The conviction of the three members of feminist Russian collective Pussy Riot is a disgrace and a challenge to feminism worldwide. It is also yet another attack on secularism, free speech and the rights of the artist.
Ailurophobia is the irrational fear of pussies. Or cats.
Three of
the cats who stood
Iconoclastic
in their ritual,
Worshipping
at the alter
Of free
speech, and expression,
Obscenely repressed
by
The powers
that be;
Three of
these pussies
Are to be
caged,
Declawed and
toothless
In a system
long decayed.
Trolleybusses
and scaffolds
Are ok, it
seems, for girls
In balaclavas
or women shouting
The odds,
but not a church,
Oh no,
women’s voices should not
Be raised
in a church.
It’s
nothing to do with politics you understand
-it is
their bold bad lack of respect for Him.
(not him, Putin, but the other
God of
Russian politics.)
Burn your
flags, my lovelies,
Far far
better than fiery bras.
Bite back,
shout and torch the churches,
Roast them on
a spit of lampoon –
There is no
place for the feminine divine
Among the
patriarchs of Russian life.
Three cats
jailed by frightened men
and an
apathetic nation, still the Party’s bitch.
Come! Let’s
be Hooligans, all, and light the way.
Start by
saying, today, I am Pussy Riot.
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