This one is the best. Have you never felt unsafe on the streets at night?
Was walking back to my car in Fitzroy late one night carrying the work laptop in a nice leather bag. Turned down a sidestreet on my usual route and there are three Africans walking towards me. OK I say to myself, keep going straight and take the next right. And damned if there aren't four more Africans coming from that direction! This is a couple weeks after
a murder (unsolved AFAIK) in Condell St where a cabbie was rolled for his takings around the same time of night. Do you think my heart didn't jump or I didn't start thinking about what to do if they pulled knives or jumped me?
I
shouldn't have had to feel unsafe as the price for working late, but if they'd stabbed me full of holes I would've had plenty of time to regret taking the dark streets instead of going the long way in the light down Smith St.
There have been other experiences of fear. Had my head kicked in as a teenager by some guy named Trevor in a case of mistaken identity. I might not be here if his mate hadn't pulled him away. True, I don't fear rape, but I'm wary of dark streets. It's different, but it's the same.