"Qui c’è chi inganna l’attesa e chi inganna sé stesso. Chi inganna la persona a fianco (che la conosca o meno), nascondendo ansia e paura per la lontananza futura o felicità per la liberazione da una presenza non gradita. Non sono le valigie a pesare ma i pensieri dei viaggiatori che, da una parte all’altra della stazione, corrono per non perdere un’occasione. Magari l’ultima della vita. Ma c’è anche chi si trascina lentamente sperando che il treno sia già partito per perderla di proposito e maledire ad alta voce quel momento, benedicendolo nel profondo del cuore. C’è chi spera che sia in ritardo per poterci ripensare almeno un’altra volta, guardandosi indietro senza voltarsi, per ridurre la tentazione forte di uscire da lì. Mentre io sto qui seduto aspettando che appaia il numero del binario, osservo con falso distacco questo girone infernale di anime in continuo movimento per chissà cosa o chissà chi"

Dodici righe

"Del mio passaporto mi piacciono le pagine dei rinnovi e i timbri dei visti rotondi/triangolari/verdi /quadrati/neri/ovali/rossi; dell’immagine che ho di Buenos Aires il traghetto sul Riachuelo, plaza Irlanda, i giardini di Agronomía, certi caffè che forse non ci sono più, un letto in un appartamento di calle Maipú quasi sull’angolo con avenida Córdoba, l’odore e il silenzio del porto a mezzanotte d’estate, gli alberi di plaza Lavalle"

Omaggio a Julio Cortazar

vasundharasingh:





