Grace Under Fire: Women in Media Shouldn't Have to 'Ignore' Abuse

"I thought I was so hardened to the abuse," writes Sarah Spain.

BySARAH SPAIN
April 28, 2016, 3:11 PM

— -- Sunday morning, I drove to a loft space in Chicago's Ukrainian Village neighborhood to film a PSA called "#MoreThanMean" about the harassment of female sports reporters. It was for a project organized by my fiancé's friend Brad Burke, one of the founders of the Just Not Sports podcast. He asked me and fellow Chicago sportswriter Julie DiCaro to participate in a video wherein everyday guys would read aloud some of the mean tweets we'd received online.

He wanted to use the video to remind people that for those being harassed, this is an everyday issue, not just the outrage du jour every few months when a podcast or website shines a light on it.

Easy enough, I thought. I've heard every insult in the book. They hardly faze me anymore.

But the guys tasked with reading the awful tweets, Facebook posts and Reddit comments hadn't yet seen them and had no idea what they were in for. As they struggled to say the words like "b----" and "c---" and read sentiments like, "I hope your boyfriend beats you," their hands shook, they began to sweat and they squirmed in their seats. Every single one apologized to me after reading the comments, wondering aloud how anyone could possibly think such awful things, never mind type and send them.

I thought I was so hardened to the abuse, after years of expecting and accepting it, that the exercise wouldn't be too tough. But with every new man who sat down and struggled to get through the words, I felt myself nearing tears. Partly because I really heard the words for the first time when they were said aloud, and partly because I wanted to hug these men, these strangers who were so uncomfortable, and sad, and broken up about the awful things they were being asked to put out into the world. These awful things they were being asked to say right to my face.

"I'm having trouble looking at you when I'm saying these things," one man said to me. And I was having trouble looking at him while he said them.

Usually when I see a threat or insult online, I simply block the user and move on. I don't share it, I don't respond to it and I don't give it much thought. After years of working in the sports industry, I've grown accustomed to being insulted and threatened for something as simple as an opinion on a player or a game. But sometimes, if I'm feeling feisty, or angry, or bored, or sick and tired of reading this stuff over and over again, I'll respond.

I'll retweet the comment, fire back something defending myself or chastising the awful words directed at me. And almost without fail, a handful of people will tweet back at me, telling me, "Don't feed the trolls" or "Ignore it." The worst of the bunch suggest that women who don't like the harassment should quit their jobs if they're not willing to endure the abuse.

While I understand that it's best not to give online harassers the attention they so desperately crave, it's difficult to ask women being regularly harassed to internalize the hate and venom spewed at them. Instead of bemoaning a world in which it's OK to tell someone to "get raped," our culture demands that the victims of the abuse take it in, digest it, own it and say nothing.

We ask that they "ignore it" as their timeline fills up with anger, sometimes preventing them from engaging in conversation with co-workers and peers, sometimes discouraging them from sharing opinions or speaking truths about controversial issues.