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Green Mountain Coffee and Ashoka’s Changemakers are hosting a competition to find and help fund the most innovative ideas that improve communities in the Northeast (Maine, New York, Rhode Island, Vermont, New Hampshire, Connecticut, or Massachusetts). The best innovations will be awarded prizes totaling USD $50,000, and nominators are also eligible for prizes. Hollaback has applied (check out our application and leave us a comment!) and we encourage you to apply too.
Got a great idea? We’d be happy to nominate you! Just shoot us an email at [email protected] and visit http://www.changemakers.com/en-us/Revelation for all the details. You can enter or nominate innovations from now until April 21, 2010.
I live in a not so great part of Brooklyn AKA Canarsie. I was walking home from the hair salon since it’s only 10 blocks from my house. I’m only 2 blocks from home when I hear some creep yell “Ay!” from his car. I ignore them (I’m a professional ignorer) and continued walking. They stop at the red light and had to walk past them and heard they say ” Hey sexy!” ” Yo, she’s got a nice ass”. I never looked to see who was yelling but I’m pretty sure it was two guys in a car. Mind you, I’m wearing t-shirt,jeans and flip flops. It seems like the moment I leave my house I have some creeper yelling come-ons, undressing me with their eyes, winking at me or telling me how beautiful and lovely I am. I never power walked so fast in my entire life. I’m just glad they didn’t follow me home. Then what would of happen? Run to my neighbors house? I wish men will realize their behavior is ignorant, sexist, demeaning and guess what?–it never gets you the girl.
Submitted by pissed off in brooklyn
I was on the train home from NYC about 10 p.m. minding my own business as usual. I actually found a one person seat, which was great because it was late and I really just wanted to sit by myself. After just sitting looking out the window I happened to turn to look out the window across the aisle for whatever reason and this guy is staring at me, with this pathetic grin on his face and then he winked at me. Creeper. I gave him my usual look of disgust and then I was agitated because I don’t know how long he was glaring at me. Then I remembered this website and decided to take a picture of him, but he was already sleeping.
It made me feel better in the end.
Submitted by Danielle
Sexual Harassment can come from women too. I was walking up 7th ave directly in front of the post office near Varick. I had my head covered with a scarf to protect me from the sun and wore a dress past my knees. I walked past a group of women who were speaking spanish I did not notice them, but thought I recognized a male friend sitting on the corner, About 15 ft past them, I turned around, never making eye contact. One of them said “ho, f u and your arab people”. What struck me was that I never saw them and they were still so obsessed with me way down the street, it was only by chance I turned to see if it was my friend. I got angry and gave them the finger. They started screaming F U FU FU FU go back to your FG country.
Submitted by L.
Around 5:30p.m on Saint Patrick’s Day, I was on the 5 train to meet up with my sister after work. The train was pretty empty but had (mostly men) around 10 people spread out, sitting down. These two boys get on, I say ‘boys’ because they seemed to be around the ages 16-19, both had hoodies on, both were African American with short black hair. They sit across from me and immediately say loudly, “Why do you have green nails for?” (my nails were painted a dark green), I ignore them and mess with my phone. This obviously pissed them off because then they start saying, “Why she wearing so much makeup? That’s too much makeup.” Well then, mascara and concealer must make me a whore. At this point, my whorish self, couldn’t take it anymore and I said, “I’m not deaf and I don’t like to be disrespected.” This seemed to shut them up for about 10 seconds, that’s when the insults started pouring out. I was called a, “white bitch”, “racist”, “ugly bitch”, etc. I ignored these while trying to swallow my increasing anger. The one guy then thought it would be fun to rap about me and how I should, “suck big black dicks.” They both laughed, but one of the boys got up, walked towards me and tried to touch me. Good thing I saw this coming and was able to push him away before he laid a finger on me. This was the last straw, so I took out my phone to take a picture of them. That’s when the big, tough boys showed their true colors…they cowered behind their hoodies. While doing this they proceeded to call me a ‘bitch’ and tell me to, ‘fuck off’. I got some words in by saying, “What’s the matter? Are you scared of having your picture taken? You sure didn’t seem scared of harassing me?” Both of the boys got up, while covering their faces, to get off the train and I kept my phone pointing towards them. But, before getting off the train one of them spit at me and they both ran off. Luckily, it missed me by 10 miles.
What really upsets me about the situation is that no one on the train did or said anything. And most of the people on the train were older males. They literally just stared at me as I felt anger, sad, and humiliated. These boys didn’t know me nor did I do anything to deserve such treatment. I wanted to cry after what happened and felt so ashamed that I got off of my train so I can switch to another 5, just so the people who witnessed what happened wouldn’t see me anymore.
Submitted by Kat
I had the pleasure of being on Volcalo Radio with host Molly yesterday! I talked about my very first Hollaback, why street harassment affects some women more than others, and Hollaback’s expansion. Check out the interview here.
Today is Hollaback co-founder Emily May’s birthday (that’s me!). Help me celebrate by clicking this button and voting for Hollaback. The polls close at the end of the day tomorrow. Each vote is a wish for safer streets:
Harassment and assault are on a spectrum of violence against women. Like other forms of violence against women, victims tend to stay quiet. Of our readers, 20% of you reported in our recent survey that you didn’t hollaback because you “secretly wonder if it’s your fault.”
To end of the cycle of violence, we need to break the silence. Hollaback’s newest project uses brains over brawn to fight street harassment. By giving you the ability to report and map street harassment with the touch of an iPhone button, we will let the world know that street harassment is not OK, one hollaback at a time.
To vote for Hollaback, click here. You will need to click on the blue “thumbs up” on the right, sign in, and create an account. Once you have a created an account you will need to click on the link again and vote. $25,000 will give us the funding to secure a new website and develop the iPhone application.
You are the changemaker you seek.
Check out the incredible op-ed by HOLLAheroine Holly Kearl: here. Holly starts it off:
Do you remember when it was legal for a man to make sexually explicit or sexist remarks to a woman at work? I don’t. While sexual harassment in the workplace still happens, it became illegal under Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, 19 years before I was born. Do you remember when it was legal for a man to make sexually explicit or sexist remarks to a woman on the street or at a bus stop? I do. Sexual harassment in public is legal. But it shouldn’t be.
Street harassment is positioned to be the #1 feminist issue of our generation. Like workplace harassment, the first step to ending street harassment is breaking the silence. Join us and Hollaback!
Stay tuned for Holly’s Book, “Stop Street Harassment” due to be released in August of this year.
From our HOLLAheroine Heather Haddon at AMNY:
“Down in the subway, big brother isn’t watching. Nearly half of the 4,313 security cameras installed in the subway aren’t working because they are unable to power up or are suffering from software glitches, the MTA said Sunday. The need to have more surveillance in the system is a priority for transit advocates as the MTA prepares to lay off 600 station agents in May.”
Without security camera’s — the MTA doesn’t have the tools it needs to protect New Yorkers. Although the police say that crimes are down in the subway, we know from experience that crimes against women and LGBTQ New Yorkers, most of which aren’t counted in the MTA’s crime stats because they are classified as misdemeanors, are at epidemic proportions.
To read Heather’s full story on AMNY, click here.
This jackass starting touching himself while I was at the Neptune Diner today. There were a lot of little kids running around – the more noise they made the more he did it. We told the host and he was in the process of being tossed as we left.
Submitted by Martha