Tom Brokaw Convicted of Sexual Harassment by Former NBC Anchor

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Fullauto223cal's picture

Hey, I remember this lady from Fox News.  Damn she had fucking changed.

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skeptoid's picture

The kind of men who do what she describes Tom Brokaw doing to her, in public, in front of others, without apparent thought for a consequence: Men who do that do it because, from their perspective, all of the time it is acceptable. It cannot be any other way. How did those men arrive at that place? Food for thought.

 

Question: Have any men here been sexually harrassed in a similar manner as this woman was? You ever had a female superior or co-worker do this exact same thing to you? I have, twice - I didn't like it. No one will be interviewing me at Variety however, so I guess I'll just have to live with the horrid trauma of it without a support group to lean on.

 

One thing I'll say: When someone you don't want to fuck says they want to fuck you to your face, a better response than "You're married and I'm Catholic" is "No you creepy old fuck - that's disgusting get the fuck out of my room." And if there was some inkling of an idea in your head about "how this might affect my career", and that influenced your decisions, then you get not a lick of sympathy from me. Fuck your career - you just let what is supposedly a monster continue to "victimize" other women because you thought there might be somewhat of a chance that your career might be negatively affected if you just honestly reject the old fart's advance.

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danmanjones's picture

He went to her hotel room, told her he wanted to have an affair with her & tried to kiss her but she rejected his advance so he left.

Saved ya 13 mins.

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Trevicahn's picture

Woah there, CONVICTED and ACCUSED are totally different things. 

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Grothesk's picture

The user known as thepantysoaker is an intentional troll.  He posts relevant and sometimes interesting videos, but it's best to ignore his titles and commentary.

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Muchos Munchbagger's picture

For years, while being top contributer. It's like a desperate need to be the number one of a community while maintaining a middle finger pointing at it.

...For many years.

Basically therapist territory

 

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"I was groped and assaulted."

 

She was tickled.

 

"I jumped, got out of the way... got out of his (PERVERTED GRASP)".

 

Did she scream? Did she giggle as girls do when they're tickled or even nervously smile?

Did she use a single facial muscle to convey discomfort to him or her coworkers?

 

"Nobody did a thing".

And neither did she.

 

"I struggled to think of how I could signal him to go away, without offending or angering the single most powerful man at the network."

 

(I struggled to clearly explain to my boss to stop sexually harassing me in the workplace and that I was not interested, because I didn't want to lose my job yet)

 

So what I told him in a chatroom which I quickly logged off right after, without seeing his response which would reveal his interpretation of it, was that "I ONLY LIKE MILK AND COOKIES" as some kind of code for something incredibly specific and counter-intuitive as  "NOT ONLY AM I NOT INTERESTED, I'M THIRTY YEARS YOUNGER THAN YOU, LIKE HELLO?".

 

You know... To let him, an older guy with a hard on for me, to fill in the blanks himself.

It's not like "milk and cookies" has been code for something completely different for decades now, and logging off directly after saying something vague with no negative undertones whatsoever would make him think of anything sexual at all.

 

When I got back into the hotelroom, I mean I checked back in, which I just said out of order for some reason, after the flight was cancelled because of snow, which kind of justifies his "too risky" remark, I was shocked to see that the specifically third call to me that night was from him, which was a call and not a pre-recorded message where I wouldn't be able to communicate with him further and explain what I really meant, and he told me to order "MILK AND COOKIES" and that he was coming over.

 

Which came out of nowhere!

It's as if he took my incredibly vague and invented on the spot code-language in response to his invitation for drinks, which I admit was in a humerous manner, as a LITERAL CODE FOR I ONLY WANT MILK AND COOKIES.

 

Who would have thought?

 

"And I felt trapped!"

IN A CAGE DR.PHIL! AN INVISIBLE CAGE I COULD ESCAPE AT ANY TIME!

 

And it felt like he ordered me, even though he never said it was an order and it was not during working hours, and it was not like he was acting on the previous code I delivered to him, which never mentioned: No, I will not join you for drinks, nor milk and cookies, if I don't take my flight tonight, if you call and I answer.

