Annnnd I think we’re just about all done with this now.
Several women have accused porn legend Ron Jeremy of sexual assault.
This would seem to be a serious story, not a parody or spoof. No, really, I mean it.
The allegations against Jeremy, which date back more than 30 years, gained traction when adult star Ginger Banks released a video in June 2017 detailing several allegations of sexual misconduct against Jeremy from other adult stars, as well as fans.
Jeremy didn’t take Banks’ campaign against him lightly.
“For over 40 years fans and fellow performers pay money and wait in long lines to meet me. They want autographs, pictures, to flirt with me, physically grab me in different areas (usually my clothed penis), they ask me to touch them and many ask to have me sign their boobs,” he told Rolling Stone in a statement. “When I take photos with fans and other performers at these conventions, signings or events, I do sometimes kiss people on the lips or the cheek, sign boobs or whatever they want. There is ‘put on’ flirting and touching for the photos. This is exactly what people pay me for at conventions.
Emphasis mine here and throughout the rest of the excerpt. And, y’know, kind of, umm, important.
However, Jeremy was accused of more than groping.
Former adult star Jennifer Steele accused Jeremy, 64, of raping her twice in 1997.
“He started off being really handsy,” Steele told Rolling Stone in a feature released Wednesday. “That was one of the things I looked back at being like, ‘I should’ve known.’”
Jeremy reportedly told Steele that he booked a photoshoot for her in which she would simulate sex. Steele alleged that during the photoshoot, Jeremy told her he needed to look at her to prepare for the shoot and he allegedly assaulted her for the first time.
“It turned into him basically sticking it in without me knowing it was happening,” Steele alleged.
Uh huh. Ron Jeremy is famous for having around a 14-inch cock; in fact, it’s how he became a well-known porn star in the first place. I most assuredly do NOT have any such thing—despite which shortcoming, I never once “stuck it in” anybody “without their knowing it was happening,” if the responses from my, uhh, co-conspirators is any indication. Unless this woman has a vagina so worn and abused that it gapes and audibly flaps in the slightest breeze, amounting to a crevasse of Grand Canyon-esque proportions, the idea that she was even partially penetrated by an appendage physically comparable to a fireplug or a toddler’s arm “without her knowing” is preposterous.
“I said flat-out no…He doesn’t hear no. He just kinda keeps going and pretends like you didn’t say anything.”
“During the whole photo shoot I was thinking, ‘Was I just raped?”
No. No, you most definitely were not. If you were, then the word no longer has any meaning at all.
As a result, Steele says she agreed to stay at Jeremy’s apartment that night, but claims she told him she had a boyfriend and wouldn’t consent to any sexual activity with Jeremy and that he raped her again that night.
You weren’t raped that time either; see bold portion above for a useful clue as to why not. Jeremy’s response to this horseshit on stilts is pithy, blunt, and perfectly correct:
Jeremy denied the allegations, telling the magazine, “Why would she decide to go to her rapist’s home? Give me a f—king break.”
Indeed. That anybody would take such crap seriously for even a moment demonstrates just how extreme our Progressivist-inspired torment of the language has become…which, as I always insist, is another thing that didn’t happen by accident, coincidence, or happenstance. Another good Jeremy response:
Another adult film star, Julia Ann, accused Jeremy of forcefully trying to give her a leg massage without her consent in 2011 at a Hedonism II convention in Jamaica. A colleague confirmed Ann had confided in him about the incident.
“I don’t fear him costing me work. He’s not in a position of power,” Ann explained. “What is more fearful to me and more upsetting to me is me saying something and everyone looking at me and going, ‘But that’s Ron.’”
Jeremy dismissed Ann’s claim, telling Rolling Stone, “Someone claimed that in Hedonism in Jamaica, which is a nudist swingers resort, I tried to massage their leg years ago? Why is this even in an article?”
“As for the charges of Groping, I say yes, I AM A GROPER,” he wrote in an email to Rolling Stone. “And by groper, I mean I get paid to show up to these shows, events, and photo shoots and touch the people and they touch me. I’m not the young stud I was, but I still draw a crowd.”
By which action—showing up at a Jeremy event, I mean—these supposed “innocent victims” disqualify themselves from making any accusations of misbehavior on his part. Any CREDIBLE accusations, that is, any accusations to which the response of right ought to be anything more than a scornful bellylaugh.
All of this—repeat, ALL OF IT, from Judge Moore on down—began as nothing more than the latest gambit in the Deep State establishment’s attempt to remove Trump from office, or at least make it impossible for him to govern. Happily, as with all their recent stratagems, it’s all blown up in their faces, with the ludicrous Jeremy farce putting the finishing touch on the scattering of the rubble. They’re little more than clowns at this point, capering and cavorting for our amusement while demanding our serious regard—full of sound and fury, signifying…nothing.