I was driving in the 5th Settlement when, as usual, a disgusting human being on a dirty motorcycle started harassing me with the most derogatory words. I ignored him and pretended not to hear a thing. So he drove up near my window when I slowed down at a speed bump and he said a phrase that I’d be ashamed to repeat. He more or less said “why don’t you come so I can **** you in the ***”. I sped in front of him a few meters and then I stopped, shocked by what I heard.
Then, I very simply backed into him with my car, pushing him and his motorcycle to the ground, and went on my way, turning to the other side.
“With all the temerity in the world he grabbed a rock from the ground and threw it at my car’s glass”
With all the temerity in the world he grabbed a rock from the ground and threw it at my car’s glass. I stopped the car and locked it and found myself running towards him, grabbing him and beating the living hell out of him. He was speechless, he didn’t expect a woman to ever dare punish him for his actions.
The street stood still and the men left their cars to try and stop me from beating him. All he could say is, “I didn’t do anything!”
They told him “if you weren’t in the wrong, you wouldn’t have thrown that rock at her”. The problem is that they kept telling me that it’s okay, but had they known what he said to me they would have done more than what I just did.
“I went home angry. Yes, I was angry, but I also felt something which I’d never felt before in my entire life, that I finally managed to take vengeance”
I went home angry. Yes, I was angry, but I also felt something which I’d never felt before in my entire life, that I finally managed to take vengeance, for me and every other girl suffering from this disgusting behavior, every day and every minute. I punished one of the thousands that harass us every day. This man will think a thousand times before he violates a woman with his words or actions.
“This man will think a thousand times before he violates a woman with his words or actions.”
Note to men: this isn’t a fleeting situation that just happens. Your sister, mother, daughter and girlfriend in her car is subjected to this every day. This is the norm. Now, imagine the women who take public transportation and stand in the street waiting for it; there isn’t an inch on her body that isn’t violated.
Note to idiots: I was wearing a t-shirt two sizes bigger than mine, and a baggy pair of cloth pants and slippers. Nothing about me was “tempting”.
One last note: The car doesn’t have a scratch on it although backing into him should have ruined my bumper and the rock missed my glass by a few centimeters and didn’t leave a mark. God protected me.
Although Shira graduated with honors from Law School, she prefers living a simple life with her 4 dogs and 7 cats.
