privilege

Point of Privilege: No, Seriously, It Needs to be Accessible So We Can Talk About It With People Who Don't Think They Have It

Just to be clear, since several people have mentioned it in email, in my post Privilege: A Perfectly Accurate Word That’s Perfectly Unusable For Communicating With Those Who Have It I wasn’t complaining about the concept of privilege. At all! It’s actually freakishly important!

Instead I was complaining (and it is a complaint) that the language that we use is perfectly descriptive when recognized in others but not descriptive to the people it’s recognized in.

Consider the late gentleman who was privileged enough to own a private airplane, a consulting company, and a brick and stone house. He was privileged enough to be able to marry the person of his choice, privileged to be able-bodied and oriented towards someone he could have two beautiful children with. He was privileged to be loved enough by them that they became distraught when he failed to return home. And he was privileged to have a car he could drive to the airport. He had privileged skin color, car, haircut, clothes, and age such that he didn’t have to even think about getting pulled over for a “background check” by police or border patrol when he drove to the airport hanger where he kept his plane.

He saw none of this privilege. As with everyone when they have privilege it was invisible to him. It gave him no solace nor comfort. Even as it surely grated on those around him who had less. Or none.

The stupid fucker was exercising his privilege when he flew his airplane into an office building in Austin, Texas the other day, killing himself and someone else and injuring others — directly from the burns and impact, indirectly through grief, displacement, and loss of loved ones. He was exercising privilege when he killed his children’s father, when he killed his wife’s husband, when he emptied their lives of him and of the home he burned in… an only-slightly extraordinary expression of his sense that he had no privilege at all… because he was evidently unable to resolve some manner of dispute the way his (unrecognized) privilege let him to imagine he should have been able to, over taxes he owed on income he didn’t recognize himself as having been privileged to be able to earn.

I wasn’t thinking about that guy when I wrote about privilege. Instead I was thinking about the friendship-jeopardizing gulf of communication between Champagne and Benzedrine, who disputes the notion of privilege, and Britni Danielle, who clearly gets it but can’t get it across to C&B.

The inability to articulate it such that it can be received spreads chaos. The invisibility of privilege in those who have it spreads injustice. Sometimes, as between Britni and C&B the cost of failure is measured in loss of friendship. In Texas the cost must be measured in lives. In all cases the cost of privilege, as we can see over and over, outweighs the benefits: it increases the misery of others without noticeably improving the lives of those with.

This is not “mansplaining” and it’s certainly not justifying privilege. As in Texas it’s a deadly killer that manages to hide itself in plain sight, ruining, and even ending the lives not only the myriad victims but also its banally evil perpetrators. All things considered even a zero-sum game would be an improvement. Fortunately that needn’t be the only alternative. But it ain’t going to get better by telling guys who are suffocating trying to rebreathe the stagnant air of the unnoticed wind at their backs that they’re privileged. Even though to everyone else it’s achingly obvious they surely are, if they don’t see it that way the trick is to find out how to get through to them. Before they drive another fucking airplane, or yacht, or BMW into another crowded building, or, with their shoes full of their own fearful urine, write “legal opinions” that a Vice President who orders the torture prisoners is acting in “self defense.”

Privilege: A Perfectly Accurate Word That's Perfectly Unusable For Communicating With Those Who Have It

Summary: As promised (here: The Perversely Non-Perverse Reason You Don’t Need the Kings Navy to Protect Heterosexuality), here’s why I think the word “privilege” is a perfectly accurate but also in communications terms perfectly lousy term.

The problem with the word “privilege” is that people who have it never get to enjoy it. Or even appreciate it. Or, generally speaking, even recognize it.

Consider the old brain twister “we don’t know who first discovered water but we can be sure it wasn’t a fish.” When you’re totally surrounded and supported by something it’s literally invisible to you.

Viewed objectively it makes total sense that the technical term an observer would give it would be “privilege.” After all it’s visible only to those who don’t have it.

Rhetorically, though, it’s a total catastrophe. Because the term’s non-technical usage implies knowing luxury — one the recipient experiences knowingly, not unconsciously. Sort of like my grandfather talking about his childhood in Scotland in the late 1800s when instead of plain oatmeal three times a day his family had oatmeal boiled with bits of mutton in it for Sunday dinner after church. He thought that was pretty wonderful.

