I usually find myself turning the page or changing the channel when the topic is sexual harassment.  Not because I’m not interested, but because it makes me remember.  Not one incident, but innumerable incidents I really don’t want to recall.  Most were involved with bosses or people with power over my situation, doctors, editors, drivers, etc.  Most were not overwhelming in their use of physical force.  All of them were refused, but all of them creep into my nightmares.  

But although I do not find it possible to join demonstrations and only once signed a declaration disapproving the rights of arts to total sexual freedom (which got me cut off my column in Ha’aretz ) I sympathize wherever possible with victims of sexual pressure, and I’ve interviewed about it in the past, but I’ve never been totally active against it.  And in those days you did not complain.