Why Can't I Be Neutral?

My usual weekend involves me reading feminist blog and update myself on gender movement in my country until I was hit with the question

Why everything you do has to be linked with gender? Why can't you be neutral?

Ask me how can I be neutral when women in this country are policed with what they wear? Women who doesn't wear hijab are threatened?

Translation: This morning I try to burn a girl's hair at a train station.

She was scared as hell. I told her, this is only fire from lighter,

not even close to Hell Fire.

The curator mentioned at this tweet was satirical; but if a person things setting up someone on fire is satirical, I guess making women living feeling threatened is a good thing to do?

I don't think so.

Women in my country face a lot of threat everyday - for not doing something men requires them to wear. Muslim women who doesn't wear hijab face comparison with unwrapped food and seen as an object that doesn't covered up.

The main question is: WHY MEN THINK THEY HAVE THE RIGHT ON WOMEN'S BODY?

The only person that have the right on their body is themselves. Men doesn't have the right to.

And back to the first question why I focused gender lens in my decision - I want women to be worthy to be seen a person, a human being, not an object. Not threatened, not policed. Living happily - like men had it all the time.

What is wrong with letting women live happily?

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