Eyys sexy! Baby, fine sister, pretty girl. Talk to me now…
Baby I like your eyes. My angel
Psst! Psst! Angel, Chichi, Jessica, Angelina…..
Answer me na, Is it because I’m calling you?
I just got back from lunch at his and boy was that something. On my way there I was cat-called.
“Baby girl come now, let me take you”
“Fine girl, what’s your name?”
Excuse me? Do I know you?
The only thing I did to warrant this was to walk in the street, of course. That is just a fraction of what we face as females going about our activities. Pulling, touching, inappropriate comments, sometimes stolen gropes, all for?
Lots of us get this every single day; under the bridge at Ikeja, beside Tejuoso, at Balogun market, anywhere we go really. In fact, a few months ago, I was walking in the street at night, untarred and full of potholes so I was moving cautiously, looking for food with L and some guy goes “Look at how she’s walking, as if she doesn’t fuck”. Like bloody hell? How in the world is that even a thing that can be said to anyone?
When will this behaviour become unacceptable? How can I walk in the streets without being harassed? I don’t even want to hear shit like “they’re just admiring you now” or “they’re not serious” because whether you realise it or not, those are part of the flames fueling female objectification.
Here it comes, another feminist about to bash the men.
If you are one the men harassing women you don’t even know on the street, then yes I am bashing you. Shame on you. You were raised better than that. If you are one of those playing it down with your “it’s just bants”, shame on you too.
We do not want to be cat-called or groped on the bus or marketplace. We just want to go about our damn businesses in peace and comfort. Maybe you’re right about one thing; we want, maybe even need that occasional admiration. But from our lovers, SOs, husbands, boyfriends.
Not from you, the stranger in the street. Leave us alone.