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Who’s playing the gender card now?

Everyone is piling on Hillary Clinton for allegedly using her gender to garner sympathy in the presidential election. Even Maureen Dowd — author of Are Men Necessary? — is accusing Sen. Clinton of using her status as a Vaginal American to get ahead and get out of answering tough questions. The story has only gotten bigger and bigger since the last debate. And it’s illustrating one major problem with American media and public perception: If you repeat something enough times, it becomes true. Even if it’s not.

See, Clinton never actually threw down the gender card, during the debate or in conversations about it thereafter. She even explicitly said, “I don’t think they’re piling on because I’m a woman, I think they’re piling on because I’m winning.”

I think that’s an accurate characterization.

The big post-debate gender-mention was in her speech at her alma mater, when she said, “In so many ways, this all-women’s college prepared me to compete in the all-boys club of presidential politics.” Yes, she mentioned gender. But that isn’t quite the same thing as using it to garner sympathy. And are we all supposed to pretend like gender doesn’t matter and doesn’t exist at all? That the presidential race is split evenly between men and women, and that presidential politics aren’t actually an all-boys club? She was also speaking at her all-women’s college about her candidacy in a race that is historic because she is both a woman and her party’s front-runner — and the only woman of 17 presidential candidates. Of course that’s relevant — and it’s what everyone has been talking about. Yet when Clinton so much as mentions it — and certainly not in a self-pitying way — she’s taking unfair advantage of being a woman.

Most of the Clinton critics are focusing on her team’s reaction to the debate. According to the Chicago Tribune, “In Tuesday night’s Democratic debate, Clinton bobbled a question about illegal immigrants getting driver’s licenses in New York, appearing to both support the idea and later distance herself from it. Her campaign responded with a video showing each of her male candidates zeroing in on her.”

What should they have released? A video of the female candidates zeroing in on her?

No one from the Clinton campaign argued that the other Dems are targeting Sen. Clinton because she’s a woman; they simply pointed out that the debate did devolve into an all-versus-one pile-on. It’s media commentators and Clinton’s detractors — you know, the ones who are saying Clinton shouldn’t be bringing gender into it — who are bringing gender into it. In claiming to want a gender-neutral race, they demonstrate just how much our deeply-held ideas about gender and power matter in politics.

From the special moderation queue

A comment by Milorad Buggerov, who doesn’t seem to have caught on yet that no matter how many new names he creates, he’s still not getting past the modbot.

well, I will agree with you that his whining about Americans not winning marathons is non-sense. But man, I am so glad not to be in the US, watching the chubby ones like you trying to make a half lap around Central Park. Over here, you can’t find a girl who weighs more than 55 kilos. And I am betting you can’t manage a 10k much less plodding along and completing a 6 hour marathon-walk. Douchy personality + chubby + stupid = zuzu

And if anyone knows from douchy personalities, it’s Milorad. Or Bill Taylor. Or M, or whatever he’s calling himself these days in his desperation to have a comment appear.

I suppose I shouldn’t encourage the little rat to keep pressing the bar by rewarding him randomly with a published comment, but sometimes he’s just so entertainingly incensed that it seems wrong not to share.

Gosh, I’m sorry you don’t feel special anymore

From the “Everything can be blamed on a woman” files: Oprah Winfrey is single-handedly responsible for ruining the marathon.

The piece is an extended, and dishonest, whine about how they let just anybody run marathons nowadays, instead of special, dedicated men who did it for the thrill of competition and the frisson of self-denial — oh, and Americans aren’t winning marathons like they used to, which is Oprah’s fault.

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African Women Love Babies

Which is why we shouldn’t provide them reproductive healthcare. Yes, that’s the argument made by the leader of the anti-choice organization Protecting Life in Kenya. Ann has the whole story — the comment was made during Congressional hearings about the Global Gag Rule, which most of the pro-choice committee members failed to attend.

Why is this not a major political scandal?

With all the page space and air time given to John Edwards’ hair cut and Hillary’s laugh and clothing choices, why doesn’t anyone mention the fact that Republican front-runner Rudy Giuliani is flat-out lying — and why don’t reporters bring up his intentional lies when they’re doing yet another piece on the personality and character of the candidates?

“My chance of surviving prostate cancer — and thank God I was cured of it — in the United States? Eighty-two percent,” says Rudy Giuliani in a new radio ad attacking Democratic plans for universal health care. “My chances of surviving prostate cancer in England? Only 44 percent, under socialized medicine.”

It would be a stunning comparison if it were true. But it isn’t. And thereby hangs a tale — one of scare tactics, of the character of a man who would be president and, I’m sorry to say, about what’s wrong with political news coverage.

Let’s start with the facts: Mr. Giuliani’s claim is wrong on multiple levels — bogus numbers wrapped in an invalid comparison embedded in a smear.

Mr. Giuliani got his numbers from a recent article in City Journal, a publication of the conservative Manhattan Institute. The author gave no source for his numbers on five-year survival rates — the probability that someone diagnosed with prostate cancer would still be alive five years after the diagnosis. And they’re just wrong.

You see, the actual survival rate in Britain is 74.4 percent. That still looks a bit lower than the U.S. rate, but the difference turns out to be mainly a statistical illusion. The details are technical, but the bottom line is that a man’s chance of dying from prostate cancer is about the same in Britain as it is in America.