Ok, so now we’re getting to the point: Imagine that the only protein in your diet, every day, was oatmeal boiled in dead sheep. You probably couldn’t imagine the tedium of having to live that way. Until just now it might never have occurred to you that anyone would daydream about living like that.

My grandfather, who was 5’1” tall and had legs as crooked as a goat, and gazillions of other people throughout history, would snort at you with contempt. (As he would snort at his grandchildren, including me.)

The privilege part isn’t not eating the diet, or not being so well-fed you wouldn’t look forward to it the way my grandfather would have. Privilege is having it so far removed from your reality you’re not just unaware of it, you can’t even imagine it.

That you can’t even imagine it is precisely why calling it “privilege” is such a lousy choice: people who have it don’t have the experience of, well, experiencing it! Even though its existence is glaringly obvious to everyone who doesn’t have it.

If you want to try and discuss such a very, very real thing with… anyone who’s got it, you’re going to have to find a way to communicate their condition such that they a) get it but b) are not alienated by it. For instance if I see you popping open a Yoplait and call you privileged you are you’re going to totally eyeball-roll me. Nor would you be mollified if I then tried to explain that that the very fact of your eye-rolling was an exercise of your privilege. It’s not that I wouldn’t have communicated it to you. And (as, for instance, my grandfather or roughly 10,000,000 Hatians could tell you) it’s not even that you’d be very, very mistaken for thinking having an 89-cent yogurt didn’t make you privileged because anybody can have one any time they want. It’s that by naming your privilege I’d have alienated you to a point where further communication was shut down.

That’s going to be exactly the same experience when you tell a man he’s privileged because he can walk down the street without ever noticing that nobody’s checking out his ass, let alone groping it. Or, more specifically, if you try to tell a white one he’s privileged because he can walk down the same street completely oblivious to whether he passed a police officer, let alone whether the officer noticed his passing.

It’s not that there’s something to be communicated. It’s just way more tricky than you probably imagine.

Thus even though technically it’s a marvelously accurate word we need a better one for actual communication.

The Perversely Non-Perverse Reason You Don't Need the Kings Navy to Protect Heterosexuality

Via DemFromCT of Daily Kos, Kevin Huffman of the Washington Post says

On Sunday, as I hunker down with family and friends for the Super Bowl, I can rest easy knowing that CBS is working hard to defend my heterosexual sensitivities. On the surface, heterosexuality doesn’t seem like a particularly distinctive trait or one in need of broad institutional protections, but many seem to believe that we heterosexuals are delicate souls.

The media, the government, the military — all are ready to head off potential sightings of gay people.

In the case of the Super Bowl, CBS has refused to broadcast an ad by the gay dating Web site ManCrunch.

He said it here.

Sometime soon I’m going to have to write a post about “privilege,” which while technically accurate as it gets, and also glaringly obvious to those who don’t have it, is also nearly-by-definition, completely invisible to those who have it. That said, I like the way Huffman’s point illustrates a really huge problem with the invisibility of being the “normal” against which all else is “other.”

What I really wish people would get is that heterosexuality is as real and durable an orientation as homosexuality. I mean, it’s a peculiar condition of imagining one’s self “the norm” that it’s hard to understand you’re the way you are for exactly the same reasons others aren’t. You’re that way by accident of birth a.k.a. nature.

And by not getting that you’re also going to miss that you’re not “normal” temporarily, you’re not “normal” by whim, you’re not “normal” because you were exposed to the “right” or “wrong” social influence, and you’re definitely not “normal” by choice.

Any more than any given sexual “the other” is.

And that’s the thing. Being gay isn’t a choice! And one of the coolest things about getting that is that if you just thought about it you’d get that your heterosexuality wasn’t a choice either.

And if more people got that they’d get that they really don’t need the media, the government, the clergy, U.S. Marines and the Canadian Mounties, and, especially, various posses of gay-panic-stricken vigilantes to protect their heterosexuality. Or anyone else’s.

Insights into Privileged Thinking: Emily Zitek and Colleagues Research Paper "Victim Entitlement to Behave Selfishly"

Via Tyler Cowen Eric Barker of Barking Up the Wrong Tree points to an interesting-looking social psychology paper on entitlement and selfishness as it relates to a sense of victimization.

