‘The First Time She Molested Me, I Was Three. The Last Time, I Was Twelve’
Posted on | June 19, 2014 | 56 Comments
Moira Greyland is the daughter of famed novelist Marion Zimmer Bradley, who died in 1999. Greyland’s father — Bradley’s second husband, Walter Breen — was accused of sexually molesting a 12-year-old boy in 1989, ten years after he separated from Bradley, who was accused of covering up her for husband’s pedophile activities. Bradley’s own tendencies toward lesbianism have been noted, but now Moira Greyland has claimed that she was molested by her mother:
The first time she molested me, I was three. The last time, I was twelve, and able to walk away. I put Walter in jail for molesting one boy. I had tried to intervene when I was 13 by telling Mother and Lisa [Waters, Bradley’s personal secretary and reputed lesbian lover], and they just moved him into his own apartment. I had been living partially on couches since I was ten years old because of the out of control drugs, orgies, and constant flow of people in and out of our family ‘home.’ None of this should be news. Walter was a serial rapist with many, many, many victims (I named 22 to the cops) but Marion was far, far worse. She was cruel and violent, as well as completely out of her mind sexually. I am not her only victim, nor were her only victims girls.
Paul St. John Mackintosh discusses the case at TeleRead. Greyland was born in the mid-1960s and, if her parents were part of an “out of control” scene that included drugs and orgies in the 1970s, this would have made them part of the radical counterculture. And what do we know about the content of Bradley’s fiction?
An undercurrent of feminism runs throughout the Darkover series. Bradley frequently examines sex roles and the limitations they place on the individual. . . . Critics have praised Bradley’s ability to incorporate feminist and utopian ideals into the harsh realism of Darkover without diminishing the credibility of the characters or their society.
Bradley’s feminist interests are also evident in . . . The Mists of Avalon (1982). This novel, which retells the Arthurian legend from the viewpoint of the women involved, has received considerable critical attention.
Furthermore, we know that Bradley wrote lesbian pulp fiction under pseudonyms, including I Am a Lesbian (as Lee Chapman, 1962) and The Strange Women (as Miriam Gardner, 1967).
Marion Zimmer Bradley (left) wrote lesbian novels under pseudonyms.
What else do we know about her?
Bradley . . . professed a lifelong interest in the occult and in the early 1980s described herself as “neopagan,” explaining her faith as one that “rejects the Christian belief in man’s dominion over the earth.”
She said she also believed in clairvoyance, extrasensory perception and reincarnation . . .
This is not to say that all neopagan lesbian feminists are bad people. Just saying you can’t blame this one on the heteronormative patriarchy.
(Hat-tip: Commenter “Mm.”)
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56 Responses to “‘The First Time She Molested Me, I Was Three. The Last Time, I Was Twelve’”
June 20th, 2014 @ 10:32 pm
Delany was quite open about being “polymorphously perverse” which is doctalk for “would screw a rattlessnake if someone held it still” in several interviews in the ’70’s.
June 21st, 2014 @ 1:51 am
DSM-6 only needs three sections: Sexual Deviants, WooWoos and Full-On Wackadoodles. The APA just insists on overcomplicating things.
June 22nd, 2014 @ 6:12 am
He’s talking about Gramscian social Bolshevism. It’s the intellectual fig leaf that covers the nihilism of the Left. Society must be smashed utterly, smashed to atoms, so that people who know better than stupid peasants like us can rebuild society to their liking. All social mores must go, even things like heterosexuality and not having sex with infants and animals. They are “social hegemony” and they stand in the way of the Revolution. This is why you always find the Left defending disgusting people and suggesting that it’s those of us who object who have the problem; some of them even go so far as to dress up normal, healthy, sane repugnance as pathological–see also, “transphobia,” “islamophobia,” and so on.
June 22nd, 2014 @ 6:16 am
In my experience, the worst ones wear animal costumes. “Furries” were the LGBTOMGWTFBBQ mob of the 1990s Internet, with exactly the same batshit insane, self-entitled whiny tone and victim complex.
June 22nd, 2014 @ 6:27 am
Indeed. Wicca was made up out of whole cloth in the 1920s by Alastair Crowley. It’s bits and pieces of Northern European paganism, bits and pieces of Western European paganism, bits and pieces of Victorian-era spiritualism/vitalism/seance/ouija board gibberish, bits and pieces of Satanism, and lots of stuff that he created using the time-honored method that students of comparative mythology call “pulling it out of his ass.” It is laughable, incoherent garbage, a crock of shit from top to bottom and end to end, seemingly created to appeal to bored housewives and angsty fat teenage girls who can’t get a boyfriend.
Disclaimer: I am an atheist. All religion and “spirituality” is equally illogical to me. I single out Wicca for particular scorn because it is not even self-consistent mythology, not even competently written.
June 23rd, 2014 @ 3:05 pm
Wait until it’s not enough for it to be a costume! I promise this will make you laugh… http://herbork.com/2014/02/07/i-am-not-ashamed-to-be/