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Archives for November 2016

“I had no idea how to react to him, he broke my brain”

November 2, 2016 By Contributor

My boyfriend and I were on a date to see a movie. We had time to kill so we went to check out a Barnes and Nobles bookstore. We were together for most of the time walking the aisles. We stopped into the store’s Starbucks, sat at a table, and everything seemed perfectly normal. He wasn’t finished with his coffee yet so I decided to go back to looking at books and I told him to catch up when he was done.

I went to the language section in the far back left corner of the store near the bathrooms. I looked over and there were some women in the far aisles. I was so into the books that I hadn’t noticed a guy come up beside me until he spoke. “Can I ask you a question?” He was tall with curly hair and glasses and his voice had some kind of accent I didn’t recognize. “Sure, what’s up?”

“Where can I take you to f**k the shit out of you?”

My mind just completely stopped working. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“Um, no.”

“Why not?” He seemed to actually be aggravated by my answer.

“Because no.”

“That’s not a reason, why not?”

“I have a boyfriend.”

“I don’t see him, where is he? I insist.”

“No.”

My stomach dropped when I turned my back on him and no one was in the aisle with me. We were right next to the bathrooms, in the far back of the store. It would have been nothing for him to pick me up. But he let me go.

I told the manager on duty and pointed him out. The manager didn’t do anything, but he kept an eye on him. I guess he really couldn’t take my word against his. I coaxed my boyfriend to leave with me but only told him what happened once we were at the theater. I didn’t need him to go to jail over one jerk with no manners.

It was crazy, I’ve never experienced that kind of aggression before. I attract quiet, sweet, soft-spoken guys. I had no idea how to react to him, he broke my brain. I don’t think I’ve ever thought about what I would or should do in that situation. This kind of thing always felt like something that happened far away, to other people.

Optional: What’s one way you think we can make public places safer for everyone?

It’s like the schools that send girls home for unacceptable clothing. It’s not the place, the clothes, or the outside variables. Boys need to be taught to respect women.

– R.B.

Location: Tyler, TX

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Super Women Talk about Street Harassment

November 1, 2016 By HKearl

On my final day at HABITAT III in Ecuador, I got to chat about street harassment with activist friends from Safecity (India) and No Molestie Di Strada (Italy) for a video clip for Climax Brasil! Check out the quick tips we give for possible creative responses you can have to street harassment (if you feel safe and have the time).

Via Climax Brasil

“[PORTUGUÊS] A #SuperUrbana encontrou Super Mulheres de outros países e bateu um papo sobre a relação das mulheres e meninas com os espaços públicos e como derrotar esse inimigo comum não só das mulheres, mas de tod@s nós: o machismo. #Habitat3 #Cities4all #Planet5050

[ESPAÑOL] #SuperUrbana encontró Súper Mujeres de otros países y tuvo una charla sobre la relación de las mujeres y niñas con los espacios públicos y como derrotar a este enemigo común no solo de las mujeres sino de tod@s nosostr@s: el machismo. #Habitat3 #Cities4all #Planet5050

[ENGLISH] #SuperUrbana met Super Women from other countries to have a chat about the relationship between women and girls and public spaces and how to defeat this common enemy; an enemy not just of women but of all of us: sexism. #Habitat3 #Cities4all #Planet5050″

 

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“A Chill Went Down My Spine”

November 1, 2016 By Contributor

I was unloading groceries in my mom’s car’s trunk as she ran into the store to get something she forgot. I hard a car running and when I turned around, I saw a man with short brown hair and a face broken out in acne staring at me from his silver car. My initial impression was that he was waiting for me to move my car, but that didn’t make sense. My mom parked far away from the building where there aren’t other car because she doesn’t want her car to be hit by car doors or carts. Then I thought maybe he knew me. Or maybe he saw my underwear as I leaned over to grab groceries and put them in the car?

He never rolled the window down or said anything. He just stared and looked away when he saw me looking at him. Cars were going around him. I thought maybe he was drunk because he seemed really nervous and odd. I got a weird weird feeling. So I sped up putting things away, and went to put the cart very close to the building instead of in the cart rack nearby. I kept watching him behind my back. He parked his car a space from my mom’s and waited for me to get back to my car. A chill went down my spine. I didn’t know what he was going to do. I could still see him watching me. So I went toward the store like I was going inside. When he saw me going toward the store, he pulled out and sped off.

Optional: Do you have any suggestions for dealing with harassers and/or ending street harassment in general?

Get to where there are people and always have a plan when you are alone. Be observant of your surroundings.

– Emily

Location: Ballwin, Mo

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