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*RAPE TRIGGER ALERT*

It was 20 years ago last night that Mia Zapata walked out of the Comet Tavern on Capitol Hill in Seattle, wearing shorts and heavy black boots. She was last seen alive just after midnight.

When her body was discovered lying in the street just over three hours later, it was found that she had been brutally beaten, raped, and then strangled with the cord of her sweatshirt — which bore the name of her band, The Gits. According to the medical examiner, if she had not been strangled she would have died from the internal injuries suffered from the beating.

In January of 2003, after nearly a ten year investigation, police, using DNA evidence, finally made an arrest in Mia’s murder. The investigators working the case had refused to give up and were relentless in their pursuit of leads, no matter how seemingly insignificant.

When they discovered that DNA evidence found at the scene was linked to Jesus Mezquia, 48, a Cuban native living in the Florida Keys, they immediately got on a plane for Florida.

As they collected their checked luggage at the airport, one of the investigators looked down at the tag that had been attached to his suitcase — and saw the airport identification acronym, MIA, for Miami. He says that although he doesn’t consider himself a superstitious man, he knew in his heart that it was her telling them, “You are on the right track. Follow me and I will show you the way.”

That tag hangs in his office to this day, and will remain there, he says, for as long as he does — as a reminder of the life and tragic death of an extraordinary young woman.

In response to Mia’s murder, her friends formed Home Alive, an organization that educates women on how to defend themselves against attackers. A 1996 benefit album, entitled Home Alive, featured contributions from Nirvana, Soundgarden, Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam, Jello Biafra, 7 Year Bitch, and many others, and raised money for the organization — as well as an awareness of Zapata’s life and music.

Mia Zapata, a painter, poet, and activist, as well as a singer, was 27 years old.

JUST ONE YEAR OLDER THAN MY DAUGHTER IS TODAY.

And I RAGE.

Requiescat in Pace, Mia Zapata.

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About muffybolding

Muffy Bolding is a mother/writer/actor/knitter/feminist/withered debutante who likes the smell of asparagus pee, and remains obsessed with the bathroom hygiene of her three children -- despite the fact that they are 23, 19, and 16. She is blissfully married to a cute Jewish boy who looks like Willie Wonka, but remains tragically in love with the dead poet, Ted Hughes. She has the mouth of a Teamster, and her patron saint is Rocco (pestilence relief.) Ms. Bolding lives in Southern California, where she enjoys typing words, making movies, and plucking the rings from the fingers of the dead. She was the co-creator and Editor-in-Chief of the award winning satire zine, Fresno Lampoon, and in between writing screenplays, carnival barking, and savagely threatening her trio of darling larvae with a wooden spoon, she currently publishes the zine, "Withered Debutante." More of her work can also be found in the anthology, "Mamaphonic: Balancing Motherhood and Other Creative Acts", the compilation zine, "Mamaphiles III: Coming Home", as well as in The Cortland Review and hipmama.com. She is currently writing and producing for film and television, and working on a book of essays entitled, "Inside A Chinese Dragon." She has slept around, but not nearly as much as she would have liked.
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