 

And THEN he ACTUALLY CAME and knocked on the hotelroom door.

And I asked him "What are you doing here?", even though he clearly said, "I'm coming over" just a few minutes ago and I've been talking with a friend in DC about that very fact for several minutes right now, to the point where we planned that she would stay on the phone just in case this VERY SCENARIO TOOK PLACE.

 

After that I let him in, and he sat down on the sofa, and for some unexplained reason he says: "I WAS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. LET US NOW PRETEND THE PREVIOUS CONVERSATIONS NEVER HAPPENED."

 

And as I was still standing there, and he was sitting right here on the couch right next to me where I shall now place my hand without even looking, of which place in the couch I never sat next to at this point in time. And he sat back like this with his arm on the couch as if he was sitting next to someone, but there was totally not someone there because remember I was still standing by the door and shaking.

 

And then he said something like out of a movie, like totally as if someone wrote the script to that movie, that is what his character would say.

 

AND NOW, AT THIS VERY POINT, THIS IS WHERE I SAY, BUT YOU ARE MARRIED, AND I FLAUNT MY RELIGIOUS BELIEF AS IF CATHOLICS DON'T KNOW HOW TO FUCK.

 

And he was like, wtfbitchareyoucrazysayingnotothisDickrighthurrrrrrrrrr? What are you some kind of business bitch like Russert? I mean shieeeet I tried to get deep on dat fat ass but that tease told me naw, cause all religious shit too.

Naw girl, you ain't like that. Sit right here next to uncle Tom. C'mon girl.

 

And for some reason, I didn't know how to say "no". As if the word had escaped my mind the very moment I needed it most.

 

So I sat down right next to him, the very thing I DID NOT want to do, I DID.

 

BUT.

 

I grabbed a pillow!

That would show him, that pig, what I really wanted.

 

And then he like goes on about like how he thought that we were flirting online, which was impossible, because I made it very clear, when I wrote: "I only like MILK and COOKIES".

 

Now at this very point, I HAVE A VERY GOOD OPPORTUNITY TO TELL HIM IT WAS ALL A MISUNDERSTANDING, AND THAT IT HAS GONE JUST ABOUT TOO FAR, AND MAYBE EVEN APOLOGIZE TO HIM, SINCE IT'S ACTUALLY MY FAULT HE THOUGHT ALL OF THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE.

 

BUT NO.

 

I LOVE TALKING IN CODES, EVEN IF MY SEXUAL INTEGRITY IS IN DANGER. MMmmmph.

So I mention an ACTUAL SEXUAL HARASSMENT CASE to him just before it was about to go down.

 

Then he puts his index finger on my lips, UGH FUCKING OLD BUM FINGER ON DA LIPS, and he says the name of that sexual harassment case. Then he grabs the back of my head like the whore I am and tries to force me to kiss him.

 

AND NOW

 

FINALLY

 

AS THE GUY WHO PROBABLY HAVEN'T HAD SEX WITH HIS WIFE IN DECADES, BOUT TO BUST A NUT RIGHT THERE

 

I TELL HIM

 

TOM!

 

I DO NOT WANT TO DO THIS WITH YOU.

 

IF I WERE TO GO DOWN THIS LONG HARD RO(A)D...

 

I WOULD HAVE SUCH A SENSE OF LOSS

(This is where I knew for a undeniable fact that bitch was lying and that I will not feel any regret writing any of this and posting it. Who the fuck even says that)

 

NOT MY VIRGINITY, I TOTALLY GOT DICKED BEFORE

 

BUT MY CATHOLIC INNOCENCE, WHAT REALLY MATTERS IN LIFE.

 

AND WOULD YOU BELIEVE, AFTER WHAT FELT LIKE AN ETERNITY SHORT OF 30 MINUTES THAT FRIEND ON THE PHONE PROMISED TO CALL SECURITY

 

AFTER I TOLD HIM SPECIFICALLY THAT I DID NOT WANT THIS WITHOUT ANY CODEWORDS OR PILLOWS, WHICH IMMEDIATELY RELATES TO "BED" BECAUSE THAT'S WHERE PEOPLE SLEEP, AND THIS MAN WANTED TO "SLEEP WITH ME"...

