Today an apparently magrebi man who was traveling in a train from Pamplona to Zaragoza couldn’t pay the ticket (he needed 1,15€ more). No one helped him. The reviser has told him to get off the train and he went completely mad. Finally, the reviser pulled him out in a village in the middle of nowhere while saying “I’m racist because of people like you”, and “If you are in our country respect our rules”, and shouting “this is how this people has to be treated”. No one said a word, and even a few people congratulated the reviser. I wasn’t there, but my boyfriend was so he has told me (no, he didn’t say anything either). Europe is going back to Germany during the beginning of the 30’s decade.
Hoy un hombre con acento magrebi que viajaba en un tren Pamplona-Zaragoza no tenía dinero suficiente para pagar el billete (a falta de 1,15€). Nadie le ha ayudado, y el revisor le ha dicho que tenía que bajarse del tren. El hombre en cuestión se ha enfadado y el revisor le ha echado diciendo: “Soy racista por gente como tú”, o “Si vives en nuestro país respeta nuestras normas”, y luego ha gritado: “Así hay que tratar a esta gente”. El hombre ha sido expulsado del tren en un pueblo en medio de la nada. Nadie ha dicho absolutamente nada, incluso hay quienes le han felicitado. No lo he vivido en primera persona, me lo ha contado mi novio, quien iba en el tren y, por cierto, no ha hecho nada. Europa está como Alemania a principios de los años 30.
Yesterday I was waiting at a bus stop. I was approached by a white man who started mocking me and talking to me as if I were a very young child. He started using derogatory terms such as nigga and saying he came from Africa, to further mock me. I’m from India. I’m also only 15, and it’s the first time I’ve ever been harassed like this. When I simply wasn’t responding, he began yelling at me, and called me a bitch several times, and started saying extremely rude and dirty things, and finally said “this bloody immigrant thinks she’s the sh**,” and that all he wanted to do was “pick up chicks.” I began crying and wishing I could’ve done something about it, and shout back at him. I’m not sure how long this incident will haunt me for.
I recently moved to New York from my native country and was trying to figure my way back to my apartment it was about 9 pm. Suddenly a man started walking beside me saying “hey beautiful wanna go somewhere. ” I tried to ignore him thinking that if I did he would get fed up and go away. But he didn’t. He continued saying “what you don’t like black? ” “too big for you? ” I thought it was enough and said leave me alone but he caught up on my accent saying that if “I can’t face NYC then I should have just stayed in Asia ” and walked away cursing me. I don’t know of I feel the same about NYC anymore .
I was waiting at the crosswalk to cross the street. Three men walked by. One yelled, “Damn, Ling Ling! You’ve got an ASS!”
Earlier this morning I saw a group of 4 Jewish guys walking down the street with their Kippahs on being harassed by 2 racist assholes. They even flipped up the Nazi hand symbol and shouted “Death to Israel”. One of them then said “Where’s Hitler when you need him?” Fucking assholes. I told the harasses to fuck off and asked the Jewish guys if they were ok. It felt good to help but I was honestly shaking after that.
I’m 13 and I’m thickly built. At school, i get everything from cat calls Tomas’s grabbings. One day in particular, a boy came up to me and whispered, “you’re gonna ride my d*** like you ride a roller coaster. Once you go black you never go back baby.” I believe it doesn’t matter your skin for one, and that is was completely un-appropriate and disgusting, especially for our ages.
This morning I was harassed and followed for three blocks by a man on my way to the office from the Farragut West metro. This man walked closely next to and behind me, making lewd remarks about the way I looked, how I walked and about being Asian. He was loud, sometimes shouted, and on the sidewalk and at street corners other commuters stared and didn’t say a word. I lost him when I ducked into a cafe to make sure he didn’t follow me into my office building. I’ve been shaking and upset all day.
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.
A series of ongoing incidents has left me feeling isolated and hesitant to socialise. I am often followed home by a person in a car who will use very degrading language (shouted out of the car window,or a series of hoots to alert my attention) it seems that they want me to know that they are following me as they are in cars and i am on foot (there is often more than one person or different cars),it is difficult to identify then. On a regular basis the car will hoot outside in a neighbouring street always within an hour of me getting home.
the same group have also been spreading rumours within my social circle referring to me with discriminatory references to people who are then discouraged from communicating or socialising with me to the degree that my entire social circle have become misinformed about me (with gossip and lies). For some time now i have been living an isolated existence which consists of receiving verbal abuse and being told i am unworthy of being helped . They often use ethnic and sexual references and paint a picture of ‘dirty’,’slut’ and many other references to make it unappealing to reach out. As i cant identify these people they just continue to getting kicks out of making my life like a prison.
I have only lived in San Diego for 6 months and I have already had some experiences that have made me very uncomfortable to walk home from work in my “safe” neighborhood. I’ll start with the least disturbing occurrence and go on from there. I was on my work, sitting outside of Starbucks with my nametag on. A man said “You should smile, Hailey.” I think it was just because I was sitting alone minding my own business. Another time I was walking past this Starbucks when I followed the gaze of two men (one young, one old) as they checked me out from behind. The older man asked “what ethnicity are you?” to which, I didn’t respond and continued to walk, upsetting them. They became upset.
Here is where things get really messed up.
It was a hot night and I was wearing a short, yet long sleeved dress. My boyfriend and I were walking home when we had come to a stop to wait for the light to turn so we could cross the road. A suspicious looking man was waiting for a different light. He had a large jacket on, glasses, a backpack, and his hands in his pockets. Once he saw us, he immediately started laughing and moved to our side of the street. My boyfriend and I decided not to risk waiting with this man, so we turned around and began walking quickly in the opposite direction. We started running full speed when the man yelled “That’s right you keep running!”
Another occasion, I was on my lunch break again. I was walking past the grocery store when a man with a long beard approached me and asked if I would have sex with him. I looked him in the face (as you should do with suspicious characters) and continued to walk. He began screaming hysterically “of course you don’t want to have sex with me!, why would you want to have sex with me!? Come on!!!” To which I looked back and responded by telling him to fuck off. Maybe not the smartest move but, this was a busy shopping center in the day time. I immediately called the police and let the ladies at work know what he looked like. The police said they could do nothing unless he actually physically assaulted me.
This is possibly one of the creepiest things I have ever experienced. A man comes into the store where I work quite often, we will call him Jeff. He appears to be a man in his 40’s. I am a petite 18 year old that looks more like I could be 16. One night just before close, Jeff comes in and mentions that he had just seen me at a specific grocery store. I thought that was very odd because I hadn’t been there for around 3 weeks. I thought he might work there because I do shop there on my breaks and the employees talk to me. Turns out he didn’t work there. Jeff comes in again a few weeks later and gets something for his daughter. I help him find it and ring him up at the register. He begins to ask me questions about my job and make general but, invasive small talk. A few minutes after he leaves we get a phone call. I pick up the work phone. I recognize his voice. He introduces himself as the “bald guy” I just helped and asks if this is a good time. I figure it’s something to do with work and say “of course, how can I help?” He asks me if I’m single! I say no and that I have to get back to work and hang up. What!??? I let my manager know.