Does feeling like a victim make you selfish?:

Three experiments demonstrated that feeling wronged leads to a sense of entitlement and to selfish behavior. In Experiment 1, participants instructed to recall a time when their lives were unfair were more likely to refuse to help the experimenter with a supplementary task than were participants who recalled a time when they were bored. In Experiment 2, the same manipulation increased intentions to engage in a number of selfish behaviors, and this effect was mediated by self-reported entitlement to obtain positive (and avoid negative) outcomes. In Experiment 3, participants who lost at a computer game for an unfair reason (a glitch in the program) requested a more selfish money allocation for a future task than did participants who lost the game for a fair reason, and this effect was again mediated by entitlement.

via Journal of Personality and Social Psychology – Vol 97, Iss 5

Barker said it here.

Quick note: Barker may have been citing the print version. For whatever reason, though, the the article appears online in JPSP Vol 98, Issue 2: Victim entitlement to behave selfishly Zitek, Emily M.; Jordan, Alexander H.; Monin, Benoît; Leach, Frederick R. Journal of Personality and Social Psychology. Vol 98(2), Feb 2010, 245-255.

I’m not going to cough up ~$12.00 to read the gated version but while digging around for more information it looks like the same results turn up quite a few similar studies of selfishness, fairness, and sense of entitlement. I ought to add it makes sense because it’s been my intuition, stated repeatedly online and in real life, that privilege and entitlement (stereotypical male in particular, kyriarchal in general) derives more from insecurity and resentment than the stereotypical spoon-in-your-mouth aristocratic sense of “the peasants are revolting.” And finally makes sense because I’ve been around my children and their friends for 13 years now… although that experience might be unscientifically anecdotal. :-)

At any rate, assuming the research supports the conclusion, and assuming it confirms similar prior research, it’s going to supports my contention that those who exercise privilege tend to perceive their actions as defending themselves from unfairness or attack. With the result that asking, say, men to “give up” their privileges never seems to work (and, when it does sort of work, seems really wimpy, half-hearted, or passive-aggressive. Or chivalrous, which would be by far the least productive!)

I think it also supports my developing strategy of attempting to recruit “oppressive” classes with the entirely reasonable (and often easily-observed) point that conditions that are worse for someone don’t necessarily imply that conditions are better for you.

Language Usage: How Do People Refer to Service Persons and/or Servants?

When someone refers to a sex-workers customer as someone who “uses prostitutes” it implies a certain instrumental relationship towards the sex worker. One that, frankly, makes me at least a little uncomfortable.

Question: How do the same people who speak disapprovingly of the “use” of prostitutes speak about their own employment of…

  • Doctors
  • Hair dressers
  • Massage therapists
  • Plumbers
  • Accountants
  • Nanny
  • Gardeners

and, especially,

  • housecleaners?

Because, just in general, I’ve noticed that proper-minded people rarely speak of “using” doctors to check an unexplained cough, mole, or lump. Nor do you hear people speak of “using a plumber” to replace a broken toilet or leaky faucet. Nor do they talk about “using” a massage therapist when they need a kink in their back worked out.

Oddly you often will hear the same people say that they “use” a housecleaner, gardener, or pool-boy to keep their home in order.

I’m sure it’s just a quirk, sort of like the business in gendered languages like French or German where I’m perpetually assured it’s agreed it doesn’t mean anything.

I dunno. I was walking home from the grocery store thinking about this article in The Guardian about “why men use prostitutes.”

It’s a creepy article, mostly because of the alternately dreadful, desperate, self-deluding, and alienating things the customers say about what they know and how they feel about the (mostly) women they hire.

But it’s also creepy because of that “use prostitutes” thing the author and many of her compatriots do.

It’s an interesting article, and that’s just a minor quibble. But… I dunno. I mostly don’t like it when people talk about themselves or other people “using” people when they really mean they hire them to perform services. If the people themselves say “well yes, I use prostitutes” that’s one thing.

Update: Eh, maybe not so random usage. The report’s authors also uses phrases like “... had bought women in prostitution in the year before being interviewed.” With the extravagantly patriarchal implications that merely by hiring someone to do something sexual you’re buying an entire human being. Not a good thing.

Dumb Question About Privilege

So I was over at Jill’s I Blame the Patriarchy a couple of minutes ago and she made the point that even BDSM submissive men have privilege.

...whether he likes it or not, when Nigel hoists up his Dockers and saunters out of your dungeon into the public square, he’s enjoying the privileged status he has had the pleasure of internalizing all his life. You are not.

Read the quote in context here.

