#Catcalling

[theantichristpluviophile]

Just had a conversation with a man about the ‘it’s not all men’ debate.

He proceeded to argue that it’s ‘not all men’ because he would personally never verbally or physically assault a woman .. then he went on to recount a story about his friends catcalling women in front of him as an example ‘I’d never do that’ he said.

But would you speak up? Would you tell them it’s wrong? Would you stand up for the woman? Or would you laugh it off for some male validation.

It was the latter. ‘It’s just a joke’ he said, ‘it’s not the deep’ he said.

Tell that to the girl who’s walking home in the dark with one headphone out, her keys between her knuckles, her location sharing on and who shouts ‘I’m home’ to an empty house in case she was followed.

It baffles me that men can’t come to the understanding that enabling and normalising misogyny makes you just as bad.

[rileyav]

>:]

[getawayfox]

[littleditzy]

I have been getting catcalled a lot lately. Whenever I step out the house, it’s just men and boys staring, following and calling me names.

As much as I tell myself I hate all of this, I secretly like the attention. Kind of gives me the male validation I so desperately crave for <3

[femsolid]

"We still have no name for what happens to women living in a culture that hates them. We are sick people with no disease, given no explanation for our supposedly disconnected symptoms. When you catch a cold or a virus, your body has ways of letting you know that you are sick—you cough, you get a fever, your limbs literally hurt.

But what diagnosis do you give to the shaking hands you get after a stranger whispers “pussy” in your ear on your way to work? What medicine can you take to stop being afraid that the cabdriver is not actually taking you home? And what about those of us who walk through all this without feeling any of it—what does it say about the hoops our brain had to jump through to get to ambivalence? I don’t believe any of us walk away unscathed. 

I do know, though, that a lot of us point and laugh. The strategy of my aunts and mother is now my default reaction when a fifteen-years old on Instagram calls me a cunt or when a grown-up reporter writes something about my tits. Just keep pointing and laughing, rolling your eyes with the hope that someone will finally notice that this is not very funny. Pretending these offenses roll off of our backs is strategic—don’t give them the fucking satisfaction—but it isn’t the truth. You lose something along the way. Mocking the men who hurt us—as mockable as they are—starts to feel like acquiescing to the most condescending of catcalls, You look better when you smile. Because even subversive sarcasm adds a cool-girl nonchalance, an updated, sharper version of the expectation that women be forever pleasant, even as we’re eating shit. This sort of posturing is a performance that requires strength I do not have anymore. Rolling with the punches and giving as good as we’re getting requires that we subsume our pain under a veneer of I don’t give a shit. This inability to be vulnerable—the unwillingness to be victims, even if we are—doesn’t protect us, it just covers up the wreckage."

- Sex Object by Jessica Valenti  

[konzilijum]

Another old zine just a little retouched. :3

Inspired by riot grrrl and feminist movement, hopimg this will raise some awareness on women's issues. Feel free to talk about your own experiences in the comments or tags!

Soon there will be a scanned verison, most likely free for multiplying.

Unfortunately I don't remember the source of the images, could possibly be pinterest.

Apologies for shitty image quality!

-PETAR D. A.

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[doinkdoinkdonk]

via cliffcisneros on instagram

[redr0sewrites]

if i hear the word gyat during my classes one more time im going to start licking the school floors until i contract some incurable disease from the years of mildew and cockroach guts on those floors and die

[potatothemouse]

Seeing romantic feelings on tv

Receiving romantic feeling in real life

[queerism1969]

[uter-us]

I just saw a tiktok where a woman said shes "too ugly to get catcalled" and that's why she's never been

its heartbreaking how deeply instilled that craving is for male validation-- from literally any man! even the degenerate loser men who yell at you from their moms car!

not to mention, getting cat called has nothing to do w attraction and everything to do w misogyny. (knowing women who were catcalled at eleven yrs, women catcalled belly out to here pregnant, women catcalled sweaty smelly after working out, literally women looking every possible way getting catcalled proves this! its not exclusive to attractive people)

regardless of this:

your appearance ≠ your value.

men "wanting" you ≠ your value.

attention from men means literally nothing. it's worthless. "dick is abundant and low value."

[witherhusbandsislife]

not allowed to be catcalled anymore because a guy said I have a nice body and I said “thanks it has pockets!” and pointed at my crotch and he started crying

[gregoriaofnyssa]

Do Not Dull Your Defenses

There is a certain kind of person, across political spectrums, who believes that women's natural suspicion of strange men is unkind, unwarranted, or the result of some prejudice or artificial social ill.

The argument you hear from radfems advocating the abolishment of marriage and the family is that women are most likely to be assaulted, murdered, or raped by the men closes to her-- her father, brother, husband, etc.. - The only reason a woman would want to influence policy to make street harassment punishable or untenable is because she is diluted about where the real dangers lay.

That is not true. The correct way to state this is: when a woman is assaulted, murdered, or raped, it is most likely to be perpetrated by a man she knew or loved.

Most women are never abused, murdered, or raped, thank God.

But virtually all women have been harassed by, leered at, masturbated to, or made uncomfortable or afraid by a man she only ever saw once.

I live in a city with what is regarded as one of the safest public transport systems in the country, and yet, not a month, at least, goes by where I do not have to scream at a man, scurry off my train 10 stops early, take a train to a place I didn't intend (just to get away), or some other such frightening indignity.

This summer, I was burglarized, and what I awoke to during it was a strange man staring at me in my bed as I slept. Who knows what he would've done if I didn't wake up just then.

When I walk on the street just a block from my university, I carry my water bottle upside down, in case I need to hit a man over the head with it.

It is always strange men making my day scarier and less convenient. Maybe a man I love, sometime in the future, will murder me, beat me, or rape me. Maybe. It could happen. But I know for certain that today, yesterday, and tomorrow, my blood pressure will be raised by a strange man.

I say a "strange man" but in reality, it might as well be all the same man. It is always the same man. We know what he looks like, we know how he acts, how he dresses, how he mumbles, and anyone telling you to ignore these instincts does not have your best interests at heart-- they want to dull your defenses. They want to make you more vulnerable to these men. They want to see either your blood or your dignity spilled on the very pavement you walk.

When that hideous, creepy, creature of a man broke into my room, I should have screamed! I should have alerted the police then and there. But I was told, and I felt inside, that it would be "unkind" to do so.

What is unkind is risking that kind of terror on another woman. What is unkind is risking that on the rest of the world.

You are not being mean, prejudiced, or any other such pejorative when you notice what is a threat to you. Stay vigilant and stay safe. Stay armed with your prayer rope and a litigious disposition. And a heavy object.

[heterorealism]

(via (8) Pinterest) 

Things men have yelled at you on the sidewalk....

[youngpeachenthusiast]

today i was catcalled on the street for the first time in a while. well, i think just saying "catcalled" might be an understatement. i was walking to my aunt and uncle's house, which is a bit outside of the city, in a very rural and deserted area, and a couple of guys around my age honked their car at me. they then proceeded to roll their windows down and very loudly laughing at me, and after that they pulled over right a few meters ahead, in the direction where i was going.

so because i didn't want to be assaulted of course i turned back immediately and walked away as fast as i could, while also trying to figure out a new route to get to the house safely. which meant i had to walk on a trafficked road without sidewalk for close to 30 minutes while visibly shaking because of the fear.

and to these guys who were so ready to hurt me it was just a laughing matter. it truly is terrifying how this stuff can happen :(