And why is it never a good idea to delete in bulk I had been struggling with my internet provider since moving to Italy. Mind you, the service came highly recommended by a dear friend, it cost a fraction of what I was paying in Australia and I was dealing with Marcello: charming, professional and […]
Read more "Unlocking 5,753 emails"Perchè me la prendo tanto con le donne che si lamentano del peso della maternità e dei lavori domestici? Photo by Pim Chu on Unsplash Ogni volta che sento una donna lamentarsi per i lavori di casa o perché si sente fagocitata dal suo ruolo di mamma, mi viene la tristezza. Da sempre. Così come da […]
Read more "Donne, vorrei foste voi il genitore figo"The first surprise was to realise that the pain was not in my legs, nor in my back but in my arms, in the wrists to be precise. We left Berlin on our bikes in the early morning of June 1990, destination India. When Norbert’s bike broke about 100ks from Istanbul, we did manage to […]
Read more "Me, Norbert and my Koga Miyata"This is me, attending the Transnational Radio Conference organised in Prato (Italy) by Monash University and if you think that I look happy, you are right, I am. It feels incredible to be in a room full of people interested in the same things that interest me. I know, it’s going to sound boring to […]
Read more "Conference diary #1 Meeting Cristina Marras"“No, I never told anyone that I am bald and that I wear a prostheses, not even my husband knows” says the woman speaking into the camera on tv. Last night I saw something that upset me. A lady in her sixties, sitting in front of the hairdresser’s mirror. Cape on the shoulders. The hairdresser […]
Read more "The bald woman"“No, non l’ho mai detto a nessuno che sono calva e ho una protesi, nemmeno a mio marito” dice la donna alla televisione, parlando alla telecamera. L’altra notte ho assistito ad una scena che mi ha sconvolto. Una signora sulla sessantina seduta davanti allo specchio del parrucchiere. Mantellina sulle spalle. Il parrucchiere (un signore sulla […]
Read more "La donna calva"La scena si svolge in un luogo pubblico frequentato prevalentemente da donne che lì passano un po’ di tempo: estetista, parrucchiere, ginecologo, negozio di biancheria intima, non importa, un posto qualunque. Io aspetto, insieme alle altre. Mi sono portata dietro il computer e cerco di lavorare. Ad un tratto succede qualcosa che provoca gridolini da […]
Read more "Italiane, brava gente"The scene takes place in a public place frequented mostly by women who have to spend some time there: call it beautician, hairdresser, gynecologist, lingerie store, doesn’t really matter, call it a place. I’m waiting, along with the others but, unlike the others, I am trying to work on my laptop. All of a sudden, […]
Read more "The good Italian women"The thing is that every time I come across something ‘just for women’ it makes me think about the campaign to save the panda. As if being a woman (or minority) justified, or rather required the creation of content other than those considered suitable for the general public.
Read more "Enough with the panda!"Il fatto è che le cose ‘riservate alle donne’ mi fanno pensare sempre alla campagna per salvare il panda, come se l’essere donna (o minoranza) giustificasse, anzi richiedesse esplicitamente la creazione di contenuti diversi da quelli considerati adatti al pubblico in generale.
Read more "E basta con il panda!"