This is, of course, true in the same sense that her Nigel enjoys privileged status whether he’s sauntering out of a dungeon, sauntering down the aisle of a church, sauntering through the produce section at Whole Foods, or sauntering (or maybe wheeled on a stretcher) out of an alley where he was beaten and robbed.

Anyway, “privilege” is one of those words where I know it’s used in reference to imbalance of privilege — something you’ve got that I don’t, or I’ve got that you don’t. Or we’ve got that they don’t, and so on. And of course one of the fun things about the idea of kyriarchy is that depending on context privilege can be something almost anybody can have next to someone who doesn’t have it.

So what makes my question dumb is that I can’t figure out whether the idea, when the term “privilege” is used to indicate power imbalance, is to extend privilege to those who don’t have it, or take it away from those who do.

Incidentally just because it’s a dumb question doesn’t mean it’s a trivial one. Or a “just semantics” one. In theories of politics there are some pretty strong disagreements about privilege in the context of, say, rights vs. opportunities. For instance to turn an old cliché on its head, even when rich and poor alike have the right to sleep under railroad bridges — or give lap dances in Detroit — it’s generally considered a privilege not to have to do so.

Holly on the Fallacies and Conceits of the "Gatekeeper Theory"

If more evidence were needed that Holly of The Pervocracy is the real, solid deal and not “a rich white heterosexual American ‘privilegebunny’ who luxuriates in what you imagine is an oppression-free bubble.” A-hem. Anyway, tackling yet more vapidity in Cosmopolitan — a column about “Guy Truths They’d Tell If They Had The Guts” she says (emphasis hers.)

“Threatening to revoke sexual privileges is both cruel and unfair and leaves us no equal measure of recourse.”

Hurrr, funny joke, I know, but still. My body isn’t like the community pool that you can visit any time the door isn’t locked, it’s not something left open by default and occasionally closed as a punishment, it’s attached to a goddamn person. The thing a lot of guys don’t seem to get is that for a woman to not deny them sex, she has to have sex too. Giving a guy “sexual privileges” doesn’t amount to handing him a key and walking away, it means her whole naked body is going to be wrapped up in his and that’s awfully unpleasant to be doing if you don’t actively want it yourself.

She said it here.

Now that I think about it, there’s that respecting permission to have sex without respecting who’s giving permission again.

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So that’s the “sexual privileges” part. The “hurr, funny joke” being the “no equal measure of recourse” part. Because, you know, women being the “no-sex” class and all it’s just impossible that women could ever be horny independent of an initiating man. Tradition says hetero men must initiate. So a woman who’s horny when a man’s not, or, even more unthinkably, horny for him when he’s not horny for them, is going be invisible to him. (More sound at your back, dudes.)

Anyway, arms-length, nose-holding sexual theorizing from ivory towers and remote Texas ranches is great and I wouldn’t give it up for the world. But it can only take you so far. Holly brings equal certainty, and clarity, home from the front lines. And you can’t go far without that either.

Cleaning Up After Privilege

A. Serwer of TAPPED, reflecting on a misquote by a second party that made a third party look even more racist than he really is makes a really cool point about damned-if-you-do/damned-if-you-don’t politics. (Emphasis mine.)

Megan McArdle writes that “we have made overt prejudice into the social equivalent of a capital crime. I approve of this.” Well I don’t. I think it’s exactly like throwing people in jail for smoking weed. Everyone does it, and yet, as with Michael Phelps, everyone pretends to be scandalized when it happens. Racism becoming the social equivalent of a capital crime only fosters white guilt, that most useless of emotions. I’ve learned all too personally how that guilt curdles into resentment, resentment turns to hatred, and that hatred can lead to violence. As with the War on Drugs, the disproportionate response exists to perpetuate the disproportionate response. Well we shouldn’t pretend, and we shouldn’t be scandalized. We should just be honest. So let me be honest and say that I reacted somewhat belligerently to McArdle, and while I stand by my argument, I regret my tone. But I have no interest in making people feel prolonged feelings of guilt or shame over something everyone occasionally does. I just want to explain why something is messed up, rag on them a little bit, and move on. And I hope people will have the charity to do the same for me.

Read the quote in context here.

