Certainly, the Congress of Deputies is not the most appropriate place to refine complex concepts: to do so we already have remarkable essays and subtle analyzes far removed from parliamentary Manichaeism. But it is one thing not to fine-tune the analyzes and quite another to limit yourself to the permanent disqualification, the patrimonialization of the truth and the banalization of language, as has happened throughout the parliamentary process of the law known as the of the only yes is yes.
That the more cave-like right does it is not strange to us: if we talk about protecting and promoting women’s rights, historically curtailed by the patriarchy’s position of power and achieved or restored step by step by the various women’s emancipation movements in through history, it is clear that it is not the extreme right or the right in general that has ever tried to advance them, rather it has been characterized by holding them back. Their positions (and government actions) on divorce, abortion or the gender pay gap are well documented.
But what is still surprising is that, with little time left before the elections, with the threat of this troglodyte and clerical right that openly declares itself ready to carry out major setbacks, a part of the left maintains this swaggering and condescending attitude towards the rest of the progressive world and allow those who do not fully agree with them to be described as fascists, anti-feminists, homophobes, transphobes and other nonsense.
Nothing will help facilitate the rollback of women’s rights more than contributing, from a childish leftism bent on emptying words of meaning to the point of rendering them useless, to the extreme right winning elections. Sometimes it gives the impression that the attitude of this left is part of a calculated strategy, that of the worse, the better. Other times, it rather seems like a problem of immaturity on the part of the left. Immaturity that prevents them from realizing that doing politics, in the best sense of the term, has nothing to do with persistently repeating a dozen sweaty clichés. You don’t need politicians to do this, a tape recorder and a mobile megaphone would be enough.
