RE: Women and Assault
September 2, 2023 at 12:12 pm
(This post was last modified: September 2, 2023 at 1:18 pm by arewethereyet.)
Years ago I was at a dance with the guy I was dating at that time. It was in one of dance hall/wedding reception buildings that were in every little town around the area...Live music, big crowds.
We were dancing and some guy came up behind me and grabbed my ass...without looking I swung around and backhanded him with everything I had. Hit him right in the mouth. He thought I was the problem and started mouthing off...my date was a black belt. Ass-grabber backed down when he realized he was about to have his ass handed to him.
He thought the incident was all in fun and totally okay. Lucky for him he didn't end up with nothing broken beyond his split lip.
Another time I was walking home after hanging out with friends. Small town, Sunday afternoon, broad daylight. A car with three guys in it - that I knew but were about four year older - stopped alongside me and one jumped out and grabbed me and stuffed me into the car. Luckily someone from town drove by and slowed down and the guys decided to let me back out of the car...that could have really bad. The people who drove by called my parents later to see if I was okay. I fed into the accepted attitude of the day and said that it was no big deal and I was fine. Really I scared to death.
I don't know how we teach people that touching others without their permission is not acceptable.
The things I describe were back in the 70s and early 80s...it's still the same old shit all these years later.
We were dancing and some guy came up behind me and grabbed my ass...without looking I swung around and backhanded him with everything I had. Hit him right in the mouth. He thought I was the problem and started mouthing off...my date was a black belt. Ass-grabber backed down when he realized he was about to have his ass handed to him.
He thought the incident was all in fun and totally okay. Lucky for him he didn't end up with nothing broken beyond his split lip.
Another time I was walking home after hanging out with friends. Small town, Sunday afternoon, broad daylight. A car with three guys in it - that I knew but were about four year older - stopped alongside me and one jumped out and grabbed me and stuffed me into the car. Luckily someone from town drove by and slowed down and the guys decided to let me back out of the car...that could have really bad. The people who drove by called my parents later to see if I was okay. I fed into the accepted attitude of the day and said that it was no big deal and I was fine. Really I scared to death.
I don't know how we teach people that touching others without their permission is not acceptable.
The things I describe were back in the 70s and early 80s...it's still the same old shit all these years later.
I'm your huckleberry.
