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Video: “Street Creepin”

March 17, 2016 By HKearl

Yes, I love this new music video “Street Creepin‘” by comedy rap group Small Batch Mafia. It’s full of lines like, “Mistake First Amendment rights for the right to be an asshole,” and “I’ve got a dirty ass mind and the world needs to know its contents,” and “When I holla at you, it’s because my life is shitty.”

Thank you guys, we need more men like you speaking out against the ridiculousness (and terribleness) of street harassment!

You can listen to more of their music on their SoundCloud page, and follow them on Twitter and Instagram at @SmallBatchMafia. H/T to Shannon Deep

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Filed Under: male perspective, Resources, street harassment Tagged With: humor, music video, street creeper

A letter to all the men in my life

March 16, 2016 By Contributor

To our brothers, our fathers, our boyfriends, our husbands, our stepdads and our uncles. Let me start by saying, you guys are awesome, and you guys are NOT the problem. You guys support me, you love me, you protect me, you allow me to call you at 2 a.m. just to chat. You guys understand me and you love me.

That being said, there is a problem, and until you are a woman you just don’t get it. To anyone who has ever said sexism doesn’t exist anymore, you are dead wrong. To anyone who has ever said women are being overly sensitive, you are wrong. I am sorry to say this but you are wrong.

Let me take you through a typical day of a 20-year-old women. Everyday I wake up, take a shower, put on makeup, do my hair, and than pick out an outfit. I am always careful choosing my outfits depending on where I am going. Usually I leave the house feeling pretty confident. I have always been taught to walk with my head high and facing the world.

If I have to run errands I will call a friend, so I am not stuck doing them alone, and us women are always told “travel in pairs it is safer.” Women are taught from a very young age ways to avoid being hit on, harassed, and even raped. So I walk out of my apartment to my car down the street, and I keep my headphones in and eyes looking straight forward.

Then it starts. It might start with a honk from a car, a whistle from a construction worker, or “damn baby” from across the street. These advances, while annoying, are easy to ignore. I will drive to pick up a friend and we will go grocery shopping. As we walk around the store we notice a couple of men following us, we just choose to ignore it. Maybe they just needed milk and cereal as well. Then it begins to get scary, so we choose to not get the juice we originally came to the store for, and just leave as quickly as possible. The men follow us into line and say “cooking tonight ladies?” and we just shoot them a confused glance and mutter a quick “no”.

We decide to walk to my car and as we are walking another man approaches us and says, “Damn baby you are hot.” Red faces ensure and we ignore him and scuttle along. I drop off my friend and she says a quick goodbye, I then wait to make sure she gets in safely.

Next I get my morning cup of coffee and call my dad. As I am on the phone with my dad another man approaches me, because I had given him a polite smile, and says, “Wow I see you smiling what you smiling for.” I quickly inform him that I am on the phone and cannot chat, as I do this, he sits down in the chair across from me and just stares. I have decided that I have had enough for today so I roll my eyes and leave the coffee shop. I get back to my apartment a little shook up from the days event and call my friend. “But what were you wearing?” she asks. “Why were you in that area?” my father questions. “Stay inside, gorgeous,” my mother jokes, and “it’s just a compliment.” My brother explains, “She was asking for it.” Society explains, “She craves the attention.”

Women are told “you deserve it.” It is this kind of thinking that is dangerous. It is damaging because it starts the line of victim blaming. Not once was I told, wow I am so sorry that happened to you, what can I do to make you feel safer.

Women have to deal with this harassment all day long and that is why eventually they freak out, maybe on a nice guy who is simply asking if they need help with their groceries. It is why women seem unfriendly and cold, because by simply smiling at a stranger, that sends the message that it is ok to approach me, and it is ok to not leave me alone when asked.

Well let me tell this to everyone, it is not ok, and it is not my fault.

– AK

Location: Tallahassee

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“I should not have to imagine the consequences”

March 16, 2016 By Contributor

I was walking towards my friend’s home, it was around 6 p.m. on February 14th, Valentine’s Day.  I was visiting the guy I had a crush on. I was wearing a short skirt, black tights, a perfecto and high-heels boots. I was feeling gorgeous and sexy.

