Shame Less: A Protest Against Sexual Violence

2020 - Ongoing ~ Egypt

Shame Less is a documentary investigation of the matrix surrounding violence against women in Egypt. It aims at untangling the various factors and settings connected to gender-based violence: workplaces, homes, religion, the justice system, and the media, exposing the nuances of the worldviews and contexts that have culminated in the dismissal, normalization, or enactment of this violence.

Sexual violence is a pervasive universal problem with 1 in 3 women globally being subjected to it. Egypt, in particular, is a country where violence against women is extremely pervasive. According to a 2013 United Nations study, “virtually all Egyptian women have been victims of sexual harassment,” with 99.3 percent of the women surveyed in the study have been sexually harassed. The simple act of standing in the street can expose women to harassment and abuse of all kinds.

Last year, the Egyptian government committed to ending gender-based violence as part of the UN’s SDGs. We are yet to see this commitment being translated into compliance. Although Egypt has had its “#MeToo” moments, its effects have been rather transient, and its popularity has been limited to social media platforms where algorithms tend to create an echo chamber effect, resulting in the involvement of a limited audience in constructive conversation.

In December 2020, in response to the #MeToo wave that Egyptian women led in June of the same year, I decided to start this project. In protest and solidarity with other women against sexual violence, my initial intention was to fight the stigma that surrounds reporting sexual assault. The fact that more women are sharing their stories resulted in many of us realizing the magnitude of our ongoing, deep-rooted personal and collective traumas. This is especially the case when speaking up is punished by victim blaming, gaslighting, shaming, and, eventually, silence.

I have been verbally and sexually harassed in the streets, at home, and at work in Cairo, and I am enraged by the prevalence and normalization of the problem. In this first chapter, I want to spotlight the issue and fight the stigma around reporting assault.

This chapter of the project centers around Egyptian women’s stories of sexual violence in different public and private spaces in Cairo. The project is collaborative. I met the participants after doing a call-out on Instagram. In this chapter, I am layering the environmental portraits I made with the participants, with their handwritten text, and gold masking to protect their identities as per their request. The construction of the images reflects the shared journey and the evolution of my relationship with them, and with myself regarding the issue. It's a build-up of the narrative, and the dialogue between image and text was essential to navigating such a traumatic endemic issue.

Public Transport (Bus) “I am now 64 years old, when I was in university, I used to live in a hostel. At the end of each week, I used to go to my grandparents house. One day, while I was coming back from my grandfather house to the hostel, I got into a bus full of people. One of the men on the bus started moving towards me and standing very close and stuck himself to me. I felt something abnormal was happening. I felt ashamed of what happened to me”.
Walking Home "Walking home, a man on the street walked towards me and stroked my vagina. I just froze oﬀ and continued walking home" "Walking home from work. Teenager on a bicycle grabbed my chest and quickly cycled away before I could scream”.
In My Childhood Home "I was ten or eleven when this started happening. My cousin used to live with us and he is 10 years older than me. He would touch me occasionally in inappropriate ways when my mother and brothers were not around. I would wake up during the night to find him in my bed next to me touching me with his penis. As soon as I would wake up he would run away. I was too young I couldn't process it, I felt angry and scared. I felt I can't feel safe, not even at home. The hardest part was my parent's reaction or lack of reaction. I felt that I don't matter not even to my family".
Paying The Taxi “I was in the street bending over to pay a cab driver through the window, a man walking by touched my ass with his finger. I exploded into tears and went up to my house in silence”.
A Man With His Daughter “While I was in university, I was walking toward the train station with a friend heading home in the afternoon. An old man was walking his young daughter back from school bumped into me and grabbed my chest. Instead of supporting us, people in the street started saying “let him go.. you are proving that you are not well behaved”.
Chasing Pavements “While I was walking alone in a long street, a man in his fifties started following me with his car for a long period and making hand gestures for me to get into the car with him. I was afraid so I crossed to the other side of the road, so he went around with his car and continued to follow me saying “come in and I will satisfy you and give you what you want”. In fear of him getting close to me, I tried to walk away from the car and deeper into the pavement”.
In My Marriage “Intimate relationships are private, and they should be based on mutual love and feelings. However, my ex-husband didn’t consider feelings and foreplay that preceded that. I used to be sleeping and he would take off my clothes and get intimate as if he is raping me. I hated sexual and intimate relationships because I got hurt emotionally and physically. I used to tremble and get feverish from the psychological and emotional pressure. It was devoid of feelings and happened against my will”.
Driving My Car “While I was driving my car in Sphinx square, a microbus driver started cutting me oﬀ and saying, “come here so I would take care of you”. He came out of the microbus window and started to hit his car door aggressively with his hands. I continued driving until I saw a police checkpoint, thank god, and then I stopped and told him “come here then”, he was afraid from the police and drove away”.
Escaping Uber “On a typically normal day, I ordered an Uber for me and my friend to go out. While we were with the driver ine car, I started to notice changes in the movement of his hands and legs that were odd and very abnormal. I started getting worried and afraid so I texted my friend on “whatsapp” because she wasn’t aware, I texted her saying “I want to get out”. She started getting worried and shaking when she looked at him and realized that he unbuttoned his pants and started touching himself in a very inappropriate way. I was supposed to feel much safer than that, no one should ever feel this fear and shame”.
I Want To Live “It is impossible to think that any woman living in Egypt will one day walk in the streets without being verbally or visually harassed. It is extremely diﬃcult to believe that the places that where once safe are no longer possible for humans to safely live in, more like for animals, and a source of fear for women. So any woman living in Egypt is living a desperate and miserable life because
My Friend’s Father ‘I was at my friend’s house. While I was in the kitchen with her mother and father, suddenly he started tickling me around my waist. Some people might say that he is an old man and just kidding, but no, for me this is harassment”.
Street Scene "I was coming out of my car with my sister under our house where there was a group of boys hanging around. My sister wasn’t vailed at the time, she had highlights in her hair, and wearing a dress. I was afraid that they would harass her. To my surprise, they started calling me names and making fun of my conservative clothes. They were very loud and clapping”.

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