Thursday, June 23, 2011

Girls Can't Right



Gentlemen, you may want to leave the room for a bit, I'd like to have a word with the ladies, privately. Lately, I've been reading a bit of "women's issues" material. Don't look so shocked, my scope is broad (pardon the pun) and the titles caught my interest. Rather than bore you with the details, I'll just get the underlying message:

Why did feminism fail to deliver on its promises, and whose fault is it?


In article after article, in multiple books, in interview after interview, I keep hearing the same thread of conversation. Its been decades already! Why do women still have to settle for second rate incomes? Why are the majority of people living in poverty still women? Why are women consistently underrepresented in the ranks of policy-makers and corporate executives? What the hell went wrong?


I've heard women complain about the subliminal culture of "pink think", which is embodied in the pink-frocked June Cleaver anachronism squealing from atop a kitchen chair at the tiny mouse dashing across the floor. I've heard others point out the travesty of having "Daddy's Little Hottie" spelled out across the seat of shorts made for infant girls. Still others point to a culture that refuses to accommodate the realities of child-bearing and motherhood, forcing women to choose between care-giving and career. Others, inevitably, try to paint the word "traitor" on any woman who subscribes to what we popularly call "girliness", since they must necessarily be reinforcing unenlightened, chauvinistic stereotypes, mustn't they? It all boils down to that single question, however, "What went wrong and who do we blame?"

Well girls, here I am, the proverbial knight in shining armor to rescue you from you own ignorance: It didn't work, you twits, because you completely forgot to include half the population, the male half, in your calculus of social justice.

Intentionally ironic stereotyping not withstanding, and with the understanding that yes, no doubt that some women (I can't even begin to suggest a proportion) always understood this, you cannot expect that any sweeping change of social norms is going to take when you fail to define what is supposed to happen to half of the participants. Invariably, in every conversation I have ever had on the subject of feminism and women's rights, etc., I have not once had it explained to me what the lads and I are supposed to be doing while you girls are burning your bras and building a better tomorrow. Don't get me wrong, please; I am emphatically in favor of women's rights. What I have to take issue with, however, is that those gains for women in this country (and the world at large, but let's start small, shall we?) cannot come at the expense of the rights of men. That would include, as it happens, the right to have a say in our futures, which you cannot deny are going to be severely impacted by any sudden or drastic shifts in the social dynamic.

I could on in detail about gender roles, power relationships and a host of other highly subjective concepts. I could easily poke fun at the rabid-dogs amongst both feminists and their counterparts among more reactionary men. The fact is though, that I just don't care. I generally hate subjective debates and frankly, by this stage, I think we could safely say that the arrangement of life between the sexes (not genders, that's a separate kettle of metaphors) is a touchy subject, and leave it at that. Ultimately, the real problem isn't male chauvinism or regressive females. The problem, ladies, is that the very idea of feminism mutilates something larger, more important and ultimately more far reaching: humanism.

There really isn't any arguing that a great deal the English language and its use can give the impression of leaving you ladies out of full consideration, "Mankind, the rights of men, one man-one vote." Now, my stance for traditional language aside, obviously these phrases were never designed to slight, exclude, denigrate or subjugate you. Neither, I hasten to point out, was the term feminism designed to suggest that the lads and I weren't worth bothering over. The undeniable fact, however, is that feminism tends to focus overwhelmingly on the needs, desires and condition of women, without going so far as to mention men, except as adversaries. That is a serious problem. Seriously, do you honestly expect to be able to achieve any goal at all when you're treating half the human race as The Enemy?

If you really want to ensure the rights, freedoms and protections of women, then you need to ensure them for all mankind.

Sorry, couldn't resist.

Instead of framing the discussion in terms of "women's rights", define your goals as human rights.Remember that you aren't alone in the world, remember that men, just as much as yourselves, don't want to feel neglected, disenfranchised or otherwise second-class. You might just find that you have more sympathy than you suspect. Additionally, never forget the axiom that many hands make for light work. Take my own case as an example: I'll admit now that, while I would back legislation that "guaranteed women equal pay for equal work," I would feel one whole hell of a great deal more comfortable with one that read, "guaranteed all people equal pay for equal work."

