@glitterbag,
I never in my entire life cat-called anybody. I am a very shy man, truly, in these matters. I only speak dirty to my wife and can count on one hand's fingers the number of women I ever hit on. Those were the girls I really liked. Took me months in all cases.
I'm not guilty of cat-calling, nor even of any significant womanizing. Never was. I'm incapable of it, even if I wanted to. Sorry if that messes with your idea of a French man. As a matter of fact it goes against a lot of French
galanterie social programming.
As a result, the only times I ever got laid was when a woman asked me out. This includes my wife; God bless her daredevil honing on little me at that bar 27 years ago. It was clumsy and more than a little vulgar but it did the trick.
This brings me to an important point, IMO: the first step is the hardest. Someone got to do it but it's hard. People like me who rely on others to propose to them, because we don't dare do it ourselves, we often have a degree of tolerance for unwanted advances. In short, if it was not for a few girls that 'cat-called' me once in a while, I would never had any sex. So I'm grateful to them, and that extends to those who were not to my liking.
There is a social and personal cost in banning the expression of sexual desire. Beware what you wish for.