So Mr. Giuliani’s supposed killer statistic about the defects of “socialized medicine” is entirely false. In fact, there’s very little evidence that Americans get better health care than the British, which is amazing given the fact that Britain spends only 41 percent as much on health care per person as we do.

Anyway, comparisons with Britain have absolutely nothing to do with what the Democrats are proposing. In Britain, doctors are government employees; despite what Mr. Giuliani is suggesting, none of the Democratic candidates have proposed to make American doctors work for the government.

That’s all bad enough. But as Krugman points out, why aren’t candidates being called out for intentionally lying to the American public in the same way they’re called out for getting $200 haircuts?

By rights, then, Mr. Giuliani’s false claims about prostate cancer — which he has, by the way, continued to repeat, along with some fresh false claims about breast cancer — should be a major political scandal. As far as I can tell, however, they aren’t being treated that way.

To be fair, there has been some news coverage of the prostate affair. But it’s only a tiny fraction of the coverage received by Hillary’s laugh and John Edwards’s haircut.

And much of the coverage seems weirdly diffident. Memo to editors: If a candidate says something completely false, it’s not “in dispute.” It’s not the case that “Democrats say” they’re not advocating British-style socialized medicine; they aren’t.

The fact is that the prostate affair is part of a pattern: Mr. Giuliani has a habit of saying things, on issues that range from health care to national security, that are demonstrably untrue. And the American people have a right to know that.

Better living through television

I find myself continually amazed at how much more inclusive home shows of various types are than, say, network dramas and comedies. For instance, Trading Spaces has long shown a variety of family situations (i.e., not just married heterosexual couples, but also friends, single parents and children, siblings, gay/lesbian couples, coworkers, etc.) and races. About the only thing that was fairly standard was the middle-classness of it all. But really, when you think about how invisible anybody but straight white couples are on TV (except in certain types of roles such as police commanders or sidekicks, it’s pretty remarkable that that show in particular presents single parents, gay couples, adult singles, people of color, and the like not only without judgment or comment, but just as plain old middle-class homeowners who dug redecorating just like anyone else.* And you have to wonder if that, and not just the will-she-glue-hay-to-the-walls drama, had something to do with the show’s popularity.

I did notice, though, that in most cases, whenever gay or lesbian couples would appear on Trading Spaces or While You Were Out, at least a couple of years ago, they fairly rarely were physically affectionate on camera, probably as a result of being conscious that they’re on television and that there are a lot of people who would do them harm, even though they might live in LA or San Francisco (and with those two shows, because surprise was a big element, the show didn’t necessarily edit stuff out).

Recently, though, I’ve noticed a real uptick in the on-camera physical affection of gay and lesbian couples on home shows. For instance, I recently watched an episode of Surprise By Design, where the surprised homeowner (a hairstylist coupled with a Broadway actor who made over their Weehawken backyard for him) kissed his partner right on the lips with the cameras rolling (plus, several members of his family flew out from Wisconsin to help out, and they were all just thrilled that he’d found love). And I was watching My First Home last night, and it struck me just how much pro-LGBT stuff they packed into the story of a lesbian couple who were buying a home in Oakland together; not only were they very physically affectionate on camera, they told the camera and the real estate agent that they wanted a backyard to have their wedding in — and not only that, but the show had someone talking about how, even though they can’t marry legally in California, they can register as domestic partners in California, which will protect the surviving partner’s rights to the house should something happen to one of them.
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* The cast, however, was fairly uniformly white. The only two people of color who were regulars were Vern Yip, who was awesome in his anal-retentiveness and how he could squeeze a thousand-dollar budget into fabulousness, and Kia Steave-Dickerson, who had an unholy love for wallpaper borders and who did a snow-camouflage-themed room for a military couple in base housing who’d asked for no military themes.

Rape on Camera

A man on Big Brother sexually assaulted a female cast mate on camera — and network executives aired the episode and denied it was rape because the woman was conscious.

“There is no indication that she was unconscious at the time,” said Joseph Hundah, an executive at M-Net.

However, viewers of the incident, which took place on Saturday afternoon after an extended drinking bout which ended in copious vomiting and apparent blackout for Molokwu, remain adamant about what they saw: Bezuidenhout lay down next to the comatose young woman and penetrated her vagina with his fingers. He carried on despite the pleas of another female housemate for him stop. Under the law in South Africa – where, on average, a woman is sexually assaulted every 40 seconds – such an act constitutes rape.

So… as long as she wasn’t passed out it’s a-ok?

via Jezebel.

Friday Random Ten – the “Still Washing That Make-Up Off” edition

Even though Andrew Sullivan thinks I’m no fun, I did celebrate Halloween, Hamburg-style. And, because ain’t nothing better than a Strawfeminist, three friends and I dressed up as the ladies from Sex & the City. I was Charlotte, the virginal boring one (Hey, it’s Halloween). Except, dead. Which on me ended up looking more like I put on Whiteface.

The post-Halloween FRT:

1. The Capstan Shafts – Snakeskin Belt Through Loose Hoops
2. Timbaland and Magoo – Up Jumps Da Boogie
3. Etta Jones and Strings – And This Is My Beloved
4. MC Solaar – Baby Love
5. The Notwist – Pick Up The Phone
6. Tom Waits – Woe
7. Dubliners & Pogues – The Irish Rover
8. Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds – Supernaturally
9. Guided by Voices – My Valuable Hunting Knife
10. The Books – Tokyo

A little Feist for Friday:

And to warm Lauren‘s heart, one of my favorite Rufus tunes: