My friend told me a story of his based grandfather in the 50s/60s (possibly his great grandfather but idc). He was the professor of a women's University for chemistry. Back then, the classrooms were often segregated (still the case in many colleges). It was mandatory for all chemistry students to rinse their eyes and shower after lab. The shower room was a wide open room with no curtains or stalls, just multiple showerheads. Given that this was before the woke feminist #metoo crap, the male professor had full authority to "inspect" the shower room and ensure the safety of the women showering.
He would go in every single day and just stare at their naked bodies showering, and they couldn't do jack shit about it. I don't know how much of this is hyperbole, but according to my friend, he would openly make comments like "ohhhh yeah baby oh yeahhhhh!" and "damn, I love my job". Back then if the women complained about something like this, they'd be considered whiners. Now they'd be considered assaulted victims or something.
He would go in every single day and just stare at their naked bodies showering, and they couldn't do jack shit about it. I don't know how much of this is hyperbole, but according to my friend, he would openly make comments like "ohhhh yeah baby oh yeahhhhh!" and "damn, I love my job". Back then if the women complained about something like this, they'd be considered whiners. Now they'd be considered assaulted victims or something.
