A Woman Wore A Hidden Camera To Show How Many Times In A Day She Gets Harassed. Argh.

Before you try to tell someone to get over it, you need to know what it's actually like. And then you need to not tell them to get over it.

TRIGGER WARNING: At 3:17, a woman describes an assault on a subway. You really should hear what she says so you can learn how horrific this is for many women on a daily basis.

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UPDATE: An area that this video fails to discuss at all is the much more difficult time Black and Latina women have when facing street harassment. Sadly, their voice is absent from this presentation of the issue, and as a result, some of the suggestions given (including that women yell back at men) don't reflect the experiences and insight of a lot of people who are fighting this type of harassment every day. There's a much safer way to help when you see someone being harassed. You should learn about it.

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It's constant, it's inescapable, it's hard to get away from.

You know, your general whistles, catcalls, "hey," that kind of stuff.

I've been harassed by white men and black men and Latino men and Asian men.

We have right to walk on the street peacefully without being disturbed.

It absolutely speaks to a power dynamic that is askew in this society.

Catcalling is an all-American past-time.

Hey, it's my sweetheart. You're looking good, baby. Good enough to eat.

I remember songs from the '50s and '60s that I've seen archived, you know, "standing on the corner, watching all the girls go by."

Street harassment is about ownership. It's about the idea that women's bodies and very presence in public space is not for us because what are we there for if not to "shake that ass, baby"?

Shake it, honey.

And I often think men aren't aware of how different it is for women to walk down the streets.

Hey, gorgeous.

How you doing, sweetie?


I know the way I dress is kind of provocative, but it doesn't mean that I should have to deal with it.

Do I think women should be judged or harassed based on what they wear? Absolutely not. To me, that's a slippery slope that leads to the argument that girls who wear short skirts are asking for it.

I really admire the women that respond back on the street.


Go to hell.

I think it's a taking back of the power in the moment.

I wish more girls would come out of their shell and just tell somebody to shut the fuck up. Just do it. You'll feel way better.

Street harassment is almost like a gateway drug to other more serious forms of violence. The idea that women don't control their own bodies on the street is so connected to the culture that allows women to be sexually assaulted.

I've lived in Washington D.C. now for 10 years and I've been assaulted three times. My name is Jennifer Corey. In 2009 I was crowned Miss District of Columbia. I went on to compete in the Miss America pageant in Las Vegas, finishing in the top 10. My platform became street harassment to fight against sexual harassment of women in public places. I'm really just trying to make the streets of Washington D.C. safer.

I was assaulted last year on the metro coming back from work. I got on the metro and just as the doors were closing, a man came up behind me and shoved me into the car. And the doors closed behind him, so now I was stuck in the car, couldn't move, I couldn't really turn, I couldn't see anybody. And slowly I started to feel something touching me from behind. I could still feel the pressure more and more, building into pushing into behind me. And I knew what it was, I just didn't want to admit I knew what it was. And at one point I just started to panic and I turned my body a little bit and I could see that he had his hand in his pants. And I couldn't get that image out of my head and I just started to dart my eyes around, looking, silently screaming for anybody to help me. So when we got to the Pentagon stop, the doors opened and I jumped out of the car and he followed me out. And I just stood there, frozen, and we locked eyes and he just kept walking and just gave me this deep, terrifying stare that chilled me all the way to my bone. And he went up the escalator and I jumped back on the metro before the doors closed. And I just immediately started crying. All I was thinking was I should have known what to do. This is what I do. This is what I advocate for. This is what I tell women all the time about what to do in these situations, and I had no idea what to do.

Just because you live in a big city and you're riding public transportation doesn't mean that it's okay for somebody to touch you. It's not just part of living in a city. It's wrong and it's illegal.

This guy just straight up grabbed my ass.

He pushes me against the wall and he grabs my breast.

The next thing I know, I feel a hand up my skirt.

I pushed him away, I said, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

I pushed him away from me with all my force.

And he looks at me, he stares at me in the eye, with this smirk.

And he looked at me and he smirked at me.

And he just sort of smiled smugly and walked away.

And I think that most women who've been assaulted know this look, which is the, "I'm getting off on you being uncomfortable."

Basically like, "I just did that to you and I can and there's nothing you can do about it."

Since this incident happened on the metro, I honestly have not taken the metro to that station. I find myself getting a lot more anxious on the metro, being much more aware of my surroundings. And it's almost sad that I feel that burden, that the burden's on me to protect myself. It's just very unfortunate that me and so many other women have to go through their lives like that every single day.


Es constante, es inevitable es difícil escapar.

Ya sabes, tus silbidos generales "oye", ese tipo de cosas.

He sido acosado por hombres blancos y hombres negros y hombres latinos y hombres asiáticos.

Tenemos derecho a caminar por la calle tranquilamente sin ser molestadas.

Esto representa una dinámica de poder que está torcida en esta sociedad.

Silbarle a las mujeres es un pasatiempo tipico estadounidenses.

