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Re-enactment of sexual assault on mass transit.

(reposted from HollaBack NYC)

I’m beginning to hate men, I am beginning to hate walking outside. I am turning into a racist. I’m becoming an asshole. I wish I could carry around a sword.

Today on the F train towards Jamaica at about 8:00am, a man with reflective shades sat in front of me in a crowded train. It seemed strange that he had been wearing reflective sunglasses in the morning in an underground train. I soon realized that after a couple of minutes, he was masturbating. At this moment, I leaned in and yelled if that’s what he’s doing. He could not respond; however, because this is the second time this has happened to me, I decided to yell some more. I was enraged. I am so sick and tired of being harassed. I’m becoming an asshole with no tolerance for this type of behavior. So, I continued to yell at this man until the entire train knew what he was doing. I woke the lady next to him to inform her that she had been sitting next to an pervert masterbater. Then, I proceeded to curse this guy out some more. Then to my surprise another man on the train started to yell at him saying that if he doesn’t stop that he was going to hurt him. Read More…

(reposted from HollaBack NYC)

I want to tell you about a disturbing trip on the D line I had the other night. It was really scary. I was coming back from school. As usual I climbed aboard a jam packed train and had to squeeze in front of some people to grab a handle. As I grab a handle I noticed that this guy slid right in behind me and grabbed the same handle. Let me tell you there was no where AT ALL for me to move and I think he knew that.

He was looking at me like a piece of meat looking right at my tits and at my crotch…So he immediately pushes his crotch against my butt. Which has happened to me before…..do they think I am just there for their pleasure??? This guy was all in my business though. Im like 15 and he was at least 30 and strong enough to push me against the other people so I couldn’t move.

This is when it gets worst though. I KNOW he actually pulled out his penis because I the thing poking and literally throbbing as he was grind up on me. The whole time his face was like 1 inch from me. I really felt scared. BUT yes this guy really did it. I think it was him. But a hand started rubbing my crotch too like really rubbing it.. I was too scared to even look back and it could have been someone else too. I heard him sayin stuff like you little rich b***h, do you like you a** fucked? you like you little p**y licked? It was SOOO tight I couldn’t go anywhere. Read More…

I have  several [MTA stories] over the past 15 yrs, but more recently I moved uptown, and the express train affords perverts a nice run to harass someone. More than being physically assaulted, there is a lot of mental intimidation like incessant staring and verbal harassment.

The latest incident happened to me 2 days ago, heading downtown on the b/c local. At 6pm I got on the train and immediately this a**hole made a beeline for me. Sits way to close to me (there is plenty of room and empty seats) . I can feel his gaze, but have my ipod and am ignoring him.

Right between 72nd and 59th , this guy grabs my arm and wants me to read this chicken scratch scary ass note where he had written something he felt I needed to read. I jumped up went to the end of the car and thank god the train pulled into columbus circle.. and I jetted.

Maybe signs need to be put up in several languages, explaining oogling women is not customary here and not welcome by women. Young men get more violent at being ignored.

Submitted by Ms. Jones

From Racialicious.com: Dear MTA Employee…I want you to understand that although you may have just been in a flirty mood on Wednesday morning, or you may have been trying to make small talk, or you may have just wanted to have a conversation with someone, or you may have spoken to another woman right before me and she found you cute and funny, I was not in the mood. I was trying to get to work. Read More…

(reposted from HollabackNYC)

This was taken at the Union Square 14th St station. My friend and I were waiting for the 4 train and were dressed up for Halloween. She was fighting with her boyfriend and also quite inebriated so she sat on the platform (ew, but what can you do?). I crouched next to her to comfort her. That’s when I noticed some a**hole on the opposite platform zooming in on my friend’s crotch and his flash go off. He actually walked to the edge of the platform and bent to get her crotch. I tried to alert her, but she was too drunk to move. I pulled my camera out, and he immediately hid behind a metal pillar. I snapped the shot as fast as I could and shouted some choice words at him. He hid behind that damn pillar until the next train came.  Read More…