Hillary Clinton e Zaha Hadid

A Hillary Clinton tem medo de ter debates com Bernie Sanders. É lógico que ela vai parecer muito agressiva e ele muito agradável; afinal, o homem chama-se Bernie, uma das personagens de Sesame St. e parece ser um bom candidato a nosso avô. Até os pássaros voam para o pódio quando ele fala. Já ela, apesar de avó, não parece ser aquela avó que costura roupas para as bonecas, nem nos faz chocolate quente e bolachinhas. Se ela tivesse essa aparência, seria considerada incompetente para o cargo. Um homem simpático, tipo George W. Bush, com quem apetece beber umas cervejas, já não tem problemas de competência, mesmo sendo incompetente.

As mulheres que agem assertivamente, em meios profissionais competitivos, são frequentemente caracterizadas como agressivas, divas, bitches, etc. Veja-se o caso de Zaha Hadid, relatado na The New Yorker, por John Seabrook:

"I have never known anyone whose reputation provoked more terror yet whose actual presence was more fun than Dame Zaha Hadid’s. There have always been difficult personalities in architecture. The profession itself seems calculated to make one egotistical and intractable. But it always amazed me that Hadid had somehow attracted a singular reputation for being difficult to deal with. Compared with other prominent architects, no one was more down to earth, more exuberantly real, than her.

On the occasions that we spent together when I was working on my 2009 Profile and then, more recently, at a 2015 New Yorker Festival event, I was struck anew by the warmth and humanity that this supposed harridan radiated. The scary starchitect of popular imagination was just that, a fiction. Why was it necessary? Why did every second article attach “diva” to her name? Isn’t every architect a diva?

Truly, it was because Hadid was a woman who had dared to enter a man’s world, and took no shit from anybody, though plenty was offered. She had to be twice as smart and three times as tough as her male counterparts in order to get anything built. And even then she struggled for years to realize her projects, and was forced to endure cruel and humiliating referendums on such thwarted projects as the Cardiff Bay Opera House, or the ongoing Olympic-stadium debacle in Tokyo, in which the government blocked Hadid’s competition-winning design from going forward after protests from prominent Japanese architects."

Fonte: The New Yorker

Ah, sim, eu também tenho o mesmo problema: I take no shit from no one! Mas, para não assustar muito as almas, nos meus empregos, costumo levar uns bolos feitos em casa e faço chá chai nos dias frios de Inverno para os meus colegas. (Dá jeito saber cozinhar e ir a retiros de yoga para obtermos a receita de como fazer um bom chá chai em casa.) E antes que vocês comecem a dizer que isto é uma traição ao feminismo, pensem bem -- a alternativa seria aprender a jogar golfe ou ver desporto na TV. Foda-se! Prefiro cozinhar...