The story of Jada, the Houston 16-year-old who found out she was raped after photos of her, passed out at a party, popped up on social media, was so depressingly familiar I believed I would lose all faith in humanity. But Jada’s bravery in a local news interview — “Everybody has already seen my face and my body, but that’s not what I am and who I am,” she said — suggested that, against the odds, there was hope for us yet. Then a bunch of kids began tweeting pictures of themselves splayed out like a passed-out Jada (hashtag #jadapose), and I wondered if it was too late to sign up for that manned one-way trip to Mars. But the #jadapose tweets were quickly drowned out by the supporters (#justiceforjada) — not to mention a tear-jerking interview with Jada’s mom on MSNBC — and now I just feel like TGIF. I’m not sure I could’ve handled another swing of the emotional pendulum.
