Aw, Ginger. That sucks. I'd check the battery cables and terminals for corrosion, and also consider having the entire charging system tested, as it may be the alternator. It may well be something else entirely, but these are the ones that have happened to me.
My friend Jude says that the only way that there will ever be true gender equality is when a woman can feel as safe walking down a dark street by herself as a man typically does. There's a lot of sense in that.
Yeah, but even if we get that, we're still out being equally safe to get drunk in mixed company.
last week, new co-worker said something along the lines of "one in three girls will be inappropriately touched during her childhood. And coincidentally enough, that is about the same odds of women getting raped." Which really floored me. Both stats. Is that anywhere near accurate?
According to RAINN [link] 1 in 6 women are victims of sexual assault. And here is a fact page from the Child Molestation Research & Prevention Institute on child molestation that gives an estimate of 1 in 10 children [link] . Incidentally, official training materials for my job, I have been told that 1 in 4 developmentally disabled adults is a victim of rape or molestation. So it looks like your co-worker was not correct, but the numbers as estimated - must be estimates, because so many victims never report the crime - are still staggering.
Even 10% is crazy high, and that is the lowest estimate given. Crazy I say.
Even 10% is crazy high, and that is the lowest estimate given. Crazy I say.
What's crazier to my mind is the fact that the vast majority of sexual assault is not the stranger breaking into someone's home, or dragging the victim into a dark alley, but is committed by someone the victim knows. Mad Men is apparently portraying rape in an accurate way. Dunno. Don't watch the show.
[link] Here is a cute bat taking a drink of water on the wing, just for a change of pace.
I don't get catcalled.
Not that I want to; it's shitty,obviously. I would hate it.
But I also know it's not because they respect me too much not to do it.
It's because my chair neuters me.
That's not exactly a feminist victory.
That's not exactly a feminist victory.
Yeah. There's a whole disabled sexuality thing that confuses this issue a whole lot for wheelchair/walking aid users (and presumably many other people with disabilities too).
I've found it really shocking when I have seen cat calling, etc.because, much like Erika, it never happens to me. However, I'm usually extra paranoid if I am out past dark alone because I know I can't run fast if the situation calls for it.
New disabled feminist blog: [link]
One reason I let myself get as fat as I am is to stop the remarks. My tits developed fairly exuberantly, and the random remarks didn't stop till I was a size where they weren't as noticeable. I don't get strangers saying anything to me about the fat, perhaps because I'm standing straight up and moving with a purpose that suggests being fat will not stop me from dealing appropriately with them.
About ten years ago now, I went on a business trip to Philadelphia, and twice I took the train up to New York for the day. I got back very late and had to walk back from the station to my lodgings through the empty streets of Central City Philly. I never felt threatened, but I never saw anyone who wasn't about their business, either.
I used to get catcalls and propositions a lot. It eased up after 30. But it was often miserable before.
The worst wasn't random strangers, though. The worst was the men I barely knew and had classes with, because somehow, knowing my name upped their fucking sense of entitlement.
Signed, had one class she always left early so she could hide in the restroom to avoid her stalker.
