Today I was walking up the stairs to class (at a campus that’s a little more sketchy) and there was a guy leaning on the railing at the top, obviously ogling me. This was no boyish “stop and stare” gawking, no, this was straight up “You are a piece of meat and I’m hungry” look. Not unaccustomed to this, I gave him a steely glare and walked by.
Then I thought about this as I sat in class. Why on earth am I so accustomed to this? Furthermore, why do I EXPECT IT?? Why do I have to be on the defensive everywhere I go just because I have a butt and boobs. This sounds crude, but isn’t this issue? That guy had no shame undressing me with his eyes. So I have no choice but to assume he also would have no qualms about doing it with his hands.
Because I am a woman I have to live in constant fear. And at best I can hope that I can be lewdly looked over with no further offense. I HAVE TO EXPECT TO BE DISRESPECTED AND BE OKAY WITH THAT. Because staring at a woman like a piece of meat isn’t illegal. Putting her on the constant defensive isn’t a crime.