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Investigating Street Harassment: Internationally!
Hollaback! Melbourne is the local chapter of a global movement working to end street harassment. Hollaback is 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? We are launching online surveys 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 Melbourne (and Australia) can be found below.
What can you do to help? Complete a survey! Complete it and send the link on to others who may or may not be familiar with the movement. The more respondents 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’m not from Melbourne?
If you’re not from Melbourne you can still complete the survey, as it’s important for us to get data from as many people as possible and just include where you’re from when you’re asked.
What if I have questions? If you have any questions, please email email@example.com
I’m so sick of feeling uncomfortable when I leave the house, I’m out in public a lot since I catch public transport and i’m constantly being beeped at or whistled at like i’m a piece of meat.
A particular instance the other night when I was meeting friends for dinner made me question whether I should even be going out at night.
I got off the bus a few meters away from the restaurant and a guy in a car aggressively shouted out that I was a ‘Fucking Slut’ I was generally stunned, I didn’t see the guy as I was getting something out of my bag, I’m certain it was directed at me because I didn’t see any other people around, regardless no one should be treated like that!!!
Men continually drive past me on Cranbourne Frankston Road and honk their horns, screaming offensive things out.
I was shopping in the health and beauty aisle on a Sunday afternoon when I heard mumbling from a fellow shopper.
I ignored it but it continued.
He followed me up and down the aisle and when I tried to walk away, he stepped in front of me and then tried to profusely apologise for doing so.
I was walking to catch the bus to work when I heard someone running behind me.
It was a man in his mid-to-late twenties who stopped when he reached me and said “good morning”.
I replied politely and he proceeded to ask me personal questions about where I worked and how I was getting there.
Once I reached some shops I excused myself and ducked into one of them.
He followed me in and told me he thought I was beautiful and would like to get my phone number.
I told him I wasn’t interested and he asked again.
He finally left.
A year and a half later I encountered this man again at the same bus stop I tried to avoid him seeing me at before. He said “good morning” and asked me where I worked.
Same pattern. I quickly jumped on my phone and started calling friends so I would have something to occupy me and so that he wouldn’t continue to talk to me.
Luckily my housemate was on the bus when it pulled up and I sat with him so this man couldn’t continue to harass me.
After leaving school due to being extremely ill I had to make the ten minute walk home up the road.
In the space of that walk I was street harassed three times by three different men in three different cars.
Usually I can get over such incidents with ease, however today in my sleep deprived flu driven state I felt especially vulnerable as a pedestrian walking along a busy road.
I am sick of being victimised by men who feel that they are entitled to be as loud, arrogant and harmful as they want in public spaces.
I’m seventeen years old, does the school logo emblazoned across my chest not give you reason enough to think twice about projecting your sexual desires and privilege on to an underage school girl?
Not to say that harassment of any sort is acceptable no matter how old the victim is. I’m frustrated at the age that girls start being subjected to this dehumanising treatment.
I was walking to the train station, when a teenager ran past me and wolf whistled.
I was annoyed but not as irritated until two grown men (construction workers) working on changing the station both walked past me, looked me up and down and whistled right to me face…then actually looked confused when I looked furious.
It is not flattering, it is not wanted and I have every right to show you that I-am-not-happy.
Since when did going for a dog walk, wearing converse, tracksuit pants and a sloppy joe attract so much unwanted male attention?
As I’m walking through the sydney suburb of Vaucluse, I get beeped by 2 men in a truck, the usual rich 20 something with a mate in the golf that daddy bought him.
Pretty pissed off at this point, I think did I forget to wear pants?
Is there something on my face?
But the heckling doesn’t stop then I get wolf-whistled at from more rich boys in a Golf and just to top it off when I’m really pissed off I’m told to “get back here” by more 20 somethings in a pair.
In my opinion I should be able to walk down my street dressed in barely nothing without attracting the easterns suburbs paired creeps.
However to the males of Vaucluse this is not the case and I arrive home feeling really grumpy and checking in the mirror whether or not there are holes in my pants.
I know it’s just small things, but no one should have to feel this way, not in Melbourne, Sydney or anywhere.