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Ve spolupráci s našimi partnery na Cornell University, Ozvi se! má nyní první komplexní, mezinárodní průzkum o ulice obtěžování! Tento průzkum umožní bezprecedentní sběr a analýzu dat na ulici obtěžování, včetně specifických nám údajů zde v České republice!
Víme, že to může být těžké mluvit o svých zkušenostech s ulicí obtěžování, ale MUSÍME MÍT VÁŠ VSTUP, aby se změna stane.
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In collaboration with our partners at Cornell University, Hollaback! Czech now has the first comprehensive, international survey about street harassment! This survey will allow for unprecedented data collection and analysis on street harassment, including data specific to us here in the Czech Republic!
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Hollaback! Czech chose not to respond to the viral video of a woman being street harassed over 100 times during a ten-hour span in NYC. We were initially very excited about the countless opportunities to finally talk about the reality of street harassment but rapidly decided that the inherent racism depicted in the video was not how we wished to pursue this discussion. Hollaback! Baltimore’s Co-Director, Melanie Keller has just published an outstanding piece that highlights, comments on and raises more topics than we ever could. I implore you to read this and share it widely. Thank you.
I was sitting next to the window, reading on the bus to Staromestka. Halfway there, a man got on & sat next to me. He leaned in close to my face & began speaking a language I didn’t understand. I ignored him & continued reading. After about two minutes, his tone changed to angry muttering. I couldn’t move.
When we got off at the last stop, I turned away from him and walked out other doors. As soon as I turned, he put a hand in my back and shoved me.
I should not be afraid to ride the bus.
I was on vacation in Prague with my family. It was summer, and the city was filled with tourists. One evening we were hanging about in the city. On the way back to the hotel, we turned to a side street. My family walked a few steps before me, and I stopped to look at a store’s shopwindow. Three men, aging no more than 30, showed up behind me.
Call me naive, but I’m not afraid to walk the streets alone at night. Maybe it’s my belief that should anyone lay a hand on me, I will know how to react. I am usually not afraid, even though it was a foreign city with people everywhere.
My family continued on, and the three men approached me. One of them put his hand on my shoulders, one pressed himself against me, and the third stood and laughed. I can’t even recall what they were saying, probably some obscene remarks, something about my legs/tits/ass or whatever. I threw the man’s hand off of me and leaped a few steps forward, mumbling “don’t touch me”.
How paralyzing is it to know that when someone touches you, all you manage to do is mumble, and they just laugh back.
ATTACKED and THREATENED in PRAGUE ON FRIDAY at 11:30am by UNKNOWN AMERICAN MAN! PLEASE HELP US IDENTIFY HIM!
HE’S APPROX 40/50 YRS OLD, POSS 6ft OR LESS, GREY HAIR longish, GREY STUBBLE, WAS CARRYING YOGA MAT (hypocrite) and LIVES ON SKALECKA STREET IN LETNA, by the bottom of the park!
I left our house with our 2 little rescue doggies, kissed my husband goodbye and started up our street to Letna park. A man left the building next to ours in a rush. Missy, our tiny little rescue dog who was abused by bastards and has spent 4 months with us learning to trust humans, was on her long leash and up in front of me. This beast of a man bent down as he headed toward her, picked her up with 1 hand and threw her into the road… thank goodness there was not a car coming at that moment! In total shock I shouted to Tom, who was at the bottom of the street, he had turned to wave and seen Missy fly into the road! The guy was at the top of the street already, assumed I was shouting to him (as he had thought I was alone) and came rushing back at me with his fists clenched.
