gender studies

Non-controversial Testosterone Research Story Still Surprises: Expectation May Produce Stronger Results Than the Hormone

Mon, 2009-12-14 19:55

Ed Yong of Not Exactly Rocket Science passes along some fun news about gender, hormones, and “biology is destiny” memes. Questions of accuracy and bias arise in any study, and any news account of a study, but the information to assumption ratio in Yong’s piece is wonderful. Here are his opening paragraphs (emphasis his.)

What do you think a group of women would do if they were given a dose of testosterone before playing a game? Our folk wisdom tells us that they would probably become more aggressive, selfish or antisocial. Well, that’s true… but only if they think they’ve been given testosterone.

If they don’t know whether they’ve been given testosterone or placebo, the hormone actually has the opposite effect to the one most people would expect – it promotes fair play. The belligerent behaviour stereotypically linked to testosterone only surfaces if people think they’ve been given hormone, whether they receive a placebo or not. So strong are the negative connotations linked to testosterone that they can actually overwhelm and reverse the hormone’s actual biological effects.

He said it here.

That’s actually pretty consistent with…

  • findings related to testosterone levels in a variety of animals (but not, interestingly, the rats most of the early “confirmation” studies were done on) where aggressive and/or risk-taking behavior is undertaken to elevate testosterone levels in males, not as a result of elevated testosterone.
  • findings related to people’s reactions when they’re led to believe they’ve been given (or haven’t been) doses of other behavior-modifying compounds like alcohol and caffeine where for instance, going back at least as far as the 1960s where people are more likely, say, to act drunk when told they’ve been given more alcohol than they thought, or less drunk when told they’ve been given only a small amount.

And I’m inclined to trust the reporter not least because he seems to have done actual analysis reporting instead of regurgitating lurid bits. I’m inclined to trust the researcher because a) he doesn’t seem to be talking about the effect of a hormone on people rather than trying to prove gendered mandates and b) while his subjects were women that appears to be mostly because women respond more consistently and predictably to measured doses of testosterone than do men. (Which would also be consistent with findings that in men behavior changes a lot more in relation to relative rather than absolute amounts.)

I did say trust, though. Since the research appears to be gated behind a commercial firewall I can’t verify. So all I can say is it sounds interesting. And sounds measured. And sounds more like basic reporting on basic science than expectation-driven “just so” stories.

(Via Mackenzie at Geek Feminism Blog.)

Pursuit of (Gender) Happiness Part Two: Looking at the Language of Expectations

Wed, 2009-09-23 06:08

_This second post is a follow up to The New York Times, searching perhaps for alliteration, picked an unfortunate and/or loaded term in Saturday’s Op/Ed piece:

But the more women have achieved, the more they seem aggrieved. Did the feminist revolution end up benefiting men more than women?

Read the quote in context here.

Except for one big thing, what she’s talking about, and its source, is actually semi-reasonable, as she makes clear when you read further:

When women stepped into male- dominated realms, they put more demands — and stress — on themselves. If they once judged themselves on looks, kids, hubbies, gardens and dinner parties, now they judge themselves on looks, kids, hubbies, gardens, dinner parties — and grad school, work, office deadlines and meshing a two-career marriage.

Well yeah, if you’re just adding expectations to one gender instead of redistributing them across all of them then you’re committing to a lot more effort at the same time your chances of success will diminish at least somewhat. Even when men pick up some of the slack. Even though some women can have it all.

All that can be true and yet…

And yet what a choice of words in Dowd’s first sentence! “Aggrieved” is a wonderfully anti-feminist buzzword.

Here’s how Dictionary.com defines grievance

  1. a circumstance thought to be unjust or injurious and ground for complaint or resentment
  2. complaint or resentment, or a statement expressing this, against a real or imagined wrong
  1. a complaint arising from circumstances or conditions relating to one’s employment

Source

Grievances are not brought by superiors against subordinates. Grievances are not filed against one’s self. And so to say women are “aggrieved” is just one more way of locating women in the traditional role of supplicants, of nagging, whining or complaining. Of that most stereotypical of traditional gendered emotions: disappointment.