So, that's about it for now. I only have one other thing to point out, and that only for the grizzled, militant veterans of the feminist movement. For the love of us all, please, calm down. Stop being offended by the girl down the hall in the pink stilettos. If the underlying ideal behind feminism the liberation of women, then it is completely hypocritical of you to be offended when one of you practices that liberty in a manner of her own choosing. Even if that means looking, acting, talking and dressing like an infantilized, adolescent sexual fantasy.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Another Day...

A hell of a lot has happened over the last few weeks, most of which I'm not going to cover here at the moment. The two big things are my return to college and my girlfriend's departure. In the first case, I'm now once more enrolled, this time at Southwestern Community College in beautiful Chula Vista, CA just outside the city of San Diego and literally just 10 minutes from the heart of downtown.


Its a funny thing, being back on this campus after so long. Admittedly I wasn't a student here then. No, at that time I was still enrolled at Mar Vista Middle School in Imperial Beach. Let's just say I found the education at the college to be far more engaging, although it did spoil The Great Gatsby for me...I didn't have to wait another 4 years to find out how insanely tedious it is. That being said, I have to admit I like what they've done with the place, and more importantly, what they haven't done. The grounds are a bit small in some ways, but it really is bigger on the inside with everything being oriented around the Student Service Center and the lovely green space around it. Still a nice collection of shade trees strewn about the grounds and the clusters of short, geometrically interesting buildings with their cool and breezy arcades. I don't know why, but the place always manages to remind me of how cool and awe-inspiring science, technology and "The Future" (tm) was when I was a kid. Its a good feeling.


On the other hand, my girlfriend is now gone off to become a truck driver. I have mixed feelings. I am enormously proud of her! She got her CDL and frankly did better than I did when I went for it. I had to take the test five times! She got it in one. Then again, she's gone for the time being. She's doing what she needs to do, both for herself and so that she and I can build a life together but I can't help missing her terribly. I've lost track of the number of times I started to turn and say, "Hey, check this out," only to realize that she isn't here just now, please leave a message in the awkward silence.

I'm taking three classes atm: Japanese 101, Business 120 and CIS 101. That's Elementary Japanese, Introduction to Business and "How to use Office Suite, for Drooling Idiots".

Well...I might be taking liberties with that last one, but what that hell, it's accurate.

Japanese is far an away the most interesting. Excellent instructor. Ayumi Gervais is her name and she manages to be organized enough to keep things running smoothly, friendly enough to be approachable with questions and interested enough in her own subject to indulge my prodding for further expansion of lesson material. She practically lit up this past Monday when I asked her about the rules for applying the title -san to the name of a third person in a conversation. Going to have to make a serious effort to stay with her in this subject.

By contrast, my Business instructor reminds me of nothing so much as a train wreck in stop-motion. Not even slow motion, but stop-motion. Like some sort of philosophical antithesis to the stop-motion Christmas specials I loved so dearly as a child. She demands a high standard of writing in our weekly submissions in a cobbled together web doco using three different fonts, in no particular order, multiple, variant highlights (using secondary colors that your eye just slides right off of) multiple text sizes and finally, as if it wasn't bad enough, formatted such that these decrees can't be fit onto a printed sheet.

Her taste for not-so-subtly couched free market capitalist propaganda paraded about in the lamb's skin of a lesson plan doesn't help either. Nor am I impressed by the fact that it takes two weeks to get a one-page paper back from her!

Fortunately, I don't have to have much to do with her and my third instructor, Professor Pochodowicz, is far more helpful. Admittedly the course I'm taking from him right now is very light-weight, but when questions do come up, he takes the time to provide an answer. I hope get him again, particularly for any CIS security-type courses. He is very big on security and gives us two or three cautionary anecdotes each day. There are a couple of chatterers however...here's hoping he drops them.