That last bit is pretty important too: the problem with privileged guilt, white or otherwise, is that when you’re in it it’s hard to get that you’ve just messed up, you’re just getting ragged on a little bit, but then to file it in the giant, all purpose pile of “dang it all I won’t do that again” we’ve all got instead of

- doing the huffy “how dare you…” defense – doing the anguished “how can I possibly apologize…” defense – doing the “I try but I’ll never learn…” defense – doing the “but I can explain…” defense – doing the (disasterous!) “I give up, I’m so sick of you people and your…” defense – doing the “{whatever}ism hurts {my privileged group} too…” defense – or…

...or otherwise when you’ve got guilt it’s hard not to make it all about you. Which, when you think about it is one of those major hallmarks of privilege. Guiltily turning someone else’s irritated “c’mon, you know better than that” into some kind of major life lesson (about yourself!) is still exploitation. In other words privileged guilt is a sentiment that exists primarily to perpetuate itself rather than, oh, say, cleaning up what you got ragged on for if it needs to be cleaned up, and moving on.

Kyriarchy, Ethics, and False Perspective

While searching for something completely unrelated I ran across the following post from last April by Jender of Feminist Philosophers.

Lt Colonel Diane Beaver was a staff judge advocate at Guantanamo Bay. She describes discussions about what “interrogation techniques” to use, in which colleagues took ideas from the TV show 24:

The younger men would get particularly agitated, excited even: “You could almost see their dicks getting hard as they got new ideas.” A wan smile crossed Beaver’s face. “And I said to myself, you know what, I don’t have a dick to get hard. I can stay detached.”

Then she gave her approval to waterboarding.

Standpoint theorists have argued for the claim that women or members of other marginalised groups may be able to attain superior positions for acquiring knowledge, at least of particular subject matters. But none of them would ever have endorsed the claim that female anatomy makes one automatically superior in judgments about torture techniques. The privileged standpoint(s) are not meant to be due simply to anatomy, and— most importantly, but most commonly overlooked by critics— they’re meant to be the product of a lot of hard intellectual work, rather than automatic. For more on standpoint theory, go here.

I nicked the whole post from here.

Seems like another failure to incorporate Elisabeth Schussler Fiorenza’s concept of kyriarchy into ethical decision making. In the context of the Guantanamo decision-making process having a penis (at least as represented in Lt. Colonel Beaver’s testimony) provided no advantage, but not having a penis provided no advantage either… while creating the (mistaken) impression it did.

"Not My Problem" Isn't Always Part of the Solution

Just a Girl of Don’t Ask Me- I’m Just A Girl, a former model, raises some pretty interesting questions. (All emphasis hers.)


I think the how can we reconcile what we like doing with the risk of harming others? discussion is one that needs to be had within the fetish and bondage photography community.

How can one “responsibly” create and display content that is potentially triggering and/or disturbing to sexual assault survivors (and sometimes other folks, too)? Do people who create this kind of content have an obligation to be extra sensitive to the needs of sexual assault survivors?

There’s not a discussion being had that I know of.

There seems to be a lot of Not my problem! and It’s freedom of expression/speech! comments being thrown about whenever it’s brought up.
Read the excerpt in context here.

One of these days I’ve got to write about triggering, especially given the shooting at my family’s church last week, but for now I’d just like to say that yeah, it seems like there are a lot of areas where people fly the (perfectly valid, often even perfectly legal!) “not my problem” flag. It’s technically true that BDSM practitioners have no responsibility for 3rd parties who’s childhood abuse issues are triggered. It’s technically legal that animal testers have no responsibility for any, say, anti-vivisectionists who’s issues are triggered. It’s technically not Sean Hannity, Bill O’Reilly, or some Knoxville gun dealer’s responsibility that they gave Jim Adkisson the means and motivation to shotgun a bunch of people watching children perform songs from Annie. And I’m perfectly serious, they’re under no obligation to do anything about anyone else’s problem. They’re really not!

Whether they’re smart to leave it at “I have every right…” is a different question.

But here’s the deal, and why I think JaGirl asking is different from, say, me asking it: I wouldn’t be anchored by my right because in her instance I’m neither a fetish/bondage model or photographer.

I feel comfortable raising this issue because there are related areas where I benefit from the umbrella of rights to, say, be my own model and photographer… while, of course, there are other areas (ahem Knoxville-area gun dealers) where “Not my problem” probably isn’t the most diplomatic course of action even if it is well within their legal rights. (And, obviously, no, I’m not equating fetish photography with gun dealers, instead I’m equating culture subject to repeated calls for restriction or elimination with culture subject to repeated calls for restriction or elimination.)

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