Saturday, April 13, 2013

The true cruelty in the Magdalene's asylums



A few days ago while I was doing some “channel-hopping” I came across a movie called “Die unbarmherzigen Schwestern” (in English it’s called “The Magdalene Sisters”). The movie had already started an hour earlier so I had some problems with figuring out the plot but after watching for a while, I understood that it was basically about a convent in Ireland and how the girls, who were forced to live there, were treated. 


This afternoon I decided to watch the whole movie again in English on Youtube. First of all, I have to admit that I watched it with English subtitles but in my opinion they were absolutely necessary. Due to the strong Irish accents and certain words they use in the dialogues, it was sometimes difficult to follow the actors. But back to the gripping plot and why I think this movie is absolutely worth seeing:
The movie takes place somewhere in Ireland in the early 60s. The three young women Rose, Bernadette and Margret are sent involuntarily to the Magdalene’s Convent since they have been “sinful” and need guidance to find the way back to God. In the conservative and Catholic Ireland it was seen as a sin to give birth do a baby before getting married (like Rose did), to be too flirty and  (like Bernadette, who was the most beautiful girl in the orphanage she grew up in) or to attract the attention of men (like Margret, who was raped by her own cousin). Therefore, the sisters of the Magdalene’s Convent think it’s their divine purpose to punish all these from society shut off girls. The women in the convent are being treated like prisoners: They have to work hard all day long in a laundry where they are not allowed to talk to each other, the food they get is inedible and for the smallest delicts they are get beaten with whip. Also one of the girls, who is mentally retarted, is regularly getting sexually abused by the priest of the convent.
After the abuses become more and more brutal, the three protagonists are able to escape and to start a new life. 




Well, seeing how cruel the girls living in the Magdalene’s Convent were treated really shocked me. But when I was doing some research on this Convent, I found out that tragically the movie is based on a true story: In Ireland and in Great Britain estimated 30.000 “fallen” women were incarcerated in such Magdalene’s Convents. At its beginnings, the convents were seen as a refuge for prostitutes, where they were given the chance to become religious again, but with the time more and more women and girls were sent there. Often, they had been sexually abused by their male relatives and blamed for this or unmarried mothers with no support of their families. The life in the asylums was hard as the women had to work long hours in laundries and were not allowed to talk to their fellow imprisoners – just as depicted in the movie.
The last Magdalene’s Convent was closed in 1996 after the truth of the treatment of the women in the asylums had been revealed. 


This February, the prime minister of Ireland Enda Kenny officially issued a full state apology to the women of the Magdalene’s Convents and described the convents and their laundries as "the nation's shame". I think this official apology was a great step but the Catholic Church has still not apologized for the abuses that had been going on for almost 100 years in the Magdalene’s asylums… 







Here's a very sad poem I found in another blog that portrays the feelings of a girl in a Magdalene's Convent:


I was an unmarried girl
I'd just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I'd be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries



Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly
By her parish priest
We're trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the steaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries



Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me--
Fallen women--
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ...
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh charity!


Peg O'Connell died today
She was a cheeky girl
A flirt
They just stuffed her in a hole!
Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring!
One day I'm going to die here too
And they'll plant me in the dirt
Like some lame bulb
That never blooms come any spring
Not any spring
No, not any spring
Not any spring

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Vienna - actually not that bad?



Sure, I’ve been to Vienna quite often so far. With my family, with my school class, with some friends. I dare to say that in 19 years of casual Vienna visits I’ve already seen most of the sights that Vienna offers. I’ve admired the pretentious interior furnishing of Schönbrunn, watched the lions and monkeys in the zoo, walked with great respect through St. Stephan’s Cathedral and visited a real Viennese café at the Opernring. Sure it was nice, but I have to admit: I never liked it. I never had the feeling that I and Vienna had a “connection”. For me, Vienna was just the capital of my home country, which I visited every now and then to do some sightseeing or to visit my relatives living there. Of course, it’s a very beautiful city with lots of points of interest, but I was always happy when I was on my back home to Styria. I can’t really explain my disfavour towards Vienna but it always had been like that. It was not because I had been mugged there or if I were afraid of big cities (the contrary is the case, thaha ;-) ), but I just didn't like it!! I never felt comfortable in this city and I was kind of obsessed with finding more flaws there. When I was there, I always started comparing Vienna with other Austrian cities I know – and it always lost. Neither was Vienna as romantic as Hallstadt nor was it as impressive as the old part of Salzburg.

But back to how my difficult relationship with Vienna has changed: Two weeks ago I went to Vienna with my family as my parents wanted to invite me to visit the musical “Legally Blonde”. When we were walking through the city centre in what felt like – 20 °C after we had seen the musical, I suddenly had the feeling that Vienna is not that bad. We went for a walk through some narrow streets near our hotel and I saw a lot of things I had never noticed before. For example, I found a street near the Mariahilferstraße which seemed to be as steep as a street in San Francisco! While we were walking, I came across more and more things that appealed to me: Creative graffiti and drawings on the floor, small shops that sell almost everything, exotic restaurants with a very unusual menu… I’m sure I would have walked on for hours to encounter these to me unknown streets of Vienna if it hadn’t been that could.



After this experience, I have to say that I’m already looking forward to my next visit to Vienna.. And I’m I will try to avoid the main tourist attractions and prefer to go for a walk off the beaten track to experience the “real” Vienna!

Hope you enjoy your last week of Easter holidays! 
See you all soon!