay for it, and even if that was for some malicious reason, I won’t let myself forget that.

I will never thank him or be thankful to him. I will never put his name in a positive light and I avoid talking about him in general. He hurt me. Me, only 15 and him the age of 34. I won’t forgive him, but I’ll never forget him.

“Em, you can still come to dinner, right?” Francis called from their shared bedroom. Emily was sat in the living room and was staring down at her paper with a blank face.

“Emily?” Agatha lifted Emily’s face and wiped away tears she hadn’t known were there, “Are you okay?”

“I-” she paused, thoughts going back to the studio. The sizzling hot heat of his hands. Him, “I’ve let him go.”

“Who?”

“Mr. Bentle.”

#my ocs #polyamorous #queer love #nonbinary #ocs #oc character #oc angst #a bit of fluff #tw assult #assult mention #pansexual #child neglect #homophobia

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arts-and-sharks-poetry · 1 year

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Big Bad Wolf

The big bad wolf always makes sure his punches land

And the big bad wolf takes a boy and makes him a man

But the big bad wolf is a liar

And he never taught that man to sire

The child born from the pyres

Of fears. Of tears. Of years flushed away with guilt.

Now the big bad wolf takes shelter

In this house of the men who felt her

Without her choice.

He makes so much noise.

And he huffs and he puffs and he tears me down

He slams my head into solid ground.

But I can’t cry wolf.

I can’t cry wolf.

Cause he’s always done worse

Always killed a mother.

Always showed another

Love much tougher than ours.

And I can’t breathe

And I can’t see.

Diets piling high

Burying me alive

Gotta be better

Crack under the pressure

Of all the noise.

Show me how

To make myself worse.

Show me how

To make my life look like a curse

Cause I need to cry wolf

Need to be seen.

Can’t keep pretending

My life’s so fucking clean.

He tells me it’s my fault.

Every tiny revolt.

Every step closer to damnation.

Because I’ve had it good.

I sleep safe and sound

With plenty of food to go around

And my father never hit me.

Never had the chance

He was dead before he could offer a backward glance.

But watching him die didn’t hurt.

Hearing my mother cry herself to sleep never made a dent on me.

Because my father never hit me.

I’m fine.

Family is supposed to love.

But the wolf adds a little more.

Offers a little shove

Takes away the glove

Between what’s good and what hurts.

Oh but I’m fine.

He never ruined.

Never took something I couldn’t get back

I mean, maybe my dignity

Maybe my trust

But what is that in face of all the wolf has seen?

I’m fine.

My mom always wanted me.

My sister loves me.

And that’s healthy.

So because of that, the wolf grabbed some tape.

Used it to shape

The things I could say

There’s no escape

Unless my body is decaying six feet under

And I rise with wrists torn asunder

I can’t cry wolf.

Because he’s eaten away more from someone else.

Taken their skin to use as pelts

But mines intact

So I must be fine.

And, until then, the peace of claiming the big bad wolf will never be mine.

#poetry #aesthetic #arts and sharks poetry #daily poem #poems #poems on tumblr #poet #big bad wolf #tw assult #assult mention #tw shelf harm #dark poetry #sad

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