Transport police recently did get in contact with everydaysexism to encourage women to report harassment on public transport
Hi guys,
I'm writing an article on sexual street harassment in Brixton. While I love Brixton, one of the massive downsides is the street harassment I get on a daily basis. Regardless of what I wear (office clothes, jeans, dresses [and most importantly it doesn't matter!]) I can't walk out on my own without people making comments, shouting at me from across the road, making pussy cat noises, occasionally following etc. Many men don't seem to respect me because I am a young woman who has the tenacity to walk on her own.
I want to know other people's stories. Have you experienced it? Have you seen it happen to others? How does Brixton square with other areas?
Any input appreciated.
Thanks,
S
I would LOVE to have the guts to do that, arse pinching is something that truely enrages me but sadly I dont have the power or ability to lump the person doing it. Id be too scared of it backfiring so to speak.
Thsi thread has reminded me of one of the reasons I listen to music virtually all the time when out and about - you block out the sound of others
I have seen 'leader of prayers' spelt iman, imam, Eman, Imaan and Imaam. And I just googled it and encountered one site that categorically stated you need iman to be an imam, and another than seemed to use three spellings in the first page... My Arabic is seriously rusty (and wasn't great in the first place) but I can't find the standard summary of accepted transliteration conventions: they are usually on the Harvard website. :grr:
What I meant is that where the source of a language Iain a non-Latin script, there are always huge debates about how it s written in Latin script. *usually* there are a generally accepted set of rules at a point in time, but then someone will be along who is differently educated, working to a different agenda or whatever and challenge them. Add complications like symbols that change meanings of letters, pronunciation and tonal elements to language (same letters written mean different things when pronounced differently- one of the joys of Arabic) and you end up with a specialist study subject . Russian is the one I can talk about with confidence (ie romanisation of Cyrillic) as there is a lot of politics behind it: with Arabic the disputes are partly religious and partly linked to the fact classical and regional Arabic(s) differ.
E2a found something! Not what I was looking for but it'll do
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romanization_of_Arabic
It happen loads of times (yes really) but to be honest the clothes I was wearing at the time was showing skin and my tattoos and muscles, a yardy woman said " yo, come let me give you so real love" now I laugh it of because I born and bread in brixton and I guess its a very much big part of brixton life that the whole area is very vibrant with all kind of walks of life...
Most of the time its harmless and when living in a urban area you learn to ignore the cat calls in a way that's not going to offend any one and keep your self safe in your day to day life...
I did just have a quiet moment of anger that I've been so self-critical and angry at myself because of my own reactions to harassment in the past.
As if it's not bad enough to feel guilty or judged for one's dress sense, style, way of being, body etc that somehow 'caused' acts of harassment...to also feel guilty for not responding 'appropriately' or how I imagine I should respond is insult to injury, frankly.
Same, every time anyone's ever grabbed my arse or whatever I've been too frozen up and to properly respond and then it's over and the guy is gone. Infuriating. Once I turned around and the guy grinned at me and looked proud after giving my arse a rub. I was so surprised/shocked I didn't know what to do and just gave him a look and walked off.
Hasn't happened in a while, I'd like to think I'd turn around and give a slap or shout if it did again, but...easy to plan things in your head, when they actually occur it's a bit different. I remind myself it's mportant not to beat yourself up if you don't respond 'perfectly', you're not the dickhead here.
Yep, I froze on two occasions - so odd when that happens. I think I had purposefully forgotten all the crap that's happened over the years, but there's been a few (mostly not street related though)
My most surprising reaction was when I believed I was being followed and I turned around and screamed at his face, loud as I could. Thing is, to this day, I still don't know if that was his intention or not, for all I know I screamed at someone completely innocent. He'd been walking right behind me for longer than I consider comfortable though. And it was late at night on a quiet street.
Sorry you had to go through that MrsDarlingKiss.
There are a lot of wankers in the world.
