Month: August 2018

elodieunderglass:

cryoverkiltmilk:

elodieunderglass:

thebibliosphere:

glumshoe:

What is the weirdest way you have deflected/discouraged street harassment?

Talked about giant hats with excruciating volume and enthusiasm.

Stared fixedly and menacingly straight into his eyes, while putting a finger straight up my nostril. Eye contact was locked in, my attention was fixed with alien intensity, I had the significant manner of one about to play a devastating power move. 

When it went in up to the second knuckle, and kept going, his courage failed. He was no longer in control of the situation. he was shaken to the core. he still held onto my arm, but now he was no longer meaning to stop me; he was holding it for support, and he trembled. we had gone off the script. we had gone off the rails.  dominance had been established and he did not like its polarity. the sense of chaos and menace was roiling off of me and not him, and I was looking him right in the eyes and shoving  an ENTIRE finger into my skull cavity, and he was afraid. 

“I’m,” said the man, deeply shocked, “Sorry! I,,,,” 

and, holding his hands up, he let go of me and just went right back into the dark alley he had sprung out of earlier like a bad cartoon character. like an eel zooping backwards into its coral. Like a piece of reversed film. He just physically went “Edit: undo” until we were done, he ctrl+z’ed that whole harassment/mugging action. never seen anything like it. don’t know what came over me. the wings of a trickster god, maybe. I’d never done that with my finger/nose before, and I never have again. Don’t try it, I’m serious now

…how skinny are your fingers?

Don’t try it!!!

… ive also since realized that i am extremely WRONG in how you count knuckles. I thought the one in the middle of the finger ought to be the first, so the one nearer the tip should be the second right? NAH, I don’t know what I was thinking, and I’m sorry. I’ve been wrong all my life. It was the smaller knuckle nearer the tip of the finger, which is apparently called the “first” knuckle, counting towards the back of the hand.

Jesus

elodieunderglass:

glumshoe:

Last Wednesday I was just telling former coworkers at dinner that I haven’t really personally experienced street harassment because I am so androgynous. Then, not an hour later, I was walking home and passed a woman who was walking quickly while two white men kept pace behind her. Her expression looked like it might be one of distress, so I raised my voice, made eye contact with her, and said that I hoped she was having a nice day. 

When one of the guys broke off to follow me, I stopped (I was walking away from a populous area into a deserted one), stared at him expressionlessly, and shoved my finger up my nose without breaking eye contact.

It… worked, in that he hurried off and went down another street with his friend, but I spent the rest of the night wondering why “aggressive nose plunging” was my second instinct (the first being “punch him”, which I dismissed).

Apparently this is A Thing and @elodieunderglass has the same instincts.

Somewhere a very small trickster god, who can only operate by changing variables slightly to make things that little bit more socially awkward, is about to sit down to a performance review. And they know they’ve absolutely nailed this quarter. just smashed their goals. They practice saying, “I have two documented cases of sexual harassment prevention by suggesting my patented nose-plunging technique at exactly the right time.” 

To build confidence, they adjust their tie in the mirror, repeating “I am that merry wanderer of the night,” with a different emphasis each time. 

 they’ve got a powerpoint about it