An article to start with: Tourism: a cannibal look (in spanish).
To begin and to begin again; La vie est un voyage, a sentence written on the fenders of a truck that was going ahead of us was saying. The highway took us from Tana to Toamasina. Well, it seems that everything has been aforesaid. Smiles of complicity. Gazes going beyond the windows of the taxi-brousse. Relocating the eventualities of tomorrow's day. Routine stop to have lunch. First litchees, first linguistic messes. Arriving at night. The candles insinuating the entrances. The textures of the darkness seducing the imagination. But the attention is fixed on the immediate. Itinerary in the pousse-pousse, the hotel, the beer, the dinner… Suddenly details that warn. We will have to locate, to situate ourselves facing them. These details, in spite of seeming to form the landscape of the normality, do not leave us indifferent. They insult with their whiteness. An endemic element of the visited areas: white guys accompanied by young girls.
Marginal phenomenon, not representative? Without a doubt symptomatic. The world of the masculine law that governs the life of women, that establishes the relationship among genders. As it is also that of the laws of the rich ones, self-defined civilized, and who sustain their supposed superiority on that that there were the Other ones that clean their mess, both outside of their frontiers and at home. In order that the laws of equality in the white democracies be proclaimed, other parts of the world and some spaces of their own patios are configured as brothels for the enjoyment of those that have never stopped being masculine garbage. It is not the prostitution the oldest profession, it is that of pimps. The prostitution is the most deeply-rooted and normalized form of violence against women, where even there is an explanation, given that guys need to fuck by nature. The emancipation continues being a mythifying term of the social reality. It is enough to to peep out from beneath the carpet of those who set themselves as spokesmen of the justice and the law. The shame of the aid for development and cooperation, what are nothing more than a mirror in which we see ourselves as benefactors and as such the situation sets herself up as a paradox between the proclaimed intentions and the hidden motives. It is a mirror in the same way as the subordinated position of the women in the patriarchal society; so that the masculine is set up this way in the Law, not by being males essentially superior but by being women classified as inferior.
