søndag den 1. juli 2012

''We live in a society where we teach girls how not to get raped, instead of teaching boys not to rape.''

Biking home from my friends house, it's about 20 degrees Celsius, so obviously, I'm going to wear summer clothes, A pair of shorts, a black top, and a funky grey sweater type deal over the top.  Talking to my mom on the phone, telling her about how much fun I had with my friend. That's when some sexist, 20 some year old, middle eastern guy decided to yell ''Hey babe'' after me. 

 Now, I might not wear a scarf on my head, and I might not everything but my face and my hands, but that doesn't mean I'm a whore. I'm bathing in my right to wear whatever I please, something that women have been fighting years to be able to. Does that in anyway give you permission to yell after me? No. No it doesn't.

First of all, I'm a good five to ten years younger than you, and you can tell, it's not like I look that old. Second of all, even if I did dress like a whore, couldn't you have a little respect for women? And third of all, It's not the first time, it's like the fifth. All the other times I have ignored you, and I swear, if you ever touch me, or even yell after me again, I will call the police and place a report on you for sexual harassment. I don't care.

It pisses me off so much. I just want to be respected, even though I have a vagina. Is that really so much to ask for? Do I have to dress a certain way to be taken seriously? I know there is a time and place for different outfits. I would never go to a professional social gathering in shorts and some belly top. But just biking home from my friends house? I have to be careful what to wear? I have to control myself? 

The worst part is, that if I told one of my friends, they'd probably tell me I was asking for it. Sorry for thinking I deserve respect.

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