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ايجار رخيص مع احتمال الموت: بيروت ترحب بك

Li Beirut

We walk along the avenue.

The long large sidewalk encircling the capital promontory on the edge of the sea. It’s a spring afternoon, year 2024. More than a decade has passed since, to an April day. The light is warm, like a halo effect of an old postcard. I had left the city long ago.

I turn to look at the cityscape facing the sea and Beirut suddenly grips me in a flash of heartache.

Me and a Gun #Jan14

In Tori Amos’ autobiographical song about surviving rape (“Me and a Gun” from her first album, Little Earthquakes, 1992), Tori talks abouther choice to wear a “slinky red thing,” and how women's susceptibility to rape is commonly perceived to have something to do with the way they dress or the places they frequent.

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On Why We Are Demonstrating

I read an infuriating article today, a blog post that was so patronizing it made me feel sick to the stomach. The writer referred to our action as “delusional” and while he deemed our struggle as “righteous”, he did not see it going anywhere for the moment. But Behold! For his was kind enough to provide us with an alternative solution, with other priorities and other actions.

يوميات عاهرة قذرة جدا

Why I’m marching.

Because a law that hurts women, hurts men.

Because no one, under any circumstances, should ever be subject to any kind of violence, be it domestic, sexual, or psychological.

Because a woman cannot, should not be scared of her husband.

Because a son needs to be able to understand that protecting women is his best hope for a good future.

Because a man should never feel reinforced and supported by the law when he is abusing his power and strength.

Because living in fear is not living.

Because insults, sticks, and force leave irreparable damage.

Fast Car: Why I’m Taking The Streets

I had always felt strong; I had never let anyone force me into something I didn’t want to do. I refused to be submissive to the social rules and expectations from an early age and I definitely wouldn’t have expected to react this way. I was 18 years old. I had recently moved back to Lebanon. I was eager to get my driver’s license and so I went to an instructor to learn how to drive manually. I wanted to do it the “right way”. He told me I needed two weeks of practice before the driving test. The first few days were very exciting and empowering.

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