Dear Hollabackers —
The Hollaback! Mothership is partnering with the Reuters Foundation’s TrustLaw Connect project on some exciting stuff (to be revealed at a later date!), and was featured as their Member of the Week. Also, this week our new and improved app was featured in Fast Company, Tech Crunch and The Wild.
And here’s what happened this week around the world:
Hollaback! Boston had photos of three different events up this week: Allston DIYFest, WORD Boston Women’s Equality Rally, and the Goddess Walk in Brooklyn. They also had a recap up on their blog about the day they spent at Allston DIYFest, complete with a great story of festival organizers and attendees being active bystanders in the face of harassment! Their blog was very active this week, with a personal post from Site Director Britni about reclaiming a dress that she was groped in. They also introduced the world to their new Team Associate, Jamie, and told us about The Night James Brown Saved Boston.
HOLLA and out!
-The Hollaback Team
There was standing room only when I got on the bus, so when it cleared, I took the nearest empty seat as soon as it was available. Unfortunately it was next to a man who I quickly realized was staring unapologetically straight at me. After giving him a few seconds and the benefit of doubt, I turned to face him, looked him in the eye, and asked if he was staring at me. He just continued to stare. I stared back, but then decided it would be wise to move out of arm’s reach. Again, he continued to stare directly at me. I stared him down again from across the aisle and asked him to stop staring at me. He pretended to not be able to hear me because he had headphones in. I decided to whip out my phone and take a few pictures in case I might need them as evidence later. By the time I had taken the pictures, I got off the bus and notified the driver. He asked why I hadn’t said anything to him earlier. I thought he had heard me talking to the guy, but I guess not. If it happens again, I will take the pictures right away, notify the driver, and contact DC Metro police to file a harassment report. Here’s a pic of the asshole.
Some guys started yelling obscenities at me from their car in thick traffic. Gross.
I’m an F to M, pre-op and not rabidly SJW, so if people still consider me just a bearded lady it’s like, whatev. I’m also partially handicapped by my RA and have had caregivers to help with this. One, a M to F I used to live with, got so fed up with the attitudes in the neighborhood she quit, so now I have a feisty lady who comes to help.
Directly below me is an older man. Since he moved in there is a constant flow of rude people standing around on his porch, and they had taken to harassing the lady who works for me.
Initially since she had thought he was friendly she gave him her contact info, but he used it to “booty call” her, demanding she come down and suck his dick. When she told him no thank you, he decided to direct his anger at me, threatening to report me for having an illegal tenant. Last I heard disabled people are allowed to have caregivers, and I’d already informed Housing of her existence.
Now every time I step out on my porch I get catcalls or threats, as does she.
I was at a buffet with my friend (also a female) while there we went to go get more food. While walking to and from the buffet this group of older men would stare, wink, and make very obscene gestures.
I was wearing a bikini (we had just gone swimming), just laying on he grass trying to enjoy a picnic with my family. A car full of men probably close to my father’s age drove by, honked at me and cat called out the window.
Walking out of subway, a man kept calling after me. Calling me snowflake and telling me to turn around. It was particularly frustrating because I never wear tank tops bc it seems like I always get harassed when I do. I HAD to today because it is ungodly hot and low and behold…grrrr.
I wanted to try this new hair store on White Plains Road. The clerk ignored me when I tried to get his attention to pay. I told him I would go to a place that respected cash paying customers, while putting his stuff on top of other products to leave. He jumped from the counter down to where I was and said, “Why do you throw my things on the floor you bitch!!!!???” Screaming from the top of his lungs. I called the cops…
I was wearing my school uniform walking to the bus with my best friend. A group of males in a car passed us and yelled “SLUTS” out the window at us.
I was in line at the drug store waiting to get a prescription. A guy sitting in the chair made some gross noise and then said something about me having a great ass. I turned to him and said that it was really disrespectful and rude and how would he like it if someone treated his sisters or daughters like that. He didn’t exactly apologize but he was embarrassed at least.