Person who doesn't know me at all, don't call me 'pretty'

I walk into a cell phone store to buy a cable for my phone. I choose, pay, and he says, "Thanks, darling." I tell him the pretty It's not necessary and she looks at me badly. A girl edge, it should be said. On top of that, I'm kind. I go shopping at the supermarket and another man says the same thing to me at checkout. And also to a woman at a bar. And yet another man at a restaurant. And so on, in a non-stop stream of beautiful women. It has nothing to do with my physical appearance. Or with any other woman's. Because it happens to all of us. I try to ignore it. I try to think of it as a kind gesture. That if I complain, it's an act of politically correct Talibanism gone mad. That you don't have to be Donald Trump destroying all progressive thought, but that people say it with good intentions, and you don't have to be a fundamentalist of gestures and words.

But that's just the way I am, and the topic bothers me, and I keep thinking about it. I decide to pass the "manwho" filter. A filter that works for me when evaluating certain behaviors involves observing whether men are treated equally or asked the same things and comparing them. Of course, without any surprise, I discover that they are not told the same thing. handsome when they shop at the supermarket, pay at a bar or restaurant, have a brief conversation at any checkout in any commercial establishment, or when carrying out a thousand and one errands. And look at the handsome men.

Because of course, this isn't about beauty. This is about an automatism that we have integrated, so much so that we don't even realize it, according to which women are praised for their physique and men for their intelligence, strength, or leadership. Or for their kindness. In fact, in these kinds of everyday moments, nothing is said to them. Just say thank you and that's it. Because there's no need for more. Because whoever is addressing us doesn't know us at all and has no reason to take that liberty... attention, attention, attention... ONLY with women, girls, young children.

For some time now, I've been focusing on what women are told to be kind, to look good, to praise us. And when I'm introduced to a girl, I'm very careful not to say, "Look how pretty she is," but rather, "Look how smart she is, how alert she is," etc. I always look for some characteristic that has nothing to do with her physical appearance. Because women are up to their ovaries, not to the point of soldered fontanels, so that the attention of everyone is on our bodies. And now, don't let the usual naysayers come to me and say that what we should do is say the same thing to men. Equality isn't about putting them through the same shitty aesthetic pressure. It's about lifting the burden off our shoulders. Especially women, who already have more than enough. The person who's looking after me and doesn't know me at all, the pretty You can save it. And if I seem rude, downcast, and sullen, well, edge damn, it's your problem, not mine.