March 8 ... A RAPE TRIAL OF AUDIENCE
... and here we are! We have reached 8 March 2009.
Among the many threads made for this memorable date, the one that most involved the Italians (and Italian) in the latter period was the question "Rapes".
Not a day passes that somewhere in Italy do not consume an act so horrible. Here, from this point of view, I am absolutely agree: rape should be condemned without ifs or buts.
said that, I now hasten to point out that today we are witnessing a spectacle of horror. Already very popular in the late '800, around the '40s and '50s had given way to a more staid neo-realism able to outline the facts with measured ostentation, to recur to us under a new guise: the glittering dress sequin intended for special occasions. In short, stupid, and idiots who do not have it.
These days, tam-tam in the wake of recent (alleged) events, there is in fact who is enjoying riding the wave. This is the case of Christine Del Rio, but I'm willing to bet that it is not the only one.
The girl, interviewed by D'Urso, tells of have been segregated and raped for three days. Strange to say the news media has been inserted into the meatloaf with great success ... so, happened to be in the right place at the right time. Toh, but that looks delicious coincidence?!
Let us pause a moment and try to think about it.
I have often wondered "if" and "when" we can talk about rape. I know, this question does not arise at all linear, but we must try to understand things and this mainly because, for one thing, one thing is clear: when it comes to rape the woman has to say. In short, everything depends on the perception of women ... all depends on how we rework the that probably was the fuck of the century, or the most boring waste of time. The question
rapes hover more or less a series of stereotypes, both fixed and granite so as not to allow an objective perspective.
The first is that the nature of the victims. Here, according to this scheme, the woman is always the victim and the man is always the perpetrator. And this pattern repeats itself as a perfect machine in each situation as a photocopy is not dissimilar from the original, no one put at least a reasonable doubt about the whole thing. As a result of this, it is clear that only a woman has to "lose" and that is just the man a “guadagnarci”. L’icona della vittima, ne converrete, ha poi un certo fascino: ispira quasi tenerezza e senso di protezione. Sarà per questo motivo che ci diciamo disgustate da questa pratica e immaginiamo acriticamente che se qualcosa è avvenuto è solo colpa dell’uomo, dei suoi bassi istinti e non già della qualità delle nostre mete. Noi donne sappiamo – e qui che gli uomini falliscono – che se è vero che l’uomo è cacciatore per indole, la donna è sicuramente puttana, perché sicuramente la voglia di figa del maschio e direttamente proporzionale alla voglia di cazzo delle femmine. Apriti cielo!!!
Sia chiaro qui non si tratta di far pendere l’ago della balance to one side or the other, but some claim that all men are violent and all women are victims, amounts to an error not entirely dissimilar to what we could do if we assumed the opposite.
The second stereotype - widely abused in Christian cultures - is one in which the woman think of sex as a mere instrument reproduction ... which is exactly how a false claim that men think about their pea piss. According to this model iconography, the woman - once you put children into the world - in a sense restored the ancient splendor of a virgin time, sublimating all his human desires into beautiful homemade cakes delicious products for your home or crochet. To say that the realization of women along the line of sewing threads Cantoni Coats and the pound of flour and organic eggs, while the men - not having produced anything personally significant, if not a bunch of tadpoles crazy - continue undeterred to seek an empty container to be filled every two to three. Other
stereotype instead invests the set of justifications. In fact, if a woman's mind to man "right" to be put pregnant man does not commit any crime, while the man who has nothing to give except a healthy and gorgeous fuck has 99% chance of being denounced as a rapist. In principle, man is certainly rapist if he has the bank account is empty or if it has a television program in which the presenter to make them. Since in Italy we are fanatical statistics, we try to make room on the type of mind-rapist type. I would say that without being there to do large studies, it is usually an extra / Italian and still nothing of a lieutenant. If adequate compensation there should be a man, she certainly would not have to complain about. I mean, who spit in the hand that feeds? How many women have gone out of bed as many men for their own interests? Do not lie about this ... you have fair play not to, is not credible. No really!
Prostitution il darsi a cottimo per raggiungere uno scopo, sconvolge solo i pii custodi della morale più oscena, o quei gretti puritani che preferiscono risolvere questo tipo di questioni in casa propria. Strano a dirsi, infatti, nessuno/a ammette di aver colto l’occasione d’oro e di essere arrivato/a solo in base alla proprio talento. Il talento, per quel che riguarda la mia personale prospettiva, oggi è cosa assai trascurabile… altrimenti non si capirebbe il proliferare di personaggi ameni che vantano zeri prima e dopo la virgola.
