‘Do you remember pictures you’ve seen of European cities during the plague?’ Andrea Dworkin asked in 1983. ‘There were wheelbarrows that would go along. They would just pick up corpses and throw them in.

‘That is what it is like knowing about rape…

‘Piles and piles and piles of bodies that have whole lives and human names and human faces. I speak for many feminists and not only myself, when I say I’m tired of what I know and sad beyond any words I have about what has already been done to women up to this point. Now. Here. In this place.

‘I want one day of respite,’ Andrea continued, as she addressed a room of 500 men, asking them to imagine the impossible: a single day without rape.

‘One day off. One day in which no new bodies are piled up. One day in which no new agony is added to the

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