Then, as I passed a basketball field located in one of the main streets of my town, a guy came out and started following me. I didn’t pay much attention, I pretended to be on my phone and just hoped he would go away. But he did not. He went walking next to me and told me I was pretty. I mumbled a “thanks”, without looking at him. He then asked me where I was working, calling me “madam”.

I said I was still in high school. That’s when I noticed he was actually a kid. Around 14 years old, not older. He was already ready to harass adult women in the streets. I kept walking, faster. I heard his voice behind me, saying, “Hey – seen the way you’re dressed? That’s a bit hot.”

“The way I dress only concern myself thanks,” I responded, still not looking at him.

I knew he was looking at me from behind. I felt sick. I was only an object for him. “You got a fat ass.”

“You know that’s not something people actually want to hear in the streets.”

I hid my shaking hands in my jacket and made my voice as firm as possible. I felt ashamed. But then every feminist article about street harassment and slut-shaming I read, every advice, every testimony came back to my mind and I began to feel angry.

I was repeating to myself that I had nothing to feel except anger, and that he was the one at fault. I turned left to the street where lives my friend. He had been following me for 5 minutes now. “I have a boner.” That was too much. I turned around, faced him and looked at him straight in the eyes. “Shut the fu** up.”

My voice trembled with both fear and fury. “Why?”

“Go away.”

My heart was pounding in my chest, I was ready to punch him if he ever tried to touch me. As he didn’t move, I took a step towards him. I was threatening, the adrenaline overflowed me and I was so ready to kick his ass for the past minutes he made me live. And then, as he saw my determination, just as I took a step, he ran away. He ran, scared, a little coward.

I turned around and walked as fast as I could to my friend’s. I was scared he might come back. When my friend opened the door, I was shaking. I told him, half-smiling and laughing nervously, trying to catch my breath, mixing words together: “Oh my god, I-I’ve just been harassed”.

His answer was the cherry on top: “Is it good or bad?”

I’m 17, and I should not fear to go out in my town because of coward dumb 14 years old. I’m 17 and I should not have to imagine the consequences if that guy had been 30 years old. I’m 17 and I should not feel grateful that I knew how to react only because one day I discovered what feminism was on the Internet, and got informed on street harassment and slut-shaming thanks to websites. I’m 17 and no one should ask me if it’s “good or bad” when I tell them that I’ve just been harassed. That is one of the many reasons why we need feminism.

– Leah

Location: NYC

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“He passed beside me and spanked me”

March 15, 2016 By Contributor

One time when I was fifteen years old, I was walking to home when suddenly men started to follow me. I was very scared and I didn’t know what to do. I was alone and nobody was there to help me, so I tried to run away from the guy, but he passed beside me and spanked me. When I turned to say him something, he ran away and I was so angry.

– Anonymous

Location: Mexico

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San Francisco Man Stabbed after Intervening

March 15, 2016 By HKearl

Via SF Gate:

“A San Francisco man who tried to intervene when his friend was being harassed was stabbed with a kitchen knife Wednesday outside a grocery store in the Mission District.

The victim, age 30, had just exited the store about 4:30 p.m. when he saw an apparently intoxicated man harassing his female friend, a store employee. The suspect, a 57-year-old man also of San Francisco, was being “vulgar and rude,” said Officer Carlos Manfredi, a police spokesman.

The 30-year-old told the man to knock it off, Manfredi said, and the two got into an argument, which soon turned physical.

The suspect pushed the younger man and stabbed him several times in the leg and upper torso, then ran away, police said.

Paramedics arrived at the scene of the stabbing near 14th and Folsom streets and transported the victim to a nearby hospital. His injuries did not appear to be life-threatening.”

I’m grateful he took a stand and I wish him a speedy recovery.

It’s so hard to know what is the “best” way to respond to harassment one experiences or witnesses, we have a split second to decide. You never know when it may escalate.

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