David Brodosi – Sexual harassment and pornography-viewing on work computers during work hours is a matter not to be ignored, USF!

Dirty man!

David Brodosi, the USF library supervisor, views porn at work!

On university-owned computers! And then sends it to female employees under his supervision! With his USF work email!

USF!

When will you do something about the sexual harassment and porn-use during work hours of your supervisors, employees, and professors such as David Brodosi and Dr. Catherine Wilkins?

Sexual harassment and pornography-viewing on work computers during work hours is a matter not to be ignored, USF!

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Is There a Link Between Pornography and Sexual Harassment?

Posted by Maria Gola

For Men, How to, Pornography Facts, Prevention, Recovery

The list of high-profile men being accused of sexual misconduct keeps getting longer and longer and it is starting to freak me out. It is one thing when it is the cliché slimy politicians who you assumed have been doing that kind of thing all along, but it’s another when it’s comedians you grew up watching, musicians whose songs you’ve rocked out to, or the creators of and actors in your favorite movies and tv shows.

I feel like Keith David’s character in They Live. It’s like Rowdy Roddy Piper is trying to get me to put on the sunglasses and I am willing to get the ever loving crap kicked out of me to avoid putting on those things on, because I know when I do, I won’t be able to see things the same way ever again. It would be easy to ignore all of this and go about my business, but I cannot do that anymore.

There is a problem here, and I don’t know how to fix it. That scares me.

Not to oversimplify things too much, but to me, the problem is that women are too often seen as objects; things to possess to make a man feel better about himself.

Where does this objectification come from? Well, a lot of places. And I do mean a LOT. But we cannot ignore the fact that pornography is one of the worst offenders.

This is not to say that porn is the direct cause of all sexual harassment or violence.

It is one of many factors, but one that should not be ignored. When interviewed about her experiences, Elizabeth Smart said that porn made her living hell worse. While her traumatic experiences perpetrated by an extremely disturbed individual may have occurred regardless of porn use, it intensified what was already going on and certainly didn’t help matters at all.

Porn Only Exists to Objectify

Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t think men are viewing explicit images with the intent of hating women. Not at all.

Objectification is, however, a byproduct of the porn use.

Like many things on the internet, viewing pornography provides a thin veil of unreality, where we see things without the emotional attachment of reality. This is the same thought behind internet trolls. We say things on the internet that we would never say to someone’s face because we don’t see them as real people. After repeated action, some of this bleeds into reality.

Not all at once, but bit by bit. We might say a disparaging comment to a coworker about his political opinion because we’ve said the same thing to strangers online multiple times. By applying that same logic, perhaps casual sexual harassment, whether it is catcalls, inappropriate touching, or even dirty jokes or stories becomes easier to stomach after repeated exposure to women as objects.

Most if not all internet pornography is not art, nor does it possess any cultural value. Its sole purpose is to present an image that will lead to self-gratification. It often accomplishes this by catering to a man’s more base desires: dominance, power, selfishness, and sexual release, all at the expense of a woman.

Making the connection between repeated viewing of these images and the tendency to view women as objects seems obvious. There have been several studies highlighting the relationship between the two, but there are arguments to be had on both sides. While some believe that the connection between the two may be exaggerated, as stated above, it’s certainly not doing anything to erase the problem with objectification of women.

But there are things that can help.

Rediscovering Empathy

“How would you feel if someone did that to you?”

Do you remember hearing this line from your childhood? Even though most of us were taught from a young age to treat others in a way that we would want to be treated, it sometimes gets lost as adults. Empathy is the realization that other people have feelings just as real and deep as our own, and making an attempt at understanding them. Empathy is what fuels the connection between us.

Empathy is the direct opposite of objectification.

Having empathy and recognizing women as human beings shouldn’t be difficult. The harsh reality is that we have been surrounded by objectified women in popular media and pornography our entire lives. We have been conditioned to see women as things to possess, symbols of wealth and status, and prizes to be won after an adventure.

Congrats on not getting knocked out! Here’s your Adrian!

Rocky didn’t even have to win to get his girl. What gives?

We see a slightly watered down version of this throughout popular media, but pornography takes it up a notch.

Studies have shown that when observers are presented with a sexualized image of a woman in pornography, she becomes less of a human and more of an object in the eyes of the observer.

Once more for those in the back:

Women are not objects.

Men are not objects.

We are people.

So how do we change this? How do we even begin to reject an idea that is being pressed upon us from every angle?

It’s not something that will change overnight, but here are a few tips to help you get started.

