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Does Crossing Over Mean Selling Out?

Yesterday, I wrote on my blog about my disappointment in Shakira’s new style. I don’t want to put Shakira into a category of “sell-outs” because I think she does a lot of great philanthropic work with her money and fame. But taking a look at her new stuff, I scratch my head and think what the hell is going on here?!

For those who aren’t aware, Shakira has been making music for quite a while now. As a Spanish artist, she was sort of straddling the worlds of rock and pop, but she didn’t overdo the pop thing in her style. The focus was on her music. And, damn, did she make the most of that. What I love the most about Shakira’s Spanish work is that she pushed people’s buttons and made them think about the uncomfortable things. For example, one of my favorite songs is about a teenage couple who have premarital sex and end up pregnant.

When she crossed over, there was a shift in her material. Songs were a bit simpler, not as controversial, etc. I totally get that artists who cross over need to be careful about their marketability. They don’t want to be pigeon-holed and they don’t want to fail. They need to stay true to their fans to a certain extent, but need to appeal to regular Joe Schmoe and Jill Schmill. There are compromises to be made, themes to hold back on, a certain settling of your artistic style and whatnot. Certainly, you can’t simply translate your song about teenage pregnancy and expect it to be a hit.

I also understand art and music and get that people evolve. People get in touch with their sexuality and want to talk about that. People get into relationships or break up with old partners and want to tap into those feelings of excitement, hurt, freedom, release, whatever. I’m not one to usually think of an artist as “selling out” — I try to look at it as evolving. Yeah, possibly motivated by money. But we all have to eat.

But, ARG, this new Shakira just does not fly with me. The Laundry Service album was not as good as her Spanish-language albums, IMO. But whatever, it was what it was — some of it was catchy, some of it was still good. I think she tried to be involved in the song-writing as much as she could so the lyrics were not as deep as usual, but it’s cool.

Since then, it’s been downhill. With the exception of a catchy tune here and there, I have no idea what to make of her new stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I shake my ass like nobody’s business when Hips Don’t Lie comes on… I mean, seriously, if you don’t feel the urge to move when that song comes on, you need to check your pulse.

I guess I’m just trying to get a sense of what other people think. So far the comments on my blog post, my gchat, twitter, etc. seem to be people agreeing that they don’t like or don’t get her new image and style. This weird Shakira-meets-Beyonce style is just boggling my mind.

More than just her image… I don’t like the new music itself. I used to listen to a Shakira song and start bawling mid-way through from the raw emotion. (Inevitable is still my favorite song to sing along to.) I can’t think of one song since the Dónde Están los Ladrones album that has made me react similarly. I would describe her Spanish music as undoubtedly feminist; does anybody describe her English music that way?

But somebody out there must be buying her stuff… Is it you?!

What do you all make of this?

The Line: A New Doc About Consent

[Trigger warning]

THE LINE trailer from Nancy Schwartzman on Vimeo.

I met Nancy Schwartzman, the director of and a principal in the new short documentary The Line, last year when she was looking for resources about consent in the sex industry as possibilities for inclusion in her documentary. I was really taken with her project, which is not just a documentary about sexual boundaries and the line of consent, but also an autobiographical project about a date rape she experienced, the reactions of her friends, and the eventual (on hidden camera and included in the film) confrontation of her rapist. When I taught my intro to human sexuality course at Rutgers University at Newark last fall, I asked her to be a guest, screen her film, and talk with my students about consent. It was pretty amazing and intense, in a way that I wasn’t entirely equipped to deal with (as an aside, the biggest thing I’ve learned about teaching a sexuality course at the college level is that it is crucial to provide resources and potential avenues of support for students for whom difficult stuff comes up).

My classes at Rutgers tend to be pretty gender balanced, racially and ethnically very mixed, and not at all the gender studies crowd – my students take the class because it fulfills an undergraduate science requirement. This means that the class is generally heterosexual and cisgendered (and has a lot of trouble tangling with the concept of cis), but they’re also eager to discuss sexuality in depth, in ways that most of them have never had the opportunity and invitation to do.

Nancy handled the screening and conversation afterwards with grace and aplomb, and we really dug into the idea of consent and crossing the line, and we especially talked about men and responsibility. We talked about the idea of enthusiastic consent, which Heather Corinna writes about so well in her piece on Scarleteen, How You Guys Can Prevent Rape. Here’s my most favorite snippet from Heather’s piece:

When someone wants to, really wants to, have sex with us, we’ll know because that person will be taking a very active role, will be saying — if not yelling! — “Yes!” or “Please!” or “Do me NOW!” We may know because that person is the one initiating sex, at least as often as we are. (If you’re going to say that younger women just aren’t like that yet, know that isn’t always true. Some are, but those who aren’t likely aren’t because things are either moving too fast, or they really just aren’t ready for or that interested in sex with you yet.) We’ll know because it will feel like something we are absolutely doing together, that couldn’t happen if the other person wasn’t just as engaged as we are (imagine trying to dance with someone else when they’re just standing there or not really paying attention: same goes with sex). We’ll know because our partners will absolutely not “just be lying there.”

