equality

We've Come a Long Way From "You've Come a Long Way, Baby"

Mon, 2009-05-18 15:49

Dodai of Jezebel dug up a “women’s” cigarette ad from the 1970s that illustrates a pretty critical episode in the history of outsider’s conceptions of feminism.


Image from Jezebel – click to see in context.

The text says “We make Virginia Slims especially for women because they are biologically superior.”

In the 1970s things were both peculiarly hierarchical and simultaneously binary. It was a bad combination, at least in the states. For instance not only was there only “white” and “minority” people, either one or the other had to be better. Not only were there only males and females, but if one wasn’t superior the other had to be.

And so, especially in ad copy trying to “catch the groovy wave” of “women’s lib” it was inevitable that the idea of, you know, equality wasn’t going to come up.

Oh, it gets worse. The idea at the time was that if women weren’t going to do the washing, cleaning, and ironing then they’d go to work and men would have to stay home and be the “Mr. Mom.“ In other words somebody always had to be the “girl” and do all the “women’s work.” Oh, either that or we had to dress like Devo and pee in the dreaded “unisex” bathrooms. But one way or another a strictly zero-sum competition. Instead of, you know, maybe an increase in diversity, of options, of more hands to share the work, of more opportunities for people to rise to their full potential, and for people to de-stress about a great deal of artificial nonsense.

There are still people who don’t just remember those days but still believe it. Not a lot. But there are enough left, I guess, to be totally panicked about the possibility of tolerance, justice, or coexistence. Let alone equality.

Anyway, if it sometimes seems like people, older men in particular (since in critical awareness terms we’re a lot further behind the curve), seem unreasonably attached to the idea of gender equality, crap like that ad is a good reminder why. But… y’know, the 70s were a very long time ago. Time to get over it.

Greener Pastures, Please, Not Green Acres

Tue, 2008-09-23 13:21

[Another draft-pile post from this summer when it felt like I couldn’t finish anything I started. —fl]

Ann Bartow of Feminist Law Professors highlights a study on the hazards of “marrying up” that she got from Historiann

...she considers the findings, which she asserts support a conclusion that “Women, much more often than men, are in marriages that don’t privilege their career tracks.” Men’s and women’s academic careers start off relatively equally, but 6 to 10 years out, men are more likely to have tenure or jobs outside of academe (generally with higher salaries than those for professors) and women are more likely to have jobs off the tenure track.

She said it here.

Towards the end of the theme song for the 1965 American TV comedy “Green Acres“ the husband who wishes to move to the country sings “You are my wife…” and his partner warbles with resignation “Goodbye city life…”

The lines went largely unremarked because at the time it was a foregone conclusion that, even if the woman worked, a husband’s career opportunities pretty much determined where the couple was going to go.

From conversations with academic couples there’s also evidently an institutional two-for-one tradition where it’s assumed that if you hire one candidate on a tenure track his or (less frequently, evidently, at least for now) her partner will be over a barrel anyway so why “waste” another tenure position on them? Unless it’s a town with a lot of colleges if the spouse want to work in their field at all they’ll settle for non-tenure contracts.

I’m not so confident the twofer tradition will disappear — if the rise in divorce in the last 40 years hasn’t changed that probably nothing will. But with colleges now graduating quite a few more women than men there’s some better than zero chance that the unfairness treatment will at least become more gender neutral.

Another reason, by the way, why the equality of opportunity (look, now there’ve been two women vice-presidental candidates on losing party tickets!) isn’t always the best metric of success. (Fortunately it’s also not the only such metric.)

Up From the Bush Leagues

Fri, 2008-08-29 14:10


Photo by Flickr user Cryptonaut. Used under a Creative Commons license.

Hugo Schwyzer says of new conservative darling, mother of a four-month-old with trisomy 21, and McCain V.P. choice Sarah Palin:

What will the Phyllis Schlaflys of the world say about this? How will they ever be able to make the case that for the mothers of young children, the primary place to be is in the home?

He said it here.

That the Republicans would nominate a woman for V.P. is no surprise, even minus their idea of Hillary-Clinton-related “optics.” Seems like it was only two years ago January of 2007 last March last June I mentioned that they’ve had a pretty deep bench of qualified women and fewer qualms about considering them because for at least a generation they’ve been genuinely more interested in the hardness of a person’s heart than the color of his or her skin or the parts in her or his pants.