More to the point, though, “aggrieved” was Dowd’s choice of words. And if she presented herself as steadfastly progressive, as a revolutionary theorist, as a radical feminist, as a crusader for gender deconstruction, or as anyone else with a clear and frequently-articulated vision of where men and women ought to be going I’d hear her rhetoric of grievance a little differently. But she’s not! I’m not saying she’s not feminist (not at all.) I’m just saying she’s not been very good about articulating how our expectations, for ourselves and others, have shifted since the 1970s when the “baseline” study she compares us to today was made and when, incidentally, she began her own career.

In fact, you wanna know what life was like for women back then? Check it out…

In two paragraphs about California’s first woman state senator and assemblywoman Ariel of Feministing says all you really need to know about where feminism got its reputation for “humorlessness” and confrontation.

When [Rose Ann] Vuich arrived [as the first woman elected to the California State Senate, in 1976], there was no bathroom, and no recreational, social, or other facilities for women legislators. She became so incensed when her colleagues would address the Senate as “Gentlemen” that she rang a bell at her desk each time to remind them women had finally infiltrated the boy’s club.

By 1986, the mostly-female legislative staff members, including schedulers, legislative aides and the like, were still referred to as “girls.” Newly-elected Assemblywoman Bev Hansen was on the Assembly floor with a male colleague. A second Assemblyman approached and said, “Well look at that! I didn’t know they were letting the girls on the floor.” His male colleague replied, “Assemblyman, meet Assemblywoman Hansen.”

She said it here.

If you’re old enough to remember the 1970s at all you probably remember that the idea of “unisex” bathrooms outside the home was such an alien concept that municipal and state lawmakers routinely proposed making them or more accurately keeping them illegal. Which made the lack of women’s restrooms in the Senate more than an inconvenience for Vuich.

Please don’t confuse this with a “hey, women are making progress so what are you complaining about” pitch. I’m sort of kind of mostly sure even Dick Cheney wouldn’t want to go back to a time when state legislatures simply didn’t have women’s rooms in their capitol buildings. In fact I’m kind of sure that if, say, Mary Matalin had walked up to Cheney saying there was no women’s restroom in the undisclosed location he’d have said “that’s dumb, I’ll force some of my detainees build you one.” Point being she wouldn’t have brought it up as a grievance, nor would he have particularly received it as a supplication because that’s now an expectation. (Another expectation, oddly enough, is that right-wing hacks may be willing to roll the clock back for everyone else but they’re perfectly sanguine about paying women enormous amounts of money to help them do so. And those women evidently have high enough expectations about their own identities and career potential that it gives them no qualms to do so.)

Sheesh. I’m packing for a three-day camping trip with one of my children’s classes and it feels like I’m not being very focused here. But what I’m trying to say in the last paragraph is that there are two ways to measure gender progress — one by the actual progress, which is fine and yeah, if that was all there was to it then sure, what are them durn feminimisminists complaining about?

But the more significant way to measure progress is by what are the _expectations! By which standard you should be overjoyed by your Pentium II computer running Windows 3.2 because, geesh they sure didn’t have those in 1972 when the study Dowd is carping about set the baseline standard for men’s and women’s happiness. (Heck, I happen to vaguely remember that in 1974 a 4-function calculator was the size of a desktop computer! By which standard having an original Apple II ought to leave everyone over the moon!)

The point being that with expectations you can actually be making giant strides in progress while still feeling like you’re falling behind because your (perfectly reasonable!) expectations are growing even faster. What’s funny (and part of why I like the analogy) is that’s not even a controversial statement in computer technology!

I mean, yeah, you’ll still find people in computers being “aggrieved,” even legitimately aggrieved! But way, way more often a more accurate term would be “impatient.” Also “exasperated.” Oh, and “frustrated,” mostly by hidebound, foot-dragging, short-sighted, and pound-foolish obstacles to ever increasing, and usually perfectly reasonable expectations. And yet… and yet… you never hear someone in computer technology saying “we’re unhappy with the pace of progress, we were better off back in the days of 1,400 baud modems!”

So why, oh why, are so many people including cultural commentators like Dowd who, seriously, ought to know better working inside the frame that defines feminism as whiny, perpetually no-satisfying-some-women, and “aggrieved?” Instead of the perfectly reasonable, even more accurate, and compatible-with-the-cultural-zeitgeist framing like “impatience,” “enthusiasm,” “exasperation,” “anticipation,” or even “frustrated” by the slowness of the pace change in the face of rising expectations?

