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(Popularity: 33) How do you feel when a strange male calls you “baby”? When was he called?

T ANSWER: HATE MAN BABE ANSWER: Most straight men have been scared of me since I was 12, so I’ve never heard someone call me “baby”, not even a romantic partner (they chose other pet names…i.e. dear Yes, sweetie, my sweetheart, sexy, gorgeous, babes, babe, beautiful, my personal favorite keebler elf girl). CATCALL ANSWER: As for catcall, I’ve heard too much and more than I want to remember. I felt differently based on my emotional maturity in my life and where I lived at the time (no kidding… men in different geographic areas behave differently based on how culturally acceptable the area is). Teenagers in Dallas, TX (car culture) – we rarely barked people when we drove around, which made it difficult. I was followed almost every day when I lived at my parents’ house and it was disturbing and frightening. I’ve also had a couple of men in their 40s and 50s who were very out of place with their horny eyes and the sexy panty “gift” of Frederick in Hollywood (yes, and my best friend’s dad). As a teenager, I was called cats in Mexico, but they were mostly men who wanted American money. Freshman year of college (Texas) – I’m almost 18 and this is the first time as a teenager that I don’t have a car and have to move around. Every day, on my way to the main square where classes are held, I have to walk down a hill from an all-girls dorm, past an all-boys dorm. Every morning, a few boys in one of the rooms looked out the window and held up numbers to rate each of us, from 1 to 10. This is so embarrassing. Now, I’m very used to being “rated” because I was a competitive gymnast as a teenager. I just wore a catsuit (often stuck between my hips) almost every Saturday, and every mistake I made during the game was judged and then publicly rated. I don’t remember feeling humiliated in that setting, but when those boys did, I did feel very humiliated. After a semester, I finally left that university. It was a very disturbing experience. (I ended up graduating from UC Berkeley a few years later without any demeaning behavior as the kids were more intelligent and emotionally mature). Manhattan 20s / NJ 1 year (walking culture) – Men always call me from a distance, mostly blue collar workers from a highly misogynistic culture i.e. Latino (Puerto Rican, Dominican, Cuban), African-American, and Italian-American. Some white-collar men did the same, usually Italian-American, and I passed them by as I drove past them or walked by. I’ll describe these feelings, from disgust in my early 20s to anger and contempt for men in my mid-20s, to humor and apathy in my late 20s. In my 20s, I started to realize that it wasn’t about me, it was about them and their desperate need for beautiful women who would never have the courage to approach in real life. Note: These 4 seasons also have a lot to do with how men behave as they cannot see female figures in the fall and winter for 5 months of the year. No kidding, when spring arrives in NY/NJ, women start taking off their heavy coats, scarves and hats, while men wait with anticipation for the spring clothing weather. Also, when I visit Boston, or when I’m in the Hamptons in the summer, or Cape Cod, New Hampshire, Vermont, Connecticut, I don’t get that treatment. On the Jersey Shore, cat meowing is the norm due to Italian-American cultural influences. If they don’t call you, they’ll yell body shaming comments, so it’s a lose-lose situation. Sometimes older African American men would yell at anyone I was walking with at the time and tell them they were lucky. The way they say it is sweet and positive and respectful, so it’s always a little humorous and uplifting. Those are the only people who have ever used a cat to call anything positive rather than demeaning (thanks to African Americans sixty and older!). Traveling abroad in my 20s, in the summer months in London, Brussels, San Juan and São Paulo, I never got a cat meow. On a warm February day in Paris, I was called (while walking) by two Italian men who didn’t realize I was American. I was angry and cursed them in French. They were even more excited when they heard my American accent. I felt so disgusted, like an animal being tracked by a hunter. 30s, in LA/Beach City (beach and car culture) – very few men squint or scold me inappropriately because incredibly beautiful, fit, scantily clad women are the norm, not the exception . Men have plenty to dazzle all year round thanks to the warm weather, and with a plethora of beautiful, healthy women in SoCal, men seem far less desperate than NY/NJ. In 10 years, I’ve been “cattled” about as many times as I can count on my hands, and always run away quickly by the man in the car. I was disgusted by them and thought they were pitiful, but I ignored them as if they didn’t exist. Again, I know it’s about their fear, cowardice and insecurities. Traveling abroad in my 30s, I’ve never been catcalled in Tokyo, Taipei, Sydney, Cairns, Melbourne, Alice Springs, Darwin or Bali, but when I lived there in the summer (2001) At the time, I was constantly being called by cats in Paris, mostly young Muslim men in their 20s who called me “le sexbomb” when they saw me. They would say it in my face when they walked past me in the opposite direction, or yell at me when they got off the subway and I stepped on it. I had to ask another Parisian what it meant and they told me in English, which roughly translates to “sex explosion”. great. It’s exactly the “hey you’re a walking orgasm” that every woman is dying to hear. Nausea. There are no compliments in that statement. Years later, when I told people this story, they told me an English version of a club song that was very popular all over Europe in the summer of 2001. Apparently, these guys tell me I look like that main blonde. the video? I still don’t think that’s a compliment, especially for the tone in which the statement is commonly expressed. By age 40, I moved to the San Francisco Bay Area (walking and car culture), which is a very LGBTQ-dominated area, and the numbers are more skewed toward heterosexual men who pick women with moderately attractive women. Meowing occurs, but rarely. I was once surprised when a carload of men in their 20s yelled at me from the car window that I was a “total MILF.” This actually happened in Berkeley when I was walking to the only Whole Foods there (at the time). It was mid-week, daytime, so no one else was walking about a mile from UC Berkeley (I looked, mostly because I was totally shocked to hear someone cat calling anyone). I’m confused, not only because white men in Berkeley don’t usually call women, but also because I don’t understand what “MILF” means. When I checked out at Whole Foods, I told the cashier what happened and asked him what it meant. He tried his best to hold back the smile, pursing his lips, trying to hold back the smile. He paused for a moment, trying to regain his composure, then told me he couldn’t speak because he might get fired. He suggested that I “googling but not at work”. I did that when I got home, and I was horrified by what was on my computer screen. I didn’t realize it was a type of porn. It made me feel like my old high school boyfriends used to have lust for my mom (31 years older than me) when they came to play basketball at my house… Angry. After revisiting all this stuff, I feel like I need to go take a shower to wash off the “nausea”. When men see someone who sexually arouses them, they become so gross, depraved, and horny. For decades, people have asked me why I’m still single after all these years? Probably due to a general distaste for the natural way men behave when no one else is watching (some lesbians can also be predatory). It’s one thing for someone to praise or acknowledge aesthetics, it’s quite another for women who are openly squinting, drooling, and dazzling. Going through this constantly is disgusting, even though you know it’s a reflection of them, not you. It happens so often that it gives “males” a ba

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