WHO I AM AND WHERE I LIVE
Having studied in a university in London and being from the “exotic subcontinent of Incredible India” I have answered a lot of questions about home. Some from curious mates others from seriously uninformed individuals. No, I didn’t ride an elephant to school, yes, there are cows on the road, no, ‘Hindu’ isn’t a language, yes, I eat curry for most meals, no, you’re questions aren’t irritating….most of the time. I usually have a coy smile and quick retort to anything thrown at me but the one question that left me at a loss for words was “why do Indian men rape?”. Seems like an unlikely question for someone to ask? If you put in “why do Indian…” in the Google search bar the most frequently asked question happens to be exactly this embarrassingly valid question. As a student in a foreign country who has been subjected to this question I can say I am ashamed.
So today I am writing. Writing, not because I feel like a drop in the ocean of articles on this topic will end those horrifying crimes women in India face, but because writing is probably more productive and socially acceptable than shouting at the next man I see letching at me on the streets, which lets admit, will be the short walk from this office desk to my car parked across the road.
My friend says, “some stare for less time, some stare for longer, but everyone stares”, my mom says, “you can’t spend the night there, it’s always the people you least expect”, dad says, “take the jacket you can take it off later when you reach the party, it’s better to be safe then sorry”. Even though I have gotten used to hearing this, I have learnt to deal with it because I know they come from a place of concern. What makes my blood boil is what many of our political leaders have to say. On the issue of increasing sexual violence in cities, Ramsewal Paikra (Chahattisgarh’s home minister) stated, “No one commits rape intentionally” while Abu Azmi (President of the Maharashtra branch of the the Samajwadi Party) said, “even the women are guilty”. Mulayam Singh has his own explanation: “boys will be boys…they make mistakes” and the RSS’s Mohan Bhagwat takes the cake by explaining to the world that “Rapes occur in India, not in Bharat”. Sitting at home is not the right thing to do but neither is going out at night, or wearing a short skirt, or going out with boys, or going out without the protection of boys and according to the Haryana Khap Panchayat neither is eating Chowmein as it leads to hormonal imbalance, which then leads to rape[1]. As a girl just trying to live in a metropolitan city in India I can say I am not right.
The attitude of men in India undeniably plays a major role in the second hand citizen treatment women in India get but it is an incomplete argument. Member of Maharashtra State Women’s Commision, Asha Mirje’s comment about Nirbhaya being responsible for her own rape clearly demonstrates that this problem is pan gender[2]. Asha Mirje suggested that women invite rape through the way they dress and behave and therefore should share the blame for these incidents. Every time a woman in a position of power makes comments like these it discredits the entire cause of women empowerment. The December 2012 incident seriously puts the alarming high rates of crime against women in the limelight. Since then the number of cases getting media coverage has increased, the attention given to these crimes in the government has increased and the measures taken, effective or ineffective, to fight this problem have increased as well. Comments like that of Asha Mirje seriously disgrace the position of women in society and dishonour the entire women empowerment movement in India. As an activist working tirelessly for women empowerment in India I can say I am disappointed.
Reading the newspapers is becoming like a never-ending horror story. Every day the headlines have some new statistics. The most recent and probably the most concerning ones are those about crimes against women. It is not that I am unaware of the evils present in the society today or that without media coverage I, among others, living in this country would not be conscious of these incidents. But reading them in black and white, broken down to statistics, has a different kind of impact. Rape cases in Delhi have doubled since 2012, 706 cases were reported that year while 1,330 were reported in 2013[3]. Even molestation charges have quadrupled with an enormous increase in cases of eve teasing, kidnapping and abduction[4]. The Nirbhaya rape case led to Delhi being recognised as the rape capital, but these cases are predominant countrywide. Ruth Manorama, an active member of society working to improve the position of Dalit’s in the Indian community,  commented on this realisation by stating, “It is not a north India phenomenon; it is an all India phenomenon”[5] . The year of 2013 witnessed child rapes in Karnataka double, [6]while the highest number of rape cases in 2009-20011 was recorded in Madhya Pradesh at the sky-high number of 9,539[7]. The most horrifying of all is the total number of rape cases reported and recorded in 2009-2011, which was 68,000 while the conviction rate was a mere 16,000[8]. Reading these statistics in the newspaper everyday makes me fear for the women in my family. At the risk of being overprotective I hear myself telling them not to go out late, to not go out alone, or not go out at all. As a man in the city, as a brother in the city, as a husband in the city, I can say I am fearful.
I am not a woman. I am not a man. I am not an activist nor a victim. Today I am writing this article as a citizen. A citizen of a country, that has much to offer to the world of tradition, culture, technology, sports and science. I can talk politics at the dinner table. I can play cricket with a passion only seen in the streets of Delhi. I can write poetry and appreciate art. What I can’t do is explain. I can’t explain why my country, once known for Mango’s, classical dance, street food and Bollywood, is now known for rape.
[1]http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Haryana-khap-blames-consumption-of-chowmein-for-rapes/articleshow/16829882.cms
[2]http://uk.reuters.com/article/2014/01/29/uk-india-rape-idUKBREA0S0P520140129
[3] http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/03/a-rape-map-of-india/
[4]http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/Delhi/rape-cases-double-molestation-up-4-times-in-delhi/article5298622.ece
[5]http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/03/a-rape-map-of-india/
[6]http://www.newindianexpress.com/cities/bangalore/Child-Rapes-in-State-Doubled-Since-2012-Data/2014/07/01/article2308851.ece
[7]http://www.newindianexpress.com/cities/bangalore/Child-Rapes-in-State-Doubled-Since-2012-Data/2014/07/01/article2308851.ece
[8]http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/04/statistics-conviction-rates-for-rape-across-india/

vasundharasingh:

WHO I AM AND WHERE I LIVE

Having studied in a university in London and being from the “exotic subcontinent of Incredible India” I have answered a lot of questions about home. Some from curious mates others from seriously uninformed individuals. No, I didn’t ride an elephant to school, yes, there are cows on the road, no, ‘Hindu’ isn’t a language, yes, I eat curry for most meals, no, you’re questions aren’t irritating….most of the time. I usually have a coy smile and quick retort to anything thrown at me but the one question that left me at a loss for words was “why do Indian men rape?”. Seems like an unlikely question for someone to ask? If you put in “why do Indian…” in the Google search bar the most frequently asked question happens to be exactly this embarrassingly valid question. As a student in a foreign country who has been subjected to this question I can say I am ashamed.

