A supermarket of female bodies, open and accessible to anyone. It's called "My Wife," a public Facebook group with over 31,000 members. Inside, men posing as husbands, boyfriends, or partners post photos of their partners without consent: in their swimsuits, in the kitchen, lounging on the couch. Daily snapshots that become material to be exhibited, consumed, and degraded.
Comments accompany each image like toxic captions: "This is my wife," "What would you do to her?", "I know what I would do to her." It's nonconsensual pornography, but it's also much more: a collective ritual of possession and humiliation, a game of complicity that transforms intimacy into public display, love into domination.
The complaint comes from No Justice No Peace , the campaign that collects testimonies of violence under the hashtag #notallmen. For days, it has been calling for reporting the group, calling it what it is: abuse.
An abuse fueled not by a few anonymous profiles, but by thousands of men, some with clearly visible names, ready to transform their relationships into a stage of sick virility.
And unfortunately, it's not an isolated phenomenon. In Italy, according to estimates, at least one in five men participates in similar groups. These aren't dark corners of the web, but mass digital marketplaces, where misogyny becomes normal and consent is treated as an irrelevant detail .
The "My Wife" case isn't just a matter of privacy violation, it's an act of technologically mediated sexual violence, a crime that uses social media as a sounding board. Every "like," every obscene comment is direct complicity.
Reports have already been filed with the postal police, but meanwhile the group continues to exist, replicating itself, demonstrating how fragile the boundary between social networks and structural violence is. Here—alas—there are no strangers peeking through keyholes: there are men who say "I love you" while simultaneously selling the image of the woman beside them .
The question, at this point, isn't whether Facebook will shut down the group. But why it took a flurry of public complaints to spot a market in female bodies exposed to the light of day.
