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IT HAPPENED TO ME: I Was Groped at the “Pussy Power” Rally at Trump Tower – XOJane

“I would quite honestly bet a large sum of money that this shrill liberal harpie is talking unmitigated BS.”

A few days ago, I broke the cardinal rule of internet journalism: I read the comments. I’m usually good at avoiding that cesspool. As a freelance writer, I know better. But this time it was different. This time, the article wasn’t by me — it was about me.

The story this commenter was referring to was my “claim” that I had been groped at a rally outside Trump Tower on Tuesday, October 19. As I read the full comment, I felt my heart beginning to slam against my chest. I don’t mind being called a liberal harpy, or shrill. (Though, if the commenter knew me, they’d know my voice is actually fairly deep.) What enraged me was the ease with which my claim, my story, my voice, was dismissed.

I can’t quite start off my story by saying I was “minding my own business,” which is what a lot of my friends who’ve been groped can claim. I wasn’t by any stretch of the imagination minding my own business. After work, two friends and I headed to Pussy Power at Trump Tower (a rally organized in response to Donald Trump’s now infamous “grab them by the pussy” comment). It was warm, which was lucky, as I was wearing a borrowed tank top with a cat face on the front, accompanied by cat ears, and my sign: “Just because I move through public space does not mean my body is public space.”

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