Last week I must have made a mistake and quoted
Hannah Arendt
when the reflection was from
Concepción Arenal
, as a reader warned me .
The fact is that I have not found the quote and, now, I doubt that it is from either of the two.
The idea itself, in any case, could probably be assumed by both: she said that if everyone is guilty of something then nobody is guilty of anything.
Then I was fantasizing about the idea that
Simone Weil
and
Simone de Beauvoir,
who were born a year apart in the same city, Paris, would be friends, and they would have a coffee with milk in one of those Parisian cafeterias whose chairs only face the front, like the ones I, at least, have also seen in Morocco, where only men sat on them.
Walking past, for someone modest like me, has not been easy on any of the trips I have made to this country, but the truth is that I never felt harassed either.
I remember when my university friends and I were in
Italy
on Erasmus and the Third Millennium was just beginning.
Almost all of us were Basque and one of them,
Olatz
, she told us after a day's walk in
Rome
: «For God's sake, take advantage, when they treated you like this in
Bilbao
, eh, when», referring to the way in which the Italians addressed us.
And the truth was, never.
It also seemed to me, last month in the
Milan
subway, that men still looked at women with impudence and without shyness, while here it's not that they don't look at them but rather, directly, nobody looks at anyone.
We Spaniards are quite rancid, really.
I have no idea what is happening in the nocturnal world of the youngest, where
alcohol and drugs also
play a role , but it is enough to look at the data on how they relate to each other to verify that
misunderstood love is perpetuated
.
It is also hard for me to assimilate that a song by
Shakira
It can be a feminist, or it can be a feminist to insult each other as the leaders of our feminisms insult each other.
I say feminisms and I already choke and get lazy.
Because women cry and they also bill the cake of time.
And both are great.
What I want to say is that, for me, "boys don't cry, they have to fight" by Miguel Bosé
and "women don't cry, women bill"
are at the same level , but they have more than two
decades apart.
It all sounds pretty old to me, like from another century.
And it would never seem right to me that Hombres G changed the lyrics of
Sufre, mamón, give me back my girl...
I don't know if you understand me:
women can think beyond our gender -for some, perhaps I should say sex- and even beyond feminism
and this should even be necessary at this moment because this, lately, is not understood: it is the same feminist to wear a veil as not to wear it, to defend the abolition of prostitution or to consider that it is a job, to say surrogacy or
surrogacy
for talk about the same thing without seeming so, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
That's it: if everything is feminist, perhaps nothing really is.
And perhaps an 8M of true reflection would not hurt us.
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March 8
Feminism
Articles Rebeca Yanke