In computer terms there’s nobody accusing customers of “pushiness” for waiting impatiently for, say, Apple to release an iPhone-capable tablet computer, nor are customers said to be “aggrieved” by Apple’s incomprehensible partnership with the infuriatingly slow and spottily-connected AT&T Wireless. So why use that kind of language when you’re talking about other fast-moving developments like feminism?

Pursuit of (Gender) Happiness Part One: Looking at the Numbers

Tue, 2009-09-22 08:37

Maureen Dowd of The New York Times, searching perhaps for alliteration, picked an unfortunate and/or loaded term in Saturday’s Op/Ed piece while lamenting a new study that’s been getting a lot of buzz:

But the more women have achieved, the more they seem aggrieved. Did the feminist revolution end up benefiting men more than women?

She said it here.

First of all, yeah, the feminist revolution has already ended up benefitting men. You’d have to ask women who remember the days before the feminist revolution to say whether women have benefitted. As for whether men or women have benefitted more… I dunno. If the premise is that men can’t know women’s subjective experience or vice versa then I guess you have to take a look at the results everyone else is talking about. Which, fortunately for all concerned, others more skeptical than your average concern troll or NYT columnist already has.

Echidne of the Snakes, a statistician, reads the actual study (via Language Log’s Mark Liberman) and reports

She also points out that the statistics gathered, um, don’t actually show women are unhappier.

In the first set of surveys spanning 1972-74

Gender     Very Happy     Pretty Happy     Not Too Happy
Male  31.9%  53.0%  15.1%
Female  37.0%  49.4%  13.6%


In the second set of surveys spanning 2004-2008

Gender     Very Happy     Pretty Happy     Not Too Happy
Male  29.8%  56.1%  14.0%
Female  31.2%  54.9%  13.9%


Oh rats!

85% of men reported being some kind of happy in 1972-1974
86% of women reported being some kind of happy in 1972-1974

86% of men reported being some kind of happy in 2004-2008
86% of women reported being some kind of happy in 2004-2008

Yes! A huge change! Huge differences! And yes, Dowd’s right, men are one point happier while women’s overall happiness hasn’t increased (ok, ok, or decreased) at all, while women’s unhappiness has increased a whole three tenths of one percent! Roll back that clock, baby, right back to the beginning of Nixon’s 2nd term! We’d all be better off, right?

Echidne nails that one

Most importantly for the purposes of bashing feminism, stay-at-home wives are no happier than those who work

Read the quote in context here.

I didn’t think so. Nor, one imagines, does even Maureen Dowd think so.

Heck, not even Pat Robertson university graduate and Virginia wingnut-party gubernatorial candidate Bob McDonnell believes we’d be better off!

Which is a good thing what with (for better or worse) reported happiness and/or unhappiness statistics being pretty much where they were when Nixon won his second term.

One last thing, though: I happen to thing both men and women covered by those statistics are vastly better off than we were in 1972. And whereas relative happiness may not have changed much between genders, and therefore isn’t measured in comparative statistics, I’m pretty confident absolute happiness is a lot higher. Our food is better, our health is better, our jobs are more rewarding, our families are better, our schools are better, our sex lives are better, our environmental quality is better, our recreational opportunities are through the roof, our life expectancies are better, our mental health and ways to deal with mental-health problems are way better, and…

Our expectations are higher.

Uh. Oh! That last one ought to be a good thing — in fact it is! But near as I can tell it’s the only thing that keeps us from recognizing that we’re a) better off and b) happier in absolute terms than we were. The expectations thing is a bit of an issue, and a lot of our politics revolves around which direction we want them to go. And one source of that conflict of expectations is about whether we’d be better off if we just went back, past the heady days of the Nixon administration and the Viet Nam War to the halcyon days of… Don and Elizabeth Draper. Woah, talk about happy? It never got happier than that!

Note: This is the first of two posts on this topic

Gender Studies vs. Gender Studlies

Mon, 2008-05-05 18:41


Photo by Flickr user kristykay22. Used under a Creative Commons license.

The title of this post by Hugo Schwyzer says it all

“A man getting a gender studies major is most likely to be gay”: on the importance of refuting that problematic stereotypeRead his associated post here.

