Dylan Farrow Writes An Open Letter About How Woody Allen Abused Her

After reading that headline, Dylan Farrow’s letter and staring at Woody Allen’s juicy pit stain and his nasty, gross pink eye, we’re all going to need to get into a hot bath with a bottle or two of something seriously mind-numbing. I’ll run the bath now….

On Golden Globes night, Woody Allen Frank Sinatra and Mia Farrow’s son Ronan Farrow burned every inch of Woody Allen’s shriveled turtle body when he tweeted the question, “Missed the Woody Allen tribute – did they put the part where a woman publicly confirmed he molested her at age 7 before or after Annie Hall?” The Daily Beast recently wrote a piece defending Woody’s ass against the allegations. The 7-year-old who was sexually abused by Woody was his adopted daughter Dylan Farrow and she’s come out to talk about it publicly for the first time. In Nicholas Kristof’s blog on The New York Times, Dylan Farrow writes about how PedoBear PedoTurtle child touched her when she was just a little girl and he manipulated her in more ways than one.

What’s your favorite Woody Allen movie? Before you answer, you should know: when I was seven years old, Woody Allen took me by the hand and led me into a dim, closet-like attic on the second floor of our house. He told me to lay on my stomach and play with my brother’s electric train set. Then he sexually assaulted me. He talked to me while he did it, whispering that I was a good girl, that this was our secret, promising that we’d go to Paris and I’d be a star in his movies. I remember staring at that toy train, focusing on it as it traveled in its circle around the attic. To this day, I find it difficult to look at toy trains.

For as long as I could remember, my father had been doing things to me that I didn’t like. I didn’t like how often he would take me away from my mom, siblings and friends to be alone with him. I didn’t like it when he would stick his thumb in my mouth. I didn’t like it when I had to get in bed with him under the sheets when he was in his underwear. I didn’t like it when he would place his head in my naked lap and breathe in and breathe out. I would hide under beds or lock myself in the bathroom to avoid these encounters, but he always found me. These things happened so often, so routinely, so skillfully hidden from a mother that would have protected me had she known, that I thought it was normal. I thought this was how fathers doted on their daughters. But what he did to me in the attic felt different. I couldn’t keep the secret anymore.

Dylan goes on to write that when her mother went to the police, Woody denied it and said that Mia was just trying to smear his reputation because he left her for his stepdaughter Soon-Yi. The State of Connecticut never threw criminal charges at Woody because they felt that Dylan wouldn’t be able to handle the trial and that she was too fragile. He was never convicted. Dylan writes that Woody getting away with it still haunts her and she was terrified of touching men and later developed an eating disorder and started cutting herself. She says that she’s in a better place now, but she doesn’t know how Hollywood can support a child touching monster like Woody Allen and she called some bitches out.

What if it had been your child, Cate Blanchett? Louis CK? Alec Baldwin? What if it had been you, Emma Stone? Or you, Scarlett Johansson? You knew me when I was a little girl, Diane Keaton. Have you forgotten me?

Woody Allen is a living testament to the way our society fails the survivors of sexual assault and abuse.

So imagine your seven-year-old daughter being led into an attic by Woody Allen. Imagine she spends a lifetime stricken with nausea at the mention of his name. Imagine a world that celebrates her tormenter.

Are you imagining that? Now, what’s your favorite Woody Allen movie?

And DAMN at those last few lines. And while we’re taking this all in, Mia’s friend Roman Polanski is probably letting out ten clouds of relief while going, “Phew!”