Considering that bench though I’m baffled that they passed over their bench of clearly qualified candidates (Kay Baley Hutchenson, say, or Conneticut Governor Jodi Rell or Condaleeza Rice, or Christine Todd Whitman, etc.) in favor of a farm-leaguer, no matter how promising. (And don’t get me wrong, as extremist right-wing, anti-choice, anti-environment, anti-government women goes she’s definitely got some serious promise.)

So yeah, I don’t get it. That bypass is going to alienate the mythical PUMA-aged women who really might have crossed over. It completely undermines the experience argument, which was their sharpest remaining stick against Obama. As Schwyzer says it undercuts what everyone from Phyllis Schlafly to Dan Quayle** fought for in terms of gender dynamics.

For now I’ll just echo Schwyzer and note the one wall Palin’s candidacy knocks down (even as she and her cohorts seek to build new ones.)

Real Men Don't Need "Special Rights"

Fri, 2007-11-30 16:48


Photo by Flickr user S.Languay. Used under a Creative Commons license.

So… some bozo writing for Redbook magazine rehashes a plate full of stereotypes about men and tries to call it “male secrets.” And some (relatively uncharacteristic) bozo at WebMD decides his site has to channel it.

Jeff Fecke, at Blog of the Moderate Left has a nice takedown…

Last night, I had a pain in my knee. (Probably bursitis; nothing major.) At any rate, I went to WebMD to check my symptoms and reassure myself that it was, indeed, nothing major, and I came across their list of most-read stories. Number one on that list? “11 ‘Don’t-Tell-the-Wife’ Secrets All Men Keep.”

Really? “All Men?”

The pain in my knee receding into the background, I opened up the story. And it did not disappoint in its craptacularness.

Like all “X things that are absolutely true about any given gender” stories, it was a mix of things that are true for all human beings, things that aren’t true for all human beings, things that aren’t true for all men but are supposed to be, and things that are just naked, raw sexism at its worst.

He said it here.

Fecke calls bullshit on each of the 11 “all things true” items in turn. Follow his link, above, if you want to find the original WebMD post as I’d rather not send them the traffic.

Amanda Marcotte of Pandagon takes her own stabs at the list. One that really hits home to me:

Secret #4: Earning money makes us feel important

In more than 7.4 million U.S. marriages, the wife earns more than the husband — almost double the number in 1981. This of course is a terrific development for women in the workplace and warmly embraced by all American men, right? Right?

Yeah, well, that’s what we tell you. But we’re shallow, competitive egomaniacs. You don’t think it gets under our skin if our woman’s bringing home more bacon than we are — and frying it up in a pan?

A lot of people come to me with questions like, “What do you feminists mean by ‘male privilege’?” This is a good example. Can you imagine a woman saying, “I know it’s shallow of me, but I need to make more money than you in order to feel all woman. Would you be a dear and hold back on your career to soothe my ego? Thanks!” while running out the door, sure the answer is yes. We’d rightfully consider that borderline sociopathic unwillingness to be generous to your chosen life partner, if a woman said it. But a man does, and it’s not considered right exactly, but at least just a cute “boys will be boys” matter that women are expected to tolerate.

She said it here.

See? It really is male privilege to say “By the way, hon, my ego is more important than you so do you mind, like, y’know, handicapping yourself economically? Besides, like, I can’t get it up if I’m not earning more money than you.”

It’s also… um… well, since it’s mostly conservatives[*] who are into this whole male-dominance thing, isn’t it worth pointing out that asking women to deliberately sideline themselves so they don’t outperform their partners sort of… like… affirmative action for men? I mean, and really, there really did used to be laws like that — in 37 states in the U.S. for instance, during the depression there were laws forbidding women from taking traditional male jobs, especially if they had a working husband. And… really… when you think about all the conservative handwringing over the ill effects of affirmative action on everybody else then doesn’t it stand to reason that… well… look at it this way…

Maintaining social conventions, let alone passing legislation, in order to artificially bolster the self-esteem of men by, say, handicapping otherwise perfectly capable, competitive women means you think men are really wimps, babies needing momma and daddy to pretend they’re really all grown up…

Now if we lived in such a society then we might predict a particularly mollycoddled set of men men would come up with, and make most popular on WebMD, a list of, oh, say, eleven fictional “truisms” they believe excuses them of any maturity, responsibility, authority, equality, choice, or authenticity. (Oh wait!)

