The festival of “the woman”

At the bakery on the corner they have created special lilac buns for 8M and on a sign they boast that 82% of the company (a chain) are women.

It is not difficult to imagine that the remaining 18% is in some office counting profits, because in the years that I have been a neighbor of this establishment I have never seen a man as a clerk or scrubbing the bathrooms.

In my town, in fact, 100% of those who made the bread were women.

And those who cleaned.

And those who cooked.

But the owners of the company are not the only ones responsible for the confusion about what 8M is or is not.

How many times has the fact that there are women in a place been used as irrefutable proof of feminism?

At this rate, an Arab sheikh will come to present himself as a defender of equality because there are only females in his harem.

I worked in a factory in which all, absolutely all of the line workers were women and the managers were all, absolutely all, men;

Even the beardless youngsters who made summer substitutions sent the most veteran ones.

Maybe that was a very feminist environment and I didn't realize it.

After the bakery I find a beauty salon that calls for “dazzling on Women's Day”, clothing stores that offer discounts on such an important celebration, gyms with

training

packs “special for you”.

There is nothing better to end a social movement than to turn it into a commodity.

There is even a nightclub that today gives free drinks to customers.

Long before the Internet, we already knew that “if something is free, it is that you are the product.”

And why not a pimp proudly joining the party because he takes good care of the girls he exploits, buys, sells and rents by the hour?

Ah, this one does not need to expose himself publicly, because to defend prostitution as freedom or right there are already some voices that call themselves feminists, or academics who, using incomprehensible and obscure but very modern jargon, quoting Foucault here or Derrida Over there, manipulating Beauvoir, they will talk to us about “sex work”, about how good it feels to be a whore even though they have never undertaken the task.

But the ruse does not work, and feminism remains where it has always been: defending a dignified life for everyone everywhere and for that we must close the brothels, dignify the working conditions of that 82% who do not rule.

And then whoever wants to eat a bun should eat it.

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