From A Real Other World...
I found myself dumped into a dark place, naked. The concrete felt cold on my skin as I tried to keep from puking. I couldn't remember how I got there, or even the last thing I'd been doing. Obviously, I had been drugged and shanghaied. But from where? I couldn't tell. the drugs made me dizzy and lightheaded.
Just then a voice spoke. It sounded like the voice of God, coming from everywhere and judging me. It began by listing a litany of my crimes against women. "You have set the women's movement back twenty years, not only with your part ownership in the strip club chain, purnographic magazines and online promography. Your multiple instances of sexual harassment which had either been covered up or the victim's testimony discredited..."