I am French therefore I love complaining. It is in my DNA.
When I read about the French new combat on the infamous Burkini invading our beautiful beaches, I should have reacted strongly. Yet I still don’t understand the fuss. Why? I am a proud feminist, anti clerical and a born democrat. Still ..
Blame it on 20 years away from home. On meeting people from totally different cultures than mine, with a mindset billions years away from mine. That taught me that there are other ways to appreciate life, and those other values do not compete with mine. They enrich them. They open my mind and my heart.
Come to Asia and see how most of the Japanese and Korean dress up as soon as they feel the first ray of sun . Look around at the other people, and check who is shocked. No one! You must come from Occident to see a Burka where most of Asian only see a sun protector.
Now imagine how those people would dress at the beach! Where the sun could forever damage their fragile white skin, ultimate symbol of femininity and purity? Now we are talking suits: long sleeves, hats, trousers, even fashionable dresses are their version of our bikini!
Yes, you ll have the occasional Occidental tourist laughing out loud at them and wondering why why those people actually go to the beach. But after a few years in Asia, I honestly don’t notice them anymore. Wrong, I do notice them as they remind me to put some more sunscreen so I won’t look like a crocodile at the end of the day.
Now if a Burkini is too much for your taste, what do you think of the Chinese facekini? Believe it or not, it’s a hit over there!
Whenever you get a chance, travel!
It is the best remedy to all Trumpidity, Burkinshit and other pains our society is suffering from!