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First week of college and a group of guys told me I was “looking fine” as I walked by. I said it wasn’t for them.
At the Mothership, a training was held with a group of parents in the South Bronx and we toasted to safer streets to everyone at Wednesday’s Girls Pint Out Inaugural Event to Benefit Hollaback!
Here’s what HOLLAs around the world have been up to:
Hollaback! Appalachian Ohio held an art party at their first safer space, Donkey Coffee, in which the community was invited to come make art with them for their April Art show at Casa Nueva. They also screened their short documentary, On The Catwalk, at the Ohio University International Women’s Day Celebration, made art with the women at Southeast Ohio Regional Jail for their art show, and held a Self Defense workshop for the women at Rural Women’s, a drug rehab facility. Finally, they held a 1.5 hour workshop on Hollaback!, Rape Culture, Victim Blaming, and Bystander Intervention in a Cultural Anthropology class at Ohio University. There were about 40 students. Way to go HB! Appalachian Ohio!
Hollaback! Bahamas joined together with the Bahamas Against Sexual Violence and Child Abuse and Citizens for a Better Bahamas in starting this “Violence is Not Funny” petition. The petition requests that the Member of Parliament formally addresses the nation with regard to his inappropriate violent comments (mentioned in last week’s edition) and for specific action to be taken against domestic violence and violence against women in the Bahamas. On Wednesday, concerned citizens, HB! Bahamas, and the organizations they’re collaborating with, came together to peacefully protest. Also, Alicia Wallace, Director of Hollaback! Bahamas, was a special guest on Power Talk Radio yesterday afternoon.
Hollaback! Boston were asked to pen a response piece for DigBoston, a local paper they criticized for their insensitive cover art that made light of the “upskirting” issue that was just dealt with in Massachusetts. Also, their first first queer bar takeover is tonight!
Hollaback! Edinburgh presented a workshop titled “Challenging Street Harassment, Smashing Rape Culture” at a Challenging Everyday Sexism event.
Hollaback! Polska was mentioned on Radio Gdańsk S.A. audition concerning “Manifa” in Gdańsk (its annual march celebrating Women’s Day which takes place in many cities in Poland under that name) on last Saturday evening. They have also been encouraging their community to protest against a misogynist “design” in one of the clubs in Gdańsk.
Til next week-
HOLLA and out!
- The Hollaback! Team
Drunk guy in bar harassing my friends. Friends looked at their shoes and tried to stop interaction by not responding. Drunk guy touched my friend inappropriately. I turned him around by his shoulder and grabbed his hand.
Me: Hey man, what’s your name?
Me: Nice to meet you, ___.
Him: I like you. You’re nice to me. They’re being ******.
Me: No, you’re just bothering them and they don’t like it. So you need to stop that now.
Him: Let me show you a picture.
Me: No, I don’t need to see that. You need to go away or I’m telling someone to get you out of here.
Interaction stopped! Did I have to see a cell phone picture of his junk in order to get him to go away? Yes. Did any other larger, more capable, male-gendered (therefore viewed as more threatening and worthier of respect) person in the bar – of which there were PLENTY – try and help me out? No!
But did the guy go away and stop touching my friends?
Yes he did.
As I attend school in downtown Cincinnati, I understood that it wasn’t always a pretty place. I’ll be adding more stories of things that I have experienced and witnessed, but here’s one that was my first.
It was August and still hot on the streets so I wore what was comfortable, shorts and a t-shirt. After leaving school for the day, I headed to the library to meet a friend.
Heading down the street, I noticed the occasional security guards from numerous companies and felt pretty safe. Out of nowhere, a black pickup truck pulled up next to me.
The man in the front seat leaned out and yelled, even though he was directly next to me,”How about you get in and we’ll show you why two is better than one.”
Instinctually, I took off, dashing down the street as his friend yelled,”DYKE BITCH!” out the window.
When I reached the library. I didn’t tell my friend a word of what happened. I regretted not speaking up sooner and blaming myself for the harassment. Even the school dress code told me that I was a distraction.
Street harassment should not be the norm for young girls.
We daily experienced that verbal harassment while walking !
While jogging, I was video tapped, cat called and followed for about 10 minutes. Infuriating!!
This is an old story. This is not new. Still, I think it is important people know what happens in a “quaint tourist town.”
I was 11 the first time I was wolf whistled at while walking in town. I didn’t even have boobs.
I was walking home from school at the age of 15, dressed in baggy clothes, when an old man kept circling the block. He later followed me and my friends to a grocery store.
I was walking home from work as a waitress at the age of 16, when I had a man in his 40s slow his car down and ask me “How much for a party?” He refused to leave me alone and refused to believe I wasn’t a prostitute until a cop car came by.
Not sure if this counts as street harassment as I was in my house when I happened… At about 11pm one night I heard this unnerving shuffling outside my lounge window…And when I turned on the outside light I saw a shadow on the curtains.
Lucky I still live at home and my brother was still up… I looked out my bedroom window to find some guy standing in the street… Fiddling away… Cops were called but he was gone long before they arrived. Can’t even feel safe in my own house.
Two guys are hanging out on the corner and periodically calling out to girls passing by things like “let me take you around town tonight! I’ll wine you and dine you and take you around the city.” then they laugh about it afterwards to each other.
I and two guys I worked with were putting new recycling barrels in a dormitory. We were waiting for the elevator and when it opened it had 5 or 6 guys in it. My co-worker said we’d take the next one. One of the guys said “You two (referring to my male coworkers) can’t fit, but I’m sure we can squeeze blondie in here with us.”
I ignored them as I waited for what felt like forever for the doors to close and them to go away while they smiled and made comments. We went back downstairs to get more bins and they were all hanging out outside the building, calling “Hey blondie! Whatcha doing? Why are you working so hard? Leave the work to the guys and come hang out with us!” I ignored them. This repeated the next two times we came down for more bins, until my coworker finally told them to fuck off.
And they did, until an hour or so later when I was walking off campus to my apartment a few blocks away and the same group of guys were walking around smoking pot. They continued to catcall me and follow me home. I told them to kindly fuck off, and they laughed and said “Ooh blondie is all fired up! I like it!” I texted my roommates as I walked and luckily one was home and came outside our apartment to walk me in and once again tell these guys to fuck off.
It felt like shit to have to rely on a male friend both times to make these guys go away. I felt annoyed that I couldn’t just do my job and walk home without being bothered. It was in broad daylight and in public so I didn’t necessarily feel unsafe, just uncomfortable and annoyed.