Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "patriarchy"

There's nothing special about growing balls,
In fact, man-sack is the definition of weakness.
If you wanna grow something, grow a vagina,
For vagina is the epitome of resilience.
There's an organism that goes through hell,
Quite regularly, yet stands strong and brave.
It is the source of all creation everywhere,
Yet all through history it's been kept as slave.
No love can surpass the love of a mother,
No care can surpass a sister's care.
Yet a society run by balls and bananas,
Makes a hooker out of our mothers and sisters.
Worship of balls is but a prehistoric mania.
There will be no balls without a vagina.

There is no short dress, only short sight,
No obscene outfit, only eyes of obscenity.
The world is no man’s family heirloom,
That it should be cherished by the men only.
Instead of restricting a girl’s right to expression,
Teach boys, short dress isn’t a sign of consent.
If women cannot walk around freely as men do,
Better sentence all men to lifetime imprisonment.
Let all girls hear it loud, wear what you like to wear,
Walk around naked if that’s what you really want.
And when an animal makes unwanted advances,
Activate your knee ‘n crush their beloved balls to pulp.
Girls don’t need protecting, they ain’t fragile showpiece.
Let’s just raise boys as decent humans, not entitled bullies.

Woman means not weakling, but wonder.
Woman means not obstinate, but original.
Woman means not man-slave, but mother.
Woman means not amorous, but amiable.
Woman means not neurotic, but nimble.
Man mustn't mean medieval, but moral.
Man mustn't mean abusive, but affable.
Man mustn't mean nefarious, but noble.
Trans doesn't mean titillating, but tenacious.
Trans doesn't mean riff-raff, but radiant.
It doesn't mean abhorrent, but affectionate.
It ain't nasty and sick, but nerved and sentient.
Gender has no role in society except in bed.
Person is known by character, not dongs 'n peaches.

Why should women have to give up,
Their name when they get married,
As if they are not real people,
But hood ornament to their husband!
Why should a child be identified only,
By their father’s name, not mother’s,
Who by the way is the root of creation,
Who is the actual almighty creator!
It is a sad state of affairs when,
Morons peddle moronity as tradition.
Shame on us for sustaining such savagery,
As we do not put our backbone to action!
Each couple must determine the parameters
of their relationship, not some ragged tradition.
Only norm that matters is love, for in love lies emancipation.

Men only inherit the world,
Women give birth to the world.
If women can birth the world,
women can run the world
(far better than men).

History reveals, war is a masculine merchandise,
Whereas preserving life is an act of the feminine.
Masculinity bears inclination for competitiveness,
Femininity is synonymous with synergy and cohesion.

That’s why female leaders
can step down more gracefully,
making way for new minds at the helm,
Whereas their male counterparts would
rather take their position to the grave.

Femininity is not a reproductive quality,
Femininity is the source of all rejuvenation.
No matter what gender or orientation you are,
Nourish your femininity, and there’ll be ascension.

Women in power is power used best,
Men in power means power makes a mess.

For the world to become gender-neutral,
First it’s gotta become matriarchal.
Thereafter gender will bear no significance,
Only the capable shall dawn the pedestal.

In patriarchy war and tyranny are the norm,
While peace and equality are exception.
In matriarchy synergy is the norm,
While shallowness is the exception.

Before the world is equalized,
first it’s gotta be dehypnotized.
And no world is ever dehypnotized till
the paradigm is mended by the marginalized.

Nonviolence is nonsense – or to be more accurate – bookish nonviolence is nonsense. Nonviolence is to injustice, what homeopathy is to illness – it claims all the credit without any of the responsibility. Placebo brings comfort, not change.

Does that mean, violence is the solution? That’s the problem, you see. This prehistoric world has an instinctual affinity to black and white concepts – to binary concepts – and a gigantic blind spot for grey areas. Justice is too grand an exercise to be contained by the primitive dualistic nonsense of violence and nonviolence.

Let me put this into perspective with an example. Bullets are an act of violence, silence is an act of nonviolence – but there is a third option – the option of the slipper.

Slippers are more effective in fighting bugs, than bullets – bullets make martyr of the bugs, slippers put them in their place. When the slippers of a nation’s civilians combine, even the mightiest of tyrant is bound to fall – be it a state head, court judge or law enforcement officer.

Whenever a bunch of bugs turn the courts into a cradle of animal masculinity – whenever a bunch of bugs turn the parliament into a cradle of fundamentalism and bigotry – whenever a bunch of bugs turn the police stations into a cradle of badge-bearing barbarism – grab hold of that household bug-repellent you wear on your feet, and put them to some good, wholesome use. Treat the corrupt and bigoted like your children, and do with them as you would your own child when they go astray.

When your child starts to bully other kids, if you adopt pacifism and pamper them further in the name of nonviolence, instead of taking stringent steps to nip their megalomania in the bud, it’s very much possible, they might grow up to be the next orange-haired terrorist to roam the oval office or the next musky moron who takes pleasure in destroying people’s livelihoods and providing safe haven to hate speech and disinformation to satisfy their giant ego and puny mind.

So, I repeat – pick up the democratic superweapon from under your feet and put it to good use – treat the privileged orangutans like your children and put them in their rightful place, without actually harming them. Your world, your rules – remember that. Slippers are democracy’s first line of defense, bullets it’s last.

Right to leave religion is just
as fundamental as right to religion.
Freedom of dress is just
as important as freedom of the press.

Freedom to breastfeed without shame
is just as sacred as freedom to pray.
Freedom to choose not to have child
is just as respectable as motherhood.

Freedom to love outside tradition
is just as divine as jesus on the mount.
Freedom to dream across color and collar
is just as elemental as drinking water.

Any halfwit can write Declaration of Independence,
while denying people’s rights behind closed doors.
My Declaration of World Independence is this,
rights of another only enhance my own.

She is not a territory to conquer,
she is a temple that grants
entry only through trust,
even the gaze must be earned.

I’ll never get down on one knee,
if I do, I’ll get down on both knees –
absolute surrender, nothing left out.

I don’t wanna be a tourist, a passing fling,
I am a pilgrim to your love, to your life,
and at times when you permit, to your body.

By default all women are my sisters,
I may make an exception if I lose my heart,
even then my conscience wouldn’t allow filth,
till I’ve earned her unwavering trust.

We cannot abolish systemic persecution
without dismantling systemic privilege.
You cannot wipe the slate clean, but you can
take the responsibility and stand to heal.

Colonizers are the second class citizens,
every land first belongs to the indigenous.
Landback is the mother of all movements,
it contains the plight of all First Humans.

Women are indigenous to their own body,
Palestinians are indigenous to palestine;
uncultured crowns and criminal uncles
have no jurisdiction over our Earthright.

Earth belongs to the Natives, settlers are
welcome, but as participant, not head of state.
Somos indígenas, somos indomables –
you can make us houseless, but never homeless.

Connected Texts:
White Man, Apex Predator of Earth (Sonnets 2399-2400) – Abhijit Naskar, When Calls The Kainat
Record of White Crimes Against Humanity (White Fragility Sonnets 1308-1310) - Abhijit Naskar, Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets