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“The solidarity of women…left me feeling empowered”

October 18, 2010 By Contributor

Dressed in my finest power suit, I walked along a tree-lined street in cobble hill, the sun was shining and I felt great as I mentally prepared for my interview. As I passed a brownstone where people were unloading party supplies from a Party Rental LTD truck, you know the one with the pink hippo painted on the trucks, one of the delivery men came close to me and whispered in his best husky voice, “Hey sexy, i would want to get to know you”, I was shocked, for some silly reason I thought no street predator could possibly bother a woman in a power suit…

Normally, I would walk away fuming or give the jerk a dirty look, but I was my power suit damn it, so I walked up to this man and asked him his name and why he felt it was acceptable to degrade women. Robert (no last name) covered his work badge, and cowered away yelling out apologies as I threaten to call his company and report him. Funny enough I drew a mob of woman backing me up – the solidarity of women (and hopefully the firing of Robert) left me feeling empowered, but sadly, this is only one jerk that may second guess harassing women.

– Anonymous

Location: Congress btw Henry and Clinton, Brooklyn, New York

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Filed Under: Stories, street harassment Tagged With: sexual harassment, street harassment

Sexual harassment is not a compliment, no matter the harasser

October 16, 2010 By Contributor

[Editor’s note: Normally only stories from men who are sharing stories as bystanders or allies in ending gender-based street harassment are those posted on here, but I thought it was worth offering this perspective because it similarly shows that sexual harassment of men, just like sexual harassment of women, is construed as a compliment and is not taken seriously, as it should be.

That said, I do want to note that women are more likely to have an underlying fear of assault when a man harasses them than when a woman harasses a man; we live in a gender inequitable society so there is a different underlying meaning between the two scenarios; and also, usually women experience far more sexual harassment than do men. These are some of the reasons why I focus on women’s experiences rather than men’s. Also, just like this man, men who are harassed are targeted for something other than their gender: their sexual orientation, their race, their size, their class, their disability etc. Women across the board are harassed simply for being female.]

Hi ladies, i am a man and i would like to share my thoughts and views and also my own experiences with street harassment. I do not believe that women deserve to be harassed. I have never harassed a woman, never will. I always try to have respect for women but i will honestly say that it’s very hard sometimes. The reason i say this is because i have been harassed many times by women! I am not your average male height or shape. I am short and small built. I also wear glasses, not the typical ‘hunky’ man that you women always seem to go for. Because of my size, i’ve been teased and belittled. I’ve had girls laugh at me, make snide remarks and even grope me. It makes me feel embarrassed and powerless. As a man, that’s not the worst of it. I am supposed to ‘take’ it and even enjoy it. That’s what i’ve heard and been told. So there’s nothing i can do about it because i’m a man. The police wouldn’t take it seriously, my mates just get jealous and say how lucky i am and i’ve even had a tutor say to me why complain?! Sigh.

– Dominic

Location: UK

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Filed Under: male perspective, Stories, street harassment Tagged With: bullying, sexual harassment, street harassment

“Hey, lady, why don’t you smile?”

October 15, 2010 By Contributor

I’m walking home from work. There’s a lot on my mind: my job, midterms, term papers. I just want to get home.

“Hey, lady!”

I barely even notice it at first. I’m in the middle of a college campus at night; you hear jeers like that so much it becomes normal. I wonder whether I have anything left at home to make for dinner.

“Hey, lady, why don’t you smile?”

This time I glance around. The voice is from a tall guy sitting on the student union steps, surrounded by his buddies. Of course to me almost all guys are tall: I’m barely over five feet.

“You, yeah, lady in the blue! Smile!”

My lips twitch, but nervously. I’m wearing blue. I avoid eye contact and walk faster.

“LA-DY. Walking in front of the LSU Student Union! Come on, can’t you smile?”

By then they’re already behind me, so they couldn’t see even if I did smile. My eyes are locked to the ground in front of me, my heart racing. Between here and my apartment there are two badly-lit stretches and one parking lot that’s always empty. What if these guys decide to follow me?

“Fine, I bet you just want to be sad!”

The voice keeps shouting at me until I reach the street. For all I know he’s still going on and I just can’t hear it. Or maybe they decided to get up and follow. I can’t bring myself to look back. If I look back they’ll know they got my attention. That’s the last thing I want.

The empty stretches back to my apartment seem twice as long as usual. Even after I check to make sure there’s no one following me, it feels like I’m being watched. It takes all the control I have not to slam the apartment door behind me and wake up my roommates.

Yeah, I really feel like smiling. Asshole.

– Anonymous

Location: LSU, Baton Rouge, LA

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Filed Under: Stories, street harassment Tagged With: LSU, sexual harassment, smile for me, street harassment

“3 men approached me trying to touch my face and kept asking me to come with them”

October 14, 2010 By Contributor

I’m a 16 year old girl, living in Brussels (parents moved from US to work here). I’ve recently stopped hanging out with my friends at the mall or the city shopping street, because of the looks, catcalling and remarks my friends and I get. My friends and I do not dress provocatively, but we do wear sun-dresses and shorts in summer, which we should be able to do, without being shouted at.

I really hate this behavior. A few weeks ago I was waiting for my friends outside a cinema (It hadn’t opened yet, I was 10 minutes early), It was 2 P.M, and around me were couples, groups of friends, families etc. Yet, 3 men still approached me trying to touch my face and kept asking me to come with them, and tried to pressure me into going into their car with them. I got so scared, I ran away and called my parents to pick me up.

Since that experience I don’t go anywhere without my mom or dad. This has really had a bad affect on me, I wish the sexual street harassment would stop. What is disgusting is when they do it to underage girls as well. I know 13 year old girls who are touched by strangers. It makes me sick.

Some people say it is flattering that men find them “hot”, but it makes me feel even more worthless and empty, as if the only reason I exist is to be looked at for being female.

– A.R.

Location: Brussels, Belgium

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Filed Under: Stories, street harassment Tagged With: groping, sexual harassment, street harassment

“This shouldn’t happen to anyone”

October 13, 2010 By Contributor

I was walking home from the library and an SUV full of guys followed me and howled at me.

I get mistaken for a woman all the time. This shouldn’t happen to anyone.

– EQ Guy

Location: One block from home

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Filed Under: Stories, street harassment Tagged With: sexual harassment, street harassment

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