Street harassment is an unnerving and unwelcome part of womanhood. We all have several stories that vary in intensity about some poor misguided attempted suitor cat calling, whistling, speaking inappropriately, or aggressively stalking us on the street. These men have an unbridled sense of entitlement (a problem with patriarchy) and genuinely don’t believe that their behavior is wrong. Of the many times that it has happened to me, there were a handful of times where I confronted the person about their behavior. Sometimes they were actually receptive to my admonishment, other times I got cursed out or physically threatened, but the following is an account of the most unique example of a moment I turned the tables.
It’s footage I found (and finally decided to do something with) from a couple of years ago when I was walking around in New York City’s West Village trying to enjoy a nice day. And here came Captain Stalks McGee asking the trite question we’ve all heard many times, “Can I talk to you?” I replied, “No,” and sped up. He continued walking with me and asked for my number like I didn’t just firmly tell him to go away. I wanted to go off on him but what’s sad is if I did, he probably would have flown into a rage. Instead I decided to start recording him even thought I was nervous. I had never done that before but I decided it couldn’t hurt. Here are the results:
I’m just going to come out and say this…
I imagine how much worse he would have been if his mug were actually attractive.