A few years ago, my daughter and I were followed and verbally harassed by some loon (in a graveyard, no less). We had to knock on a stranger's door (the cemetary lodge) because we felt so threatened. Our (cowardly) collie was no use either.While I often have some semi-offensive bladed (gardening) tool on my person, in truth, I have no confidence in getting close enough to effectively use one, especially in a moment of fear and panic, Seemed a bit hit or miss (literally) so I sent off for some spray deterrents (Eve spray), I promptly lost mine so embarked on a lethal, home
-made one (tabasco, ground chillies and lemon juice). It keeps for ages in a little Jif squeezy bottle. I can't say I have much truck with curfews, for anyone really, and would sooner feel I was in a position to take some responsibility for my own safety, rather than relying on legal solutions (as if) or moral education for men. Feeling a bit protected, however delusional, made us feel more confident, competent and not giving off those fear pheromones which predators seem to be able to sense effortlessly.
I had a 'rape alarm, back in the 70s/80s...and had even less faith in that...but I don't really worry about repercussions for owning or even using what could be construed as a dangerous weapon because I am unconvinced that a court would convict a small, elderly woman of 'carrying a dangerous weapon.'..and I would certainly be prepared to test this out if such a situation ever arose where I felt I had to. As always, less dominant classes are being gulled if they wait for some imaginary justice or fairness to be bestowed upon them by their oppressors. Just like any class struggle, I feel justice (and safety) is something we have to take for ourselves...although I will concede that there are various ways to achieve this, but personally, I kinda like the feeling of having some agency myself.
Back in the day (70s)I also recall a rise in women's self=defence classes (especially during the period when the Cambridge rapist was active). Loads of Reclaim the Night marches. Feminism became (for me), a thing. Most of these classes were not concentrating on actual physical wrangling, but building up our own sense of being inviolate, using our voice, our wits and only as a last resort, using the physical force of the attacker. I honestly thought these initiatives were useful and would like to see these techniques being taught as part of PE at school and made available in our communities. The classes had value above simple self-protection, investing us with a definite sense of our own strengths and powers. Again, I realise that the onus is being put on women, to negotiate the tricky byways of patriarchal violence...but I think we also gain something quite essential - a refusal to be cast as the eternal victim and a feeling that we do not need to wait for men to make changes - we can do it for ourselves. This is very powerful for girls and women.
I do think the idea of 'curfew' has a lot of deep cultural resonance but would, inevitably, be mangled beyond any plausible use in the hands of the mediocrities and dullards who comprise the political classes...best avoided