Welcome to the bobu arena
This isn’t a blog for safe little tips or polite conversations. In the bobu Arena, we call it like it is. Fear, harm, and neglect are real and waiting for someone else to fix them isn’t an option. Step in. Speak up. Take control.
"Safe" has become the easiest lie to tell. Say the words, stick up a poster, write a policy.
Meanwhile people are constantly calculating: Can I hold hands here? Mention my partner? Be myself? Despite the policies, the posters, the rainbows - the calculating never stops.
I'm Luciana. Nick and I built bobu because we kept hitting this wall - places and people claiming safety while delivering nothing when it actually mattered.
So we built tools that actually work. Not policies. Practice.
For individuals: Take control of your safety with the bobuSHIFT. Practice until it becomes muscle memory.
For venues, businesses, and organisations: Train staff to notice distress and offer help first.
Two approaches. One outcome: safety through practice, not promises.
The arena works like this:
We call out the gap between claimed safety and actual safety. Across all of it.
Venues that think good intentions equal protection. Relationships where "I love you" comes with conditions. Families where acceptance is conditional on silence. Workplaces where diversity statements mean nothing when tested.
Different contexts. Same standards. One voice.
Sometimes we're talking to venue owners who think a poster is enough. Sometimes, we're talking to people navigating relationships where their identity gets weaponised. Sometimes we're talking to parents who are "processing" while their kid wonders if home is safe.
Different fights. Same principles: stop performing safety, start practising it.
We're not here for comfort. We're here to make safety real and visible.
Life is the practice
Next post: Why "we've always been a safe space" just means "don't ask questions."
Read it or don't. But stop pretending posters equal safety.
