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	<title>Comments on: Friday Discussion: Walking While Female and Foolishly Asking For Violence To Be Done Upon You</title>
	<link>http://www.feministsdontbakebread.com/2007/09/07/friday-discussion-walking-while-female-and-foolishly-asking-for-violence-to-be-done-upon-you/</link>
	<description>Neither do they knit. Apparently.</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 04:02:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Edie</title>
		<link>http://www.feministsdontbakebread.com/2007/09/07/friday-discussion-walking-while-female-and-foolishly-asking-for-violence-to-be-done-upon-you/#comment-1383</link>
		<dc:creator>Edie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 00:26:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hiya Anna,

You wandered onto my blog and now I'm perusing yours - and I like it. And now I'm going to do a bit of shameless self promotion as I wrote something similar: &lt;a href="http://saidtrash.wordpress.com/2007/08/20/feel-like-a-bit-of-assault-tonight/" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://saidtrash.wordpress.com/2007/08/20/feel-like-a-bit-of-assault-tonight/&lt;/a&gt;

Well, you did ask for my thoughts . . .
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hiya Anna,</p>
<p>You wandered onto my blog and now I&#8217;m perusing yours - and I like it. And now I&#8217;m going to do a bit of shameless self promotion as I wrote something similar: <a href="http://saidtrash.wordpress.com/2007/08/20/feel-like-a-bit-of-assault-tonight/" rel="nofollow">http://saidtrash.wordpress.com/2007/08/20/feel-like-a-bit-of-assault-tonight/</a></p>
<p>Well, you did ask for my thoughts . . .</p>
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		<title>By: Jo</title>
		<link>http://www.feministsdontbakebread.com/2007/09/07/friday-discussion-walking-while-female-and-foolishly-asking-for-violence-to-be-done-upon-you/#comment-1379</link>
		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 18:48:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm working on not being afraid after dark.  I mean, I live in a mid-size Midwestern U.S. town, and stranger-rapes are the least-often to occur.    Being raped is my fear, but I have to say -- I'm a 6-foot 200 lb. 30-year-old woman in a college town -- I'm not likely to be ogled much, either.  I also have a pretty physical job now, which means I'm no weakling.  I also have *never* had any propensity for dressing in anything but jeans and regular ol' t-shirts, no low cut, no skin tight.  And boots.  Big boots.  Or Birkenstocks.

And yet.

I have all these thoughts and rationalizations as to why I should or should not be afraid, which only goes to show that I am afraid, and am trying to think my way out of it.

I have to act my way out of it.  I have to walk down the streets of my town without looking over my shoulder, without taking stock of all the males I meet.  I won't project an image of tough, or imagine my personal space to be six feet or more in diameter.  I won't send out vibes of strong angry energy to repel potential problems.

I'll think these things, but not act on them.

I hope.

I hope, with practice, years of walking down the street and not being accosted will help me realize I don't have to be afraid.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m working on not being afraid after dark.  I mean, I live in a mid-size Midwestern U.S. town, and stranger-rapes are the least-often to occur.    Being raped is my fear, but I have to say &#8212; I&#8217;m a 6-foot 200 lb. 30-year-old woman in a college town &#8212; I&#8217;m not likely to be ogled much, either.  I also have a pretty physical job now, which means I&#8217;m no weakling.  I also have *never* had any propensity for dressing in anything but jeans and regular ol&#8217; t-shirts, no low cut, no skin tight.  And boots.  Big boots.  Or Birkenstocks.</p>
<p>And yet.</p>
<p>I have all these thoughts and rationalizations as to why I should or should not be afraid, which only goes to show that I am afraid, and am trying to think my way out of it.</p>
<p>I have to act my way out of it.  I have to walk down the streets of my town without looking over my shoulder, without taking stock of all the males I meet.  I won&#8217;t project an image of tough, or imagine my personal space to be six feet or more in diameter.  I won&#8217;t send out vibes of strong angry energy to repel potential problems.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll think these things, but not act on them.</p>
<p>I hope.</p>
<p>I hope, with practice, years of walking down the street and not being accosted will help me realize I don&#8217;t have to be afraid.</p>
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