My initial reaction, while colorful, would have sounded highly ironic so I’ll just say I agree with Hugo and strongly disagree with the notion that men have to be gay to be interested in gender studies. If nothing else, 10,000 years of unreflectively othering everybody else has tended to leave us straight, locally-dominant-ethnicity males aaaaabout 9,975 years out of date. (Or worse! For instance I don’t really see Hammurabi shooting his friends in the face the way Dick Cheney, the current apical bud of patriarchy, did.) And whereas regarding women as if they were real estate or cattle might have seemed logical for a bunch of highly bellicose, pre-literate, barely post-nomadic goat herders with no better social models to work with it’s… been a while. So I’m just not seeing where you’d have to be gay, or even have mothers, sisters, wives, daughters, or other female lovers, friends, and acquaintances that you cared about, to take interest in or benefit from gender studies.

(More to the point, a good, non-dependent starting point for gender studies for men might be looking into the phobia part, the constant, uncertain fear men, even nominally “manly” men experience, that leads to homophobia in the first place. Because, seriously, minus the phobia part homosexuality is approximately as threatening as, as common as, and as blamelessly uneventful as Presbyterianism.)

All Across America

Sat, 2008-03-08 10:37

Saw an incredibly sweet movie yesterday for class,
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Transamerica_(film)”>Transamerica, with Felicity Huffman in the role of a pre-op transgendered Sabrina “Bree” Osbourne. Just a week before male-to-female reassignment surgery Bree learns she’s got a now otherwise orphaned son from a one-night stand nearly eighteen years earlier. Much warming of hearts ensues as she zooms to pick him up from New York where he’s been living on the streets hustling, meddling with drugs, and most recently, where he’s been busted for shoplifting. Presenting herself as a church lady (not much of a stretch!) Bree bails the boy out and drives him back across the country to L.A. Eventually the boy finds out Bree’s actually his father, Bree gets surgery, and the two reconcile… about as well as you can imagine under the circumstances. Which is actually a big relief and a much nicer ending than a much happier one would have been.

One of the more interesting evolutions through the film, I thought was that the main character starts out so unready for reassignment… so sure surgery is all she needs, so… in denial about herself as if she doesn’t want to start being a woman so much, or even stop being a man, as to just erase her previous existence. And over the course of the movie as she begins to accept more about this young man and the rest of her life she starts losing some of her inauthentic affectations of femininity — the extreme “drag” attire, the shovels full of makeup, even her strained, no-stretch-pretending-to-be-a-church-lady prissiness — in exchange for relaxation into womanhood. And while they don’t make any kind of deal out of it at all in the movie (it’s surprisingly free of unintentional, non-plot-carrying clichés that way) it become clear that her psychologist was right not to sign off on her surgery until she cleaned things up because she really wasn’t ready.

One of the great things I’ve gotten out of the combined-studies program I’ve been taking this quarter is just how much there is to take for granted about the vast, wet, alphabet-soupy mesh of chromosomes, anatomy, gender, orientation, and sexuality most of us blithely imagine is a pretty elementary one- or two-step determination. And the movie nicely illuminates some of that complexity.

It also helped me make a little peace with one of my big bugaboos about trans people: perhaps because I have the privilege of feeling comfortable and unambiguous about my chromosomes, my anatomy, my gender, my orientation, and sexuality I’ve had the privilege as well to feel confined unto strangulation by all the fucking do’s and don’ts of elaborately constructed gender. And because I’m so conscious that gender is constructed I’ve chaffed at the idea that some people would want all that only more!

I think I’ve mentioned this before but decades ago a friend spent a week with a group of mostly-lesbian friends on Fire Island, NY. She said she wound up partying with a group of cross-dressing gay men who, at one point, took her under their wing and did her up — shaved her legs, curled her hair, made up her face, found her a gown. She said they were doing all these things she’d never really bothered with, and they were really good at it. And she said she felt this sort of competitive undertone like “here’s how you really do it, girlfriend,” as if no actual woman could ever be as feminine as they could be. My friend said they were great, that they all had a great time. Me, I just thought it was as weird that a bunch of men would think they could talk down to women about femininity (successfully talk down, no less!)

