3:37 am on a friday night i pace restlessly as layer upon layer of conflicting emotion flows turbulently through. 'put them down on paper. get them out of your head.' the owl advices. the night is his.
nauseous. i feel incredibly nauseous hearing that even as protests were happening in delhi around the brutal rape and murder - more rapes were being reported in the city. i feel as if these men don't give a damn and feel that despite all the protests nothing would change and that they would get away with anything.
nauseous. i feel incredibly nauseous hearing that even as protests were happening in delhi around the brutal rape and murder - more rapes were being reported in the city. i feel as if these men don't give a damn and feel that despite all the protests nothing would change and that they would get away with anything.
then hopeful to see the few reports coming in of men, including politicians, being arrested for rape and policemen for mishandling rape cases. praying hard that this lasts long and goes deep because normally justice takes so long and people slip through the corrupt systems so easily.
furiously angry when i hear that one of the accused, the seventeen year old, is likely to be tried in a juvenile court, and could possibly get out in 2 or 3 years. this alpha male will surely gain a following and do this again i think. he ripped out the intestines of the young woman it said. i wanted to rip out his.
grateful reading about petitions started by people in other countries that have pressed their country people to keep the pressure on the indian govt to change laws, fast track justice and offer more protection to women. the world needs to act as one.
disgusted by articles i read by other countries that said 'oh, that's india, we are not like that'. then thankful for the articles i read that have examined the appalling statistics of rape and low conviction in their own countries. from everything i am reading it seems this problem exists everywhere. sexualised violence against women is normalised, tuned out and not taken seriously in more places than i thought possible. ghastly and terrifying - i feel like the world is slipping into a dark age.
furiously angry when i hear that one of the accused, the seventeen year old, is likely to be tried in a juvenile court, and could possibly get out in 2 or 3 years. this alpha male will surely gain a following and do this again i think. he ripped out the intestines of the young woman it said. i wanted to rip out his.
grateful reading about petitions started by people in other countries that have pressed their country people to keep the pressure on the indian govt to change laws, fast track justice and offer more protection to women. the world needs to act as one.
disgusted by articles i read by other countries that said 'oh, that's india, we are not like that'. then thankful for the articles i read that have examined the appalling statistics of rape and low conviction in their own countries. from everything i am reading it seems this problem exists everywhere. sexualised violence against women is normalised, tuned out and not taken seriously in more places than i thought possible. ghastly and terrifying - i feel like the world is slipping into a dark age.
constantly in a burning rage thinking of the many sexist holy books, myths and folk/fairy tales that have defined the structures of indian and so many other cultures. what kind of higher authority would say that a man was superior to a woman? when will the shift to an egalitarian world happen?
incredibly proud that indians are willing to examine our culture and spell out the gender fault lines clearer than before. we fight, we argue, push our opinion forward aggressively, listen to others, find some common ground. also pleased how when ministers or other idiots make sexist and nonsensical statements - they are challenged with such intelligent wit.
...and the last news i read today makes me descend into despair again. the young man also traumatised by the men has finally spoken about his experience. and his description makes me want to vomit.
how do i hold all these contradictory impressions and emotions and not feel like a rubber ball flattened by a tank? but now they are here and perhaps a restless sleep will claim me.
incredibly proud that indians are willing to examine our culture and spell out the gender fault lines clearer than before. we fight, we argue, push our opinion forward aggressively, listen to others, find some common ground. also pleased how when ministers or other idiots make sexist and nonsensical statements - they are challenged with such intelligent wit.
...and the last news i read today makes me descend into despair again. the young man also traumatised by the men has finally spoken about his experience. and his description makes me want to vomit.
how do i hold all these contradictory impressions and emotions and not feel like a rubber ball flattened by a tank? but now they are here and perhaps a restless sleep will claim me.
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