Who is the bigger loser?
A boxer of women
or a boxer of men?
Who is closer to you?
Who possesses a similar body,
similar biology,
similar hormones,
the same biological sex system,
a similar experience of being a man?
A man
or a woman?
When you strike a woman,
you strike the opposite.
When you strike a man,
you strike your own likeness.
Your own shadow.
Someone who resembles you yourself much more.
So why do we call one a disgrace,
and the other so often courage?
Why should a man feel greater because
he defeated another man?
By what right are two similar forces to destroy each other
instead of joining?
By what right, when you need to strike,
do you strike your own likeness?
Your own shadow.
Your own fellow man.
Your own brother.
Yourself in another body.
When you beat your own likeness,
do you win
or lose?
When you humiliate your own likeness,
do you become greater
or smaller?
When you have to defeat another man
to feel like a man —
then where is your strength?
Who knows you better?
Who better knows the same body,
similar tensions,
similar shame,
similar needs,
a similar male nature?
A man
or a woman?
Then why do you call striking that
which is closer to you,
knows you better,
can understand you better,
feels more similarly to you —
courage?
Do you call it a win?
Instead of a disgrace.
Instead of a loss.
So once again:
Who is the bigger loser?
A boxer of women
or a boxer of men?
The one who strikes the opposite of himself?
Or the one who looks at his own likeness,
his own shadow,
his own fellow man,
his own brother —
and it is precisely him he has to defeat
to feel like a winner?