{"id":2479,"date":"2018-06-18T18:25:05","date_gmt":"2018-06-18T16:25:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/?p=2479"},"modified":"2018-06-18T18:30:31","modified_gmt":"2018-06-18T16:30:31","slug":"on-silence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/on-silence\/","title":{"rendered":"On silence"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The thing I\u2019ve learned in the past year is that yes, people can bear different things that don\u2019t feel right to them for a long time \u2013 listening to the same unfair criticisms over and over, staying in unhealthy relationships, injustice of any kind \u2013 but there inevitably comes the last straw, a final realisation which tips the scales. It doesn\u2019t matter if it takes a month, a year or ten, it happens. If that doesn\u2019t ring true to you, I now know that it\u2019s true for me, and you never know&#8230; maybe the last straw just hasn\u2019t happened for you yet. As with most things, it unfortunately can\u2019t happen because somebody else says it must, or when you vaguely think something isn\u2019t right and has to be better. When it really happens, the words stop and you can finally take action.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bearing that in mind, I have always believed in equal rights for women and men, liked and agreed with most written and spoken thoughts or depictions of any kind that showcased girl and woman power. I \u2018liked\u2019 and \u2018shared\u2019 them on social media, talked about it with people who felt the same and even sometimes with the ones who disagreed \u2013 but it was definitely all very passive. In the back of my mind I felt uncomfortable and even ashamed when a woman spoke out about how she felt or what her opinion was, loud and in public. I\u2019ve been taught, as probably most children are, that being loud in public isn\u2019t very polite, who the heck is going to listen to a child screaming outside and enjoy it? After all the socialisation happens, at home, school and in society, it somehow turns out that if men are loud and outspoken it can be overlooked, but for women it\u2019s frowned upon. During the course of passing from a teenager into a young adult I have also been immunized to all kinds of unsavoury comments from the male sex, I mean, how energy consuming would it be if you made a conflict out of every \u2018ooo look at those boobies\u2019 or \u2018wouldn\u2019t I like to tap that ass\u2019 line you hear? So I mostly stayed quiet and honestly, didn\u2019t give the whole feminist issue much thought. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And then came my straw. It could seem banal to others, but it wasn\u2019t for me. The setting was appropriate, a very typical Slovenian (countryside) combination of a cross-country hike and a lot of drinking on the way. It was a guy, sitting at a nearby table at a food-stop, who just needed to comment because my friends, a couple, were fighting: \u201cYou know sometimes I just want to dig a hole in a ground, bury you women in it and cover it with snow.\u201d This didn\u2019t sit well with my female friend, so she stood up to him, and loudly at that. In the ensuing shouting match I asked him what we did to deserve those words. He replied he was \u201conly joking\u201d. And that wasn\u2019t even the worst part \u2013 what put a thorn in my side was the only sentence coming from the only female at the other table: \u201cI\u2019m ashamed to be a woman.\u201d It\u2019s so textbook, woman-on-woman hate, and I\u2019d known of it from before, but this really brought it home. How can we even try to be perceived on fairly equal terms when it\u2019s not only members of the opposite sex who look down on you for trying, but also your own?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That question has probably been asked a gazillion times, and of course I don\u2019t have an absolute answer or a solution to it, but I have some thoughts. So how did this particular straw change things for me? For one, as one of my more trolling male acquaintances would say, I was triggered. After the incident it was fierce, but now it dialled down to a slow burning anger, a healthy one. I don\u2019t think I\u2019ll ever be silent again when people cross a line which I defined cannot be crossed. How I\u2019d advise for that to happen for others is: hang out with women who you respect and who aren\u2019t afraid to speak their minds, out loud! Even if it scares you and you don\u2019t want to do it yourself, no matter. Don\u2019t be frightened to defy what society defines as \u2018ladylike\u2019, for me that\u2019s a remnant from another age. Of course defy it within your own boundaries and use sense, I\u2019m not saying \u201cpee on the street in the middle of the day\u201d. The best way for an individual to produce change, even if it\u2019s very small, is by example, by showing how it could be done. To think big, about actions on a larger scale, like what education about these ideas could do when you introduce it to children, or like what a women\u2019s only political party could do (it\u2019s happening already in Iceland), but that\u2019s for another article. Right now, for yourself, do what you can and try it without fear or shame \u2013 laugh without restraint, speak against small-minded stereotypes with your friends of any sex, don\u2019t hate on another woman standing up for herself even when you don\u2019t agree with her and most importantly \u2013<\/span><\/p>\n<h4><i style=\"line-height: inherit;\"><span>don\u2019t stay silent<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.<\/span><\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p class=\"excerpt\">The thing I\u2019ve learned in the past year is that yes, people can bear different things that don\u2019t feel right to them for a long time \u2013 listening to the same unfair criticisms over and over, staying in unhealthy relationships, injustice of any kind \u2013 but there inevitably comes the last straw, a final realisation [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":14,"featured_media":2480,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[29,14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/14"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2479"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2483,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479\/revisions\/2483"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newedgemagazine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}