Cross-posted from Tales of the Pack
The other night I got into a debate with a well-meaning straight guy about why cat-calling sucks. He seemed to agree that cat-calling isn’t nice, but he also suggested that it wasn’t a problem that had anything to do with men and power.
I disagree. Catcalling is a way men inflict their will on women. In this way, it goes hand in hand with rape culture.
Catcalling is a daily occurrence for me. It doesn’t matter what I’m wearing (most often I leave the house in baggy jeans and a t-shirt), if I’ve got makeup on, if I’m sick or whatever. I can tell you, every single time, it’s unwanted attention. Days that I go without getting elevator eyes with smooching sounds, or a ‘hey baby, hey baby’ are really awesome days in my book.
As Ndidi Oriji at the always-splendid Racialicious wrote:
I didn’t need you to turn my morning into one long defense of my humanity. I didn’t need you to add to the “gauntlet” that I already had to walk to get to the train station.
There are men who insist that catcalls are “flattering.” No doubt there are women who are complicit in this too. Men often use this as an excuse that because some women enjoy it, that I, a completely different woman with a different set of tastes and standards, should appreciate it too. This is, of course, a warped and idiotic logic that is based on the understanding that I, in my possession of XX chromosomes, must be a part of the hivemind of womanhood that kowtows to male standards of behavior. Because. . .
Rape culture demands that women are sexually subservient. We must behave in a pre-programmed way to any and all attention we get on the street from greasy strangers. Hence the perennial street-harasser’s favorite: “Smile, honey! You have such a pretty smile.”
There are variations on the catcalls, too. Sometimes they do try to express genuine interest, as when I was leaving my office at the Gay & Lesbian Center and a particularly filthy man, along with two friends who were sitting on the curb drinking 40s out of paper bags, suggested that “Girl, you are the kind of woman I go for.” When I retorted that “That’s a problem, cause I don’t go for men at all,” all three men got angry and one snarked something about an ex-girlfriend. Unfortunately, I had walked too far by that point to hear what, exactly, she and I had in common. From the outset, it was a relative innocuous statement. The problem is that when I dared open my mouth in response, he and his buddies got defensive.
Catcalling is a way of removing a woman’s voice. How many times have you witnessed/experienced/heard about a woman responding to a catcall with a loud “fuck off” which only encouraged the man to follow/harass/chase her? In my world “fuck off” means “no.” But in the world of cat-calling, “fuck off” means intimidate, harass, or yell louder.
As Starling wrote in the now-internet-famous essay Schrodinger’s Rapist:
A man who ignores a woman’s NO in a non-sexual setting is more likely to ignore NO in a sexual setting, as well.
If you pursue a conversation when she’s tried to cut it off, you send a message. It is that your desire to speak trumps her right to be left alone. And each of those messages indicates that you believe your desires are a legitimate reason to override her rights.
Catcalling is part of rape culture. It declares that the catcaller has more rights than recipient of said harassment. It tells her that her voice is irrelevant and that she should just grin and bear it. It tells her that she should take it as a compliment and if she doesn’t, it’s her that’s broken. Pardon me, well-meaning straight guy who doesn’t see catcalling as part of rape culture, but doesn’t this sound familiar?
tenderhooligan says
Ain’t that the truth. I was stuck at the side of the motorway for an hour the other day waiting for a breakdown truck, and I must have been cat-called and beeped at 20 times from men in passing lorries. I felt completely intimidated and helpless, not least because they were long past by the time their “compliment” had even registered and I could do nothing. It was horrible and I stood there the whole time thinking, “Yup, this is rape culture”.
(For the victim-blamers out there, I was wearing jeans, a winter coat, and a hat and I was standing there shivering.)
Splinteredones says
Always love ur stuff. We have very similar attitudes. My particular focus is on CSA, which rape culture most definitely impacts. We are nobody’s property. Nobody’s slave. As long as women are objectified by men or in the press–rape culture is there.
Brava you.
Hoodwinked says
I find it even more interesting/infuriating when catcalls happen and I say nothing…this seems to anger the men even more. They lash out more viciously than when I’ve responded (even when I retort with curse words). On one such incident–I got “what? Don’t you speak english bitch?” So we can also see the intersectionality between race and gender.
B. says
This is amazing. Thank you– I have been trying to make the point for SO LONG now that verbal harassment is just a slippery-slope to rape, but men CONSTANTLY dismiss me as a neurotic “feminazi” whenever I make the argument.
I wish I could be as articulate as you were here. This rocks.
trickygirl says
“Catcalling is a way of removing a woman’s voice”
This.
One of the reasons I’ve stopped responding is because a negative response from me (ie: ‘fuck off’) almost always escalates the man’s behaviour – and, as a survivor who is still very raw and still healing, I really don’t need to feel any more threatened.
I wish I felt stronger and more able to respond, I hate feeling silenced by the behaviour of these men.
Thank you for this great post.