That's "victim shaming". When the female runners in my club were cautioned to not run alone at night after a spate of attacks, guess who they got mad at? The attackers? NOPE! The club coach giving the advice!
In keeping with that policy, I’m putting a salt shaker full of strychnine on my table and carrying rattlesnakes in my pockets from now on.
Let no one call me ‘moron.’