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“All I could do was scowl angrily”

September 5, 2013 By Contributor

On my way back home from work, I was in a good mood because I was listening to the lovable minions’ cover of “YMCA”. So, I was walking along and a guy was approaching from the opposite direction. As he passed by me, he reached his hand back and tried to grope my butt. I immediately turned around to tell him what a scumbag he was, but all I could do was scowl angrily at his back as he walked briskly off before I could even open my mouth.

Thank you, random butt-grabbing jerk, for ruining my good mood.

– hinatathekawaiimono

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Verbally abused by Chicago biker: What to do?

September 4, 2013 By Contributor

I was on a bike, stopped at a red light on my way home. Suddenly a young man crossed in front of me on his bike and began screaming at the car behind me. The car came around me and braked in the middle of the intersection. A man got out and yelled at the biker but not as fanatically as the biker was yelling at him. The biker was screaming things like, “Oh you’re in a car. You dick. There’s a bike lane” etc. Then the biker turned to me and said, “YOU’RE A WITNESS!” I just stared. The light turned green. I said, “Um, can we go?” and the woman in the car next to me said, “Yeah, that would be great.” The man got back in his car and I biked past the biker.

That’s when things got weirder. This boy biked up from behind me and slowed down really close. It was a dark and isolated part of Cortland just past an underpass. We had this exchange:

Him: Hey. Hey! Why didn’t you defend yourself?
Me: Wait, what?
Him: Why didn’t you F***ING DEFEND YOURSELF?
Me: I didn’t think I was being attacked.
Him: Yes you were. That guy was F***ING YELLING AT YOU.
Me: Oh. Um… I guess I didn’t care?
Him: F***YOU. You are a f****ing c***. You know that? YOU ARE A F***ING C***.

He then pulled out a bottle of liquid (I think water, but I’m not sure) and sprayed me in the face with it.

He called me a “f***ing c***” and sprayed me in the face with a water bottle.

I was so stunned to be assaulted by this child over something that had nothing to do with me that I just pulled around on my bike as he sped past.

He must have thought he was defending all cyclists (and maybe women) and couldn’t handle the possibility that I wouldn’t be on his side. The thing is, I wasn’t threatened. I didn’t even realize the motorist behind me was even slightly annoyed.

For someone to take an instance that has nothing at all to do with him and use it as a platform for his own rage and anger management issues is unacceptable. I was a bystander and I was sprayed in the face and called a “f***ing c***.” Can’t imagine what would have happened if we had actually been in direct confrontation over something.

I think this person is dangerous. He is in his 20’s, very pale white. Wearing a Chicago flag baseball cap and riding a road bike. He has very long black hair, many tattoos, and a septum ring in his nose.

Is there anything I can do about this one particular person? Is there anything we can do?

– WR

Location: 10 PM corner of Elston and Cortland, Chicago, IL

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Physically accosted three times near home

September 3, 2013 By Contributor

Oh man. Where do I begin? I guess I’ll start at about 11 years old. I would walk home from school, less than a mile, but over that school year, I started to get male attention. It would come in the form of men honking at me as they drove past in their cars, or more often, follow me as I walked. I would walk down a busy street so there was always a business I could turn into and be secure…more or less. Better than trying to outrun a man in a car.

Men would stop and pull up next to me and start saying things like, “Hey baby, need a ride?” That one was very common.

But twice in the same school year, a man got out of his car and followed me to my house on foot. As soon as I could get close enough to my apartment complex and not give away where exactly I lived, I ran as quickly as my little feet could go. Once, a man in his forties tried to convince me to date him…when I was 14. He gave me compliments and mixed them with reasons for why I should give him my number.

Over time, this progressed to the point where I’ve been physically sexually assaulted three times within a half mile radius of my house. The first time it was physical was actually on my 21st birthday. I was wearing a cute new dress I had bought just for the day. I was walking home from the mall with my earphones plugged into my head trying to not pay attention to the honking and hard stares as other me passed by. I just kept walking like it was nobody’s business, but this man that was following me, made it his business to ruin my day. He followed me to my front door. Tailing me, I didn’t notice him behind me, and as I started to look for my keys in my purse, he pushed me forward onto my own front door and lifted my skirt up. I dropped everything I had in my hands and turned to swing. I was hoping to break his nose and cheekbones, but I missed and he ran like the devil was after him. I felt so victimized.

On a day that I started out feeling beautiful and sexy, and happy to look forward to going out with friends and my whole day was ruined. I was shaken, adrenaline was pumping uncontrollably and I was very angry and emotional.

