"Italy is not a country for women" . Angela Finocchiaro, spokesperson of the movement "If not now when" says with conviction. He has a sunny smile on her face that sets it apart, like the yellow sun in her hair. Behind him move women of all ages, young and mature, old and young girls. Move toward the future, united and determined. It 'an image that echoes in my head, the voice of calm Finocchiaro, her maternal gaze, the generosity of his spirit. The wall on which affects the peaceful battle cry of Italian women appear immaculate, the bit does not raise dust. Beautiful, I tell myself, just beautiful. Too much, not to hide the defect. Italy is not really a country for women? All men are addicted to easy sex, ready to grant favors in exchange for some deep sigh?
not want to think that Italian women are just escort, soubrette looking for visibility and uninhibited social climber. It is true that the Italian woman is only one object.
It 's a bit like the equation = pretty stupid.
Italian women are our grandmothers, their mothers, those who were alone at home, with a swarm of children to grow up, waiting for their men returned from the war. They are our mothers gave us a kiss in front of the front glass door of the school, while we sank in shame. Italian women are a reflection of frustration and incompleteness in the race relentlessly toward unattainable perfection.
Often I hear someone say "So young and already have a son. Brava!" . Brava? And why? I have thirty years, are a working woman, I have a family and a home. How many. Nothing special.
know the value of sacrifice, the weight of expectation, the commitment of dedication. When I read
escort and local councilors, I think that in Italy there are too hide behind the hypocrisy of indifference. It is not true that everything is as it seems. The scandals that rise to the surface these days are only the tip of the iceberg melted and formless that, deep down, still "maintains its crystalline nature.
I can not think of a woman, it all boils down to nightly parties lewd and pornographic.
Women should unite against those who leave the message that only in Italy do you career to cock strokes and legs outstretched. Especially since the first ones to run it, this message, your women are ready to sell to the highest bidder.
The problem is the education we have - or have - received to date. Really eighteen years he only thinks about sex, drugs and money?
These days an old school friend I was reminded of the years when we were on the edge of adulthood. Twelve years ago, not centuries.
None of us is done to strip for a living. Nothing is compromised. In many, mind you, professionals are made. We did it - and will continue to do it - we believe in ourselves, in what we do best, not we will stop at the first not to come.
And this demonstrates that women, those clean, honest ones, still exist.
It seems too easy to yell at people, unhappy with some jokes against journalists, against beauty misunderstood by their availability.
are women possess the scepter of power. We alone decide how and when to leave humiliate, humble, we first.
So women, we raise the cry of protest. Let us not miss the opportunity to demonstrate our value, let's stay together, composed, angry, combative, smiling, sensual. Because we are all these things together, and if one party dominates the other, if the corpo offusca la mente, siamo noi a perdere, non gli uomini. Loro si limitano ad approffittare della smania di potere e agio che sembra aver azzerato la dignità femminile. Sembra .
L'Italia è un paese per donne. Intelligenti, caparbie e moralmente oneste. E' il momento di dimostrarlo. Basta lamentarsi!
Tina Merlin, Maria Montessori, Rita Levi Montalcini, Federica Pellegrini, Valentina Vezzali, Anna Magnani, Sofia Loren, Dacia Maraini, Carla Fracci. Donne. Italiane.
A questo punto chi mi legge potrebbe pensare "Ecco, la solita racchia che difende le donne intelligenti perché non è bella" . Non è così. E' often because my good looks has attracted more interest, I say these things. One can resist. It should.
Barbara Greggio
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