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Thursday, September 6, 2007

Late Night Harassment: leave me alone, losers!

I participated in something last night that went longer than what I had planned, and ended up out later than what I'm used to on a Wednesday. Not too many buses were running so I had to walk to the train station to catch the train home, then walk from the train station to get home. If I could afford a cab last night, I would've taken one. I was alert and my guard was up.

The losers who don't have to worry about getting up for work the next morning were out and about. I heard "Baby boo, can we talk to you?" expecting to see scrubbish Black males, but was "graced" (barf!) with the presence of suburban-looking White guys in dress pants and shirts talking like that. I can't stand it when men my own race talk to me like that---I can't stand it even more when White men talk to me like that. It oozes with racism when they do it. The same clowns who don't have the courage to properly speak to a Black woman in daytime become outlandishly bold at night with liquor in their systems. They have stereotypes of Black women floating around in their heads, and I refuse to kowtow to that.

"Girl, whaddup?" the one kept asking.
"I don't speak to losers," I said and continued on. He said something, but I don't know what it was and didn't care to wait around to find out.

Another man points at me and says "Girl, I'll see you tomorrow!" No you won't!!

Walking home from the train station, I heard "Hey, shawty, whaddup?" The thing that unnerved me the most was that I had no clue where it was coming from. There's a parking lot near a pizza place I walked past, and I think it was coming from there. But this dude is a goddamned fool if he thought I was going to stop to talk to some voice coming from the shadows in the middle of the night!!

I never felt so grateful to be home before in my life. Why there aren't more buses running at night---or shuttles, at least---is a mystery to me. There should be something like RightRides in Brooklyn, which gives free rides to women and transgendered people so they won't have to walk the streets alone late at night. DC needs to get on the ball with that one. Street harassment would decrease greatly if less women had to walk home at night.

I hate having to walk home at night, and try my damnedest to avoid it. But like last night, there are times when I don't have a choice. If you're ever in a situation when you have to walk home please 1) stay on well-lit streets 2) stay on streets that have some population and 3)STAY ALERT!

1 comment:

RightRides said...

What a harrowing experience - I'm really glad you got home safe! We'd love to help people start a RightRides chapter in DC as well as other cities across the country - more information is here.

kind regards,

Oraia Reid
co-founder, Executive Director
RightRides