My week as a woman in Portland:
Max to PCC: man masturbating under a blanket.
Rose Quarter: man called me a bitch for not giving him money.
Freddies: followed to my car by someone clearly inebriated or on drugs.
Walked to Freddies a few days later: had to change my usual walking path due to a campers with their pit bulls living on the sidewalk where I usually walk.
Park: saw a man defecating and several men urinating.
Self-defense class: 30+ women, including high school and college female-identifiers, mothers, grandmothers, all with scary stories of unpredictable encounters with threatening men. Oh yeah, an elderly women found murdered in a car trunk (again).
Question: Is this what tolerance looks like, City Hall?