Antonella Baccaro (photo by Carlo Furgeri Gilbert).
Stnothing tragic end of the young Giulia Tramontano, killed by her partner with a child in her womb, you have written to me many. Mila, for example, complains about the fnote that feminicides are “punished with truly negligible prison sentencesunless there is the eye of the media to supervise, otherwise, between discounts, expert reports, semi-infirmity, unpremeditated crimes, the penalties are really not very incisive ».
But the reader also solicits a male reaction: «Why aren’t men the first to highlight and isolate potentially dangerous ones? Why do they let them near their wives, mothers or sisters? Why don’t they first demand that there be a specific formation in conscious affectivity?». So many questions, Mila. We see.
The penalties are there, they have also been tightened recently and while I agree with you that they often have no follow up, I think in the case of these killings they fail to be a real deterrent. Let me explain: I don’t see a potential feminicide weighing the hypothesis of a life sentence.
I know that it is wrong to speak of raptus in the case of these murders, because in some way the murderer is absolved of his responsibilities (and jurisprudence confirms it, only minimally there are real psychopathologies at the basis of the crimes). Certainly whoever commits a femicide is a person who has lost the sense of reality to the point of not taking into account the consequences. He must be stopped first. Right, therefore, to work on prevention.
As for your appeal to men, Mila, what can we expect? That they supervise the women in the family? Luckily we have come out of this patriarchal scheme. That they ask to be “re-educated”? I am convinced that the culture of the “politically correct” has given us the illusion that by “taming” men to a more correct language and external behavior a profound change of mentality would have resulted.
It’s not like this: behind the self-censorship that some men impose on themselves in order not to be attacked, there is often nothing. Or at worst there is a strong and silent rancor: it is this fire that is smoldering under the ashes that we must worry about.
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