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Monday, November 12, 2007

sexual harassment in Oakland

I was looking for a place to post this incident I had happen to me this morning while on my way to work.

This is the letter I wrote to a BART officer whose card I had:



I was given your card one day when my boyfriend was speeding in the Bayfair BART parking lot. He was hurrying to pick me up because I had called him to let him know that I was being harassed by a guy close by. That was probably about a year ago.

You gave me your card and let me know that I could contact you if I had any further problems. I had an incident occur this morning that I wanted to let you know about.

I live in the Fruitvale neighborhood of Oakland . I have lived in this neighborhood for almost two years, and have been repeatedly verbally harassed by men as I walk down the street regardless of what time of day it is and what I am wearing.

For the past 6 or 9 months at least, if not longer, I have noticed that I no longer get harassed when I walk down the street, and have chalked it up to the current absence of “street walkers” in my neighborhood.

While I have no blame for them whatsoever and feel that sex work should in general be decriminalized, I am grateful that, due to their absence, men that I encounter no longer find it advisable to proposition me on a regular basis because they assume that I am “up for grabs” because I am female and alone and walking.

I am immensely grateful that my neighborhood has become a safer place for me to exist in, and give happy credit to the added police efforts I have seen in this neighborhood that have no doubt contributed to this.

I am unsure whether or not my reporting of this incident to you will in fact accomplish much, but it certainly makes me feel better, if nothing else.

At 8:12 this morning I walking on International Blvd. and around 36th, heading toward the BART station on 34th. A man in a worn looking blue truck that had a covered bed pulled up into the parking lot of a taqueria I was passing next to. He yelled “Hey!” at me out the window and something else that indicated that he was trying to get my attention. I kept walking, and thinking he would leave me alone when he saw that I was ignoring him, turned my head so that he couldn’t see my face, as he backed out of the parking lot and followed me in his car down the street as I walked on the sidewalk. I was at that point coming to a small gas station and was right at the driveway to enter into it when his truck pulled up directly in front of me, blocking my way, and he said to me in perfect English, “I needed to eat some pussy like that as of yesterday.” He was a middle aged, Hispanic man with black hair and a slight mustache.

Instead of reacting, I stretched out my left arm and pointed my hand away from my body and down the road to try to communicate to him that I wanted him away from me. I didn’t feel I had anything to say to him, at that point. He repeated the statement, then added, “I’ll pay you whatever you want.”, to which I extended my arm and hand again, indicating that he should leave me alone.

He pulled around the gas pumps and stopped again and I’m glad he did, because it gave me just enough time to write down his license plate. It is: 54IU003. After he saw me writing it down, he drove away.

For the record, I was wearing a black knee length skirt, a black sleeveless shirt, knee high socks, and flat shoes. I was carrying a large purse on my left shoulder and a black formal jacket draped across my right arm, and a BART ticket.

I believe that it was patently obvious to this person that I was not looking for the type of work that he mentioned, and that was part, if not all, of the “thrill” he received from his harassment of me.

I would really hate to encounter this person again, and will blog about him so that other women in my area can know who he is and be on the look out for him.

I know that he technically probably didn’t do anything wrong, but if I can avoid him and his tactics in the future and spare other people from same, that would be great.

Oddly enough, I have been harassed in a similar manner by a man who might be the same person twice before at the exact same gas station, both other times also in the early morning when I was on my way to work, and both times when it was obvious that I was dressed to go to an office. On both other occasions, the vehicles were not the one that I saw today, but the person was also a Hispanic man, around middle age, with perfect English, who was equally bold with his statements and propositions. The first time was right when I had just moved in to my neighborhood, and the second time was maybe 9 months or so after that.

Please advise on what else I can do to help my neighborhood be a safer place for everybody.

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