Here is my story of a small action -- only an "evil stare" to interrupt rape culture. And this story shows how just saying where we work may make a difference. This story appears in my blog. This took place sometime in the mid-1980s while I was giving blood. As I was laying down with the needle in my arm, the male nurse asked me what I did for work. I responded that "I worked for the National Clearinghouse on Martial Rape." I was then surprised when he responded by saying "I practice that every night." Here I was laying down, feeling weak, and I heard this anemic rape joke. So I mustered all the energy I could and made my best effort to give him an evil stare. It seemed to work, as he apologized and we talked about why such jokes are troubling.