I went to this small little blogger meetup party Monday night, an anniversary party for the WhatISee photoblog. It was at Vintage, just around the corner from me. (There are some photos here, including one of my arm).
Anyway, the funny thing wasn’t that there were other bloggers at this meetup — it was that our bartender was a freakin’ blogger! Lauren runs this site, which encourages women to take cameraphone photos of “street harassers” and post them online.
First, this woman has a terrible attitude about life and men. Second, someday she’ll be sued.
what do the harassers do?
Mofo: I actually enjoyed talking to her … but yeah, as you can see, she’s pretty, err, angry about this issue.
Lizy: Well, you can read the site. It runs the gamut. This guy here was staring at some girl on the subway. She ignores him, but as she’s leaving the guy comes up to her and says in a low voice, so no one else can hear: “I was waiting for you to open your legs.”
Eeesh, asshole needs a good thumping.
On the other hand, women have written in complaining about being told they have “nice lips” (What if by saying that, the guy distracted me from solving the AIDS epidemic?); that some guy on the street told them “boy, you’re pretty“; that some guy on the street said, “Girl will you marry me“; and that some old guy at the convenience store counter greets her with “Hey there, Red!” and winks “suggestively.” (She gives him a piece of her mind)
I gotta say, from the accounts of the “victims” themselves, those incidents don’t strike me as disrespectful or threatening … just flirtatious.
Dammit, I don’t check my mac account so often and I only got the e-mail about the Hell’s Kitchen thing yesterday so I missed the fun. Ah well, maybe next time!
To be honest, I’m more interested in the salt-shaker trick than some woman whining when men so much as look at her. How’d ya do that?
Shame, shame Sarah. Why do you have a Mac account if you’re not going to check it?
Mofo, apparently all salt crystals are square. so you can balance the hard edge of the shaker on a few grains of salt. (or even just one). Just try lightly “salting” the bar, then balancing the shaker, then gently blowing the rest of the salt away.
hey there, it is the bartender from Vintage. I am far from hostile. 🙂 I love men. I just don’t love street harassers.