While flyering for Slutwalk in Queens today an old lady invaded my personal space, literally got in my face (as in there was almost no distance at all between our faces, whatsoever), and started yelling at me about how it’s womens’ fault when they get raped. She kept yelling “Dress More Modestly!” and “Educate Yourself!” whenever I quoted statistics at her.
Eventually I got so upset I exploded and the people around us (who weren’t slutwalk organizers) all ran away from me, because all they saw was a twenty something yelling at an old lady.
After she left I couldn’t even stand up right. I was shaking so badly, and my legs felt like they were made of jelly. I just stood behind our table concentrating on my breathing as one of my friends hugged me and gave me water.
I ended up spending almost all the rest of the flyering event hiding behind the table. Normally I’m the one handing out flyers on the street constantly making eye contact with random people, using openers like “Want to put an end to sexualized violence?” and “Say rape is never OK.”
On the positive side, I had a really awesome dinner in Queens. Yay?
People like that are the problem.