In my homeland of Brazil, known as Plastic Surgery Capital of the World, one of the worst things one can be – besides old, disabled and black – is fat. Worse still is being a fat woman. And perhaps even worse than that is being told so (nicely) by other women, when image matters so much in this society.
Sociologist Helena Flam ponders possible intepretations or reasons for the appointment of a former refugee from Minsk, married to his same-sex partner, as the new US Consul to Leipzig.
I have known her well, as long as I’ve been conscious of my own existence.
“The older generation here has survived to see virtually every aspect of the society and system they helped build be repudiated by their successors. It’s one thing to have your style of dress, taste in music, social mores, etc. rejected, quite another to witness the entirety of your previous way of life be deposited into the ‘dustbin of history.'”
Love is often not entirely explainable and may seem quite random, and therein lies its power… to somehow stall the machine, though never quite break it.
“As a local, I was born and grew up here. Part of me always feels bewildered about the positive comments uttered from the mouths of tourists about this overcrowded city.”