I am 56 years old and I am harassed by thugs in the street EVERY DAY. Some of these men are young enough to be my son. As soon as I have the unmitigated gall to step out of my house, it begins. Men calling me Beyoncé, for some odd reason. Men following me. Men hooting and hollering after me. I go to the grocery store, and I am followed and stalked at the grocery store. There is no escape.
I go to work and am followed and terrorized by a custodian. My health has suffered SEVERLY because of this. A person should not have to go to work every day and put up with sexual harassment on the job after being sexually harassed in the street. I AM 56 YEARS OLD. WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE THEY LOOKING AT. To all of these men, ESPECIALLY the one at work, I say to you: YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL OF MY LIFE. NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER. YOU THINK I DON’T HAVE A SUPPORT SYSTEM? THINK AGAIN.
– Iris D. Rice
Location: Everywhere I go
