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Holla for gays!

By TRACI BRODNAX I’m bisexual. What does this mean? I am physically, emotionally and mentally attracted to both sexes, male and female, as well as both genders, men and women (note: there is a difference between sex and gender, most people can’t differentiate between the two). Essentially, I’m queer-minded; I will not turn down any … Continued

Street Harassment + Me

BY NAOMI I’ve had this body my whole life. I don’t remember the first time I got honked at or holla’d at, but it may have been as early as middle school. Because as soon as I hit puberty, wham! I had curves. Not that I can even say that is the full reason. It … Continued

Kate’s story: a run cut short by fear

Last month, on a Friday after work I decided to go for a run, it was a cool evening and it was starting to rain, which quickly turned to sleet and then light snow. I was less than a 1/4 mile into my run when I heard yelling — my iPod was between songs, otherwise … Continued

Why I Slutwalk(ed)

BY JULIE LALONDE, DIRECTOR OF HOLLABACK OTTAWA excerpt from Being the Change since 2007   Ottawa had its own SlutWalk and you better believe I was there. In fact, in the interest of full disclosure, I was asked to speak at it, too. But that’s where it ends, for the record. I’ve never organized a … Continued

Nicola’s Got Nerve | Issue 5

“Female Jogger Attacked ~ Fights Back!” I’m adding a Part Two to last week’s column, which was titled, “Female Jogger Attacked.” That was a discussion of the phenomenon of women not being safe in public spaces, while doing what they have to do to stay healthy. I know all of us have been there before … Continued

Sara’s Story: A conversation with the harasser

You think studying in the middle of a common study area wouldn’t turn guys on. I had my face buried in a book, studying for my finals in two weeks. (I had read your website some weeks before, so I was ready!) He walked in front of me and when he was just out of … Continued

Melissa’s Story: Standing your ground

I was walking home from work along N. Rampart. I was talking on my phone to my mother and munching on an apple. I noticed a younger guy walking slightly closer than normal to me along the same route. As we were the only people walking on the street I turned my head towards him, … Continued