Actually, as Marcotte puts it

...this entire list is insulting to men. Yes, it insults them in a way that a lot of men embrace, because it lets them off the hook for both house work and emotional work. But it paints men like little babies that immediately start to whine the moment even a minor task is asked of them.

Yeah, weird how anti-feminists who go on and on about “male bashing” feminists never notice how much utter bullshit they routinely bury men in! Sheesh! Thanks but no thanks, guys. I have a feeling real women like real men, not little boys all pretending to be big while wimping out on pretty much all responsibility that doesn’t involve bringing home money and shooting at something (each of which the average woman seem able to do about as well as the average man, or could if law, convention, stereotype, and fragile ego didn’t get in the way.)

[**] Yes, yes, some progressives too, but they’re generally chagrined rather than smug when called on it.

Unimagined in my father's day

Mon, 2007-08-27 10:51

I need to disclaim right up front that one swallow does not a summer make, that the plural of “anecdote” is not “data,” and otherwise admit that the following scenario may taste better with a grain of salt…

...but picture this:

There I am on a busy Monday morning
The stay-at-home dad, on play-date shuttle duty
Multiple children in the back of his minivan
Stopped for gas at a neighborhood station
Dad looks at construction site across the street
Notices two backhoe/loaders and full-size, triple-axle Peterbilt dump truck
Attractive jeans-clad woman mid-jobsite standing between the truck and loaders
Talking on her cell phone
Walks over to nearer backhoe
Pockets her phone
Yells something to the near backhoe operator
Gives complex, directive hand signals to distant backhoe operator
Climbs up, up behind the wheel of the Peterbilt and drives away
Stay-at-home dad climbs back into minivan
Wishing his children were old enough to still say “ooh, lookit the big trucks”
Glad they’re not old enough to remember when only moms drove minivans…
...and only men drove 40,000lb-capacity dump trucks.

My dad was out a few years ago and went with the children and me to a park. And he really noticed the men and just marveled, with undisguised envy and sadness, at how it would have been unthinkable for men of his generation to spend so much time with us, their children. At first, mired in my own stereotypes and biases I made up that they were just visitation-rights dads, it being a Saturday and all.

But since a couple of months before Father’s Day I’ve been really seeing men with their children, buying gas, buying groceries, small children on their hips talking cars and sports and jobs with other men, hanging in parks and playgrounds with strollers. I’ve been wanting lately to take up my camera, to haunt these venues and capture those images for the world to see men not just in traditional dad roles with balls or bats, nor just father roles with life- and driving lessons, with mothers always on hand nearby, but men as parents, not only prepared for scraped knees and snotty noses, not just prepared to say no to extravagant treats, not just prepared with diaper bags and plastic bags for smelly lanolin/aloe wipes, but unconcerned about being so prepared. Men as parents, men as nurturers, and no less essentially men for all that.

I’ve been wanting to capture that essence in photographs, to share it, show it, show it’s not just possible but that it’s already happening. Not only to show the world but to remind myself, as I should have when my father was visiting, that no matter how strong our stereotypes it’s not all about visitation rights days, about fathers as evening-and-weekend hobbyists.

I don’t know if the woman with the dump truck, supervising her backhoe/loader operators in her tight jeans and nice top, has a man who stays at home with their children. My guess would be probably not. Yet.

And that’s another way the world has changed since my father was my age.

One swallow does not a summer make. The plural of “anecdote” is not “data.” And the world, the country, and even my maybe-more-progressive-than-most city is full of counterexamples. And what we call patriarchy has a Xeno’s Paradox-y way of remaining firmly in place no matter how often the distance is halved…

So I know we gotta take these incidents with a grain of salt. But enough of those grains of salt, scattered on gender roles frozen in seemingly timeless ice of mindless tradition, softens it, weakens it, melts it.

We can do this.

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