I’m far from the most patriotic person I know, but I’m starting to think wistfully of my own country its complete and total lack of misogyny, compared to Chile. There are huge problems in America when it comes to woman’s rights. The huge problems, don’t come close to how it is in this disgusting male- infested city. The English Opens Doors Program should never have sent women to this city. I’m bitterly thinking of sending them an email telling them this.
Nothing truly “bad” has happened to me. It’s not that I don’t feel somewhat safe here–I’m not going to say I feel totally safe, but I’m also not in fear. What I am is pissed off and annoyed. I’m so sick of being cat called. EVERYWHERE. Everywhere I go. I walk 5 blocks to school in the morning and get a ride home at night (because it’s not safe for women to walk alone after dark). In that time I get honked at, hollered at, kissed at, whistled at, and harassed by pretty much every man I come across either walking, driving a car, or driving a bus. Even the buses honk at me. I am not getting any exercise. The people here treat the outside world like a dangerous place that no one should ever go. So at least I thought I could feel safe in my home and school……
Then my family went on vacation, and the older sister decided to share my phone number with their cousin. This guy is about 30, works in the mine, single, and spends his time “carreteando” AKA partying. Partying in this city for males consists of mostly prostitutes, strip clubs, and harassing women in the streets. So, I have no reason to trust this guy. Needless to say, I have been getting (what I would call) harassed by him ALL week. Incessant text messages that I had to start ignoring. INCESSANT. He kept telling me we’re going to have lunch, we’re going to go out, we’re going to have dinner together…might I say that he was telling, not asking. This somehow feels typical from the people here. Needless to say, I was not letting this man into my home where I was alone. I don’t care if he’s the cousin or not, I was not doing it.
So, the next day a professor from the school dropped me off around 7:30. It was already dark. I got out of the car, walked into the house, double locked the door, and then heard knocking, Looked out the peephole and could see that it was a man, probably the cousin, though I wasn’t sure as I couldn’t see very well. I was seriously creeped out because I had literally just walked into the door. I imagined one of those horrible date rape movies where a stupid girl opens the door to “known man in her life” and he proceeds to enter and take control of her. I’m not stupid. It’s perfectly possible that nothing bad would have happened, but I wasn’t opening the door. Needless to say, the knocking DID NOT STOP. I’m talking at least half an hour. Then someone called the house phone, which I also did not answer. If it was the cousin 1. I did not want him over while I was alone 2. He had no right to show up without asking 3. He had no right to show up without at least warning me that he was coming over. The night before he had texted me that he wanted to come over, and I said no, I was about to go to sleep. Then he calls and says “hi, I’m here, come let me in”. Are you serious!??! I was in my pajamas in bed. God, I seriously just want to be left alone. Thank god, the family has now returned and I don’t need to deal with this problem any more. Though the worst part is that I can’t even talk to them about getting him to leave me alone, because they are all pro-family pro- misogyny women haters..even tho they are all women.
The mom today was telling me how weird Americans are that we don’t kiss and touch in public. I’ve tried to explain to her multiple times that things in other countries aren’t weird they’re just different. No. This is something they simply can’t wrap their heads around. So, we are so freakin weird because we don’t feel comfortable showing affection in public. I said that we feel more comfortable keeping it private, and that is just our culture. So the mom says, well how are people supposed to know that the woman is the man’s property if they don’t even look like a couple in public. Property. Woman. Man’s. Property. I have no more words.
I guess it’s not fair to say that I hate this place and everybody in it. I’d like to say that I absolutely despise every man I’ve come across in this godforsaken place. I could even extend that, it’s not only the men who hate women here, it’s the women who hate women. They are so conditioned even as women, they buy into this whole thing. Honestly it makes me sick. They don’t even have anti- discrimination laws here. The daughter who’s a nurse told me that she makes less than her male co-worker with less experience. Not a hint of anger in her voice. She said that men make more money here and that’s just how it is.
…..Ok I’m again wanting to say I hate this…………I won’t swear…..I won’t get mad. I just about, almost, hate this horrible, disgusting, male- infested, grimy, hole of a place. I won’t use any worse words at this point. As I started to say before, I cannot claim that ALL the women are horrible and that ALL the men are horrible etc. Thank god I work in a school where the liberal people lie…..I can say that there are male professors in the school who I truly find to be warm and non-threatening. There are female professors who I also find to be warm and liberal. Lots of liberal people who I feel truly have my best interest at heart. My host mom would describe these male professors as the ones with “weird gay behavior”. Whether they are gay or not, I like them because I don’t feel threatened by them and they are not hitting on me.
Except for one. Of course, it would be impossible for me to feel totally safe anywhere in this male- infested shit hole. There is one man at the school who will not leave me alone. At first, I thought he was being nice. He said he will take me to show me this, take me to show me that, blah blah blah. Oh he’s so friendly I thought, because of course the men in the school aren’t like all the others……Then I noticed that he’s standing too close…then I noticed that he’s coming to my classroom when the kids leave and I’m alone…then I noticed that he came to close to my mouth and lingered too long on our customary “hello” kiss.
So anyways, I have no more time to write, I have very little time these days. But it’s safe to say I’m pissed and feeling total rage and hatred towards the men in this place. I feel like if I never see a man again, it will be too soon. I just want to be left alone. The rest of the people I can deal with, however, the harassing men, I don’t know how to deal with. I don’t know how to get them to leave me alone. Even my students made kissy noises at me (couldn’t punish anyone cause I didn’t know where it came from or who it was). I just find it revolting. Revolting is the perfect word. And god knows what these men get up to at night…I don’t even want to think about that.