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I cross this busy intersection at the median almost everyday and more often than not some work truck or moving van full of guys will whistle, yell or honk at me. This morning at 6:45 am this truck was behind me and he screamed (no idea what he said) at me while I was trying to pay attention to traffic while crossing this busy street!
Just after finishing Rebecca Solnit’s awesome “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”, which includes a great chapter “Walking After Midnight: Women, Sex, and Public Space” with a history of violence and harassment back centuries, “Women’s presence in public becomes with startling frequency an invasion of their private parts”….I went for a walk before dinner – around 6 pm – along the Rideau River to the falls emptying into the Ottawa River and on my way back on Sussex Drive – just after I passed the Pearson Building (DFATD) a guy leans out of a car and shouts ‘I got the big dick!’. After a weekend of claiming the streets & public spaces – Capital Pride, People’s Social Forum – clearly ‘We’ve got each others’ backs !’
I was on the 97 Bayshore/Bells Corner bus a few weeks back. I went on it around 9:00 a.m.
I got on and there was this guy who kept ringing the bell. Fistpumping people. Asking for a massage. I fist pumped him but then was grabbing my hand and I told him No. He was doing it to everyone. Nobody complained. I went to the front of the bus nearing my stop to ask the bus driver if he knew where my stop was. The bus broke down when I asked and he kicked the guy off. I got off too and walked.
Two things happened to me right in my community that I experienced and my mom intervened in both.
First thing I was sitting on a bench minding my own business and this teenage boy comes up to me and starts making me super uncomfortable with the stuff he’s saying. I left and went home crying and my mom talked shit to the guy.
This other time, I left my house there was a group of adults standing there who complimented me on my ass and my mom heard from the window and intervened again.
I got on the 16 Britannia a few months ago with my friend heading back from school. We were joking and laughing and sat down. There was these two men being loud and stuff and a woman who was with them telling them to shush. I was looking back and forth at them and the woman tried to compliment my uniform. And that made my friend very uncomfortable.
A few years back I was walking down the sidewalk from my house and this guy in a car drives in the fire station’s parking station and stops a few feet and yells out to me asking if I wanted a smoke and stuff. I was young and I replied back “oh no thanks, I’m good, I got to go now” and quickly left to go to the mall.
We’ve spent the last few months working to get gender-based violence onto the agenda for the upcoming municipal election.
You should also circulate our video and help us spread the word.
People have until September 12th to announce their candidacy for council. After that drop date, we’ll be contacting each candidate to ask them how they plan to address gender-based violence in our city.
We’ll then post their responses on our election page, so that people can make the most informed vote possible come October 27th.
A reminder: We are a NON-PARTISAN organization. We are not advocating for any particular candidate or campaign.
Our #1 priority is ending gender-based violence in Ottawa. That’s it. That’s all.
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I was riding my bicycle down MacArthur on Monday around noon when some guys yelled at me from their car as they passed me. The passenger leaned out, yelling, “Hey girl, come ride my c–k like you ride that bike” and “I’m gonna grab you off that bike and squeeze your tits” then proceeded to speed off.
I eventually caught up to them when they were stopped at a red light so I parked myself right at their passenger door, held my keys between my fingers, stuck my face right up to their window and said, “I dare you to grab me now or I will run these keys right down your car door”. They looked absolutely terrified because they didn’t expect me to catch up to them, but they got the last word when they peeled away from the light and yelled, “F–king white whore!”