The Slutwalks reminded me of an article I read a while ago in Kate Harding’s blog, Shapely Prose,
written by guest blogger Phaedra Starling ” …the pen name of a romance novelist and licensed private investigator living in small New York City apartment with two large dogs. She practices Brazilian jiu-jitsu and makes world-class apricot muffins.”
Here’s the link to: Schrödinger’s Rapist: or a guy’s guide to approaching strange women without being maced
The article is interesting, and the comments are fascinating … especially those from men who insist on their right to approach women they don’t know, who signal that they don’t want to be approached, because ‘otherwise they won’t know how nice I am’. And comments from women who insist that Starling is exaggerating because ‘I don’t feel threatened’. (or maybe that was mostly in another forum …)