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Lovely Hollaback! activists and supporters! After a fantastic year of meetings, new friends, events, and both difficult and very good times, the Edinburgh team are now taking a wee break over the holidays, to come back in January with renewed feminist excitement and strength.
As Audre Lorde advises, we all need to take care of ourselves – you too!
Thank you all for a wonderful year! Happy HOLLAdays and may you have a great New Year!
As part of the 16 Days of Activism for the Elimination of Violence Against Women, you are very warmly invited to the Write to End Violence Against Women Feminist Writing Day School. Download the flyer here: FeministWritingDaySchool_1
To register please visit the EventBrite page where you can sign up for two of the following sessions:
Morning Session 1. What’s her story?
Hannah Lavery, Appletree Writers
Hannah Lavery from Appletree Writers will offer a busy morning of writing. Looking at women’s lives as inspiration for our writing the session will be a practical workshop which will offer ways and techniques to get you started and keep you going.
Morning Session 2. Online Storytelling and Creative Activism
Hollaback! will explore the importance of storytelling in the feminist movement, and look at ways we can be creative in our activism.
Afternoon Session 1. Writing for Empowerment
Magi Gibson, Writer in Residence Glasgow Women’s Library
Do you ever feel that no-one listens to you? That there are things you’d like to get out of your system and down on paper – but you don’t know how? In this two hour workshop, poet and writer Magi Gibson will help you turn your thoughts into powerful pieces of writing.
Afternoon Session 2. Your Feminist Voice
Talat Yaqoob, YWCA Scotland
Talat Yaqoob from YWCA Scotland will be leading a workshop reflecting on her lessons as a public speaker and blogger on feminist issues. The workshop will explore the public sphere of your feminist voice. You’ll have a chance to write your own short articles about tough topics and stand on your soapbox to speak about your feminism as well as learning from examples of feminists on YouTube.
If you have any questions, please send an email to [email protected].
Come prepared for a fab day of feminist writing and be sure to bring your pen and paper!
Text credit: Zero Tolerance
Last month, I had just moved to Edinburgh and I was exploring in the early afternoon alone. I won’t even describe what I was wearing or where I’m from because that has no bearing on the amount of common courtesy I should receive. A van pulled up beside me and a man started whistling to get my attention. I ignored him and kept walking. He kept pulling up beside me and whistling. I kept ignoring him and walking. Eventually, after a few blocks, he revved and sped away.
I hate all harassment, but I think harassment from cars is the most cowardly kind a man/person can participate in and it’s so frustratingly hard to turn to the victim’s advantage. You can’t even whip off a badass comeback before he speeds away, and often you don’t even get to see his face so you can’t publicly shame him with a photo or description.
It certainly heightened my anxiety about living in this area on my own.
I was in Cab Vol on the 18/10/14 and was dancing by myself at the nightclub. I dressed in an alternative way. I was having a very good night and then 4 guys started making comments on the way I dressing and dancing, when they started shouting at me shouting ‘Gaaaay’ in the fashion of Senor Chang from Community. While I still am perplexed why calling someone Gay is an insult to them, it put a downer on my night. If I choose to dress and dance in a particular way I would hope people would accept it irrespective of my sexuality. The other thing which bothered me was the incessant filming of my dancing style.
I successfully intervened last evening when I saw a man intimidating a woman on the Royal Mile. With a surprising amount of ease, I ended up successfully diverting the person away and gave the woman an opportunity to move on down the road to wherever she was headed.
Sitting on a train finding my own business, when this drunk guy in the seat accross the isle from me leans in and whispers in the sleaziest voice “can I get your number”. He continues to make such comments I tell him where to get off and move to the next carriage. I hear him and his mates getting ready to get off at their stop, next thing I know he has sleazed his way back over and whispers “i think you left your personality back there” again I in no uncertain terms tell him what I think of him and where he can take himself. Whilst waiting for the train to leave he comes right up to my window, puckers up and laughs in my face till after what feels like an eternity the train leaves. Whilst waiting for the train to move on I can only communicate how I feel through hand gestures and start to move seats again, but felt what’s the point he would follow me. When the train gets moving I see this sad git laughing to his mates. Well you pathetic specimen, there is nothing like a bit of casual ‘street’ harassment and intimidation to ignite ones feminist rage!
In the past two months on the ten minute walk between my home and my office random men have come up to me and said:
‘Hello. What are you?’
‘Where are you from?’ ‘Here’ ‘But you have an Asian face?’
These are all the first things they said to me. They did not happen in a conversation, this is literally me leaving my house to go to my 9 – 5 job and men coming up to me, so close they’re nearly touching me, and sharing their racism/sexism/prejudice with me. If I extend the time scale to the past 6 months, or the location to my entire city rather than a small strecth of street, I’d have enough stories for a chapter of a book. If I extended it to my life so far, I’d have a whole encyclopaedia.