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[owlectomy]

Woe betide the dude who tries to catcall me the day after I'm home from WisCon,

And melting from heat,

And viciously PMSing.

Not sorry, dude!

(The surreal part, actually, was after I'd cussed him out and a car pulled up to ask me if I was all right and I said, very calmly, "Oh, I'm fine, it's just that I don't like to be catcalled. I find it disrespectful.")

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[laughingrat]

Haha badass!

[trouble]

I wish I could think of a way of responding. Mostly I'm just so shocked.

[owlectomy]

Life in Brooklyn means that I can't be shocked anymore, though oftentimes I've already walked past by the time it registers in my brain.

I have a template of "I'm not" ("I'm not your sweetheart," etc.) but apparently "I'm not gorgeous!" doesn't work because it turns into a fight about your self-esteem.

One mustn't underestimate the value of a nice old-fashioned expletive.

[exquisite_corpse_doll]

Wow! You are so awesome! Way to go!I love hearing about people stand up for their rights to be treated as human beings.
As you probably already know, where I live most people use cars and much of the street harassment is shouted from said cars. I think of those kinds of street harassers as being not only asinine pigs, but cowardly asinine pigs, because I could never imagine those people having the nerve to street harass from outside the safety of a car.
And yes, the power of expletives is vast.
BTW, I realized that I was also viciously PMSing all throughout the con.
*BLARG*

[meaghansketch]

Way to go! You are awesome!

[owlectomy]

It really changes the power dynamic for the worse when the harasser is in a car. The car acts as a kind of cocoon that allows people to yell asinine stuff without fear of reprisal. Even when I lived in places with more car use, I've never gotten much car-harassment -- for which I feel pretty lucky!

[pinesandmaples]

Mmmm, empowerment. Yes! Please!