 

RIGHT AFTER I FINALLY JUST  FUCKING TOLD HIM

 

WOULD YOU BELIEVE WHAT HE DID NEXT?

 

HE ACTUALLY RESPECTED MY WISH AND TOTALLY GOT THE FUCK OUT OF THERE.

 

BTW yeah he tried to kiss me again before he left to test me out like: Is this bitch serious? After all this? Naw, I just gotta check one more time, cause what if this bitch is being all da vinci code again?

 

And as I was shaking exactly like I was holding two Shake Weights on full strength, because I never actually tried telling anyone who wanted to have sex with me that it was not okay to try to have sex with me when I didn't want to, so this was my first time actually telling the truth to someone like that, even though the worst case scenario in my mind was that I would lose my job, and not the scenario where I would get dateraped by an old perv because I never actually said no to penis before in my life, but since he looked the way he did, all already old like, Angry Dad looking you know, my best argument was my religious heritage, which totally worked to my surprise.

 

Then I called my friend again. Who I hung up on before I let Tom into the hotelroom. She didn't stay on the phone while it happened. I forgot to mention that. If that was the case, that would have been genius, because I could take that to court, with a witness that heard every word testify one day and my friend could even try to record the whole thing and get actual evidence. But no, I totally hung up on her to let a stalking pervert into my room for 30 minutes for her to THEN call security.

 

So I call her, even though I am traumatized as I explained with the shaking hands and not able to do anything for an eternity, and I tell her everything that transpired in that room, verbatim.

 

AND THEN I TOOK NOTES OF EVERYTHING, EVEN THOUGH I COULD REMEMBER EVERY WORD AND WOULD NEVER FORGET IT.

 

I always keep notes, as a reporter.

 

But I never say no, when being forced into an awkward situation where my boss wants to have sex with me. Not until their dick is gracing my nose, do I say no.

 

The next day, I flew back, to home base.

 

And he started texting me, on the chat, on the computer, all day. All that day, he texted me all sorts of messages. But I never took notes of those messages nor save the text on a floppy disc.

 

And finally, he told me that he wanted to lower the temperature on this "CALL ME", and gave me a link to his extention.

 

And I was like... There is no "?".

 

What do I do?

 

When there is no "?" after the thing he says (on a computer this time)

 

That must mean...

 

That this...

 

IS ANOTHER DIRECT ORDER! 

 

(I almost fell off my chair)

 

OH NOoooo

 

IF I DISOBEYED ANOTHER ORDER, I COULD BE COURTMARSHALLED OR SOMETHING, JUST LIKE THE MILITARY, OR SET UP FOR ANOTHER DATE RAPE, OR WORSE!!!!!..................

 

I COULD BE FIRED!

(SWALLOWS DEEPLY AND SHUTS HER EYES AT THE SAME TIME FOR THE UMPTIETH TIME)

 

HE POSSIBLY ORDERED ME TO CALL HIM TO HEAR HIS APOLOGY I THOUGHT.

 

But instead of an apology, he tried to change the entire narrative.

 

But I was not buying that.

 

Oh hell naw. I wouldn't let that happen. Uh-uh. No way HOSAY.

 

BUT I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING.

 

EVER.

 

UNTIL NOW.

 

UNTIL TODAY.

 

I'VE BEEN ALMOST ACTUALLY RAPED SO MANY TIMES.

 

BUT THE PTSD FROM ALMOST LOSING MY JOB, IS FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR WORSE THAN THE AMOUNT OF TIMES I ALMOST ACTUALLY GOT RAPED.

 

 

Note to everyone:

I'm sorry for taking all this space. But this is by far the most ridiculous interview and story I've ever beared to listen to.

I barely know who Tom Brokaw is. I kind of remember him from TV. I don't want to protect him in any way.

But this story, is fucking idiotic to the point where I can't believe anyone would let it air, or even be posted on the internet. I even fucking checked to make sure this was not Onion news.

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