Year XVI-Issue,09-2000

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oliviero Beha

Almost like a fantastic fourteenth century tale, such as those by Calandrino, Bruno and Buffalmacco, the newspapers told us about that farmer, if memory serves, from Piedmont, who bought his wife from Albanian pimps and in monthly instalments at that!

It would seem that she was too fat to work on the street and therefore, the entrepreneurial group thought wisely to diversify its investments: the lovely ones on the street, the fat one to the farmer. Certainly, they've since been arrested, but I've no doubt they will be back to work soon...Is it just an extreme case of sex and money? I wonder...

Every day in the Roman newspapers I read about the very young Eastern bloc prostitutes working specific low cost areas, a "marketing decision", or a beautiful Ukraine woman who, in her home country was a physician and now is forced to work the streets under a pimp.

Then there are the Albanian women who attempt to escape from the yoke... For some months now, periodically, Minister Livia Turco brings up the issue of reopening the brothels under certain conditions; some equate the slave traders to customers.

Then there was the john in the Veneto region, who after being stopped and identified, killed himself for the shame. It leads one to think that it has all gone too far.

And anyway, it doesn't seem that we shall have real political answers to the question of sex and money in the debate of thin exiting legislature (serious? Not serious? Only instrumental?), since these two words - along with blood - appear to constitute the primary nucleus of human involvement.

I would like to offer here, briefly, a digest of this dirty and ancient business.

It is something to talk about, write about, willingly publish photographs, because all of it seems a phenomenal merchandise as old as the hills, but particularly current in these so spectacular times, where the outward appearance sells so well... and the body is outward, isn't it? Well, let's see.

Let's just say, with houses, brothels, barracks... closed, ajar, or wide open that they may be, in order to remove the slaves from the market.

And off to prison go the ponces and pimps.

This is the first, undeniable point.

But the girls who without pimps want to freely, or if we want to avoid the controversy of this term, we can say "independently", sell their bodies, why can't they do it, as adults? And why shouldn't they? Prostitution of the body is illegal? Whereas the prostitution of the spirit, the mind, and dignity since it "cannot be seen" in that moment, is legal? And why must those who are sexually repressed, unsatisfied, or simply timid, but very timid, be they either man or woman, close himself in a room - if he even has one to himself - to masturbate? Is this the solution to the mystery of sex and the money paid for it? Are we sure that we want to enter the labyrinth of human nature, for whom sex, oral or written, theoretical or practical, is magna pars?

In short: it is sacred and unavoidable to identify the crimes and punish them.But I would be very careful how I handled a flammable material, so very private, like the one that involves the body and mind against the pagan gift of sex.

We need fewer edicts, more silence, as it is neither state nor police business, but rather the maturity of the individual and the community.

(traduzione Interpres sas-Giussano)