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Public Transport Perverts

I hate writing negative posts but every now & again it is neccessary.

About 12:30am on Saturday morning/ Friday night, a guy touched my leg on public transport. When I say touch I mean rubbed my leg lightly. This is the 3rd time it has happened to me this month. It has also previously happened.

Why? Why do these men do this?

I know it is a small amount of guys but, what goes on in their tiny brains which makes them think it is an okay thing to do?

When I noticed this guy rubbing my leg lightly with his finger I told him not to touch me and his response was ‘Why, you don’t like it?’!!!! I was outraged and disgusted by this. Am I supposed to enjoy a strange man touching my leg?

If this has happened to me 3 times in September, how many other girls have men done this to? And it has been 3 different guys. I am disgusted by this and really think Transport for London need to do something about this form of sexual abuse. And yes, I think it is sexual abuse and an invasion of privacy and personal space.

I have always shouted at the men who have done this to me & I will shout about it and shame them so that other people will see thier faces & stay clear of them. He is lucky I didn’t hit him.

All I can say is I hope this doesn’t happen often & please be safe. This has happened to me at different times in the day so don’t think it just happens at night. I have also spoken to bus drivers about it when the offender isn’t smart enough to get off, but all they do is shrug.

If someone sits next to you and puts their hand close to your leg, be alert & if you are certain they touched you, don’t let them get away with it.

I hope TFL acknowledges my complaint about lack of security and neglect from bus drivers.

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Woo! pt. 2

This is the piece I spoke about in my last post ‘Woo’. It is a news piece but I was not at the scene, It is based on the demonstration that happened in Athens recently. I saw a video of what was happening in Athens and then wrote this piece in the ‘New Journalism’ style.

 

Burning. My eyes are burning, why? The smell of tear gas and pepper spray hits my nose and it is all made clear. Citizens around me are screaming ‘My eyes’. I look around and in the background I can make out a red figure on the floor with approximately five dark figures standing above. Kicking? It is dark as night has hit, but kicking is confirmed as I see a foot draw back and slam into the red figures torso.

As my vision clears, I recognise Police uniforms, black with white writing, with shields and bats, standing around a young man wearing a red jumper. This is all happening just foot-steps in-front of me as I am rubbing my eyes. Fireworks and rocks are being thrown at the Police Officers who captured the citizen in red. Police are now carrying the red jumper wearing citizen, just to dump him on a side street. The streets of Athens are still crowded with protesters and police.

 

That is all I got to write. Let me know what you think about this style of Journalism.