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December 20, 2015January 19, 2019

Taking a Compliment or Being Harassed

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According to an article in the Fordham Law Review:

Sexual harassment is one of the most tolerated human rights violations against women in Latin American societies.


“Te dan piropos,” (translation: “They give you flirty compliments.”) The Spanish language itself denotes a more forgiving perspective of what we would refer to as “cat-calling” or harassment.

I find the matter further complicated, because some women seek out and thrive on the attention of strange men. There were several incidences in college wherein I thought I was protecting a college friend from harassment, but both parties ignored me and began flirting.

In Mallorca, I was told by an older woman that I should be grateful for the attention and would know I was old by when men quit calling out at my body.

On that note, in my powerlessness of the situation, I often thought with hope to Plato’s words:

“Old age has a great sense of calm and freedom. When the passions have relaxed their hold and have escaped, not from one master, but from many.”

Great, so age is the only known cure.

It does not feel like compliments, and in fact, as a younger woman living alone on Mallorca, Spain, I dressed in loose-fitting clothes and rerouted my daily walk home from teaching school due to a construction site of hecklers.

This re-route involved climbing over an 8 ft wall.

Multiple times today walking around downtown Santiago, I regretted wearing yoga pants, as I got a bad feeling and turned to find men lurking and gawking.

Fear and frustration wash through me – trying to gauge the level of threat to my person. Do I use my purse to cover my backside and risk getting pick-pocketed? I’m frustrated that strangers can make me uncomfortable in my own skin.

Sorting through it helps center my sense of self. I’m reminded of Warsan Shire, a warrioress, saying:

“It’s not my responsibility to be beautiful. I’m not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me.”

Simply put, it comes down to whether the attention is wanted (consent at every step!).

I am realizing I do not have control over what these others say or do, only over my reaction. After a few weeks in the country, as one lounging man muttered something forward and crass, I felt in a safe enough place and close to home, that I turned and stared at him. “You kiss your mother with that mouth? How about your daughter?” Made the universal tsk-ing sound and turned and walked away. In my internal struggle with this, that was headway. I had stood up for myself.

It takes situational awareness to know when to speak, because simply the act of speaking up for yourself could incite something. Is there alcohol involved? What is the environment? If something did happen, who is near at hand who would stand with you? Overwhelmingly, I am blessed to have been and felt safe enough to speak.

I then went home and lustily watched fútbolers playing on the TV and wondered at the whole dynamic of objectification/dehumanization.

Two videos on the subject which I very much enjoy.
1) Catcalling your Mom
2) Adult Wednesday Addams (explicit content)

Tomando un cumplido o ser atacada

Traducción por Henry Tovar

De acuerdo a un artículo publicado en la Revista de Derecho Fordham:

El acoso sexual es una de las violaciónes más tolerables de los derechos humanos de las mujeres en la sociedades de América Latina.

¨Te dan piropos¨, (cumplidos coquetos). La lengua española denota una perspectiva más tolerante de lo que nos referimos como ¨cat-calling¨ o acoso.

Me parece que el asunto es más complicado, porque algúnas mujeres buscan llamar la atención de hombres estraños. Hubo varias incidencias en la universidad en las que pensé que estaba protegiendo a una amiga de la universidad del acoso, pero ambas partes me ignoraron y comenzaron a ligar.

En Mallorca, una mujer mayor me dijo que yo debia estar agradecida por la atención y que sabría que estaba vieja cuando los hombres dejarán de fijarse en mi cuerpo.
En ese sentido, en mi impotencia debido a la situación, a menudo pienso con esperanza en las palabras de Platón:

¨La vejez tiene un gran sentido de sosiego y libertad. Una vez que las pasiones han abandonado su presa, se ve uno libre, no de un amo, sino de muchos¨.

Genial, entonces la edad es la unica cura conocida.

No se siente como un cumplido, y de echo, como una mujer joven viviendo sola en Mallorca, España, vestía con ropas holgadas y redirigía mi paseo diario a casa de la escuela debido a una obra de construcción de acosadores.

Esta nueva ruta involucraba una escalada sobre una pared de 8 pies.

Varias veces hoy paseando por el centro de Santiago, lamenté el uso de pantalones de yoga, ya que me dieron una mala sensación y cuando volteaba encontre varios hombres al acecho y fisgoneando.

El miedo y la frustración se lavan a través de mi – tratando de medir el nivel de amenaza a mi persona. ¿debo usar mi bolso para cubrir mi trasero y arriesgarme a ser robada? Estoy frustrada que extraños me puedan hacer sentir incomoda en mi propia piel.

Rectificar hacerca de ello me ayuda a centrar mi sentido de mi misma. Me acuerdo de Warsan Shire, una guerrera diciendo:

¨No es mi responsabilidad de ser hermosa, no vivo con ese propósito. Mi existencia no se trata de lo deseable que me ecuentras¨.

En pocas palabras, se trata de la atención se quiere (consentimiento en cada paso).
Me estoy dando cuenta de que no tengo control sobre lo que otros dicen o hacen, solo sobre mi reacción. Depués de unas semanas en el país, un hombre mumuró hacia mi algo directo y burdo, me senti en un lugar seguro y suficientemente cerca de casa, que me di vuelta y lo miré fijamente. ¨¿Besas a tu madre con esa boca? Y ¿que hay de tu hija?¨. hizo el sonido universal de Tsk-in se dio vuelta y se alejó. En mi lucha interna con esto, que era dificil, me habia puesto de pie por mi.

Se requiere de tomar conciencia de la situación para saber cúando hablar, porque simplemente el acto de hablar por sí mismo podría incitar algo. ¿hay alcohol de por medio? ¿cual es el ambiente?, si algo ocurrió, quien es la mano mas cercana que podría levantarse por ti? Mayormente estoy bendecida de haber estado y sentido lo suficientemente segura para hablar.

Entonces fui a casa y ví a futbolistas jugando vigorosamente en la televisión y me preguntaba sobre la dinámica de la obejtividad/desumanización.

Dos videos sobre el tema que me gustan mucho.
1) Catcalling Your Mom
2) Adult Wednesday Adams (Explicit Content)

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  • Frank follis December 21, 2015 at 6:49 pm Reply

    So a young, pretty, fit woman wears yoga pants on the street in Catholic, conservative South America and is offended because Latin American men are “gawking”? You should remember where you are and adjust to local customs. They live there, you don’t. I subscribed to read about your hike, not to hear feigned outrage about sexism, or, more accurately, human nature. I still haven’t heard much about the hike.

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