Big thanks to Catherine for pointing us towards these incredible Tokyo posters about subway courtesy. I’m also super gleeful at the double meaning of the term “Space Invader.”
Big thanks to Catherine for pointing us towards these incredible Tokyo posters about subway courtesy. I’m also super gleeful at the double meaning of the term “Space Invader.”
I call this story: Triumph on the Q.
I was sitting on the train one evening, loaded up with a heavy backpack and some other junk. Across from me were two guys, sitting with their legs so far apart you could fit elephant balls in their pants. Not just any elephant balls, but the balls of an elephant who is suffering from elephantiasis. It was totally unnecessary, but I let it go because we were the only ones on the train.
But then more people boarded. And some more people. You could fit an entire obese person between these two dudes, but they seemed to be completely oblivious to the fact that there were scores of people standing all around them.
So, conundrum. Do I get up and give someone my seat, even though there is a PERFECTLY GOOD POTENTIAL SEAT JUST INCHES ACROSS FROM ME? Do I lean over and tell those guys that they need to move over for the sake of common decency? Luckily I didn’t have to make the call, because two women with huge bags got on the train, marched right over, and asked/told them to move. It was…amazing. If you look at the picture on the right, you can see how much freaking space was between those guys.
Ladies, you had bigger balls than those dudes thought they did. I salute you.
— Chally at Feministe
While the artist remains unknown, this image was generously donated by Audrey, a Jezebel commenter.
— Tunnel Vision; Women Feel Hemmed In By Space-Invading Men via The New York Times, November 14, 2000