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Investigating Street Harassment: Internationally!
Hollaback is a movement to end street harassment powered by a network of local
activists around the world. Hollaback has teamed up with Cornell University’s
ILR School professor Beth Livingston to study the experiences and impacts of
street harassment internationally, through cooperation with Hollaback’s many local
What are we doing? On October 15th, online surveys were launched in countries on
six continents, translated into multiple languages. Links to these surveys will be
tweeted, blogged, facebook’ed and emailed worldwide with the hope of gathering
data on street harassment that can be used to better understand its impacts in an
international context. Links specific to your location are provided below.
What can you do to help? Complete a survey! Send the link on to others who may or may not be familiar
with the movement. The more respondents—men, women, and all gender identifications—the better.
What can you expect? The survey asks about demographics, experiences with
harassment, reactions to it, and other questions. It is completely anonymous.
Summary reports and press releases can be expected early in 2015.
What if I have questions? You can ask your site leader in your local area, or reach out to Hollaback!
(email@example.com). If you want more info on the survey itself, contact Prof. Beth
LINK TO SURVEY HERE:
– For more information check out : more survey details!
Walking at lunch along a crowded stretch in downtown YYC (I am a middle-aged woman and was dressed in business attire). I was called “a fucking bitch” and threatened with assault by a group of 7-8 men.
THANK YOU to the male bystander who saw these men get in my face and approached a uniformed parking attendant to say it wasn’t OK.
THANK YOU to the parking attendant for going above and beyond her duties to stay with me while I collected myself and for helping me get to my destination safely.
Going to Scotia Centre at 12:00 noon in bustling downtown Calgary shouldn’t be a terrifying experience because you are woman. I can only imagine what could have happened if had been 12:00 at night….
I was walking to the LRT when two guys yelled out to me, “he likes your thighs”. Harassment is simple.
I was out for a morning run when two 40+ guys rode by on their bikes and one said to his buddy “I passed you so that I could check this jogger out.” By the time I realized what he said they were long gone and I couldn’t say or do anything but feel like complete shit. It’s October so I was completely covered up. I don’t understand why they did that, I’m just a kid. I wish I hadn’t realized what he said at all…
I was at a bus stop on 17th avenue. I waited patiently for the bus when a gent came and sat directly beside me on the bench. He was mumbling to himself, uttering things like “You’re really pretty.” I paid no mind to it. Once the bus showed up, I got on the bus and he immediately followed. This man sat directly beside me on an empty bus. He sat so close his leg was touching mine. Another man on the bus confronted him and asked if I needed help. I told him that I could handle it. I told the guy to move multiple times only to have him edge his way closer to me. Once my stop came up I stood up and began to walk off the bus only to have him grab my ass in the process. I turned around and slammed his face into a pole on the bus (the ones you use to keep your balance while standing). His face was immediately covered in blood. I looked down at him and said “don’t touch me ever again” and walked off the bus.
This incident made me both empowered and afraid. I don’t want to deal with this type of situation ever again but I know I’ll have to because people like this still exist. (Thank you to the guy who helped me! Your gesture was very much appreciated)
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This was probably six or seven years ago when I was still living in YYC. One night I was coming home, from a friends house I think, and I got on the wrong train and ended up at the North McKnight station. Scared shitless the middle of the night, 14, and no idea how to get home I was already feeling cautious. I called my mom in a panic and she headed on her way over, but couldn’t get there fast enough. two men about six feet from me began making comments on why a little girl was out so late, where ‘she’ (I assume they were talking about me as I was the only girl around by now), and how no one is around and what a nice body I had. In that moment, I prepared for the reality that I might about to be raped and it was the most horrifying feeling ever. I prayed, to who I have no idea, that my mom would get there soon and these men would go away. For a young woman to prepare herself for the reality that someone might try and rape her is horrifying and disgusting. This needs to stop.
This happened to my friend and I one night this summer when we were walking back from the convenience store. We were almost home when we had finished crossing Boudreau and Sir Winston. Some guys in their car started yelling just like “woohoo!” that sort of thing, but the sexual kind that they only yell at girls. I turned around and yelled back: “Why don’t you step out of your car and come say it to our faces ya big cowards!”
That shut them right up.
Recently a sleazy middle-aged man had the audacity to leer at me and follow me through the mall. I politely asked him to stop following me, but being a timid teenage girl standing at 5″2′ doesn’t really help when the man was like a goddamn gorilla. I tried to throw him off by walking into a more populated area, but he continued to follow me. Finally, I met up with my father, and the man seemed to be intimidated enough to stop. I really wish I would’ve told him to fuck off, or done something to create a scene, but I was so uncomfortable and frightened. This sort of thing has happened to me many times in that mall, all ranging from creepy-stalking and downright degrading comments about my appearance (“hey babe”, “looking good”, “what a body”). I still can’t believe that some men think they have the right to treat women as sexual objects.