Hey, guapa. Te ves muy bien, nena. Lo suficientemente buena como para comer.

Recuerdo canciones de los años 50 y 60 que he visto archivadas, ya sabes, "de pie en la esquina, mirando a todas las chicas pasar."

El acoso en la calle trata sobre la apropiacion. Se trata de la idea de que los cuerpos de las mujeres y la presencia en el espacio público no es para nosotras, porque para que estamos aqui si no para "mover el culo, nena"?

Muevelo, cariño.

Y pienso a menudo los hombres no son conscientes de lo diferente que es para las mujeres que caminan por las calles.

Hola, preciosa.

¿Cómo estás, cariño?


Sé que mi forma de vestir es una especie de provocación, pero eso no significa que yo tenga que soportar a la gente sibandome.

¿Si creo que las mujeres deben ser juzgadas o acosados en base a lo que llevan puesto? Por supuesto que no. Para mí, eso es una pendiente resbaladiza que conduce al argumento de que las chicas que usan faldas cortas están pidiendo ser tratadas asi.

Admiro mucho a las mujeres que les responden en la calle.


¡Vete al infierno.

Creo que es una forma de retomar el poder.

Me gustaría que más chicas salíeran de su concha y simplemente le digan a alguien que cierra la puta boca. Simplemente hazlo. Te sentirás mucho mejor.

El acoso de la calle es casi como una droga de entrada a otras formas más graves de violencia. La idea de que las mujeres no controlan sus propios cuerpos en la calle esta conectado con la cultura que permite que las mujeres sean agredidas sexualmente.

Yo he vivido en Washington DC desde hace 10 años y he sido asaltado tres veces. Mi nombre es Jennifer Corey. En 2009 fue coronada como Miss Distrito de Columbia. Me fui a competir en el concurso de Miss America en Las Vegas, terminando en el top 10. Mi plataforma se convirtió en acoso callejero para luchar contra el acoso sexual de las mujeres en los lugares públicos. Realmente estoy tratando de hacer las calles de Washington DC más seguras.

Fui asaltada el año pasado en el metro al regresar del trabajo. Me subí al metro y justo cuando las puertas se cerraban un hombre venía detrás de mí y me metí en el coche. Las puertas se cerraron detrás de él, así que ahora me he quedado atrapado en el coche, no podía moverme, no podía realmente hacer nada, no podía ver a nadie. Y poco a poco empecé a sentir que algo me tocaba por detrás. Todavía podía sentir la presión cada vez más, me empujar hacia atrás. Y sabía lo que era, yo no quería admitir que sabía lo que era. Y en un momento me empezo a entrar el pánico y me gire un poco y pude ver empece a echar miradas alrededor, usando mis ojos para gritar en silencio para que alguien me ayudara. Así que cuando llegamos a la parada del Pentágono, las puertas se abrieron y salí del coche y él me siguió. Y me quedé allí congelada y nos miramos a los ojos y él simplemente seguía caminando y simplemente me dio esta profunda mirada aterradora que me heló hasta los huesos. Y subió la escalera, dí un salto atrás en el metro antes de que las puertas se cerraran. Y de inmediato comencé a llorar. Todo lo que estaba pensando era que debería haber sabido qué hacer. Esto es lo que hago. Esto es lo que yo defiendo. Esto es lo que les digo a las mujeres todo el tiempo acerca de qué hacer en estas situaciones, y no tenía ni idea de qué hacer.

El hecho de que usted vive en una ciudad grande y usted está montandose en el transporte público no quiere decir que este bien que alguien te toque. No es sólo una parte de la vida en una ciudad. Está mal y es ilegal.

Este tipo sólo me agarró del culo.

Él me empujo contra la pared y me agarra la mama.

Lo siguiente que sé, siento una mano debajo de mi falda.

Lo rechacé, le dije, "¿Qué demonios crees que estás haciendo?"

Lo empujé lejos de mí con toda mi fuerza.

Y él me miraba, me miraba a los ojos, con esta sonrisa.

Y él me miró y me sonrió.

Y él sólo sonrió con aire de satisfaccion y se alejó.

Y creo que la mayoría de las mujeres que han sido agredidas conocen esta mirada, que dice "Yo voy a conseguir que usted se sienta incómoda."

Básicamente dice "Acabo de hacerte esto, puedo hacerlo y no hay nada que puedas hacer al respecto."

Desde que este incidente ocurrió en el metro, sinceramente, no he tomado el metro hasta esa estación. Me encuentro ansiosa en el metro y soy mucho más consciente de mi entorno. Y es casi triste que sienta esa carga, que la carga este sobre mí para protegerme. Es simplemente muy lamentable que yo y tantas otras mujeres tengan que sufrir esto todos los dias de su vida.

There may be small errors in this transcript.

Short documentary on street harassment by Vocativ. Thanks to Feminista Jones for doing great work to raise awareness about how street harassment affects women of color and for providing much-needed context around the issues that this video and I completely missed.

Jul 31, 2014

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