Catcalling - leery or lovely?

By Wendy Roby

While it’s not looking quite so bright and lovely today (at least in swinging London town), summer seems to have arrived in the last few weeks, bringing with it the usual mix of the marvellous - park picnics, tea dresses, pub gardens, and the less so - stinksome buses, frayed tempers and, worst of all, leery catcalls. CNN reports on a study undertaken by NYC student Holly Kearl, who, when starting her master’s thesis on street harrassment last year, was pleased to find there was very little pavement perving going on. But come April, it was a different story, with the heat bringing out the worst in her hometown men. "Suddenly I was getting yelled at everywhere by men in cars," she says. Holly, who’s since completed her degree in women’s studies, thinks it contributes to the objectification of women regardless of whether you find ‘get you ya-ya’s out’-style randomness offensive or not. And this is reflected by those who post at NYC Hollaback, a brilliant site where women are encouraged to take a snaps of their aggressors, naming and shaming them for all to see. Unsurprisingly, there’s a whole lot of venting going on.


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