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The project is saying that street harassment is not okay. That feeling entitled to treat and speak to women any type of way, is not okay. That demanding a woman’s attention is not okay. That intruding on a woman’s space and thoughts is not okay. That women should be able to walk to the train, to the grocery store, to school - without having to cross the street to avoid the men that she sees already eyeing her as she approaches. That making women feel objectified, sexualized simply because they are women, is not okay. That grabbing a woman’s wrist to force her to speak to you is not okay. That requesting for a woman to “smile for you” is not okay - because women are not outside on the street for the purpose of entertaining and pleasing men. That it’s quite possible women are wonderful, happy, intelligent human beings that simply want to move through out the world comfortably and safely while wearing their face however the hell they want to. A lot of people will not agree with this project. A lot of people, men AND women, will not understand it. And that’s okay. This project is not asking for there to be zero interaction between men and women in public spaces - it’s asking for the interaction to be respectful and safe. This project is not to persuade women to feel offended. Rather, this project is for those who do feel offended by unwelcome aggressive treatment from men. It’s my hope that some women will walk pass these wheat pastes and feel empowered. That men will at least take notice and consider what the posters are saying. And that the conversation about street harassment will continue to be enlivened and hopefully produce some sort of solution. 

I just realized why this thing has done nothing for me.. If anything, it has annoyed the shit out of me.
I’ am older than mostoif you girls who think this is awesome (oopsies! age privilege!) and therefore, have endured a short life time’s worth more of this shit than most of you. Add to that, I was a serious child. I still generally have some kind of nope face when I’m walking down the street (as the annoying Sparklett’s guy has told me, despite my utter lack of interest in him on any level).
Anyway, this, “This project is not to persuade women to feel offended. Rather, this project is for those who do feel offended by unwelcome aggressive treatment from men. 

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That is just so goddamn precious.
I grew up with cat-calls and to this day, get leered at almost exclusively by the worst people. And *still* get told to smile by strangers.
My response? “Yeah, and?”
Sorry ladies, but I’m in firm control of what I take seriously, what I allow to threaten me and what I allow to get under my skin.
Dudes or ladies telling me to smile is seriously one if the most unimportant things in (my) life.

If there’s one thing I cant stand it’s a person telling others to get over it and essentially victim blames people for their valid feelings. You grew up with cat calls so we’re supposed to? I dont’ get it. I don’t get how you can note something as being problematic and just nod your head as if it’s some hazing ritual. I’m sick of dudes talking to me like they fucking know me, like their my daddy or my fucking uncle or even worse, the lover I didn’t consent to - asking me to smile, talk or anything is not wanted and by A LOT OF PEOPLE so I’m sorry that your’e unphased and are using agist ass language to police peoples feelings but we’re fucking over it. you can be too, but dont invalidate the message because you ~get it~

How do you expect to make any new friends with that attitude? It’s like, everyone’s a stranger until you give them a chance, man.

someone who is trying to get me to smile when I’m not is not starting off our friendship on a good foot. I do not need to smile for you. what don’t y’all get? 

I’m sincerely confused by the statement about making friends/attitude/strangers. Are you saying what I think you are? That people asking others to smile is a good opener to create friendships?
How many friends has anyone actually made by insisting people smile? How about before requesting shit, people actually DO something to make someone smile? How many men on the street are really and truly only trying to be a woman’s friend when they ask her to smile? I’ll give you an estimate: 0.
Now offer me some free ice cream or ten dollars— and I might smile for you


"Hey sexy, nice tits. Whoa, why are you so upset? It’s a compliment. I’m only being nice to you, you stupid bitch."
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