Dear Feltri, my ideas diverge from yours, but I see this as an enrichment, a now rare commodity in the dichotomous dormocracy we are experiencing. I’ll get to the point: I’m listening to yesterday afternoon’s podcast episode of Fahrenheit and the host presented a song, Rebel woman, exalting this woman who rebels. So I’m wondering if there is still a woman who doesn’t feel this need to rebel, to be herself without having to burn clothes on the line, hammer pots or tear clothes in the wardrobe.
Well, this representation of a woman always as the one who breaks the chains, who conquers her spaces by wiping out different enemies every day, offers a narrative of their role as that of hysterics looking for walls to break down. Including those at home.
Daniele Mosconi
Funds
Dear Daniele
your reflection is very clear and timely. You have perfectly captured a grotesque and now prevailing trend: that of presenting rebellion as an obligatory form of existence, as the only acceptable moral code, especially if embodied by women, students, minorities, self-styled pacifists or committed artists. We have gone from the conquest of awareness to the glorification of conflict. From the pride of identity to the need to break down every symbol, every rule, every limit, even the healthy ones. Today it seems that to be a woman, you must necessarily rebel. If you don’t smash a plate, if you don’t raise your voice, if you don’t declare war on pots and pans, on motherhood, on the house and maybe even on the average Italian who smiles at you on the street, you are automatically repressed, dominated, not emancipated.
The result is that emancipation is no longer a conquest, but a fight. And freedom is no longer the thoughtful choice of a conscious existence, but the manifestation of a perennial and mostly ideological anger.
The same goes for the so-called peace protest. A peace that is shouted, threatened, imposed with violence: shouts, bars, graffiti on statues, slogans and verbal truncheons.
I ask myself: can someone who insults, devastates, beats up agents and wishes tumors on those who think differently can really call themselves pacifists?
No. That’s not peace, that’s anger disguised as a cause. It is sterile rebellion, disconnected from reality, the daughter of a culture that confuses law with delirium and activism with aggression.
A society that transforms rebellion into an absolute value is an immature society. Because if everything has to be torn down, then nothing is worth keeping. Neither the law, nor tradition, nor common sense, nor, paradoxically, freedom itself.
We need free women, yes, but
also shiny. Of young enthusiasts, but not fanatics. Of aware, not enraged citizens.
We need not more rebellion, but more responsibility. And that, dear Daniele, doesn’t make any noise. But it builds civilizations.