My reaction, earlier, to KillerMartini’s article on the ever expanding heap of Men Who Done Wrong: 

I keep thinking about Mad Men. Yes, fictional, yes over dramatized, yes flashy, yes pretty narrowly focused on a certain stripe of the upper middle class. But I, the daughter of public school teachers, am about the same age as Sally Draper. I recognized the world that story is about, even while the industries and wealth level were dramatically different. Part of the focus of that show is how men treat women, and how women treat each other, and how anyone stepping out of line is dealt with. I had friends who wouldn’t watch it, because it depicted and somehow to them sanctioned the sexist crap, the assault, the alcoholism, the insanity. To me, it painted a picture, a character study of a time when things we think are bullshit now were predictable and almost mandatory. Certainly unquestioned. And I know a lot of men (and women too, I think?) are still living in that mindset.

I can’t sanction the shitty things men have done to me and other women. But I also can’t expect men to know what they have not yet learned. I also know there’s a difference between the patronizing male customer I dealt with tonight, and the dude who makes a crude joke about women, and the guy who grabs my ass or tit, and the men who threatened to or actually assaulted me. It’s a continuum, and the dudes who grew up in whatever era they lived through, learning stupid shitty shallow dude behavior, aren’t all the same, and don’t, in the words of KM, all deserve to be shot to the moon.

We’ve got a lot of unlearning to do, and a lot of reshaping to manage. Some of us – women and men – are well down that path, and some people are still clueless and will never wake up. I’d like us to step through this carefully, and leave as few bodies strewn about as possible.