I was sitting in a coffee shop on Dupont Circle at the bar facing the windows on Connecticut Ave and noticed a man parked directly across the sidewalk was watching me from his car. I realized after a minute that he was touching himself, and eventually saw that he wasn’t wearing pants. I tried to get a picture of him (included) but people were walking by so he stopped. He continued after they passed so I got up to leave. I tried also to get a picture of his license plate but he drove away quickly when I got up. He was an older white man wearing a yellow reflective safety vest in a bright blue pick-up truck with a construction rack in the bed and Maryland plates.
I walked out on my lunch hour a block away to get something to eat. On my way there, I heard several “kissy” noises coming from my right side. I turned to see a delivery man walking right beside me and staring at me. As soon as I turned to him, I gave him a look of disgust to show him those noises were not welcome. He was just happy to have gotten my attention at all and followed up with “HI!”
This made me feel disgusting and totally degraded in the middle of the day. Immediately after I walked away, I wished I had some something to him about how inappropriate that was. It made me feel icky and gross. I came back to work and told a friend (girl) about the situation, and she made me feel worse by telling me its not a big deal and she loves it when she gets compliments in the street, but “to each their own” and then she refused to engage in any further discussion on the matter. I feel awful! If women can’t get on the same page about this, how can we ever hope that street harassment will stop?
I was coming home at night from a really good job interview. I got on the train at Hollywood/Vine Metro Station and headed back towards 7th/Metro Station. About a stop or two down the track a drunk man got on the train, singing VERY loudly (with very little talent) and sat directly across from me. I ignored him until about 10 minutes later when I noticed he was opening a can of bud light (probably his 5th). I looked away trying to ignore him again and when I glanced back I saw him starring directly at me, licking his lips, and rubbing the inside of his thigh dangerously close to his small dick. I glared back at him trying to get him to stop but he just kept going so I changed seats. He began to laugh and say degrading comments toward me … so I flicked him off (I don’t take that kind of bull shit from anyone). And then he began getting really aggressive, stumbling toward me and threatening me. We continued cussing each other out until I got to 7th & Metro. As I exited the train he made a knee jerking motion and said “I will kick your ass, bitch” and that’s when I blew my top, turned around, and said “WELL THEN COME ON BABY, I”M RIGHT HERE”. Of course the dick did nothing and continued to cuss at me as the doors closed. The ONLY bystander on a train full of useless people was this angel of a woman who, as she was also exiting the train, told the man “Don’t you touch her”. I can’t thank that woman enough for standing up for me. I’m always use to standing alone, I just want someone to help me out, just fucking once. If anyone sees a short, black man wearing a red baseball cap handing out stupid black business cards on the metro promoting himself as a “world champion boxer” (he actually tried using his cards to intimidate me) call the cops and stay away from him.
Hi Hollas! Hope everyone had amazing activism-filled weeks!
Here’s what’s been happening at the headquarters:
Earlier this week, ED Emily May moderated a panel at Youth + Tech + Health Live where she spoke about online harassment and safe spaces on the internet. Now she’s in Atlanta at the Points of Light Civic Accelerator where she’s working on HeartMob! Go Emily go!
One of our amazing interns, Kate, went to Denim Day to rally around rape prevention and support for survivors!
Our new project, HeartMob, was funded in just five days! We are so amazed by the generosity of our activist network and excited about the great press we’ve received this week from Cosmopolitan, KillerStartup, Mic, Bustle, Collectively, and more! We can’t wait for Heartmob to be a real thing! Next step – unlocking our bonus levels. The Heartmob Kickstarter doesn’t end until May 15th, and the Knight Foundation has offered to donate $2,500 if we get 250 backers, $5,o00 if we get 500 backers, and $10,000 if we get 1000 backers! Donate a dollar if you can (even a dollar gets you early access to the platform!) and check out Heartmob’s Facebook and Twitter!
Let’s check out what some of our sites did!
Hollaback! Peterborough is having a launch party on May 9th and it’s Cats Against Catcalling-themed! They’ll be projecting their newly launched website on the walls of Artspace, providing yummy vegan food, and featuring music from Evan Gentle, Stacey Green Jumps, Nick Ferrio, and more!
Hollaback! Vancouver showcased the results of their “What’s Your Number?” campaign on Thursday, where participants were asked to record instances of street harassment through journal or clicker. The results were shown at an art show/party educating attendees on the prevalence of harassment!
Hollaback! Bahamas hosted a chalk art event at College of the Bahamas with the Pro Society, and received a small grand from The Awesome Foundation for their safe spaces campaign! Director Alicia Wallace was chosen as an honouree at the Bahamas Sexual Health & Rights Association’s first annual tea party and recognition event!
Hollaback Cuenca launched an anti-street harassment campaign in Cuenca Ecuador together with the President of Universidad de Cuenca, the Province Government Vice President, the head of the department for social equity and gender of the municipality of Cuenca and the President of the Women’s Association of Universidad de Cuenca.
Hollaback! Italy held a workshop in Genoa during a week event show for a feminist journal’s 20th anniversary in partnership with Arci Gay Ostilia Mulas. They held a four day workshop in Agape during Easter at Lesbian Camp of Agape about harassing in LGBTQ communities.
And, a few week in our shoes back, they marched in Turin for an anti-sexist march!
That’s all for this week. Keep being awesome! Holla out.
Riding home on my way home from work, a man called out, “I wish I was a bike seat!”. This comment was not a compliment and made me feel disgusted.
Bugün okulda Kürtleri ve ibneleri istemiyoruz diyen 2 kişi arkamdan hakaret etti. Sözlü tacizle homofobi ve kürtfobi saldırıya uğradım. Üniversite okuyan öğrencilerin bu şekilde davranmaları aldıkları eğitimleri gösteriyor.
Today 2 people insulted me from behind saying “we do not want Kurds and fags at school”. I was verbally attacked with anti-kurdish harassment and homophobia. Students attending college have been receiving training to behave this way.
“Nice ass…best butt in town”, was yelled at me by a group of men, followed by a wolf-whistle, when walking down the Main Street of Angaston. This was a Saturday afternoon and it was humiliating. I pretended not to hear it, although my non-response encouraged more comments.
Somebody in a red Chevy kept making sexual gestures at me constantly.I was walking and the traffic kept them away but a mile away they were harassing me again
A group of young boys on bicycles was blocking the path where I usually run — this is a wide, safe path by a river.
As I ran by, two of them touched my butt. I turned around and yelled at them “hey! that is not acceptable. You cannot do that.” I then ran away but I still want to cry. It made me so upset and angry.
Je rentrais chez moi le soir avec une copine, et deux hommes nous ont abordées. Ma copine et moi, on ne lui a pas répondu quand il nous a demandé, dans un premier temps, si on pourrait “faire connaissance” et après si on “voulait baiser”. Moi et ma copine a continué notre chemin sans répondre, alors il a crié qu’on était des grosses putes en nous suivant quelques mètres. Puis lui et son copain ont quitté la place.
I went home at night with a girlfriend and two men approached us. My girlfriend and I, we did not answer him when he asked us, at first, if we could “get to know them” and then if we “wanted to fuck.” My girlfriend and I went on our way without answering, then he shouted that we were big whores and they followed us a few meters. Then he and his friend left.