I called my manliest male friend and tried to explain the situation, but in describing the man, it could have been anyone. So if I brought my claim to the police, they’d be looking for about 50% of all men in the Valley. He was Hispanic and that’s all I saw.

Once again, victim, and no way to punish the offender.

The next time, I was exiting a restaurant, when a man came out stumbling drunk and grabbed my ass and then my waist. I did get to nail him in the face before running away. But it was hard for me to go anywhere after that. That was over a year ago.

Now, things have normalized again, and I’m not looking for my next potential rapist as much as I am trying to keep all men as far away as possible.

Today, as I was waking to my bus stop, a man followed me in his car, cat calljng me. No big deal, I’ll just ignore him and he’ll go away, I thought.

Unfortunately I could hear everything as I learned my lesson about the earphones. He pulled over and tried to persuade me to get into his car by saying I was beautiful, it’s such a hot day, you should be in my car and all the like. I told him to fuck off. He took that as “get out of your car and follow me,” which he did.

I told him if he didn’t stop following me, I would call the cops. The police station happened to be pretty close by at the next light about a block over. He said call them, so I turned and just kept walking. As I turned from him he grabbed my arm and pulled me around. I struggled free and pushed him away. I ran to my bus stop and found another man there. A middle aged man about the age of the man who grabbed me. Crying, I told him, look, I may need your help. A man just grabbed me and I don’t know if he’s still following me.

I was so scared. I got on the bus to take me to work and I just cried. I felt so helpless and disgusting and low. This was really demeaning and it made me raw. There were other men around to witness this and no one helped me. He could have forced himself on to me if I hadn’t fought back instantly, he may have gotten the better of me. I just knew my fear of rape was much larger than what I’d have to do to get away from him.

I wish there were a way to change this, but there seems to be no way to stop it. It deters me from the idea of a boyfriend or even having kids. It’s truly a sad situation.

– F.C of the Valley

Location: Van Nuys, CA

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USA: Catcalls as compliments?

September 3, 2013 By Correspondent

By: Taylor Kuether, Minnesota, USA, SSH Blog Correspondent

Glamour magazine is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. Not quite as insipid as Cosmopolitan, nor as unattainable as Vogue, the magazine is a happy medium. When I read things inside its pages I find incongruent with feminist ideals, I can shrug it off – it doesn’t claim to be a feminist magazine, like Bitch or Ms.

So when I gleefully tore into the September issue – the thickest, most important issue of the year – I was startled to find the following on the magazine’s recurring “Hey, It’s OK!” page, usually a collection of quirky things many women do and shouldn’t feel bad about: “If catcalls offend you one day and make you totally happy the next.”

Hey, that’s not ok. If we’re going to fight street harassment, we can’t be “ok” with being objectified as we go about our day. It got me thinking: do women really find catcalls flattering? Do they really take street harassment as a compliment? I posed the question to my female friends and it turns out that, yeah, they do.

One friend confessed that, before she took a women’s studies class in college, she used to feel flattered upon hearing a catcall directed at her. She’d think, “Hey, I guess I look good today.” She described walking to campus, about a six block walk, and hearing everything from wolf whistles to horns honked to words like “slut” tossed at her. As time passed, she said, she went from feeling confident, to feeling bad about “feeling good” about the harassment, to finally feeling downright disgusted.

I appreciate my friend for allowing me to share her story on the blog, because I know she’s not alone. She’s not the only woman in the world who feels good about herself after being catcalled at. The feeling good part isn’t what’s problematic; it’s the source of the validation. That’s what we need to change.

We live in a society that raised us to seek external validation. We were raised to make ourselves attractive to the opposite sex. When we hear that positive reinforcement, be it anything from a friend telling us we look nice to a lewd comment on the sidewalk, we believe we are attractive. In this paradigm, a catcall is praise. A catcall means we’re doing it right.

I say screw that. Make yourself look the way you want to look for YOURSELF. For as long as we feel complimented by catcalls, we are losing the battle. The bigger compliment should be our ability to walk down the street in peace, knowing we’re fabulous and not needing a honk from a passing car to prove it.

Taylor Kuether is a senior journalism student at University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire in northwestern Wisconsin. She has previously written for The Washington Post and Minneapolis’ Star Tribune, worked as a reporter at her city’s daily newspaper, The Leader-Telegram, and its arts and culture publication, VolumeOne, hosted a local-music centered radio show on Wisconsin Public Radio, and worked as Editor-in-Chief at her student newspaper, where she enjoyed writing biting, slightly rant-y columns about feminist issues.