The more I read this thread and the more I think about it the angrier and angrier I get that this is the backdrop so many people have to put up with. Total impotent fury.
sometimes of course casual shitty misogyny and shitty homophobia join hands and have a big old shitty wank, as the man who followed recently followed me down the escalator at Brixton tube (shortly after I'd got a grade 2 haircut) to vocally enquire if I was a lesbian proves.
How long before you get angry with yourself for being angry with yourself for being too self critical? You seem to be stuck in something of a vicious circle.I did just have a quiet moment of anger that I've been so self-critical and angry at myself because of my own reactions to harassment in the past.
As if it's not bad enough to feel guilty or judged for one's dress sense, style, way of being, body etc that somehow 'caused' acts of harassment...to also feel guilty for not responding 'appropriately' or how I imagine I should respond is insult to injury, frankly.
"a proper feminist would've slapped him in the face" - shut up brain
How long before you get angry with yourself for being angry with yourself for being too self critical? You seem to be stuck in something of a vicious circle.
How long before you get angry with yourself for being angry with yourself for being too self critical? You seem to be stuck in something of a vicious circle.
Hi guys,
I'm writing an article on sexual street harassment in Brixton. While I love Brixton, one of the massive downsides is the street harassment I get on a daily basis. Regardless of what I wear (office clothes, jeans, dresses [and most importantly it doesn't matter!]) I can't walk out on my own without people making comments, shouting at me from across the road, making pussy cat noises, occasionally following etc. Many men don't seem to respect me because I am a young woman who has the tenacity to walk on her own.
I want to know other people's stories. Have you experienced it? Have you seen it happen to others? How does Brixton square with other areas?
Any input appreciated.
Thanks,
S
The market traders have stopped trying it with me after i very loudly told one of them that it wasn't going to encourage me shopping with them, quite the opposite. I get good morning or hello now instead Sometimes hello dear. I'm 30 not 80
The market traders have stopped trying it with me after i very loudly told one of them that it wasn't going to encourage me shopping with them, quite the opposite. I get good morning or hello now instead Sometimes hello dear. I'm 30 not 80
What did they say before?
On the subject of harrasment and modifying your dress, clothes, mannerisms - I had a really interesting conversation recently between myself, a straight male friend, and a gay male friend. Second friend is both gay and cheerfully 'camp' in terms of his dress/mannerisms.
He and I both described similar processes of walking with headphones, modifying who we looked at, where we walked, our body language, how we dressed, and then a quick kneejerk internal process of guilt/shame when we get harassed. The harassment my friend gets is homophobic, whereas mine are misogynistic, but the kind of thought process is similar - 'what did I do to cause this' followed by anger and fury that we have to modify our lives so much.
My heterosexual male friend was astounded, it's something he's never really had to deal with. I think he was astonished at the level to which anticipating and dealing harassment it was a part of our lives and not really his at all.
Can't say it's really ever bothered me, lived here for 20 years - always been like that in Brixton but it's usually just all chat and no action - just part of the furniture the randy males who 'think out loud' and seems to be part of the west Indian culture to do that - at least it used to be. The women give some pretty good back-chat too which could also be deemed to be offensive.
It's part of the living theatre of Brixton which is why we choose to live there. If you don't like it then perhaps you should live somewhere like Surrey where everyone is frightfully nice and nobody would dream of speaking to anyone out of turn. This is grimy old London and it has been ever thus.
Init! Where I live is a predominantly white area. I get this shit all the time.
the living theatre. i'll be using that one next time i get hauled up on a sexual assault charge.
My heterosexual male friend was astounded, it's something he's never really had to deal with. I think he was astonished at the level to which anticipating and dealing harassment it was a part of our lives and not really his at all.
Yes I have had exactly this experience (as het male with socially progressive friends) naively thinking homophobic/misogynistic abuse is not a feature of London life and being shocked at extent to which it still features.