But here’s the deal on that, and it ties back into the movie: the boy, Toby by the way, who is unambiguously male is only seventeen and you recognize that he’s still busy constructing his gender! What kind of hats to wear. Whether to shoplift. How to interact as an adult male with women and with other men. What it means for a man to have a car. How to meet, how to greet, how to top or bottom in bed, how to “drink like a man” (clue: don’t barf on your pre-op mom’s lavender skirt), and so on.

The point being that it’s not just trans people who do gender drag, or make decisions about not just what it would be like to be a man or woman but to some extent what it must be like. And if the Bree character in the movie starts out a little rough around the edges well… big deal! That most of us get the over-the-top-feminized Barbie-style clothes and Bob the Builder helmets out of our systems early shouldn’t make us imagine everyone else should get it right the first time should they take it on a little later in life.

And since, at least as far as my position of privilege is concerned, the answer if you’re a woman is “everything I do is feminine,” and the answer for men is “everything I do is masculine.” Perhaps even if “everything you do” includes getting surgical reassignment. And I can say that so confidently because I feel when it does come down to gender, as opposed to chromosomes, anatomy, orientation, and sexuality, we all substantially make gender up based on what we see around us and to accommodate generally absolutely legitimate, unquestionably present, but also pretty low-level and almost abstract knowledge of “what” we are.

At this point I’d be even more arrogant and ignorant than usual to claim to understand all the issues hidden behind the little ‘t’ in LGBT, but at least in part thanks to the movie, thanks to listening to some pre- and post-op trans people including a really great film and video professional who spoke after the on-campus movie, I’ve at least got it through my thick skull that “gender” is a manifestation of a deeper “what” we feel that, if it doesn’t match the anatomy we pee with (for starters), distracts some of us to a point that we seek anatomical reassignment.

Lot to think about anyway, and there are so many worse ways to get started (but only get started) than Transamerica.

If We Had Ham We Could Have Ham and Eggs, If We Had Eggs

Thu, 2008-01-17 20:32

Oh, and while I go (unfairly only for the most part) picking on Slate’s XX-Factor, and since I’m enjoying the heck out of my women’s studies course, I ought to mention that Juliet Lapidos has a post up titled “Women’s Studies, the Bane of Feminism?”

In college, I steered clear of the fringe, identity-focused courses. I figured I could learn about feminism or African-American history through conscientious professors in mainstream departments. Plus, it bothered me that gender and/or women’s studies classes were populated entirely by women and gay men, and Af Am classes almost entirely by black students. The demographics seemed like an admission of defeat…

Source: Julie Lapidos, XX-Factor

This is one of those situations where someone’s conclusion can be 100% logically correct, and even mildly agreeable, but not very helpful. (See also the impeccable but not terribly useful logic of “if we had ham we could have ham and eggs if we had eggs.”) The quibbles being that, oh, say, not all professors in mainstream departments are conscientious and not all women’s studies students (nor, for that matter, all professors) are women.

I do know that I’m getting some benefit from it, as I’ve mentioned. Although to be fair to Lapidos that might qualify as preaching to “our own.” But I wouldn’t say the surprisingly high-to-me mix of Asian, Pacific-Islander, African, Latin American, inner-city, lower-socio-economic-status, and traditional/conservative-religious women in the class necessarily count as “our own” either but they’re doing pretty well. Nor am I sure sure the other men, many of equally diverse heritage, who make up, oh, roughly 20% of the class fit the standard description either. And they’re doing pretty well too. And I, who in an only slightly different universe might have been one of those “conscientious professors in mainstream departments,” know a lot of… stuff… about women in history, politics, arts, science, and letters… but I’m still learning all kinds of stuff.

Yeah, over time, I think that having specific separate women’s studies and/or gender studies departments is a bit of a temporal coincidence. Come back in 100 years and see if, like, say, the once-new discipline of statistics, most women’s studies topics haven’t become intradepartmental rather than interdepartmental. But, for that matter, there still seem to be degree programs in statistics. So there must still be some use for separate departments and/or departmental subspecialties after all.

