Friday, 19 January 2007

Shooting the wounded

More on compulsory emancipation and Italian name law.
I am angry and I am exasperated. But not, of course, with you. We are living in Nineteen Eighty-Four. In the purported interests of freedom, we are denied our liberty. In the name of privacy, our histories and souls are publicly laid bare. What can be more personal than our name: that which signifies who we are and how we present ourselves to the world? We need to fight back. To shout until they cut out our tongues and write until they cut off our fingers. This is our duty now. We both can speak and we both can write. We must. It is the sacred obligation entrusted to us with our intellect and our instinct for justice.