The eyes of the progressive public orthodoxy revealed the truth about the causes of the feminist response, as evidenced by, among other things, the coincidence of the pyrrhic with the marches of the dead during the de precepto festival this March 8.
Yes, as recently confirmed by sondeo, in the last few years they expressed their sympathy with the generic tinglad, while the way disappeared, it was due to the intoxication instilled by the preacher “Salvaje Oeste digital” – in the words of the minister of Igualdad, who also try young misimpestosh escapes from the generic.
I venture to differ from this interpretation, if only because I have witnessed a vivid illustration of how the matter of cultural reform and its consecration as the official doctrine of the state, caused side effects.
Retired in a village near Gredos shutters accompanied by my good friend Ilia Galán to a theater performance Regent programmed in the municipal auditorium.
We are not aware of the fact that we are people who visit the halls because of the accumulated realm of failure – the stranger who enters this class of adaptations updatedanticipatory that anti-clerical but formidable text Clarin it particularly lent itself to being versioned in the anti-patriarchal club.
The job was even worse than what we were angry about. But we consoled ourselves during the short time we returned to my poet friend’s predictions by thinking that the bodrio was, at the very least, a very useful opportunity for sociological—or even ethnographic—observation of the despicable world in which we live.
Demonstration organized by the Madrid Feminist Movement this Sunday.
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It was a representative museum of the functioning of the country’s cultural industry.
That in a castle town with a geriatric audience, the work conceived to feed the theater program was a tragicomic protest against the subjugation of the female voice by the ubiquitous drug insufflated in the stage show to fill the female heart and justify her talent.
But also and above all it came true in this Regent estrogenized paradigm the methods of those seeking aggressive ideological transformation follow clear doctrine.
There is no need to move the viewer to learn about the damage caused by the slider Ana Ozoresováburied under the weight of the words her countrymen gave her because of her literary veleidades and her dubious reputation as a liberal woman.
What the playwright doesn’t know is that Nadia emerged from there without a well-learned lesson, something that was wrong with the “solid minority of adults” that animated the emancipatory idea in the past. It is said that the director is interspersed in each act with short documentaries projected in the background of the film, in which various women recount their unfortunate fate as lovers and wives.
Yes, forgive me the feminist tribunal, it doesn’t seem to me that these testimonies are, in most cases, anything other than a mere description of ordinary family life.
That was the “Freedom” that PP sold. La concejala de mujer del @AyuntamientoCV interrupts the monologue in one act with the motif o #8M organized according to its own concept. This is what I want to enforce #Censorship pic.twitter.com/ISTQTKGsi4
— Más Madrid Collado Villalba (@Mas_Villalba_) March 7, 2026
But this is the mechanism that was put in place the moral revolution that lives in Bajamar today.
The dramaturgical operation is to take the ways that make up the spiritual ether of the age and represent them at a distance (and many times in a distorting context). And thus alienate women from practices that do not consider them problematic until they are considered for properly targeted anti-defamation mediation.
This procedure is not much less new.
The school of moral feelings which is literature has always known this the best tool to subvert canons and customs It exposes certain widely accepted ideas (“expose“In English it means to place the knife at an angle that makes it look fake or off.
The difference is that the cultural products of our time take a much less sophisticated form.
The art of denunciation (como la propia Regent original) developed sophisticated satire to deconstruct the misery and hypocrisy of society at the time. But in no case was there a historical vituperation, as was the case with this work (and many others for which I paid my shame).
The irony of this class of recourses—the work directly involved explicit areas for a woman’s buttocks or the jaws of a tool like all metaphors of service—is that the resulting contraproducentes para sus propias pretensiones.
Since the airy joke is very useful for depriving the subject of criticism of solemnity (and therefore of infallibility), when the critic sees the figure of a bizarre and funny soflame, he seems to be ridiculous just the same.
The rusticity of the artifact allows us, on the one hand, to understand the transversal outcome that has resulted in a feminist discourse that has not yet been established as a consensus, a euphemism for fire-marked dogma.
The revolutionary tribunes submitted to the desheredados, sharing their passion for agriculture and promising them that they would inherit the land.
What’s more, feminist activism, which by its age of existence includes all women, will not end; who heralds the arrival of the gynaeceus to save Varonil’s desecration, from which, as in the Orphic rites celebrated by the Romans, men are banished (hey, they call it “spaces no mixtos”) from their sacred rites (the secular romeria of 8M) and women are left in a position of morada (in this case, from the streets)?
But the machinery of equal propaganda explains the same predetermined outcome as the symptoms of hardship that separates the resistance of egalitarian fury.
Such is the sin of the productions with a general view, which the posters attach: They don’t suggest any useful questions, but they don’t ask for acceptance. In the era of hyperpoliticization, the ability to discuss issues has been lost, confusing political art with black magic.
For this reason, according to the concept of Collado Villalba, who, unable to continue the misandric and lengthy monologue – a pamphlet that had only humor in its title – underwent this script to interrupt it.
I don’t applaud your behavior, but I sympathize with your actions the truth of the preaching of the monsergas by which we were martyred.
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