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Oh yeah, one of the cool things I learned this week: the earliest school of feminism, today known as cultural feminism but also known, sometimes derisively, as “difference feminism” or “exceptional feminism” tends to focus heavily on how women are different from men. Especially in the 19th Century, when it began, but also sometimes today, cultural feminists argued that women’s “better qualities” such as greater temperance and moral fiber made them as suited or even better suited to run things. Notice, however, that anti-feminists spend their time making near-identical arguments only with the arrows pointing the other way. By focusing on differences cultural feminists benefit everybody including men by calling out variation that, evidently, had been denied, ignored, or overlooked back when conscientious but untutored professors roamed the Earth.

And then, I learned, there’s (Classical) Liberal Feminism, which, almost opposite to cultural feminism in focus if not degree, tends to reflect upon the similarities between men and women and to agitate for equality of pay, legal standing, and political and social rights.

And yes, sometimes, like their anti-feminist counterparts, some of the more privileged and/or less-well-informed classical feminists wax about and advocate for recognition of the natural superiority of their gender — many nominally radical “rad-fems” are really cultural feminists. Nor is every liberal feminists hunky-dory either — Wisconsin law professor Ann Althouse, a political conservative, is nevertheless a liberal feminist who will tirelessly fight to make sure the law makes no gender distinctions… when it forbids homeless and millionaires alike from sleeping under railroad bridges.

Anyway, you might find some cultural feminists who think patriarchy should be replaced with matriarchy, but you’re not likely to find many classical liberal feminists who do. And if you had a third hand you’d say on the other other hand real radical feminists, the branch Twisty Faster and I seem to be most drawn to, disagrees with many priorities of both cultural and classical-liberal feminism.

And the point of highlighting such contrast-y schools of feminism? You’d probably already worked this out for yourself but if you were one of those people who said you disagreed with “Teh Feminists” you’d almost certainly talking through your hat since, in fact, large groups of feminists often disagree with feminists!

Update: Just to be clear, by highlighting divergent schools of thought (cultural vs liberal) or even greater divergence between individuals within such schools (Ann Althouse vs. Renegade Evolution vs. Hillary Clinton within liberal feminism) is not intended as a criticism! And if one is going to find that much diversity outside of academia it would be a little startling if there was less diversity within academia. Furthermore, since it’s entirely possible I wasn’t clear about this earlier, with so much diversity within the topic it seems extraordinarily difficult for anyone less closed-minded than Mike Huckabee to disagree with all of either feminism or women’s studies.

But what if it only kills the weak ones?

Tue, 2007-11-27 15:35

Ok, so this post started out with a simply, somewhat wry question with a patented figleaf twist on standard conservative tropes. I’ll get to that in a second but I wanted to mention the results of a couple of searches I did trying to find a story link from a month or so ago. The story was that in certain, mostly urban/near-suburban areas of the U.S. younger women tend to have higher incomes than their male counterparts.

The specific story I was looking for was some sort of whine about how men, and for that matter women, where having a pretty hard time with the issue that it’s somehow emasculating for women to buy dinner if/when they have higher incomes than the men they’re dating. (If you’ve got a link to one of those stories I’ll update the post and, naturally, give you attribution.)

Anyway, my intended joke was to the effect that if something as trivially inessential as earning less than one’s partner, or, even more trivially, having her buy you dinner is enough to render you unable to reproduce (or at least go through the motions of reproduction) then… isn’t that just survival of the fittest in action?

There are other outfalls, of course. One being that when we have real gender equity then on any given day when heterosexuals meet for a date then, ceteris paribus, about half the time the woman’s income will be equal to or greater than the mans. And, of course, vice versa.

The problem with ceteris paribus, though, is that everything else really does have to be equal. And, as with issues of partner selection and height where relative heights in heterosexual couples is greater than it would be if men and women were genuinely paired at random, we can see cultural bias in both lower-income men and higher-income women. In other words we’re not going to have social parity until both men’s and women’s expectations shift.

Another outfall, by the way, is that if it really was emasculating for men to have their dinners paid for, enough to make them allegedly lose ambition, enthusiasm, and libido, then it follows that it must be equally “emasculating” for women to be paid for. If that were so then one might predict that if, say, women’s dinners were traditionally paid for then they’d manifest below-baseline interest in sex with those partners…. oh wait!

Sigh.

