Story, Verbal

HOLLA ON THE GO: Creeper calling

En una calle de poteo estabamos dos chicas hablando, yo colombiana,mi amiga vasca,se acerca un conocido borracho,y dice,os vais a liar?,tras el venia otro,bebido tambien,empezaron a vacilarnos y les dijimos que se fueran,el primero empezo a gritarme “que dices colombiana”,o “callate MUJER”,mi amiga me defendio y el empezo a llamarla lesbiana ofensivamente,mayores pasaban sin meterse,nuestra reaccion de miedo fue una bofetada,la suya volverse loco xq eramos mujeres..al final el amigose lo llevo.

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Chloe’s Story: “I didn’t want to say anything since I was so young”

I was in 7th grade when this happened. As I was walking through our local mall (the Galleria at Roseville), I kept hearing comments coming from obviously older men. Stuff like “daaaamn” and “work it” and whooping and hollering. OLDER GUYS “HITTING ON” a 7th grader.

I didn’t want to say anything since I was so young but I felt violated, which I shouldn’t have to feel as a 12/13 year old girl. I was wearing skinny jeans and a v neck Hollister shirt (with a cami underneath). Nothing to be hollering at. Then, once I’ve had enough, I went outside to be picked up by my parents and someone drove by and yelled “SLUT!” directly at me.

Honestly, what about me comes off as “slut”? (Nothing because no one is a slut) but like what the fuck? I’m obviously young, even though I’m well endowed, I don’t show them off (even if I did, it doesn’t warrant comments). Even though I still hear comments from the yard workers everyday, this day stood out to me: now I am a young woman and this is what happens to young women.
This is disgusting and wrong. Let’s stop it

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A Week in Our Shoes

Week In Our Shoes: Conversation Nation Edition

Hey Hollabackers!

This week, Hollaback! was featured in WomeneticsMontreal MetroCat Call Back, Shout Out! JMU, Away She Goes, and Strike! Magazine.

At the Mothership, Deputy Director, Debjani Roy, trained student leaders at the New School Social Justice Hub on Friday.

And…drum roll, please….

We launched 8 NEW SITES! We are SO excited to welcome these sites to the HOLLA family:
Hollaback! East Lansing, Hollaback! Columbus, Hollaback! Plattsburgh, Hollaback! Cleveland, Hollaback! Hull University, Hollaback! Bristol UK, Hollaback! Bahamas, and Hollaback! Marrakesh

Here’s what HOLLAs around the world have been up to:

Hollaback! Bahamas started this survey to learn the prevalence of street harassment in The Bahamas and its effects on those experiencing it. It will further equip them to appropriately respond to street harassment in The Bahamas.

Hollaback! Baltimore attended the University of Maryland Baltimore County’s Take Back the Night event. They also worked with activist organization FORCE to create quilt squares for The Monument Quilt, a creative project that provides a participatory platform for survivors to tell their stories while working together to forever change how people in the US respond to rape.

Hollaback! Boston presented at this year’s Civil Liberties and Public Policy Conference on The Intersection of Street Harassment & Reproductive Justice.

Hollaback! Des Moines co-hosted a production of Eve Ensler’s The Vagina Monologues.

Hollaback! Italia was at Libera Università delle donne talking about how social networks can help in the fight against street harassment.

Hollaback! Montreal was on 98.5fm Montreal with Isabelle Maréchal, talking about their collaborations with local organizations in working to end street harassment.

Hollaback! Philly started this survey for feedback on their recent Transit Ad Campaign.

Fantastic work, HOLLAs!

HOLLA and out!

- The Hollaback! Team

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Phez’s Story: No One is ‘Asking for It’

Last night I walked home from work in the sunshine in London, an 80 minute journey. I was wearing a bobbled grey woolen (but tight) dress and thick black tights.

The first man said “ooh lookin’ fiiine!”
The second two men said “BOOTAYY, man check out her bootie!”
The third man stared me up and down and kissed his teeth
The fourth man held up traffic at a junction and stared sideways at me not the road
The fifth and sixth men twisted their necks as they walked past and muttered whatever they wanted
The seventh group of men were having a beer outside in the pub I passed and stopped and said “woah check THAT out”
The 8th beeped his horn and laughed
The 9th, a group of three men in my neighbourhood said “ooooh you looking sexyyyyyyyyy” as i walked through the middle of them

By this point I turned around and shouted “are you JOKING??? That is the NINTH comment I’ve had in one journey…GET A GRIP”

They replied that I should be pleased and god blessed me.

I felt quite guilty for shouting when I got home and my friend told me that it’s just how they are and they probably thought they were complimenting me, and at least they find me attractive..

It’s not a compliment, I’m walking home (pretty covered up for a hot day), I’m not ‘giving them the eye’ or ‘asking for it’ (no one is ‘asking for it’) it is not acceptable.

