>According to Cindy Adams at the New York Post has a solution to us wymmn who’ve become to “litigious” (read: sensitive) about sexual harrassment. Adams said we should deal with it. She pokes fun at Adele Sammarco, a former reporter at New York 1 who lost a sexual harrassment suit, which she said was filed “all because her breasts were made fun of and some unwanted snake soul-kissed her, sticking his tongue down to her navel.”
She’s in her 40s. Hey, we’ve all been there. Those things happened to every one us in our earlier days. But that was before the world became so litigious. We’ve each endured some too tight hug or some slob whose hand wandered where it shouldn’t. Deal with it. That’s what we did in our younger, prettier days. Dealt with it. In some cases, sticking a pen in the guy’s lower belly and whispering politely, “Try that again, pal, and you’ll have to go to Emergency to pee,” worked just fine.
Yes, it worked just fine. During the heyday of the feminist movement, women entering the workforce had to deal with male chauvinist pigs who openly gawked at their bodies, openly made sexual jokes and bosses routinely threatened to fire women if they didn’t submit to sexual relations. Yes, Cindy. Things worked just fine.
Adams’ column gets a bit strange as she recounts some disturbing allegations of sexual abuse:
I was maybe 10. In a highly respected elderly doctor’s Upper East Side examination room. My mom had left for one second. His hands began examining what wasn’t there for examining. I pushed him away and never mentioned it to a soul. Not anybody. Until now. And I still remember his name.
I was maybe 16. The office of a theatrical agent who had a Tiffany reputation. He took me into a private room to test my voice. And what he looked to test was not my voice. I pushed him off and never mentioned it to anyone. Until now. And I still remember his name.
In whichever way we chose, we dealt with it. Calling a lawyer to say, “I’m suing because this guy laid his hands on me”? Oh, please, if that’s his only part he laid on you, get some nail extensions and inform Larry Lothario next time you’ll rake him like the leaves.
Deal with it.
Today sexual harassment’s against the law. But everything except crooked politicians and thieving bankers seems against the law. Three hardhat construction guys whistling at a girl whose dress is too low, too tight, too short could suddenly find themselves in Solitary Confinement. Our mayor outlaws whatever he doesn’t do. So, no smoking. No sugar, no salt, no carbs, no fats. One day he’ll declare sex is verboten. Until then — deal with it.
As an aside, Adams’ nonchalant feelings of what happened to her twice makes a mockery of what countless young girls go through everyday.
Adams’ fuhgetaboutit attitude towards sexual harassment mirrors the “boys will be boys” (notice I didn’t say men) attitude many in this country have regarding sex and the male species. While I understand how she feels about this country’s trigger-happy lawsuit tendencies, criticizing women for filing suit against boys and companies’ tolerance of sexual harassment is nothing short of silencing the problem of sexual harassment.
Women shouldn’t just “deal with it.” This country has laws protecting women and men against sexual harassment because our citizens got tired of “dealing with it.” Women have a right to go to work and not expect their co-workers to touch them or speak to them in an inappropriate manner. Men and employers do not have the right to condone or promote sexual harassment in the workplace.
What are your thoughts on Adams’ commentary?