Quick List of How to Treat Women as Friends Instead of Objects

Talk to Women: Sounds great. We like women. The caveat here is talking with them without expecting rewards of affection in return. Talk to them with the intent of understanding and developing friendships. I’m not advocating approaching strangers.

Don’t be creepy, please. Call your mom and ask her what she’s been up to lately. Ask your wife about the books she is reading. Strike up a conversation with your daughter about her favorite friends at school. Which brings us to the next, and arguably most important, item on our list.

Listen: If there’s one sure fire way to sow the seeds of empathy and connection, is through listening. Ask questions instead of offering advice.

Watch What You’re Watching: We’ve established that the media floods us with images and portrayal of objectified women. Start by simply recognizing that this is happening.

Begin to notice when women are being used as rewards or as tools to sell products. It’s time to put on the sunglasses, man.

Break up with Pornography: Easier than it sounds, I know. But thousands of other guys have done it. It’s not impossible. There are plenty of guides to help you through the process, including accountability software and replacing bad habits with good ones.

Maybe check out this article on quitting porn by The Art of Manliness for additional tips.

Not all Jokes are Funny: Humor has changed a lot over the years. Certain movies I thought were hilarious as a kid are cringe-worthy to me now (*cough cough* Spaceballs *cough*). The same is true for joking around with friends and colleagues. Leave the juvenile locker room talk behind. Start to recognize that joking about a woman’s appearance or weight is really not all that funny, let alone appropriate.

Be an Example: As you start to become more aware of how women are objectified, start standing up for them. Check out the #heforshe campaign. Your words, even in casual conversation, can have far-reaching impact. Make that impact a positive one.

While it may feel like we’ve come a long way since the days of prevalent Mad Men-esque sexual harassment, we obviously still have a long way to go. Keep using a critical eye when viewing media, and let go of the pornography that serves to turn human beings into nothing more than flimsy imitations of reality. Change can and will happen, but it’s up to all of us to help it along the way.

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Below are texts of documents written by Dr. Wilkins concerning David Brodosi.

“story 4”
“story 5”

David Brodosi uses his USF work email address and computer to send female employees pornographic images. Actual explicit images sent by David Brodosi are available.

It is written by Dr. Catherine Wilkins that:

“During this phone conversation, he (David Brodosi) directed me toward a web site which featured adult fiction of an erotic nature. He (David Brodosi) asked me to read a story aloud to him on the phone, and I complied. When I concluded, he (David Brodosi) said that he enjoyed it to the point of climax.”

Catherine Wilkins states David Brodosi writes erotic fiction, and then asks female USF employees under his supervision to read such erotic stories to him as David Brodosi masturbates. David Brodosi then requests sex.

Catherine Wilkins states: “Several full-time staff members, including Gerald Notaro, Robert McKenzie, Daniel Richards and Mr. Brodosi, used their state-owned work computers to view pornography during business hours.”

“story 4” and “story 5” are custom-written sex stories authored by Dr. Wilkins with the characters of “Cat” and “David.” 


Dr. Wilkins states she read these sex stories to David Brodosi as he masturbated.

Over a period of more than a year, Dr. Wilkins informed her significant other (at that time), and presented a story, evidence, and documents, that showed:

Dr. Wilkins was sexually harassed, then raped at USF by David Brodosi. 


### BEGIN “story 4” ###
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Late feb

David strides into the dark room in the corner of the house. Sitting in a subservient way on the bed is Cat, hands clasped and head down, wearing leather bra and panties.  In the game they are about to play, he is dominant.  He affixes a collar around her neck to show his ability to control her and she trembles.  He asks her if she wants this and she says yes, master.  He takes silk scarves from a dresser, lashing her wrists in front of her, and then tying both wrists to the upper bed posts.

David moves around Cat, though not touching her.  She thinks about what he is going to do and she can almost feel imaginary fingers touching her. He leans down and teasingly kisses her lips with just a  very light touch.  She is left wanting more, but is in no control of the fulfillments of her desires.  He leaves the room for what seems like an eternity.  She is worried that he has left entirely and struggles a little against her restraints.  Finally he re enters the room and she realizes that he was just trying to test her patience and prolong her anticipation.  It has worked.

