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Are Women Human?, Dorothy L. Sayers

/ luni, 4 iulie 2016 /
Pret in RO: Din pacate nu am gasit o versiune tradusa, si tare am impresia ca nici n-o sa apara una prea curand.
Pret in EN: 6,28 Eur, la bookdepository

Am adorat fiecare cuvintel din cartea asta, o data pentru ca e compusa din doua eseuri care pur si simplu iti deschid mintea, si a doua oara pentru ca a fost desi scurta, intr-atat de puternica incat sa-mi doresc unele lucruri pentru mine insami. Dorothy L. Sayers a fost o femeie exceptionala, la ale carei romane cu siguranta am sa mai revin (pana in prezent am parcurs doar doua, Cinci piste false si O moarte suspecta, in asteptare avand, inca, Reclama ucigasa).

Cum ziceam si mai sus, Are Women Human? este compusa din doua eseuri, dintre care primul poarta chiar numele lucrarii. Acesta m-a incantat cel mai mult, dupa cum trebuie sa recunosc. Se intampla ca, undeva dupa cel de-al doilea razboi mondial, Dorothy L. Sayers primeste o invitatie de la un club feminist ca sa i se adere si sa tina un discurs la o intalnire organizata de acesta. Doamna Sayers decide sa le raspunda in scris, iar misiva capata o profunda tenta meditativa, dat fiind faptul ca femeia refuza vehement sa se considere o feminista. Ea atrage atentie asupra faptului ca femeile, la fel ca si barbatii, nu fac parte din categoria unui sex, ci sunt exponente ale speciei umane. Ea zice ca cel mai iritant factor nu este neaparat atitudinea misogina vadita pe care o manifesta multi dintre masculii zilelor respective, ci faptul ca pana si femeile se simt nevoite sa-si formeze o asociatie destinata propriului sex.
In continuare, va prezint o serie de citate din aceasta carte, pe care v-o recomand cu cea mai mare caldura. Parcurse cu atentie, fragmentele de mai jos ajung sa va frapeze prin adevar si logica!

“A man once asked me ... how I managed in my books to write such natural conversation between men when they were by themselves. Was I, by any chance, a member of a large, mixed family with a lot of male friends? I replied that, on the contrary, I was an only child and had practically never seen or spoken to any men of my own age till I was about twenty-five. "Well," said the man, "I shouldn't have expected a woman (meaning me) to have been able to make it so convincing." I replied that I had coped with this difficult problem by making my men talk, as far as possible, like ordinary human beings. This aspect of the matter seemed to surprise the other speaker; he said no more, but took it away to chew it over. One of these days it may quite likely occur to him that women, as well as men, when left to themselves, talk very much like human beings also.”
“In reaction against the age-old slogan, "woman is the weaker vessel," or the still more offensive, "woman is a divine creature," we have, I think, allowed ourselves to drift into asserting that "a woman is as good as a man," without always pausing to think what exactly we mean by that. What, I feel, we ought to mean is something so obvious that it is apt to escape attention altogether, viz: (...) that a woman is just as much an ordinary human being as a man, with the same individual preferences, and with just as much right to the tastes and preferences of an individual. What is repugnant to every human being is to be reckoned always as a member of a class and not as an individual person.”
“It is extraordinarily entertaining to watch the historians of the past ... entangling themselves in what they were pleased to call the "problem" of Queen Elizabeth. They invented the most complicated and astonishing reasons both for her success as a sovereign and for her tortuous matrimonial policy. She was the tool of Burleigh, she was the tool of Leicester, she was the fool of Essex; she was diseased, she was deformed, she was a man in disguise. She was a mystery, and must have some extraordinary solution. Only recently has it occrurred to a few enlightened people that the solution might be quite simple after all. She might be one of the rare people were born into the right job and put that job first.”
“In fact, there is perhaps only one human being in a thousand who is passionately interested in his job for the job's sake. The difference is that if that one person in a thousand is a man, we say, simply, that he is passionately keen on his job; if she is a woman, we say she is a freak.”
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