AlteredEgo
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I think you misunderstood. I think he was writing about the fact that all but one of the male posters who believe this doesn't happen on this level, this frequently and that it was staged, only one was even from the United States.If you actually paid attention your logic of so many foreigners, as you like too call us, chiming in on this thread is a little flawed since roughly 98% of the posts are by US citizens there are a handful who dont disclose their location and only 6 of the posters on it are from Europe so maybe you need to rethink that. So the same thing cant happen outside the US well I disagree i have had the same thing happen to me in the UK.
Do you believe your disbelief is rational? Two women on this thread who live(d) in New York can give you first hand accounts of the same behavior and worse. I have had to stab a cab driver because he kidnapped me. I have been followed more times than I can count. I have politely declined men and been called horrible names. I have ignored men and been called horrible names. I have had men force me to allow them to finish reading my shirt. I have had men talk to my breasts. To them. I have also had men talk to me while trying to see down my shirt or staring at my breasts. I have had men leer at me while pantomiming masturbation. I have had men make inappropriate comments to me that would shock their mothers when they were old enough to be my father or grandfather, since I was young enough to be considered jailbait. I have had dudes ask me if they were too black/white/ugly to warrant my attention, and do so in ways that intimidated me. I have had a man show me that he was handcuffed to a briefcase full of jewels, which in New York means he has a gun, and no one else nearby does (unless you are surrounded by criminals). He then insisted I go home with him. He held my hand and forced me to memorize his phone number. He saw what street I lived on. Some guy on a garbage truck called out to me and I used his interest to escape the guy who had the diamonds. Once, I was being followed home by a guy and managed to escape because so many strange men in cars kept trying to get me to get into their cars.Hey Jolly, always good to hear comments from another level headed male
You are not female. You are also not in my socioeconomic group, though there is another female New Yorker on this thread, and I do not know her status. You do not get to tell us what it is like to be a woman in a big city. I have lived all over the east coast, and it was just more of the same until I moved to the suburbs, near rural farmland. And I have gotten just as much static on Madison Ave in the 60's as I have in Hunt's Point, the Jersey Shore, Washington Square Park, Riverdale, Greenpoint, Williamsbridge, and Flushing. You can't be me. You're not my demographic. You have exactly zero idea what the experience of a shapely woman from a blue-collar part of town is. None. You don't get to suggest these things do not happen to us when we tell you they do. More rationally, I will not project the experience of a Manhattanite who can afford 25 nice suits.