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An English phrase that has always confused me is the one about something 'being better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick'. Apparently, it means that the thing is not great but it is just about better than nothing. This week, the elderly mayor of the Japanese city Maizuru collapsed while giving a speech at a sumo event in Kyoto.
Several women first-aiders came running to give emergency treatment to the mayor, who apparently was having a stroke. The sumo judges decided to promptly have a metaphorical stroke too and yelled that the sacred ring was not open to women. According to the judges, a poke in the eye is somewhat better than a woman, and a stroke is far better than a woman.
Main kya achaar hoon? This has, naturally, led to a pretty decent debate in Japan about gender. We offer a sincere apology,' said Hokutoumi, who is also known as Hakkaku, the name of the sumo stable he heads. For some reason, the fear of the female touch reminded me of a friend who said that as a young person in a sports management firm, she had to escort kabbadi players to a high-end salon where they got pedicures as part of a promo for the salon.
She said that she was wrung with pity and giggles as the hard-as-nails kabbadi players squealed with pain when their feet were being scrubbed and pumiced. Before we giggle at the sumo wrestlers and kabbadi players, let us quickly take stock of all the male-only activities around the world, which continue to be male-only on account of them being so sacred. Conducting funeral rites, entering sanctum sanctorums of temples, entering some temples at all, mosques at large, joining clergy in most Indian churches, several dance forms are all forbidden to women.
Because, God. The women were from different denominations; most were in their final year of study. A couple of them were discussing the brand new opportunities that had appeared because their church had just started allowing individual dioceses to decide whether to appoint female priests. One of them had got the equivalent of campus placement since a south Indian diocese had asked her to join as soon as she was done with college. She was careful to talk about it without gloating but one of the others was utterly fed up with the news.