Dear Director Feltri,
So much said of the men’s podium of Sanremo, but let’s also focus on the words of the artists who arrived on the podium. Lucio Corsi, an excellent songwriter, has made a reference to humility in a world of ostentation by enhancing the idea of weak and yielding man, a fragile man already attacked from all sides, who renounces being strong and valiant, as he instead recalls the His Greek etymology (Aner, Andros, that is, valiant). Yet another attempt (subtle?) To avoid being accused of “toxic masculinity”? And I ask for it as an almost octogenarian woman, convinced that the woman has now lost her refinement and man her stability! Brunori Sas also added something to the press conference in Sanremo, stating that the podium is male but there is no “patriarchal male”. And I smile and I think it’s a non -petita Excusatio.
Veronica de ‘Ubertiis
Dear Veronica,
I think that the men nowadays are frantically fenched in an attempt to provide an excess of tests, although not formally requested, to avoid the accusation of being sexist, violent, we could also say “healthy children of the patriarchate”, paraphrasing Elena Cecchettin, whose words are Stay married and enhanced by progressives. Moreover, the danger of being offending for them, that is, for males, is always lurking. We lead a sort of war to testosterone, to virility, to male characters, as if they were negative elements, to be eradicated as the cause of the evils of the world as well as abuse, persecutions, overwhelming. Hence the continuous ostentation, by the new generations of males, of a femininity that has taken the place of masculinity. The young people make up, wear a skirt, deploy, pass the nail polish on the nails in order to exorcise their being male, therefore guilty.
If the male today is the devil, here many choose to be no longer, that they are not really, not to define himself, to be but not too much, to be also a little females. And here is that the Sanremo stage becomes the perfect place in which to exhibit this new Tiepidine masculinity, pale, moderate, confused, to capture above all the favor of an infected audience by this feminist delirium, which identifies the damage in the foul, the root of the bad.
The humility, recalled by the singer who mentions, does not constitute a female virtue, but a human virtue, and is not the prerogative of the weak, but a symptom of strength and intelligence. Transforming certain values into quality and characteristics of the woman seems to me forced operation, especially if, on the other hand, we try to pass certain vices such as man’s peculiarities. Violence, for example, is not acted only by males, but also by females. Also the latter kill, beat, molestane, steal, delinquish in various ways, although today the totally false stereotype prevails of the woman always victim of “he” and never executioner.
Meanwhile, the girls, if on the one hand they reject masculinity, called “toxic”, on the other complain about the lack of initiative, the softness, the inability of protection, to offer security and stability, which distinguish the boys of the new millennium, i Which appear almost frightened by the idea of being males, they do not intend to run the risk of being misunderstood, misunderstood, labeled as molesters. Not wonderful. It is our culture, aimed at criminalizing the male, that has made it a fearful, crushing, undecided, hybrid, in extreme synthesis, without balls. We cut them.
Other than patriarchy! There was at least one residue we would not witness the massacre that was made of the old male, the one who did not fear to be hairy, to take the first step with a woman, to woo, to show himself proud to be what he is, what no longer Lecita, although women are taught that they must go proud of their femininity and have to enhance it. So I wonder: being females is right and being male is wrong? Being male is shameful and foul? Have really reduced to think so? And this ruthless battle to Testosterone where it will bring us, if not to the total incommunicability between the genres, the increase in separations, to solitude, to affective unhappiness, to relational united, to the exasperation of sexual confusion and, finally, to the extinction of the species?
Moreover, perhaps it is what we hope if, as happened last November, in a
Rai program The presenter asked ease with her guest, Gino Cecchettin, “What should we do to make the children, white males, children so there are less?”.
Well, maybe don’t reproduce us anymore?