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Canada: Re-imagining Ottawa

September 2, 2013 By Correspondent

By: Lisane Thirsk, Ottawa, Canada, SSH Correspondent

Credit: Flickr user longzijun

Following a sexual assault near a bus station in Ottawa, our transit company OC Transpo dragged its feet before commenting on the incident. This was exasperating, as repeated assurances by them that our transit system is safe have been ringing hollow to many of us, especially in light of other recent gender-based crimes, as well as these survey results from Hollaback! Ottawa.

The good news is that since the assault, OC Transpo announced a new transit safety plan. However, specific efforts to prevent harassment are still unclear, as is the extent of collaboration we can expect among city officials and the community organizations that have tirelessly advocated around this issue.

In the meantime, I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on what an effective public education campaign against street harassment might look like here in Ottawa.

For those unfamiliar with Canada’s capital, you may be surprised to learn it’s small and relatively tranquil – not the characteristic bustling, overpopulated capital city. It’s the kind of place where I often bump into people I know, even though I haven’t lived here very long.

Ottawa is home to Parliament Hill and civil servants with a reputation for being obedient, conservative government employees. The city is considered “a nice place to raise kids” with vast green areas, good museums, and a lovely tulip festival.

Ottawans are required to have permits to do just about anything. And we’re generally the types to wait for the pedestrian light and cross at crosswalks.

To put it bluntly, we aren’t known for challenging the status quo. (However I happen to know enough local shit-disturbers to assure you the stereotype is far from reality!)

These narratives about Ottawa are in the background when we try to have conversations about street harassment.

It shouldn’t be hard to believe that Ottawa has “big city problems.” After all, street harassment happens everywhere there are streets, including small towns.

Most discouraging is that we are failing each other by remaining passive witnesses of this blatant violence. Many transit riders have reported to Hollaback! Ottawa that when they were harassed on a packed bus, no one bothered to help them.

Sadly, transit riders have also indicated that when facing harassment, they either wouldn’t consider it worthy of pushing the bus’ emergency button or worry about receiving a fine for activating the alarm.

From meetings I’ve attended, I know OC Transpo views this as a problem, as do women’s organizations. That’s why a public education campaign is crucial. And there’s reason to believe that a well-designed one would be effective.

I’ve repeatedly heard about a series of ads on buses featured a number of years ago, known as “Busology,” that many Ottawa residents remember fondly and want to see on buses again. They targeted common transit “incivilities” with messaging like:

Double, double, toil and trouble / Music blares and tempers bubble

O what a tangled web we weave / When by the forward door we leave

Other ads encouraged riders to set their backpacks on the floor to prevent bumping people, and to avoid wearing strong perfumes.

It seems there was a receptive audience for those simple ads discouraging behaviour that imposes on other people’s space and their ability to enjoy a peaceful bus ride.

Stereotypes about polite Canadians aside, it seems that what Ottawans need, far more than Bus Manners 101, is a campaign to identify street harassment and empower bystanders to do something about it.

It’s certainly incredible that riders need to be reminded to practice common courtesies like moving big bags away from doors so people can exit, or respecting Priority Seating areas. But it’s no less important to build a culture where everyday street harassment is not only considered socially unacceptable, but acknowledged as gender violence.

How disgraceful that a bus full of people will watch a man follow a woman from seat to seat or grope her as she tries to escape – and then look away, return to their books, glad it’s not them in that humiliating situation.

In those situations, wouldn’t it be great to see people taking up more room, making more noise? If it’s safe to do so, for example, drop a bag to create a distraction. Move next to the target. Speak up! (Check out these Badass Bystander Moves: direct, distract, delegate).

It’s not that this is unheard of in Ottawa – here’s an example of bystander intervention on the bus a few months ago.

But there’s something about Ottawa’s image that has played a part in delaying action, be it our supposedly “mild-mannered” nature, or our city’s beloved “safe” image.

Could we change our reputation in favour of the anti-street harassment cause? Use that small town feel to hold perpetrators accountable in Ottawa.

We need to dismantle the idea that things don’t need to be shaken up in Ottawa. Because we are not living in a safe city when sexual assaults occur on buses and at transit stops.

We can be that place where people don’t hesitate to take up more room when they witness gender violence. Hopefully city officials will have our backs now in this endeavor.

Lisane works in the non-profit communications sector and supports local anti-street harassment advocacy through Hollaback! Ottawa. In 2012, she completed a Master’s in Socio-Legal Studies at York University in Toronto, where she wrote her Major Research Paper on gender-based street harassment. She holds a B.A. in Latin American Studies and Spanish from the University of British Columbia

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