... you should leave our uteruses alone

commented by Kinga Tóth

Nonstop (Issue III/2019)


German-hungarian poet and performer Kinga Tóth. Photo: IMAGO / gezett

With the first piece of paper you get in Hungary you already learn a particular order in which things are organised - that's how many people see it. I am a woman from Eastern Europe (actually Central Europe, since Hungary is the heart of Europe, at least that's what it said in our geography book, and according to the latest spiritual research the heart chakra is also in Hungary). Which means that you have a strong accent and often travel west with dubious aims, for example to meet German men. This mad interpretation comes from comments I’ve heard from acquaintances, people who I sort of know.

Now I’m over 35 (just a little more), which means my biological clock (wherever it is) is ticking. In the West it ticks slower, here you can still give birth over forty. That’s not a thing. Moreover, today women want to work and make their dreams come true. (Of course they used to want that too, but it wasn’t so easy in the West either.) Elsewhere you often make sacrifices, some say. The passport with the number two determines a number two position overall: just take yourself back home and feed everyone and keep everything clean. In Hungary, the Prime Minister and also a very famous pop-rock singer (unfortunately my childhood idol) explained in great detail that women are biologically built in such a way, just because of their DNA coding: wider hips and narrower shoulders which mean no work, “just” child production and keeping things clean.

This is the schedule, up to forty you can even create four (children), then you can pay less tax. That’s the business of the year. Nevertheless, pure Hungarian children somehow are coming slowly. Right now, many are concentrating their attention on our wombs. They have become a (social) political vessel and our organ movements become a manufacturing community. However, these stethoscopes irritate the mucous membrane and the small organ cells could become angry. Can you still make love in peace if you are a woman? Now people talk about love they have chosen for themselves and not about forced love. Because yes, now it comes, if you are a woman, then you even have to be careful: there’s the men, their habitat, their culture, their behaviour, in the evening alone you would rather not, you choose the skirts in such a way, or better still wear trousers, that you, that you… That you are actually number two… and now it was only a small description of an organ, and we still have so many!

My months revolve around this vessel, in May I organized a Mariamachina church concert in Graz, a performance with old Marian songs and new poems, sound and music. In July the Femmes Festival begins in Münster. Interpretations of the uterus and uterine problems – independent of cultures and times, they are somehow always the focus of attention.

Even more phrases could be mentioned here, about the origin of life. But then, after the production, the product should be treated as a total (art) work. Not only having bread in kindergarten and no mice. More food and books in the schools and future prospects and clean air during later years of work. Yes, the uterus already demands a lot, but pays just as much in tax money for this new generation, which disappears just like our desire to produce. I am, or I would like to become a Hungarian global European woman with a freely breathing uterus, religious or not, hyperactive, capable of production or sleepy, modest or wild, it doesn’t matter does it? Shouldn’t you all be indifferent to this? In a state of equilibrium or at least at rest, the organs also function better – if they want to, if we want to.

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