It’s Halloween weekend in Baltimore. My friends and I put in our time at the restaurant we served at, enjoyed some libations at the bar we frequented, and were walking to 711 for some good old fashioned convenience store treats. There were four of us, all women, enroute when all of a sudden I felt my skirt raise and someone place their hands on both butt cheeks and did what I could only say is juggled them. I, stunned, pulled my skirt down and slowly turned around. The man who did this was running in the direction he came from and never turned around as one of my friends yelled obscenities at him.
I stood there in a daze wondering what it was that I did to invoke such behavior. Was I targeted because I was fat and in the back, an easy target. Was I targeted because of my skirt? I mean, it was my uniform. I had to wear a black, above the knee tight skirt. Was it because of my clown accessories; striped socks, rainbow suspenders, and over sized glasses? We continued to the store talking about the incident and what would compel someone to do such a thing.
My friend, the one yelling obscenities to the man who groped me, approached Captain America, remember it was halloween, at the coffee bar asking where he was when the assault happened. He replied,” look at what she’s wearing.” I don’t remember the rest because I was utterly shocked to hear this come out of someone’s mouth. I thought it myself but to hear it out loud was mind bending. My friends and I eventually started making light of the situation calling the assaulter “The Butt Juggler” and laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. This was just over a year ago and it wasn’t until I stumbled upon this movement that i realized what I experienced was assault. Who knows what would’ve happened if I was alone. What if he didn’t run away but further his assault? I was lucky. So many women, and men, aren’t.
I was riding on the train, standing near the door. This man gets on and stands near me. There was space for him to be near a pole or something for support, but he deliberately stood near me, making eye contact. Every time the train moved, he would graze my breast and slide his hand down my side. I didn’t want to cause a scene, but felt so creeped out that for the rest of my visit I walked everywhere, and avoided the trains.
On the 13th day of our 31 days of HOLLA campaign, we’re highlighting the work of Hollaback! Italy!
This year alone, Hollaback! Italy has doubled in size, adding on three awesome volunteers (welcome to the team!). They’ve held two chalk walks in Milan and pushed the public transportation agency to create anti-harassment campaigns on buses and the metro.
Way to go team Hollaback! Italy! Show them some support and share your story at http://italia.ihollaback.org/
I was walking my dog one lovely summer day, as I was walking from my house, around the usual walking spots I go with my dog, a man in a beat up car decides to honk rapidly at me and I turn around then he rolls down the window and yells “YOU’RE SO FUCKING HOT!” Wide eyed I decided to keep walking and got more annoying honking.
I am 14 years old.
I don’t want to heat your disgusting comments or your loud honks.
I was walking alone past a man loitering on the sidewalk arguing with a woman. As I walked by he said WORK IT GIRL WORK IT. I turned around and Said FUCK OFF. He said I was a bitch and a dumbass.
When I walked back to my car, he said – I gave you compliment – I said, this is sexual harassment you don’t talk to a woman like that who is alone on the street. If you feel dis-empowered in the world you can’t take it out on me. don’t talk to me like that don’t talk to anyone like that. I got dirty looks from the women around him. He said I didn’t even know what a woman was.
Im 15 and I was walking to the library and I past these guys playing basketball the all of a sudden they stare at me.I feel uncomfortable and I keep waling then one of the guys say “hey mami let me tap that” and I was shocked than another said “let me get your number ma you fine as hell ..dayumm I would have you all to myself” by then I was scared and I was afraid they might come at me . So I kept walking faster ,I looked at them quick and they were staring at me then one of them winked at me.
On the 12th day of HOLLA, the spotlight is on the amazing team Hollaback! Brussels.
The team writes,
“Hollaback! Brussels is thankful that so many voices have spoken through our site in 2013. We have loved getting creative in Brussels and have been so inspired by the people we have met during our Share the Streets, Chalk Walk, numerous debates, speaking at the parliament, having conversations on intersectionality, new partners, rallies and new adventures!”
Way to go Hollaback! Brussels! Send them your support at http://
It’s the 11th day of HOLLA and today we are thankful for the amazing work of team Hollaback! Alberta.
2013 has been an incredibly successful year for the team. Notably, Hollaback! Alberta was interviewed on CTV primetime this November. Watch Lauren and Renee do the movement proud here: http://www.albertaprimetime.com/Stories.aspx?pd=5830
Show Hollaback! Alberta your support at http://alberta.ihollaback.org/ and donate to Hollaback!’s site leader training today.
This happened over a year ago, but after posting one (unrelated) story on Hollaback!, I realized that I couldn’t let this guy get away with it too. I was a senior in high school and had to ride the school bus for that day. I noticed one kid staring at me on the bus but I didn’t think much of it. I knew he lived by my apartment so I was not even surprised when he got off at my stop and came to walk a step behind me. I finally reached my apartment and as I was about to head in through the main door, he asked me if I wanted to “come over for a good time” and, when I politely refused, that he would, in his exact words, “suck my tits dry”.
I was shocked and angry that he would even dare to say that. But most of all, I was scared. This guy, even though he was younger than me, he was physically much larger. I ran inside my apartment and just collapsed onto my bed, relieved that nothing more had happened.
RUSH LIMBAUGH CALLS SEXUAL HARASSMENT “HUMAN NATURE” AND TELLS WOMEN “WILL YOU PLEASE TELL YOUR BREASTS TO STOP STARING AT MY EYES?”
Hollaback! launches a petition to demand an apology for Rush’s latest attack on women.
[BROOKLYN, NY] On his show yesterday Rush Limbaugh dismissed a new study on street harassment and objectification by stating, “[Liberals] just despise basic human nature.” He then suggested that men should “walk up to the woman and say, ‘Will you please ask your breasts to stop staring at my eyes?'” Hollaback! has launched a petition on change.org to demand a public apology.
Street harassment is the most common form of gender-based violence globally. Long-term impacts include depression, anxiety, post-traumatic stress disorder. At ihollaback.org, victims report missing school, changing jobs or moving homes to avoid exposure.
“Street harassment isn’t ‘human nature,’ it’s a form of violence. Rush’s grim view of “human nature” ignores the many good men who are out there — supporting women, respecting women, and working alongside women to build a world where everyone has the right to feel safe and confident,” said Executive Director Emily May. Hollaback! was co-founded by three men and four women in 2005, and men remain an active part of the movement.
A link to the petition demanding that Rush Limbaugh publicly apologize can be found here: http://chn.ge/19zu8oe.
About Hollaback! : Hollaback! is a worldwide movement dedicated to ending street harassment using mobile technology. By collecting women and LGBTQ folks’ stories and pictures in a safe and shareable way with our mobile phone applications, Hollaback! is creating a crowd-sourced initiative to end street harassment. Hollaback! breaks the silence that has perpetrated sexual violence internationally, asserts that any and all gender-based violence is unacceptable, and creates a world where we have an option—and, more importantly—a response. Find out more at ihollaback.org.