If, time and time again, brilliant male artists, writers, and philosophers have proved to be nothing like their work; who are uninfluenced by their own work; who don’t practice what they preach (if in fact they preach anything worth preaching or practicing when it comes to sexual and gender politics), the reverse has also proven to be the case. That a male chauvinist pig in theory is sometimes capable of loving a woman (not women, this is the catch. The suspension of sexism becomes personal. For one woman only. Although we all know the personal is always political and the political personal) deeply. Sometimes more than the man who spends his life verbally and theoretically denouncing sexism. Who talks the talk, but still doesn’t walk the walk. Sometimes people are nicer than their words, their texts, their ideas and ideals, and vice versa. And if this is the case, and unfortunately it is, what do we do with this gap that never closes? Never ceases? With this difference between theory and practice that appears in our lives over and over? How do we mend it? Close it? Can we, will we, when?
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