Men often feel threatened when we speak about the political, economic, social and personal equality of the sexes. Secure in the privilege that their gender confers on them, men do not realize that they too are victims of the patriarchal mindset.
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Yes, Patriarchy does benefit men. It confers the title of “superior” gender on men. It empowers them to dictate how women behave. Their bodies aren’t policed, and they are certainly not in as much danger of sexual, physical or emotional abuse.
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However, even though Patriarchy favours men over women, it does extract a price from men (and boys).
[I shouldn't need to say it, but to avoid being accused of drawing false equivalence, I will specify that the price is not comparable to what it extracts from women]
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Patriarchy confers the title of “protector” on men, which restricts their professional choices, and often requires them to give undue weightage to financial considerations while making decisions. This puts severe pressure on men and affects their sense of self-worth.
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A man who chooses to step back professionally and support his more successful partner is often subject to derision, because he chose to go against societal expectations.
[women suffer more by being forced to be "homemaker" despite having a career, but men suffer differently]
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From birth, boys are discouraged from showing emotion. They are brought up to believe that “boys don’t cry”, and if they show emotion are silenced by being told to “stop behaving like a girl”. This doesn’t allow them to give vent to their emotions.
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Forcing men to be stoic, often results in them either turning to substance abuse or overcompensating by acting aggressively towards women/ non-binary men/ children. Men would be better off if they were permitted to display their feelings.
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The cult of masculinity, which abhors any sign of weakness, also ensures that men are less likely to seek help for emotional problems.
[though the strict gender norms imposed by patriarchy affect women much more, they affect men too]
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While motherhood is excessively glorified [to the detriment of women], fatherhood is not considered on par with it. This forces families to conform to patriarchal stereotypes and discourages fathers from taking on the role of primary caregiver. This works against both genders.
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Though both male and female children are victims of sexual assault, the family considers the girl child to be more vulnerable and is more likely to take steps to protect her.
Boys who are abused often do not know where to complain and are left to process the trauma on the own.
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Adolescent girls are sexually violated much more than adolescent boys. However, while the girl can tap into the moral support of her female friends, no such support system exists for the boys, and those that are abused are compelled to suffer in silence.
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Adult men, particularly homosexual or non-binary men, do not even have an adequate legal structure to protect them from rape. Male sexual assault is almost always subject to derision or dismissed outright.
[again, not drawing any equivalence with what women go through]
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The patriarchal mindset barely acknowledges female-on-male domestic violence. While such incidents may be low, they do exist, and the victims struggle to even admit to themselves that it is possible, much less seek redressal.
Another case of patriarchy letting men down.
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By definition, Patriarchy is stacked against women. However, by placing the burden to provide on men, denying them the right to express their emotions and leaving them open to abuse, Patriarchy can also victimise men and boys.
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It is in everybody’s interest to dismantle patriarchy and replace it with a system that ensures and enables everybody to reach their full potential in an equitable manner.
To me, Navratri has always been associated with Maa Durga. Though born in a Tamilian household, my childhood and youth was spent in communities with a predominantly Bengali population, so Durga Puja is a part of my cultural heritage, not Navratri golu.
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The frenzied beat of the dakis. The sound of conch shells. The smell of camphor and flowers, mingling with the tantalizing aroma of street food. New clothes and conversations. And reigning above it all the benign face of Maa Durga, home on a visit.
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Dashami was the day when all the excitement came to an end. Maa Durga would leave her earthly home, and return to her heavenly abode. For us, the excitement would come to an end, and we would be left with three words on our lips, আবার এসো মা/ come back soon, Maa.
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The last few months have been difficult for us.
We have been trying to cope with too many uncertainties; the Pandemic, the Lockdown, the Economic downturn, and the plight of the migrants that for the first time brought stories of acute poverty into our homes.
Though it took a toll on our Mental Health, we were not able or willing to acknowledge it.
To stand up and say, "I am not okay. I need time off to recover", was difficult in an environment, where you are expected to pop a pill and turn up even if you are sick
People lost loved ones to suicide, and blamed themselves for not knowing. But most people are not really equipped to go beyond the mask that their loved ones don to hide their real mental state.
A1. At a personal level, worrying about my mum, balancing work and home, trying not to worry about the kids, missing hugs
At a larger level, being devastated by how a generation of good work came undone, and wondering what the future holds for us all. #MyHealthChat
A2. Oddly, it's been my Twitter family that's been my greatest solace. Too many to name and I wouldn't want to leave anyone out.
With my real life friends, I've been the one offering support. #MyHealthChat
A3. Perhaps it is because they've been accessible that I've relied on my Twitter family so much. Or maybe because they are so giving.
I'm an introvert, so with real life friends, it's been hard knowing when they need me, though I've tried. #MyHealthChat
With nearly half the academic year over, and no sign of the pandemic letting up, the natural question one asks is, ‘when should schools reopen?’
From the pandemic management standpoint, the answer is simple- not anytime soon.
But can the answer really be that simple?
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Despite restrictions on the activities that are allowed, the number of new cases is still going up every day. There is still very little awareness among the general public on how to adopt preventive practices.
At this stage, opening up schools can colleges can be calamitous.
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When the first wave was over, schools and colleges reopened in some countries, but in almost all of them, they were forced to close down again after the number of people testing positive went up.
It is hard to keep the infection under control once schools and colleges reopen.
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A mask is like a sanitary napkin. It is uncomfortable. You don't like it. You long for the day when you no longer have to wear it. Yet, you have no choice but to wear it.
But that's not all; there are other similarities between the two.
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You cannot wear a sanitary napkin and forget about it. You must replace it when it gets saturated or after 6 hours.
Same with masks. You have to change it after a few hours, or risk contamination from the pathogens that stick to the mask.
Dispose responsibly and wash hands.
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Neither offers 100% protection.
Sanitary napkins leak. That doesn't mean you stop using them; you find the one best suited for your need.
You pick your mask after assessing the conditions where you will wear. Most commercially available mask are sufficient for 'regular' use.
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Growing up in a mining colony in the 1970, your defining identity was that of an Indian. At home, we spoke different languages, worshipped different gods and celebrated different festivals, but outside, we were Indian.
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“Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Isai. Aapas mein hai bhai bhai”, was not just a slogan for us. From the sheer diversity of food each of our kitchens churned out, to the festivals that were celebrated, everything was a living personification of “Unity in Diversity/ Unekta mein Ekta”.
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As we grew older, we continued to see the country through our ‘Indian’ lenses. The food we ate, the movies we watched, even the people we dated; everything was cosmopolitan, secular, Indian. Our Indianness was our identity, and we viewed everything through our secular lens.
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