6.4.16

Wicked Women Wednesdays: Something Happened

Something happened yesterday that has happened before and no doubt will happen again.

Most of the time it's easy enough to ignore it. I have become accustomed to turning a blind eye and walking on, head held high even though my palms are sweating and my blood boils. 

This time, like every other time, got me thinking..  Why does this keep happening? Why am I expected to tolerate level of degradation.

When I asked a security guard at work today his response was simple, 'you're pretty, you just gotta do your best to keep your head down and look as ugly as you can'. He also assumed I'd been walking in revealing clothing.  Is this how I'm to act to be able to walk down my street? 

That's when I broke. ' I should be allowed to walk down the street naked if I want' I sternly responded. 'Heck, I should be able to lie down naked and masturbate, it's my body!' He laughed, I honestly reckon he thinks I'm a little insane. But the fact is, it's true. 

I'm sorry. I refuse to accept that this behaviour is the norm, this degrading, sexist and vulgar behaviour that makes me want to cut off their balls with a spoon. YouGov released statistics in 2012 revealing that 43% of women experience sexual harassment. What's even more worrying 1 in 3 schoolgirls have been found to have experienced sexual harassment. But maybe I'm crazy, maybe Donald Trump was right to say 'what did these geniuses expect when they put men and women together?'



It's not okay to whistle at a schoolgirl, It's not okay to grope a sales assistant. It's not okay to holler at someone and then threaten them with a weapon when they refuse to jump on your motorbike. It's not okay to suggest to a 14 year old girl who has been assaulted that she asked for it. These are all things that I have experienced, and all things I have learnt to accept 'just happen because I'm pretty'. Is this what young girls are to learn?

I'm know this isn't a one way street, I am very accepting and vocal about equal rights and treatment for all. My point here is, I don't remember a time my boyfriend had to turn a blind eye girls who were degrading him in public. He's never had to physically run away from women when their hollers become aggressive. And he's certainly never had to report it to the police. 

The fact that there are charities across the world trying to tackle this epidemic suggests the severity of the situation. It often feels like there is no light at the end of the tunnel. 

It's not right that I fear dark nights. It's not fair that I get anxious walking past groups of men, and I hate that in 2016 on a weekday afternoon, two guys find it okay to threaten me, follow me and call me an ugly stupid bitch because I won't come talk to them. 

Something happened yesterday that has happened before and will no doubt happen again. 


D x





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