A post-it note war on a windscreen showed that some men can’t park their hatred of women

November 7, 2026 — 4:00am

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“Hello! Just a friendly request. Your van is parked across two spaces and it’s hard to find parking in this street. Would you mind moving it a little forwards or backwards? Thank you! Have a nice day!”

The handwritten note was under the windscreen wiper of a white van. I said, “There’s a person after my own heart.” Readers will know my opinion of dickhead parking, and here was a fellow sufferer.

“A woman after your own heart,” my beloved observed. The shape of the handwriting, in purple texta, with balloony curves and a smiley face at the end to indicate that it really was a friendly request, indicated, she thought, a female hand.

I didn’t think much of this until a day later, when the note had been replaced under the windscreen wiper by another. “You make me sick. What you need is a GOOD F---. The world doesn’t revolve around people like you. If you want to say it to my face, come over.” Below this, the van driver left his address. His vehicle remained parked across the two spaces.

Antisocial hostility in the language of sexualised violence: my beloved wanted me to report it to the police. Hanging from the van’s rear vision mirror was a surf wax tag (“Sex wax”) and on the dashboard and front seat were piles of clothes. Work equipment was on the roof racks. Here we are in 2026, with male violence against women, random or targeted, finally reaching a threshold where the authority of the state must finally give force to protection, and a low-stakes neighbourhood........

© Brisbane Times