Cat begins to get excited and mentally places the control of the situation in his command. He carries a bag, from which he removes several objects meant to cause both pleasure and pain.  The first is leather cuffs meant to go around her ankles.  He uses them to chain her ankles to the bottom posts of the bed. They chafe a little, but they prevent her from moving and give David complete control over the situation.  He then takes a lighter from his bag and uses it to ignite a candle.  Cat’s eyes have a look of anxiety in them as he raises the burning candle over her trapped body.  He lets the hot wax drip on to her skin, all the way from her shoulders to her toes.  She cries out and trembles as she feels the heat – it hurts, but it excites her.  to close her eyes, and removes a large feather from his bag.  He turns to her and starts at her face to stroke her skin lightly with the feather.  Cat cannot see, nor imagine what the sensuous, delicate touch is.  She likes how it feels as it glides over the parts of her skin that are exposed and extra sensitive after having the wax fall so close by.  She tries to peek but David sees her and yells at her to keep her eyes closed.  She feels chills all over as the feather skims over her skin.  It reaches her toes before starting back up her legs.  She is writhing, trying to get free of her bonds, to end the tor touching her with the feather.  She imagines that it is a light touch caressing her in every spot but that where she desires it the most.  Finally, she can no longer contain the build up of desire that wells within her.  Biting her lip to keep from screaming out, Cat can merely whimper “MMM, mmmmmm” as the overload of sensation alone makes her orgasm.  “Bad girl!” David reprimands her.  He knows what has just happened to her.  “You will have to be punished for that.”

### END “story 4” ###



### BEGIN “story 5” ###
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Early March

Lying on a bed in a dark room, prepared for sleep, Cat hears a noise. She lifts her head to discover its origin and to her deep shock, sees a man standing in the doorway staring at her. Completely ashamed of her nudity and also very afraid, she vainly attempts to cover herself. She is too surprised to speak. The man utters a low grunt and strides quickly toward her bed. “No !” she cries, thrusting her palm towards him, willing him to stop coming. 

Ignoring her protests, he continues advancing and in a second stands beside her bed. She curls her body into the fetal position and whimpers in fear, which has taken over any consciousness of her own nudity. “No please, please…” she implores him. The man is not so easily dissuaded by her entreaties and taking her arms roughly, pulls them apart and pins them to the bed beside her head. She screams and begins struggling, unable to believe that this is happening to her. She becomes uncovered and exposed as she fights and writhes, her torso twisting from side to side. She starts flailing her legs in desperation so the man responds by jumping astride her stomach where he can control her better. He lets go of one hand, raises his right arm and gives her a strong slap on the cheek. She is temporarily stunned into silence until the shock subsides and the pain takes over, and she begins crying loudly. Tears stream down her cheeks, one of which is pale with fright and the other bright red from the man s blow. The man smiles cruelly at her tears, obviously enjoying and being further aroused by them. Her sobs increase in volume but his excitement only mounts. He bends forward and kisses the tears on her cheek, the one he struck. She flinches at this contact and annoyed, her hits her face again. This brings forth a fresh torrent of tears from the despairing woman. The man’s only response is a harsh laugh. 

He reaches behind him into the back pocket of his jeans, withdrawing something shiny. It is a pair of silver handcuffs, their clasps unlocked. Taking one of her hands in his, he fastens one cuff around her small wrist and clicks the ratchet mechanism shut tight, pinching her wrist painfully in the process. A cold sweat breaks out over her body at her predicament, making her look shiny and sleek. With her free hand, she tries to scratch the man’s face but misses. Angered, he catches her other hand and fastens the handcuff roughly. She stops struggling, but the man is too excited to notice. Chained by her wrists to the bed, she is scared and frustrated. 

She is kicking and one of her feet strikes him a blow and this makes him more furious. He sits on his haunches, imprisoning her calves. She is exposed and has no control over the situation; he laughs at her and begins to undo the belt fastening his jeans. “No, please, don’t, I can’t…” she implored tearfully as she understood what he intended to do to her. She twisted her head violently from side to side as soon as she saw his penis.

He forces her legs apart through sheer strength, ignoring her pleas. Gripping her hips firmly, he pushes hard and penetrates a short distance. The woman screams in agony as he pulls on her for leverage. Soon he has neared his climax and withdraws his penis from her.  The man grunts as he comes all over her belly, which is quivering with fear.  He stands before her, smirking as he watches her recover from the shock of her experience.

Loathe to admit it, Cat realizes the familiarity of some of the feelings she had just experienced.  That tingle she had felt on other occasions when she had touched herself was there.  She realized with horror that she was actually turned on and about to have an orgasm in front of this man.  He stood at her feet laughing at her as she tried to conceal what was happening, but all she could do was moan with her teeth clenched – “MMmmm, mmmm” – at the awful pleasure she was experiencing. As she finished and lay there completely ashamed, trying to hide her face and body, he uncuffed her and disappeared into the night.

### END “story 5” ###

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