<\/a>Look at
our banner! It<\/p><\/div>\n
Most importantly, we were also a little wiser, having learned to pack water,
snacks (wholemeal scones with dried fruit have been designated the official
protest food) and weather-suitable clothing, which in this case meant sunblock
and waterproofs.<\/p>\n
We gathered outside the tube station to co-ordinate ourselves and our outfits
before filtering over to Hyde Park Corner where the marchers were being gently
herded by stewards. It’s estimated that over
5,000 people marched<\/a> on the day, far more than originally thought. The
sun beat down on us as the air filled with a festival air of drumming, and SlutWalk London<\/a> banners:
“No Means No” and “My Dress Is Not A Yes”. Homemade
banners told a range of stories, from the extremely personal (“I was
wearing jeans and a jumper”) to the slightly Dadaist (a hand-drawn image
of a breast crying black tears).<\/p>\n
After a little longer in the sun than we might have liked, we eventually set
off to a chorus of cheers, chanting “yes means yes and no means
no”. The well-dressed folk outside the Ritz, combined with the builders
digging up the road, added a slightly surreal quality to the
proceedings.<\/p>\n
Along the march we were able to look around at our fellow slut-walkers, who
all seemed to have arrived from a wide variety of backgrounds, and many of
them newly politicised and newly interested in feminist activism. The variety
and number of people present was impressive. Men and women, cis and trans*
people, old, young, queer and straight. But sadly, that hasn’t been
precisely how Slutwalk has been addressed or represented.<\/p>\n
The march has been depicted as a “women’s
protest<\/a>“, with most articles leading on the high volume of women
and only skirting over the fact that there were plenty of men at the march.
This attitude was sadly widespread on the day itself: we were referred to as
“ladies” by other marchers despite the fact that we had men in our
group.<\/p>\n
Here at BadRep Towers, and partly hidden by the veil of the internet, we are
often assumed to be a group of women, whereas we are in fact variously women,
men and bugger-off with-your-gender-identification. Whilst on the march, we
were very visible (especially with our amazing banner!) and yet we still faced
the same problem. The men walking with us were either ignored, or even more
tellingly,
assumed to be women<\/em> in later writeups altogether. And there was
persistent misgendering going on too, even after people were set straight.
It’s pretty awkward and upsetting to witness people being excluded on
a march because of how they look, when you are marching to
remove<\/em> prejudice over how people look.<\/p>\n
The other challenge here is that if SlutWalk is viewed as a
man-excluding club then it falls too easily into the trap of accusations
of man-hating, rather like common judgements of feminism itself. So, for
the record, there were plently of chaps and not just the ones that write
for this website. And hurrah for them!<\/p>\n
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Other media responses included criticisms of the reasoning behind the
march itself. The blogosphere
exploded<\/a> into hackneyed analogies along the lines of “people
who leave their front doors open should expect to get burgled”,
and the media started to generate all sorts of ways to stir up other
reasons why SlutWalk is a bad idea.<\/p>\n
The
Mail<\/strong> (of all places) criticised Slutwalk for being
too middle class<\/a> in its focus. We (much like the Mail) did not
conduct an in-depth survey of the class background of all 5,000
protesters, so I’m going to let the image of women holding a
Socialist Worker sign used in that very article attest to the class
conscious values of those present. Irony points, indeed.<\/p>\n
And, as was sadly bound to happen, some members of the press
completely missed the point<\/a> or just concentrated
on the titilation aspect<\/a>.<\/p>\n
Media response aside, the general mood on the day was very positive
and there are plenty of articles out there that are just as upbeat,
just as expressive of the wide range of people who support Slutwalk:
lesbilicious<\/a>
offers an eyewitness account, or if you don’t feel like doing
any more reading, there’s a huge collection of photos that show
the range of people at the Slutwalk over at Urban75<\/a>.<\/p>\n
<\/a>We met a lot of cool people and heard
a range of inspiring, heartfelt and amazing stories from speakers<\/a>
when we landed in a jam-packed Trafalgar Square. In the bustle, it
was hard to see the speakers, so we let a wave of different voices
wash over us. We listened to plummy, stately tones deride the idea
that only working class women get raped, then the quiet voice of
“Just Jo” deliver her life story about the experiences
of being a trans woman subject to verbal and physical abuse. We
heard the shocking facts about abysmal treatment of sex workers in
instances of rape, delivered by Sheila Farmer of the English Collective
of Prostitutes<\/a> and activist Sanum Ghafoor<\/a>
angrily berated the catch-22 situation of living in a society that
criticises women and dubs them “terrorists” in the
street when they don the hijab and “wear too much”, yet
casts them as “slags” when they wear too little. She was
ably supported in this by the presence of Counterfire’s
Hijabs, Hoodies and Hotpants block<\/a>.<\/p>\n
Personal stories told by all kinds of people, but all pointing to
the same conclusion. Rape happens to people regardless of what they
are wearing. Rapists, not those who are raped, and certainly not the
clothes of those who are raped, are to blame.<\/p>\n
SlutWalk London still need some extra cash – organising
protests costs a lot of money. You can help them by donating
here<\/a>.<\/p>\n