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grammar of feminism

Today is the International Day of Violence against Women.

We have seen the Ruby case, the case of D'Addario, the case Carfagna (now minister, Silvio wanted to resign but understand it and then stays) and many other cases in which women are sad protagonists, displayed as trophies, and escorts Babydolls simple stress.

But I do not usually get lost in the attack on this male-dominated society, I would be rhetoric.

On the one hand, point out one thing I did in those days and I'm very proud, that the interview with Shirin Ebadi that the esters of the Republic had commissioned me. I say "had" because if not then are taken and I saw my dream fade to sign the national team. I tried, I'll try again. Too bad that does not pass from Bologna often these great characters.
you sure that is a great woman.

The other is a reflection on grammar, oozing misogyny. In Italian
if there are two names, one male and one female, to become masculine plural. We all know it is. The female is simply something that is formed in part, an abstraction, a diversity of speech.

In Arabic the situation is much worse. The study by two months, at very erratic. Now began to immerse myself in the grammar, very complicated. Today in class
Prof has repeatedly stated that if the noun PLURAL COVERS NOT BE A THINKING, NOT HUMAN, not rational, then the adjective and pronouns and the whole sentence to easily take the Ladies Singles.

In other words: for objects, not human, we use the feminine. For convenience.

And I'm here to remind us that there are forms for the second and third persons separate women.

Discrimination is a cultural thing. Even the linguistic patterns it shows.

I feel a little 'structuralist, but I think if the language change, change a little' heads also.

Emerso Digital Binoculars

grammar of feminism

Today is the International Day of Violence against Women.

We have seen the Ruby case, the case of D'Addario, the case Carfagna (now minister, Silvio wanted to resign but understand it and then stays) and many other cases in which women are sad protagonists, displayed as trophies, and escorts Babydolls simple stress.

But I do not usually get lost in the attack on this male-dominated society, I would be rhetoric.

On the one hand, point out one thing I did in those days and I'm very proud, that the interview with Shirin Ebadi that the esters of the Republic had commissioned me. I say "had" because if not then are taken and I saw my dream fade to sign the national team. I tried, I'll try again. Too bad that does not pass from Bologna often these great characters.
you sure that is a great woman.

The other is a reflection on grammar, oozing misogyny. In Italian
if there are two names, one male and one female, to become masculine plural. We all know it is. The female is simply something that is formed in part, an abstraction, a diversity of speech.

In Arabic the situation is much worse. The study by two months, at very erratic. Now began to immerse myself in the grammar, very complicated. Today in class
Prof has repeatedly stated that if the noun PLURAL COVERS NOT BE A THINKING, NOT HUMAN, not rational, then the adjective and pronouns and the whole sentence to easily take the Ladies Singles.

In other words: for objects, not human, we use the feminine. For convenience.

And I'm here to remind us that there are forms for the second and third persons separate women.

Discrimination is a cultural thing. Even the linguistic patterns it shows.

I feel a little 'structuralist, but I think if the language change, change a little' heads also.

Luq Pain And Heart Burn

Have

Almost all the people I met on my journey after high school are shit jobs, precarious and poorly paid. Or are they looking for a hole in the industry for years they paid taxes at the university, in which slip or be well aware that the smart or not there will be many chances.

Some people wanted to be a director and very talented, but more than participating in any theaters or catch some advertising, working from time to time, does not. However, those who would be a political spokesman with controcazzi but arrabatta between the press offices of various kinds. There is also a culture who has phenomenal and it would cut 100% working, great, publishing, but must settle for any job. To say nothing of aspiring teachers who will never be called to list and the countless aspiring communicators who do not know which way to turn. Many have been forced, willy-nilly, to return home, parents, and reinvent themselves.

say that then, at 28-30 years, are already tired of fighting.

I've never been a "clever" and I do not think I will start soon to learn. But there are many alternatives. The generation born in the '60s who now commands us, even in the newsroom, has no idea what it means to start now. It is not the mess as we understand them, not in that sense. It 'does not have privileges in any way or even a decent wage, against expenses of any kind, services more habits to high-end, secure future. Things that we, the poor suckers collaborators condemned to be treated, at least in my case, because only by eternal interns younger than average, we will never see.

Just to give a better predicament, you have the guarantee that if you get pregnant you have a mother and you can feel the baby following a year and a half and then come back and regain your place. It 'just, but if you think I'm terribly wrong, with the INPGI, I gained 80 euro in nearly two years of motherhood. And that means you still get pregnant if I do not work anymore.

Who knows what kind of monsters and nightmares give birth, we of this generation. For now it seems to me that there is a large base of individualism, and so afraid. And a postponing decisions of life, the real ones, because it is as if we were always waiting for something.

Many evenings I come home and I feel like a hamster in the cage, running on his wheel, very pleased. Walk the many miles, sweat, get tired. You stop and then drove off. But, in essence, remains stationary. And aging.

Luq Pain And Heart Burn

Have

Almost all the people I met on my journey after high school are shit jobs, precarious and poorly paid. Or are they looking for a hole in the industry for years they paid taxes at the university, in which slip or be well aware that the smart or not there will be many chances.

Some people wanted to be a director and very talented, but more than participating in any theaters or catch some advertising, working from time to time, does not. However, those who would be a political spokesman with controcazzi but arrabatta between the press offices of various kinds. There is also a culture who has phenomenal and it would cut 100% working, great, publishing, but must settle for any job. To say nothing of aspiring teachers who will never be called to list and the countless aspiring communicators who do not know which way to turn. Many have been forced, willy-nilly, to return home, parents, and reinvent themselves.

say that then, at 28-30 years, are already tired of fighting.

I've never been a "clever" and I do not think I will start soon to learn. But there are many alternatives. The generation born in the '60s who now commands us, even in the newsroom, has no idea what it means to start now. It is not the mess as we understand them, not in that sense. It 'does not have privileges in any way or even a decent wage, against expenses of any kind, services more habits to high-end, secure future. Things that we, the poor suckers collaborators condemned to be treated, at least in my case, because only by eternal interns younger than average, we will never see.

Just to give a better predicament, you have the guarantee that if you get pregnant you have a mother and you can feel the baby following a year and a half and then come back and regain your place. It 'just, but if you think I'm terribly wrong, with the INPGI, I gained 80 euro in nearly two years of motherhood. And that means you still get pregnant if I do not work anymore.

Who knows what kind of monsters and nightmares give birth, we of this generation. For now it seems to me that there is a large base of individualism, and so afraid. And a postponing decisions of life, the real ones, because it is as if we were always waiting for something.

Many evenings I come home and I feel like a hamster in the cage, running on his wheel, very pleased. Walk the many miles, sweat, get tired. You stop and then drove off. But, in essence, remains stationary. And aging.