L’ultimo stereotipo è invece quello tipicamente femminile che riguarda il concetto di opportunità, ovvero del perché una donna si ritenga legittimata a denunciare l’atto come stupro. Al di là di tutte le possibili motivazioni, va precisato che – come in tutte le cose - è sempre la donna che decide. È la donna che decide “se” e “perché” si sia trattato di stupro, e l’onere della prova del contrario ricade sempre sul maschio. Il punto è , infatti, non tanto che la donna provi davanti ad un tribunale che sia trattato di uno stupro, quanto che l’uomo abbia le prove che non si sia trattato di questo.
La donna dal canto suo può infatti sfoderare un immaginario incredibile pari solo a quello di Tinto Brass. Stando così le cose, per esempio, potrei tranquillamente costruire la scena di uno stupro senza aver minimante esserne stata vittima… tanto i copioni sono tutti uguali. Nel volete una prova? Eccola!!!
Lei arriva al commissariato di polizia dopo essersi iniettata gli occhi con il profumato olezzo di una generosa cipolla bionda. Poi, fingendo, un opportuno singhiozzo, dirà alla psicologa del cazzo di essere stata abusata nel seguente modo: dopo aver accettato il passaggio da uno sconosciuto apparentemente gentile, è stata condotta in un boschetto e lì – senza alcuna possibilità di sorta – a dovuto subire violenza. L’en-plein viene realizzato con l’esibizione di una generosa macchia di sperma sulla mutandine o sul luogo delle presunte sevizie. E vissero tutti felici e contenti.
Ne sono certe, tutte/i coloro che credono ciecamente stereotypes in the above-stated, I speak for a woman cynical and insensitive. And besides that I know of the rape? I've never tried it personally?
Perhaps you might not, but one thing is certain: in recent years we have learned strangely bizarre behavior, first of all what makes us cry in front of a movie, because it seems in its emotional potential, but at the same time that separates us assumption that reality can be distorted. In short, it is entirely legitimate for a person recites in a movie, but it is ironic that the same can do it in reality ... and this is because the demand is spontaneous is: why would or should have? Why lie? There is an interesting yellow
Agatha Christie published under the title of "The ABC Murders" which in my opinion fully reflect the quality of my doubts. I'll summarize briefly: A mysterious serial killer is attracted to the idea of \u200b\u200bkilling his victims in the alphabetical order, by connecting the initials of the victims to the place of the murder, for which the first victim is named Alice Asher and is killed in Andover etc.. Apparently the victims are not connected to each other if not by the logic of the assassin. Upon reaching the fourth murder, that of the letter D, the mystery is cleverly revealed by Poirot: in fact, the murderess is not interested in all the victims, but only to those whose initials with the letter C. What happens in reality? The murderess to mislead the police, a murder among others, so that the motive is not due to perverse mentality of a madman.
Where, in fact, you can hide a personal motivation if not in the middle of a group of apparently similar reasons? So where can camouflage a false rape if not in the midst of other rapes? It takes very little, you know, to pass a fuck rape story ... it all depends on who makes it, and the narrative similarities with those of a real rape. And besides, who could prove otherwise? The answer is: none. No one could counter.
Caution I'm not saying that all rapes are simulated, but it is also true that there are people who are wallowing in this situation largely characterized by illogical scaremongering. And in fact, at this period of "alarm rapes, rapes that seem to increase as one would expect that as a result of an institutional hypercontrol these tend to decrease. It is not reasonable to expect that if a thief knew that in a certain house there is an alarm, or implicitly discouraged to take a theft?
and then try to square the circle. Why Miss Del Rio is to tell your story? Why should he do so, because its now, why us? Does she want to denounce the (alleged) harasser? He wants to maybe be the bearer of a problem? No, none of this, what do we know ed'altronde. For us his story could have been invented ... neither more nor less than the tale of Pretty woman, we like to think that it may be likely that one day ... can happen to the same thing. From prostitutes to princesses. The dream of all. But alas
likely never means true ... just about plausible.
One thing however is absolutely true: Miss del Rio has earned a crack in the crowded world of idiots ready to do anything ... and if you're lucky pay someone to cut the inaugural ribbon at the opening of a local supermarket.
So, cheers to the male strippers, equal opportunities and acacia! The mimosas were extinct at the beginning of the century.
Hurrah women! Take good and not bad if I join you.
Amanda
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