While trying to catch a bus, I was approached by a man who I thought was going to ask for directions ir something. He got very close and told me that if he were to marry someone, he would marry me. I hurried off to my bus, while thinking, thank you for uninvitedly invading my personal space while I am in public space. Not OK.
I was outside of a bar with two of my girl friends. For context, I am black and they are white. An older man walks up and starts taking to us. We are polite and try to ignore him. He then turns to one of my friends and says “you know, black and white go real good together.” While this is happening, a group of men surround us and one yells to me “you know black and black go even better together! shit, I’m looking right at you girl.” We just walk away while they talk about us.
Sitting on the (nearly empty) bus, a man came and sat behind me. He greeted me and I politely greeted him too, but fully aware of where he’d be going next. “You look good,” he said. I told him no and covered up as much as I could.
It’s that time of week again! Time to find out what’s happening at Hollaback sites around the world!
Emily traveled all around this week–from Columbus, Ohio to Grand Rapids, Michigan! She spoke for both the Ohio Alliance Against Sexual Violence and the Michigan Coalition to End Domestic and Sexual Violence!
The rest of the New York office checked out the space for HOLLA::Revolution and the site leader conference to follow (The space is totally rad!!). Remember, tickets for HOLLA::Revolution are still available online! Trust us, you don’t want to miss it!
Hollaback! Around the Globe…
Check out this amazing video, “Smile for me Baby”, filmed and edited by Hollaback! supporter Ceclia Wachter.
The video has scenes from Hollaback!’s Anti-Street Harassment Rally in Washington Square Park and interviews folks who experienced and respond to street harassment.
A documentary about street harassment, created by the one and only Cecilia Wachter! Check it out:
I was waiting at the bus stop on Fifth and Bellefonte, as I’ve done many times before, when I heard a person come out of the Victorian house whose fence borders the bus stop. The man was making weird noises, then walked closer to the fence. He was covering his face with a clothe held up by one hand while he was masturbating with the other hand. He asked me if I would stand there until he came. I said no, walked away, I called the police and they HAVEN’T DONE SHIT.
I was followed home as I zig-zagged across the street and stood at the bottom of my steps–watching me fumble for my keys
I was 10 years old in New York City. One day my family and I took the subway home. I walked over to a trash can and a man stood behind me and whispered “I’d love to lick your tight little pussy” when I turned and noticed he was talking to me I gasped but he smelt so awful! I immediately bent over and started gagging, I almost threw up on him! I guess this really made him mad because he walked away cursing. I will never forget that smell, still to this day if i think about it, it makes me gag!
I was just walking back toward my dorm alone at 3 in the afternoon when two men (adults, clearly NOT Brown students) stopped me under the pretense of asking directions to the pool. What followed was a string of incredibly creepy innuendoes, ogling, and clearly unwanted, inappropriate advances, which thankfully ceased after I walked away, feeling totally disgusted.