I think the problem boils down to our general failure to distinguish masculinity from manliness, in the same way that women’s studies suggests we fail to distinguish being feminine from being a woman. And since some people are probably saying “huh,” check out the “opinion” of University of Texas student Ryan Haecker, Who wears the pants?.

Dresses epitomize womanhood in the Western world. Such has been the case since the western man adopted pants to replace the tunic in the sixth century (an aspect of the West’s Germanic barbarian heritage). Dresses allow us to differentiate between the silhouettes of men and women on restroom signs. Dresses are the indelible image of womanhood because of the symbolic nature of pants and dresses. If all fashions are symbolic, dresses in particular symbolize womanhood by more fully embodying the ideal of a true lady, the objective understanding of what men find attractive in the fairer sex: passivity, domesticity, childrearing, coital love, piety and fertility. These defining aspects of womanhood are immutable. We all tacitly reaffirm these attributes in our attempts to find a partner. Flirtation and courtship are reaffirmations of what it means to be masculine and feminine because it is only by fulfilling the obligation of our form that we can attract the opposite sex.

If that’s not enough you can read the rest here.

Got that? Women who wear pants aren’t feminine. In this case dresses signify femininity to such an extend that women can’t be feminine without them. In this same sense (and only in that sense) simply by buying them dinners men can be emasculated of their, erm, masculinity. Presumably by women in pants.

Which is, again, insane. Almost exactly half of my partners over the years have had and/or earned more money than I did. All of them have worn pants at least some of the time. Many of them have bought dinner for me. (I particularly remember a Friday night pizza-and-pitcher tradition/ritual that made all the difference in the world to me, and to us when we were almost literally starving students in college together. She could afford the $10 to cover both of us. I could usually afford only rice and beans, and towards the end of the quarter sometimes only rice.) But here’s the thing!

1: Only an idiot could fail to recognize the difference between fully dressed men and women.
2: And I do mean a target=”_blank” href=“http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/idiot”>idiot, particularly in the archaic sense of lacking the mental development of a four-year-old and from the Greek derivation of one who “has no professional knowledge, layman” and “unpracticed, unskilled.” Because, y’know, in addition to non-masculine/non-feminine-dependent visual and behavioral cues there’s also this thing called words that come out of these things called mouths that express these things called “preferences,” and “expressions of interest” such that even when visual and behavioral cues are ambiguous one can always ask and/or receive answers.
3: Pants come off just like dresses do.
4: When they do, underneath our pants men and women are profoundly different.
5: For healthy, lusty, untraumatized heterosexuals, those profound differences are, well… profound! (And of course for health, lusty, untraumatized non-heterosexuals the similarities are no less profoundly profound.)

Therefore: Requesting or requiring affectations of “masculinity” or “femininity” for the benefit of those who are so enfeebled, inflexible, or easily confused that they can’t otherwise tell men and women apart paints conservatives and traditionalists not as strong or moral but anchorless and weak.

Masculinity bleg

Wed, 2007-11-14 17:55


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To bleg: “A blog entry consisting of a request to the readers, such as for information or contributions. A portmanteau of ‘blog’ and ‘beg’. Also called ‘Lazyweb.’” This post includes a request for information from readers, preceded by an explanation of why I’m interested. —fl]

So… Y’know, one of the areas of “men’s studies” I’m trying to get a grip on is something Sulamith Firestone mentions a couple of times, though only obliquely, in Dialectics of Sex. She implies strongly that pretty much everything we think of as “masculine” was… sort of made up by guys like Norman Mailer, Earnest Hemmingway, maybe Dashell Hammet and Ian Flemming. (If so then I might throw in John Wayne, John Ford, and couple of other Hollywood personalities as inventing “manliness” as well.)

It’s certainly the case that you don’t see so much discussion what is or isn’t masculine in the 18th or 19th Century. And when we do it’s often got a lot to do with the ordinary seven-deadly-sin sort of vices than the sort of highly circumscribed behavior (can’t do this, don’t do that, don’t be caught dead near a quiche) stuff that started showing up in the 20th Century. Not to mention that while there was misogyny out the wazoo before the Mailer/Hemmingway/Ford set cranked up, it seemed more wary and way less horny. (For instance until, say, World War One most literate American and English men believed that ejaculating “as many as” ten times a year would lead to a depletion of precious bodily fluids and thus insanity and and early grave! And that meant ejaculation during heterosexual sex, masturbation was supposed to be infinitely worse.)

