After my most recent post about street harassment and the metaphorical Western Women’s burqa I saw this video called ‘Hunted.’ It’s about Russia’s intolerance of gays and lesbians.
Groups get together to hunt down gay men and lesbian women, to lure them to apartments where they enact group violence on them, expose them publicly, and make it such that these people lose their jobs and lives.
When I watched this film, all I could think about was ‘that’s exactly what it’s like being a woman in public, hell even in private.’
The most disturbing thing was that a woman lead one of 30 of these Russian anti-gay mobs that make it their weekend fun harming gays and lesbians.
It seemed to me like these people had nothing better to do. I can see that men who harass women on the street are exactly the same.
I thought, if only we could recognize women’s humanity the way people seemed to recognize the humanity of the men and women being harmed in the film.
The hunted is what women are, every day. On the street we are singled out and screamed at, told to ‘smile’ like a circus animal is told to ‘jump’. When we don’t obey the masters we are verbally punished, sometimes even physically. We are like side-shows for men on the street. We exist only to affirm their dominance, to exercise their control over us.