He arrived in front of me very angry just as Tom arrived next to me. He lowered his fists AND BEGAN SHAKING as he realised the big man who just ‘came out of the blue’ was with me! What a spineless coward! What followed was a lot of shouting from all of us to the effect of us: WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?… him: YOU STUPID LITTLE WOMAN WITH YOUR STUPID LITTLE DOGS BETTER NOT GET IN MY WAY AGAIN OR YOU WON’T LIKE WHAT I’LL DO TO YOU!!!!! us: THERE COULD HAVE BEEN A CAR COMING! him: SHAME THERE WASN’T!!!! When we ‘told him to go away’ he refused, claiming that I had called him back… I swiftly informed him that I was calling to my husband. He finally left TO GO TO HIS YOGA LESSON!!!!!!!!!!
We have informed the local police but there is nothing they can do! I feel worried about being on my own with our dogs on our own street, which happens everyday and so I would like to give his name to the police. We tried to find out who he was on facebook without referencing what happened (as we were unclear of the laws of naming etc.)
I WOULD LIKE TO WARN THE EXPAT COMMUNITY ABOUT THIS MAN’S AGGRESSION TOWARDS ANIMALS AND WOMEN AND, OF COURSE, HIS GENERAL LACK OF RESPECT FOR FELLOW BEINGS! IF YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHO HE IS PLEASE SEND AN EMAIL TO CZECH@IHOLLABACK.ORG
THANKS FOR READING AND FOR YOUR SUPPORT!
This happens way too often, and really pisses me off: men masturbating in public. Yesterday a guy in his 20s on rollerskates was masturbating facing me–no attempt to hide, of course–when I was walking through the Lanova [sic] park in Prague 1 midday.
I was riding my bike to work at 9.45am when a car pulled up dangerously close to me (less than 10 cm) – the passenger leaned out the window and very forcefully slapped my ass while yelling something unclearly. The driver cut me off and continued to honk the horn as he drove down the street. Both men were in their mid-20s.
My cultural and feminist angst came to a head this week in a major way. A significant, if not the main part of Czech Easter tradition consists of men running around with pomlázky (braided sticks) and whipping girls on the butt for fertility. They are rewarded with candy eggs but more often than not shots of 40% proof alcohol. Here is a guest post from two years ago which our HollaBack! mother site was kind enough to place on the homepage.
My partner and I were instructed last week to have our six-year-old son come to school with two pomlázky yesterday. Naturally, we refused and had a conversation with him about this tradition since we’re not Czech. We’re conflicted about causing offense to the people of the country where we happily live but also frustrated as it’s hard enough explaining many things to kids and it becomes even more difficult when certain things shouldn’t actually apply to you. Our son, I was quite pleased, looked horrified and said he had no interest in hitting girls. We instructed him to go to school, tell the teachers he didn’t believe in hitting and find something else to do. So when I picked him up yesterday and he ran to me happily swinging a pomlázka I flipped.
In short, he behaved like a normal six-year-old. The teachers said it was OK, everybody was doing it, the girls were all laughing and he got candy. I cried on the corner of our street for 40 mins on the phone to my partner wondering how on earth I was supposed to explain our patriarchal society to my little boy. In the end I frightened him and he thought I was mad at him. I told him I wasn’t angry with him or his teachers but at something bigger. I reminded him that sometimes when his papa is tickling him he laughs but he doesn’t really like it. But how should I continue?
In the wake of Steubenville, I imagine many of you have seen articles on “How Not to Raise a Rapist”. Well how do I convey to a little boy that what happened in school yesterday in and of itself was technically OK? We like his teachers very much and are confident they made sure nobody got hurt and the class all had fun…but the truth is that as the years go by these boys will get stronger; these girls will become used to giggling their feelings away; these girls will become used to no one around them intervening; they will get used to saying “yes” because that’s what polite girls do; they will become inured to not going against the grain or rocking the boat; and they will get used to seeing boys rewarded for bad behavior. And should I even get started on the “stick”, the “egg” and the messages of procreation as female function?
When he told me he was sent hom with instructions to hit both me and my elderly mother I seriously thought my head was going to pop off. As much as I feel it’s never too early to preach non-violence it can be way too hard to explain the nuances of what violence really means. I wonder if I’ll have a grip on this by the time he’s seven.