Anyway I could be just totally extrapolating that from Firestone’s work where she never intended to put it in. But I’d love to hear more about it if it’s true. And, of course, if it’s true then it would be pretty critical for developing men’s consciousness to know. Examination of “femininity” as an affectation seem pretty productive in feminism. I’m pretty sure discussions of “masculinity” would be productive as well.

Here’s a sort-of example of sort of what I’m talking about: There’s a reference in, I think, Tom Wolfe’s The Right Stuff to NASA publicity flacks running classes for first-generation astronauts who were, almost by definition, about as manly as it gets in America. The lessons? How not to drink, cuss, spit, or ogle babes? A little. But also… how to lower their voices, how if they had to put their hands on their hips at all to put them thumbs back like a cowboy instead of thumbs forward like women in kitchen appliance ads. In other words they were taking already brave, accomplished, and already exceptional men and applying this veneer of “masculinity” over them because, it was felt, it wasn’t enough for them to be heros, they had to pretend to be even bigger ones. Know what I mean?

Anyway, here’s where the begging comes in. Can anyone better versed in gender studies help me with links, clues, or other further readings into anything about this idea that masculinity as we know it has been more invented recently than inherited from time immemorial? I’d appreciate it.

[Final note: this post was triggered in part by yet another post by Hugo Schwyzer who was in turn inspired by the recent death of arch-masculinist Norman Mailer. —fl]

Sex under street-lamps

Thu, 2007-09-27 22:58

Ok, so I like to use the old philosopy of science joke about the cop who finds a drunk guy on his hands and knees under a street lamp, looking for his car keys. The cop asks where the keys were lost and the drunk says “way down the block.” The cop says “then why are you searching here” and the drunk says “because the light’s better over here.” Waka-waka-waka. I actually love that joke because it applies to so much of what we know about society in general and sexuality in particular.

Earlier I had a cranky post about unseemly sexism in Will Saletan’s article on differential ages of consent in Slate.com. I have kind of a love-hate relationship as a Saletan reader because he finds great information but I’m so often disappointed in his conclusions.

Now I happen also to have posted another cranky missal about how little is known — or at least paid attention to — about sex and gender as we age. In particular I grouse about how often sex and sexuality research has been conducted on college campuses where a) researchers congregate, b) research assistants tend to hang out, c) where it’s assumed the college-aged will be more forthcoming, and, finally, d) where the young people conducting the studies won’t have to think about sex between old wrinkly people in their 80s.

And yet… and yet… a question that’s left unasked might be “what makes anyone think college-age people might be more likely to answer questions about sex than their elders. Well, while the question might be left unasked, we might now glean an answer from Saletan’s not-so-questionable data. (Remember I like his data, I just worry about his analysis.)

So check this out (emphasis mine.)

Consent implies competence, and 12-year-olds don’t really have that. In a forthcoming review of studies, Laurence Steinberg of Temple University observes that at ages 12 to 13, only 11 percent of kids score at an average (50th percentile) adult level on tests of intellectual ability. By ages 14 to 15, the percentage has doubled to 21. By ages 16 to 17, it has doubled again to 42. After that, it levels off.

By that standard, the age of consent should be 16. But competence isn’t just cognitive. It’s emotional, too. Steinberg reports that on tests of psychosocial maturity, kids are much slower to develop. From ages 10 to 21, only one of every four young people scores at an average adult level. By ages 22 to 25, one in three reaches that level. By ages 26 to 30, it’s up to two in three.

Source: Slate.com

Got that? We draw conclusions about gender and sexuality from research conducted under “street lamps” where the light might be better, yes, but also where on averag less than half the research cohort have reached psychosocial maturity! And yet we assume what we learn about ourselves in our street-light-lit aggregate 20s is every bit as true of our 30, 50 or 75 year old selves.

Now here’s the tricky thing. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with people in their teens or 20s. “Emotional maturity” is a biased term so I’m not saying “nothing’s wrong” just to be nice. I mean nothing’s wrong! But! I think making assumptions about what “must” be true about sex and gender in general based on more conveniently collected responses and recollections in our college years might be as incomplete as basing them on grade-school years.

I’m just sayin’

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