By Madison Teuscher
I turned around as he and his friends made kissing noises and whistled at me like a dog. I yelled “F*** off!”, and one guy shouted “What an ugly bitch!” to the back of my head. He didn’t know anything about me. He saw me as an object, not a person.
Street harassment is threatening, scary, and limits people’s access to public spaces. It does not matter whether a woman is in heels or jeans, a dress or yoga pants. It makes no difference if it is 3 p.m. or 3 a.m., whether she is alone or with a group of friends. Street harassment cannot continue in any form. Women are not objects. Period.