Hindu Feminism

Tradition vs Change: The World Before Her
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What a nifty film, I love it:

  • A girl, “Prachi”, says she ought to be able to do what she wants. She’s agitating to “free” Hindu women.
  • No! says Prachi’s father: a woman’s duty is to marry, and to bear children.
  • Shut my mouth, behaves, not says, the mother, wordlessly, soundlessly: deferring to the father, to the culture, tradition.
  • Now me, I offered the Free Learning Exchange, in 1970: the worlds first offer to the public of an internet: states, corporations had networking; the public needed unsupervised networking: to protect itself from the corporations, from the state, from the greedy-greed-greed marketplace … So, obviously, few people in history have as much right to agree as I do. But! I tried to fascilitte change. I stand and take my stripes, try not to buckle, to break, not that it does any good no matter how I stand: freedom gets sabotaged, stays sabotaged (and no one sees it!) But: I’m for tradition too! Can choice really be as fundamentally important as reproduction? family maintenance? So pk is for the new-Hindu; pk is also for the old-Hindu.

    It could be argued that I’m a more important figure in history on the subject of freedom than Thomas Jefferson, or would be if societies allowed truthful record keeping; but I’m also a male, a heteroxexual male, an opportunist feeder. The Hindu girls get trained for the beauty pageant. The surgeon corrects their proportions: add to the chin, the lip, the boom, the butt … Meanwhile the girls look Indian: that is so say compliant, perfect sex slaves: I can shove myself right up on this girl, she looks like she’ll cooperate, won’t whimper … But then here are these other Hindu women doing matial arts! preparing to die protesting if anyone tries to rape them …

    The world goes in multiple directions at once, very fast, accelerating.

    Back to the film: the filmers ask Prachi’s father if he’s ever hit her. Yes, he says, a lot. She cries. He says he doesn’t want to see tears in her eyes, he wants to see flames!

    Just remember, once upon a time, the abolitionists thought God was on their side; the slavers knew from (stupid readings of) the (stupid) Bible that in the Bible slavery was OK! God was on their side!
    These are truly incompatible views. Reason is irrelevant. Tradition vs. revolution. Nobody can be both: alternately, one at a time, yes; but not both together.

    A minute later we visit one of the pageant girl’s proud parents. Just beautiful.

    Ai, torture: a minute still later Prachi explains that she cannot be angry with her father when he hits her, because violence to her is his right: in traditional Indian family, she says, girl-child is not permitted to live: her father let her live, therefore …

    2015 03 11 I’m taking my time with this documentry, watching a bit, then a bit more, I’ll be happy if it goes on and on.

    Ambivalence is key to my reaction: I agree with everything, I disagree with everything.
    The militant women are rifle-training: inept, embarrassed, squeeze their eyes shut rather than aim. Prachi says that all the gods have weapons, that good people must have guns to kill all the bad people …
    Um, Prachi: shouldn’t we add a time limit? Shouldn’t we notice that we’d had guns, for a long time, and there are more bad people than ever. Notice, girl, it’s not working.

    Yesterday’s snippet included some stats on how many Hindu women aborted female fetuses, no telling how many families murdered the infant daughters: sounds horrible, how unpleasant. But: there are still a near billion Indians. Maybe we should be aborting more, killing more, killing boy babies too. and famale and male adults. Then invade China and kill there, left and right, male and female. And then invade political rallies in the US, extirminate. Never mind fertilizer, spread rat poison.

    No, no: look at these wonderful female Hindi: I love the beauty contestants, there’s something so vulnerable about female Indian faces, perfect patsies: wallpaper the masturbatorioum with Hindu.

    Prachi asserts the opposite of Gandhi and his civil disobedience. “I hate Gandhi”, she says.
    I see her point: but also argue: Gandhi was probably far more practical in actually pushing English imperialism out of India than any weapon waving Che (or Prachi) would have been. Never mind how many died or didn’t die; just acknowledge: he did push them, finally the Brits shrivelled, left. Now they’re left looking like what they are: pasty kleptocrats.

    I’m glad it’s India, China, that are so, so overpopulated; not the US. Ugh, things are horrid enough.

    Old memory: back in the 1950s I heard some ordinary American report her confusion with Indian customs. She’d asked some guy if he’d like a kiss, a doughnut, some damn thing. the guy smiled and nodded his head back and forth. In US that means No; but in India that means Yes! There’s a lot of head shaking in this movie.

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    About pk

    Seems to me that some modicum of honesty is requisite to intelligence. If we look in the mirror and see not kleptocrats but Christians, we’re still in the same old trouble.
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