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Last night, I popped in to Central on the Grand Parade in Cork to pick up a few things after work. It was about 10.30.
I left my bike locked up outside – when I came out there were 3 men in their early twenties, 2 of whom were messing with it – with a view to stealing it, or just “messing” I’m not sure. One of the spokes on the front wheels was out of alignment and one of the men tried to help me fix it. However, his friend came over and started rubbing his crotch, shouting “rub your pussy on it, you dirty bitch” over and over. He then said “your bike’s a piece of shit, you dirty bitch” and walked away.
I started to cycle away feeling shaken ( literally shaking) when I thought that I simply couldn’t let this man get away with acting like that! I teach young girls, and if something like that happened to one of them, I’d want to see consequences. I went to almost every pub in Cork city, looking for the guy (I was then gonna inform the guards). Unfortunately, I didn’t find him, but I have reported the incident to the gardai. The thought of this being a drunken anecdote that he can brag about, or laugh over, enrages me. I just hope it’s taken seriously.
Another story of the hell women in Dublin go through
I was coming home from a club one night and decided to get a taxi. The taxi driver suddenly asked me if I knew of any woman who would want to sleep with his wife. I told him I didn’t and stared out the passenger side window.
He goy his lad out and started wanking, I didn’t notice until I looked over to give him directions to the house. When I did, he grabbed my book and finished the job!
I told him to stop the car and I jumped out. He tried to charge me but I told him to “fuck off” and ran off as fast as I could.
I made sure his was gone for at least 5 minutes before I went near my front door. The last thing I wanted was that creep knowing where I live.
Unfortunately, I have a lot more of these stories :-/
Over the last few days, a video of a woman, Shoshana B. Roberts, being harassed over 100 times in 10 hours while walking through Lower Manhattan has been getting a huge amount of attention. This video was produced in collaboration between Rob Bliss Creative and Hollaback headquarters in New York.
Hollaback’s presence in Ireland, North and South, want to clarify that this was created and distributed without our input and while it has been associated with Hollaback, we do not condone the racial bias shown in the video.
Rob Bliss reached out to Hollaback! New York about creating a video as a result of witnessing the amount of street harassment his girlfriend was experiencing in New York. Hollaback! New York came to the agreement that Rob would have complete creative control over the video and owns the video, with unlimited usage rights for Hollaback.
The virality of this video has led to a public conversation about street harassment in a way that was unimaginable even a few years ago. This video is causing people to discuss street harassment and share their experiences of street harassment, which is a core part of Hollabacks’ aims.
However, while we are grateful for the conversation this video is creating we are also aware that this video perpetuates some harmful myths about race, class and street harassment.
Hollaback! Belfast and Hollaback! Dublin want to make it clear that we realise street harassment is perpetrated by people of all races and social classes, all over the world. You can read many examples of street harassment in Dublin and Belfast on our websites.
It has been reported that many white mens’ comments were edited out of the video due to issues of production quality, an action which we do not condone. We can’t say anything to justify or make up for the upset this video has caused. We want to make clear that we work against racism and myths of cultural street harassment. We are saddened that the editing decisions made regarding the video have allowed so many people to use this video to perpetuate these myths.
We also want to say that these criticisms of the video itself in no way take away from Shoshana’s experience that day and every day. We stand in solidarity with her as she receives rape threats for simply appearing in the video: no one deserves that, and her experience that day looked truly frightening and exhausting.
The best ways to help us to silence the myths around race and street harassment is by sharing your story of street harassment and taking our survey on street harassment. Collecting data in this way will help us to show that street harassment happens here in our own cities and is perpetrated and experienced by people of all races.
For the statement on the video from Hollaback! headquarters see here.
I’m sorry that this is so long but I like to tell a story right
I was on my way to work one day and I jumped on a bus. I sat down and was nearly frightened to death by the man behind me. He poked his head between the seats and asked me to meet him when we got off the bus. I firmly said ‘no’ while looking straight ahead. Shocked at my reply he very angrily asked me why not, and was it because I had a boyfriend? I said ‘not that it matters, but yes I do. But even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be interested’. He didn’t like that at all, and for the rest of the journey he watched what I was doing over my shoulder, standing up every now and again to pop his head in and give me a fright. I tried not to react whenever he did it. He was getting frustrated so he decided it would be a good idea to try to grab my breast from behind. I immediately stood up and said ‘fuck off’ and ‘what gives you the right to do that?!’. I moved to an empty seat but he didn’t stop staring at me until he got off at his stop. Luckily I heard him tell another passenger his name so in a moment of rage I reported him to the police. They followed up the incident and gave him a caution. I’m sure a caution won’t stop a creep like him doing the same thing again.
I was walking home one night in winter wearing a heavy coat, jeans and a long jumper when a drunk guy started to talk to me. I was using a walking stick because I’m disabled.
He walked with me up the street as far as my gate and tried to follow me in. I told him no plenty of times and tried to push him away from me. He threw me on my back on the lawn and tried to rape me but I was able to use the walking stick to defend myself and I was kicking him at the same time.
Thankfully I got away with only a few bruises
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So I was about to walk into church and it’s located in a shady street. I was wearing a dress up to my knees, knee socks, a jacket and boots. I was minding my own business until some 50/60 year old man mutters; “you’re sexy darling” while walking past me. I felt so violated and I still do; even if that’s all he did I felt so powerless.
I was walking on the path with my friends yesterday we are ages between 17 and 18 and two much older men in a taxi rolled down the window and screamed at us about out ‘tits’ telling us to ‘get them out’ it was intimidating and it was degrading and it made me feel so worthless and i want to BE the change, i want to teach young girls that they should never sit back and let some man think it is ok to speak to speak to them like that.. street harassment happens so often that it is just brushed off with comments like ‘that’s life’ but WHY is ‘that life’ ? why cant we change it? why is it accepted? women are powerful, women are human. Tell your little sister, tell your cousins, tell your classmates, tell your peers, tell EVERYONE that they can stand tall and be the change. FIGHT for your rights.