The last couple of years have produced seemingly endless stories about the sexual assault crisis on American college campuses. But the threat of sexual assault doesn’t end when a woman turns her tassel and picks up her diploma from the framers.
Anonymous secret-sharing social network Whisper isn’t just for people who have peed in their office percolator and want to giggle about it with cubedwelling strangers, or cheated on their wives with Very Famous Male Celebrities, or who secretly hate their kids. It’s become a repository for stories told by people who feel like they have no one to talk to about the sort of creepy, predatory garbage person shit that goes down every day in offices headed by folks who think that being the boss means having free rein over their employees’ bodies.