So today I am writing. Writing, not because I feel like a drop in the ocean of articles on this topic will end those horrifying crimes women in India face, but because writing is probably more productive and socially acceptable than shouting at the next man I see letching at me on the streets, which lets admit, will be the short walk from this office desk to my car parked across the road.

My friend says, “some stare for less time, some stare for longer, but everyone stares”, my mom says, “you can’t spend the night there, it’s always the people you least expect”, dad says, “take the jacket you can take it off later when you reach the party, it’s better to be safe then sorry”. Even though I have gotten used to hearing this, I have learnt to deal with it because I know they come from a place of concern. What makes my blood boil is what many of our political leaders have to say. On the issue of increasing sexual violence in cities, Ramsewal Paikra (Chahattisgarh’s home minister) stated, “No one commits rape intentionally” while Abu Azmi (President of the Maharashtra branch of the the Samajwadi Party) said, “even the women are guilty”. Mulayam Singh has his own explanation: “boys will be boys…they make mistakes” and the RSS’s Mohan Bhagwat takes the cake by explaining to the world that “Rapes occur in India, not in Bharat”. Sitting at home is not the right thing to do but neither is going out at night, or wearing a short skirt, or going out with boys, or going out without the protection of boys and according to the Haryana Khap Panchayat neither is eating Chowmein as it leads to hormonal imbalance, which then leads to rape[1]. As a girl just trying to live in a metropolitan city in India I can say I am not right.

The attitude of men in India undeniably plays a major role in the second hand citizen treatment women in India get but it is an incomplete argument. Member of Maharashtra State Women’s Commision, Asha Mirje’s comment about Nirbhaya being responsible for her own rape clearly demonstrates that this problem is pan gender[2]. Asha Mirje suggested that women invite rape through the way they dress and behave and therefore should share the blame for these incidents. Every time a woman in a position of power makes comments like these it discredits the entire cause of women empowerment. The December 2012 incident seriously puts the alarming high rates of crime against women in the limelight. Since then the number of cases getting media coverage has increased, the attention given to these crimes in the government has increased and the measures taken, effective or ineffective, to fight this problem have increased as well. Comments like that of Asha Mirje seriously disgrace the position of women in society and dishonour the entire women empowerment movement in India. As an activist working tirelessly for women empowerment in India I can say I am disappointed.

Reading the newspapers is becoming like a never-ending horror story. Every day the headlines have some new statistics. The most recent and probably the most concerning ones are those about crimes against women. It is not that I am unaware of the evils present in the society today or that without media coverage I, among others, living in this country would not be conscious of these incidents. But reading them in black and white, broken down to statistics, has a different kind of impact. Rape cases in Delhi have doubled since 2012, 706 cases were reported that year while 1,330 were reported in 2013[3]. Even molestation charges have quadrupled with an enormous increase in cases of eve teasing, kidnapping and abduction[4]. The Nirbhaya rape case led to Delhi being recognised as the rape capital, but these cases are predominant countrywide. Ruth Manorama, an active member of society working to improve the position of Dalit’s in the Indian community,  commented on this realisation by stating, “It is not a north India phenomenon; it is an all India phenomenon”[5] . The year of 2013 witnessed child rapes in Karnataka double, [6]while the highest number of rape cases in 2009-20011 was recorded in Madhya Pradesh at the sky-high number of 9,539[7]. The most horrifying of all is the total number of rape cases reported and recorded in 2009-2011, which was 68,000 while the conviction rate was a mere 16,000[8]. Reading these statistics in the newspaper everyday makes me fear for the women in my family. At the risk of being overprotective I hear myself telling them not to go out late, to not go out alone, or not go out at all. As a man in the city, as a brother in the city, as a husband in the city, I can say I am fearful.

I am not a woman. I am not a man. I am not an activist nor a victim. Today I am writing this article as a citizen. A citizen of a country, that has much to offer to the world of tradition, culture, technology, sports and science. I can talk politics at the dinner table. I can play cricket with a passion only seen in the streets of Delhi. I can write poetry and appreciate art. What I can’t do is explain. I can’t explain why my country, once known for Mango’s, classical dance, street food and Bollywood, is now known for rape.

