{"id":389,"date":"2016-02-13T09:59:15","date_gmt":"2016-02-13T08:59:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/?p=389"},"modified":"2025-03-05T14:12:34","modified_gmt":"2025-03-05T12:12:34","slug":"segregators-anonymous","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/firmas\/segregadores-anonimos\/","title":{"rendered":"Anonymous segregators"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">-Welcome to Segregators Anonymous! Juan, tell us your story. Strip your traumas on this hanger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">-Thank you very much. Hello, my name is Juan and I have studied in a school of differentiated education. I'm sorry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We are seven siblings and we all inherited clothes and ate frozen pasties. Coca-Cola was the symbol of the holidays. Today's stale bread was tomorrow's breadcrumbs. And on our birthdays there were balloons, popcorn and chips. We were never happy meal people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Three sisters. Three brothers. Orders. Dishwashers. Brooms. Imagination. A modest house, but very much a house. Sweated with the illusion of two fronts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Seven public schools would have loosened the tie. But my parents decided to complicate their lives because they felt like it. I went to an all-boys school. All in uniform. With ties. My sisters went to an all-girls school. All in uniform. In plaid skirts. They went to the school next door, the one we winked at when we went cross-country.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">No memory of that school is of a couch, of a pill, of group therapy. Really. I would say more, and you will forgive my boldness. I remember those great years very fondly. I did not feel that I was being turned into an undercover wife-beater, or a Martian, or a compulsive segregator, or an unresolved sexual tension, or a hammer of heretics, or a generator of phobias, or a provocation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Never ever in my life, I promise by the regime, did I feel like a child trained to be antisocial, sexist, classist, radical Catholic, intolerant, rapist, blindly pepero, mental gumshoe... You are laughing your heads off. I understand that. But here, in confidence, without Rottenmeier ladies who watch over my single thought with webcam, I feel free... At school I learned things, and at home I learned them all. In both places I learned to respect people. It was in the environment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My trauma, let's say, is more like a controlled anger. The Junta de Andaluc\u00eda is determined to turn me into an alleged or future abuser of women, men, or vice versa. A danger. Guilty. And other Boards that are not from Andalusia, because it is a new policy to turn into social segregators those who believe that other educational models are better. And they pay them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I'm offended by this iniquity. Because it is a design lie as big as the San Telmo Palace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Bile segregators: you can stop pointing the laser pointer at me. Come on. Thank you.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u2014\u00a1Bienvenidos a Segregadores An\u00f3nimos! Juan, cu\u00e9ntenos su historia. Desnude sus traumas en esta percha. \u2014Muchas gracias. Hola. Me llamo Juan y he estudiado en un colegio de educaci\u00f3n diferenciada. Lo siento. Somos siete hermanos y todos hemos heredado ropa y hemos comido empanadillas congeladas. La Coca-Cola era s\u00edmbolo de las fiestas. El pan duro de [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":45971,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pmpro_default_level":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[47],"tags":[599],"class_list":["post-389","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-firmas","tag-familia","pmpro-has-access"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/389","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=389"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/389\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/45971"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=389"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=389"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/staging.omnesmag.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=389"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}