Last week on a train I had to sit next to vile men ‘spotting’ “great tits” as ladies went past to the toilet or on-board shop.

When will we actively start teaching our sons that showing women respect has absolutely nothing to do with catcalling or objectifying them as sexual entities to be judged as they walk home from work, or go to a shop??

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Carly’s Story: “You deserve this”

The following is typical of my daily commute. I travel by metro and foot between Petworth and Takoma.

I’m footsteps away from work and passing the bus stop at the intersection of Carroll and Laurel. As I walk by I notice a man sitting on the bench and wearing sunglasses is making all kinds of hissing and sucking noises, but don’t realize it’s directed at me until he says “mad fine” as I pass by. Normally I’d ignore him or even smile, wanting to avoid any possibly dangerous conflict with a stranger, but today it caught me off guard.
I’m hunched over carrying a heavy backpack, wearing a dirty old hoodie with my hood pulled over my head. The only thing that could have possibly been sexy were my legs, fully covered in denim and visible only from the front when he had already started making a scene.
Baffled, I pull my hood off to reveal my fully shaved head and just shrug at him, thinking, “what are you even talking about?”
The entire time I’m still walking towards work and suddenly I hear him yelling from behind me, “Enjoy being a girl!” He says it as if it were a command.
I go into work and open shop, but it ate at me all day. It’s sad that a passing rude remark can send me spiraling into an anxiety attack, but it just got to me and I guess that’s the point. I was relieved it didn’t escalate further: I waited and watched him board the bus, having become suddenly neurotic he would follow me into work.I was distracted for the rest of the day, regardless, thinking of his words over and over.
“Enjoy being a girl!” ?
It could mean so many things. I think to him it simply meant “You deserve this”.

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HOLLA ON THE GO: The Drooler

It was 2am Friday night in Arcata Plaza. We were standing outside Don’s Donuts & my friend Z was talking as this guy walks passed her & says “damn you’re beautiful” while he stares at her butt. I noticed him ’cause of the drool dropping from his mouth. I said “what the fuck? This guy is staring at you like he’s going to devour you”. He went on some rant about me hating on my friend. I told him he was objectifying her. So he gets in a car & drives up to us & calls me (& my friends) dogs.

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HOLLA ON THE GO: Creep on Camera

A man stalked me around the front of King Soopers when my car broke down around 3am. I was in the lobby calling anyone I could think of who was awake to try and help me, when he sat on the bench next to to where I was standing and started masturbating. After ignoring him and walking across the lobby, he followed me and asked if I would like to have sex in the bathroom. All of this was on camera – after complaining to night manager, no action taken. The man left after I faked a 911 call!

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HOLLA ON THE GO: As we passed

Walking up the 16th Street mall with my colleague, around ten in the morning, a group of three young men, probably early twenties, yelled “nice pussy” as we passed.

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Kay’s Story: Plain and Simple

I was safely in my home feeling a bit hungry and decided to order takeout. I order takeout from my new favorite place and the guys there are usually friendly and take my order and chat for a bit. I was waiting for my order and it was taking a little longer than usual when a random number came across my phone screen. Apparently the driver got lost and wanted to ask someone for directions. I gave him the directions trying to be as polite as possible even though I was a bit irritated. As I finished giving the directions, the man thanked me and then proceeded on saying how “I sounded super sexy and young” like I was a phone sex operator! It appalled me and horrified me and the only thing I could do is hang up the phone and cry. I texted my best friend how I was feeling and she was understanding since the other day a man yelled at her to suck her cock. This makes me feel afraid to order food since these men have all of my personal and sensitive information. I do not need to feel scared or violated just to order food. It isn’t fair to me or the girls around me! Men everywhere need to realize that these unwanted advances are NOT CUTE and are not flirting; it is plain and simple street harassment. And this needs to be stopped!

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Ellen’s Story: “We were 13 and 14″

I was walking home with my sister from school about six months ago with headphones in when my sister tapped my arm and told me to look at something to my side. I hadn’t heard because of the music in my ears, but at the bus stop was two guys and a girl.One of the guys was literally screaming at us telling us that we were ‘bitches’ ‘sluts’ and ‘pricks’.

I turned up my music and walked away. The girl just looked at us with a smirk on her face and the other guy did as well. Literally three minutes later, a car drove past with a girl leaving a leavers jacket (so she must have been a year 12) who yelled ‘sluts!’. Her mother was driving the car. The reason why my sister and I were abused was due to the school we attend, which is a rival to theirs. It is a private school, so we were wearing stockings, a blouse, a grey pinafore dress to our knees, a tie and a blazer.

I wish I had said something, especially so that I could have been a better example to my sister. We were 13 and 14 at the time.

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