[1]http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/Haryana-khap-blames-consumption-of-chowmein-for-rapes/articleshow/16829882.cms

[2]http://uk.reuters.com/article/2014/01/29/uk-india-rape-idUKBREA0S0P520140129

[3] http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/03/a-rape-map-of-india/

[4]http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/Delhi/rape-cases-double-molestation-up-4-times-in-delhi/article5298622.ece

[5]http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/03/a-rape-map-of-india/

[6]http://www.newindianexpress.com/cities/bangalore/Child-Rapes-in-State-Doubled-Since-2012-Data/2014/07/01/article2308851.ece

[7]http://www.newindianexpress.com/cities/bangalore/Child-Rapes-in-State-Doubled-Since-2012-Data/2014/07/01/article2308851.ece

[8]http://blogs.wsj.com/indiarealtime/2013/01/04/statistics-conviction-rates-for-rape-across-india/

(via indian-things)

"AVVISO
Come deliberato nel Consiglio Direttivo del 27.06.2014, si comunica che tutti i servizi di Biblioteca, compresi Sala studio e lettura quotidiani, sono sospesi a partire da lunedì 7 luglio fino a data da destinarsi.
Dal 7 luglio, a Rovigo si sospende la cultura, per lo meno quella istituzionale, perché, per fortuna, la cultura va avanti e non si cura dell’inettitudine dei politici. L’Accademia dei Concordi emette un nuovo rantolo nella sua lenta agonia.
Nello stemma dell’Accademia dei Concordi a Rovigo il globo delle sfere celesti è disegnato secondo il sistema tolemaico, come a significare che quell’Accademia doveva rappresentare il centro della cultura polesana.
Il Comune di Rovigo (sia quando era “disinistra” sia quando è stato “diestremadestra”, sia ora che è “un sindaco più quello che riesce a non farsi scappare”) che mangia più polenta che cultura, dopo essersi fatto scippare da Padova la Fiera delle Parole per sostituirla con la Fiera della Caccia, ha poi lasciato le sorti del Palazzo che rappresenta la cultura polesana in mano a una Fondazione bancaria.
Una giunta comunale che si è spartita lo spartibile in quanto a poltrone di enti e partecipate, così attenta alle prebende che spettano ai fancazzisti della politica delle manovre oscure, è stata molto meno attenta alla richiesta di cura di un luogo che a qualcuno doveva pur interessare, coi suoi 300.000 volumi, con la sua preziosa raccolta di manoscritti e mappe antiche e la sua ricca pinacoteca. E a molta gente interessa quel luogo, infatti è prevista una manifestazione per il 7 luglio a Rovigo, sui social trovate anche pagine dedicate al problema dell’Accademia dei concordi. Il tag è ‪#‎nochiusuraaccademia‬.
All’esercito nessuno ha mai chiesto di essere produttivo, allo Sport nessuno ha mai chiesto di essere produttivo, per la cultura invece ci si pone sempre le solite domande: quanto costa? E quanto rende? Nessuno sa qual’è (sic) la camicia più venduta in Italia, ma tutti sanno qual’è (sic) il film che incassa di più, il libro che vende di più, il pittore più quotato. Siamo schiavi di un luogo comune che ha bandito i contenuti dalla cultura.
La cultura di un popolo è un patrimonio immenso, la curiosità di un giovane è una pianta da coltivare con cura, ma a questa giunta arraffona e raffazzonata nessuno l’ha ancora spiegato. Facciam contenti i cacciatori, almeno trattassero bene i cani…"

Natalino Balasso

"Per il resto sappiamo che il 58,3% degli uomini italiani non cucina, il 73,5% non apparecchia né sparecchia, il 70,5% non fa la spesa, il 98,6% non lava né stira…"

http://27esimaora.corriere.it/articolo/ma-se-lui-lava-i-piatti-perde-la-sua-virilita-squilibri-e-paradossi-del-lavoro-familiare/

(ho appena scoperto di stare con un mandrillo della Guinea)

mi paiono numeri messi un po’ a caso, in particolare quel 98,6. sarebbe interessante sapere come erano articolate le domande del sondaggio

(via anonpeggioredelmondo)

Sì infatti, nel mio caso neanch’io (la donna della coppia) lavo né stiro: lo fa la lavatrice e la stireria… inoltre voglio vedere quale uomo italiano, anche di vecchio stampo, non vada a fare la spesa se manca qualcosa o se, molto semplicemente, serve. Mah.

