We read that the famous comedian Louis C.K. had a habit of masturbating in front of women, that the famous political analyst Mark Halperin shared that habit and that the famous film producer, Harvey Weinstein, got a kick out of that kind of masturbation, too.
But not all flashers are famous. I have seen many stranger penises in my life, appearing from behind a tree in a park, from behind a parked car at a railway station or from around a dark street corner at night. They have all wanted me to look at them, insisted on it, while shaking and shivering.
Louis C.K. defended his masturbation habit by stating that he did ask the women if using their bodies as a visual aid for his masturbation was AOK with them. But most flashers do not ask for permission. It is for those of us who are used as visual masturbation aids to adjust, to accommodate.
I was young when I learned the rules for that accommodation: Avoid, ignore and rationalize.
Avoid: Don't cross the park on your way to school! Don't linger around the bus station or railway station! Don't choose a poorly lit street on your way home from a late night college class!
Ignore Pay no attention to the flasher! Pretend that you haven't seen him! He wants attention so deprive him of it.
Rationalize: The flashers have a mental illness. Besides, they are only asking that you watch, they are not going to rape you. They are nothing, a minor annoyance, something easily ignored in a world where most of the avoidance advice is really meant to stop someone from raping you. So the flashers are not making you change your life that much. Poor damaged men, they are very lonely and have no other outlet for their desires. Besides, we all see people urinating and defecating outside in the public space. This is not really any different.
So it went. And of course much of the advice I was given was correct. It wasn't just because of the flashers that crossing the park at night was not a good idea, and having to accommodate public masturbators didn't turn out to be the worst case of sexual harassment or assault I had yet to experience. But thinking of this particular type of sexual harassment can be enlightening:
I was an undergraduate, eating an omelet for lunch at a cafe near the university, seated by a window that looked over a backyard. Suddenly I saw a man standing behind that window, in that yard, masturbating, hard, while watching the fork entering my mouth. He ejaculated.
For some reason I saw red, entered the kind of red rage I have felt only three times in my life. I chased the man down the street. Luckily I didn't catch him, because I had no idea what I might have done. I returned to my lunch and couldn't eat any more of it.
What caused that red rage? Perhaps the fact that I had followed all the rules, taken all the advice, and yet I was exposed to someone else's masturbation. I was used as a pornographic aid for wanking off, while eating lunch in bright daylight, and nobody had asked for my permission. And this was just how things were, pretty much, a minor inconvenience, while others had much worse to endure.
Speaking of rage, the Rolling Stones writes:
Alexandra Katehakis, sex therapist and clinical director at the Center for Healthy Sex, tells Rolling Stone that pressuring someone to watch you masturbate is not about sex. "It's not so much a sexual act as it is an act of violence," she says. "What the person is getting off on is the humiliation of their target. It's eroticized rage, expressed in a way that's really sadistic. And the reaction they're getting is arousing to them because it's all about power and control."
Why someone would commit a non-violent sexual assault such as flashing, rather than a physically violent act like groping or rape, is largely because of self-imposed boundaries. "Typically, a non-violent offender won't cross that line. Rape is a more pathological act and more criminal. Exhibitionism is a lewd conduct charge; rape is a felony," she says. "We could say the exhibitionist has more impulse control."
More impulse control. That is good, right? It's about power and control and eroticized rage and turning another human being into an object, but at least there is no physical violence.
And so it goes.