(Source: virginiamanda, via anonpeggioredelmondo)

"

Dal nulla sbuca fuori un tizio di nome Alessandro che come se ce ne fregasse qualcosa ci racconta che fa il barista nel locale di suo zio ma in realtà si è laureato in architettura sette anni fa. Purtroppo in questo paese infame e nepotista non guadagnava quanto guadagna lavorando al bancone, visto che lo zio gli da 2.000 euro al mese.

“Quanti anni hai?”
“43.”

Capisco così che una delle rose nel fitto bouquet delle inculate dei tempi in cui viviamo non è solo quanto è difficile farsi una vita professionale ma anche che nel momento in cui “la crisi” è diventata rito, ambiente e mondo di riferimento accettato con rassegnazione come il maltempo e gli editoriali di Ostellino, siamo entrati nel pieno della notte dove tutte le vacche sono nere e qualsiasi deficiente o fancazzista può dirsi vittima del sistema

"

Quit

Rumatera - La grande V

Pezzi di un certo livello

"L’idea era quella di raccontare parti di quell’enorme territorio pressoché vergine da un punto di vista giornalistico, quella parte d’Italia che abitiamo ogni giorno e che non viene mai rappresentata a meno che qualcuno non getti una bambina in un pozzo e un carabiniere non stermini la sua famiglia perché sua moglie Nunzia lo aveva lasciato per il salumiere. Mi interessava quello che sta nella terra di mezzo fra le dichiarazioni tutte uguali dei sottosegretari e i casi di cronaca morbosi. La vita umana, fondamentalmente"

http://www.vice.com/it/read/quit-quitaly

"Per sempre è composto da tanti ora."

—  Emily Dickinson (via avereunsogno62)

(via inveceerauncalesse)

"Per il resto sappiamo che il 58,3% degli uomini italiani non cucina, il 73,5% non apparecchia né sparecchia, il 70,5% non fa la spesa, il 98,6% non lava né stira…"

http://27esimaora.corriere.it/articolo/ma-se-lui-lava-i-piatti-perde-la-sua-virilita-squilibri-e-paradossi-del-lavoro-familiare/

(ho appena scoperto di stare con un mandrillo della Guinea)

"Se la vita ha un senso, deve essere il senso dell’umorismo."

Ratman - Leo Ortolani (via rebloglr)

(il punto in cui si inizia a citare Ratman è un punto di non ritorno, sappiatelo)

(via girodivite)

"

Quando ti ho visto

ho avuto un’idea brillante

è stato come se sentissi

da dentro un diamante

e il mio occhio guadagnasse

mille facce in un solo istante

basta un solo istante

ed hai amore sufficiente

"

Paulo Leminski (trad. mia)

"La vera notizia è che siamo diventati, in maniera che ormai sembra scontata e irreversibile, un popolo dominato dall’odio, dalla sublimazione rabbiosa e sproporzionata, incapace di provare un minimo di solidarietà per i giovani protagonisti di quello che, anche se molto ben pagato, è pur sempre un gioco, non la fine del mondo."

http://www.linkiesta.it/mario-balotelli-linciaggio-mediatico-quit

"

Quando avrò settanta anni
terminerà questa mia adolescenza

lascerò perdere la vita spensierata
e completerò la mia libera docenza

farò quello che mio padre vuole
cominciare la vita col piede giusto

farò quello che mia madre desidera
sfruttare le occasioni
di entrare nella società che conta
e portare a termine il mio corso di diritto

vedrò tutto con consapevolezza
quando finirà questa mia fanciullezza

"

Paulo Leminski (trad. Pierino Bonifazio)