I was really interested in what the conversation and film brought up for men, and several of the men in the class spoke articulately and honestly about how it made them feel and what it made them question. However, the really great stuff came in the form of response papers. Here is a snippet from a response paper that one of my straight cismale students wrote:

I found this documentary to be interesting because of the way it made me think about all of my past sexual experiences. Did I ever cross that line? Was I ever too pushy with a girl? Did a girl ever do something she didn’t want to with me, just to get it over with? Have I ever made a girl feel uncomfortable being alone with me? Questions like this will make a man rethink everything he has done with a woman. This documentary touches on a subject that today still hasn’t clearly been established. There are so many unanswered questions regarding that line, and these types of questions make it difficult for a woman to come forward and allow our judicial system to do what it was created for. Regardless of what the situation may be, I believe the man is more responsible for knowing where exactly that line begins, and where it ends.

If you want to have Nancy bring The Line to your school or community center, you should check out her website and drop her a note. It is a really great tool for moving conversations about consent forward, and Nancy is just amazing – and brave for sharing her own story in such an intense way. She’s working on a curriculum to teach with the film and has lots of thoughts provoking activities that she’s created with high school and college students in mind. You can also be a fan of the film on Facebook and find out where she’s screening it next.

This is why we need more women in media

In the last six months or so, Chicago has had its fair share of townhalls and gatherings trying to figure out what the heck is happening with corporate media. What will happen when the newspapers finally fail? Will they? Where did the journalists go? After the first townhall, that I had to miss, another conference was called. In the lead up to both events, I tweeted my desire to see gender parity on the panels.

My tweets were replied to with “we’re trying!” Apparently most of the kick ass women (and people of color) in Chicago media were busy both days.

I know some people just don’t get it. I know people close to me don’t get it. They don’t understand why women need to be at the freaking table, in the newsroom and holding the editor’s red pen – it’s just as simple as women see things differently. Not better, not worse, just differently.

The latest example is the WaPo “Mouthpiece Theater” fiasco that ended with WaPo pulling the plug. Two men thought that calling the Secretary of State a “bitch” was funny. Not only was it not funny and not because the joke flopped, but it’s old and tired. Seriously, guys can’t you come up with something new? So some of us angry feminists wrote a letter demanding an apology. And gosh darn it, it freaking worked! OK, we didn’t get two full apologies, but hey, no more crappy videos from WaPo…for now.

Now I’m the last person to say you can never use the word “bitch.” I am one. I have friends who are bitches. But it’s all about context and that includes who is wielding the word.

Of course we can’t be sure that if a random woman at WaPo had screened the video before hand would have said, “Dude…We can’t air that.” Why? Because some women, I use to be one of them, know that there is power in being “one of the guys.” You are constantly proving that you need to be where you are and you choose your battles. Is sticking up for Hillary Clinton worth it? Maybe? Maybe not.

But women have different perspectives on things. We know that. And as I said before, it’s DIFFERENT not better, not worse.

If a newspaper decides to go online only, does that mean they will resort to T&A on the website for increased clickage to up the ad revenue ala HuffPo?  Some women might be ok with that and others not. But giving their voices a place to be heard is a must.

That’s just one example of how having women at the decision table is important. Is the fact that yet another mass shooting had gender as a focal point important?  How are rape stories covered? Are there enough women’s health stories? Is there enough content that is important to women that they even want to read your newspaper? We’re not all looking for fashion and Hollywood gossip. Maybe we’d like to read about our baseball team without having to see strong women athletes treated as pin up girls in the sports pages?

Having more women in the newsroom, in media itself, just might ensure that there is a critical enough mass that if something is offensive to one woman, she’d feel like she could say something.

More on the misogynist shooting in Pennsylvania

By now, many of you have probably already heard about the Pennsylvania man who entered a fitness center and opened fire, apparently targeting women in the gym. The guy had a blog, which has been taken down, but that apparently detailed his “frustration over his inability to find a girlfriend” — a frustration that, by his own account, led him to plan the shootings.

The New York Post, always a classy institution, has published the entirety of his blog. Read with caution. The first thing that sticks out is the racism; a close second is his apparent view of women as accoutrements that he deserves and can’t get, and his anger at other men (and black men in particular) for having what he thinks he deserves. Quotes below the fold.

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Testing and Early Treatment: HPV & Cervical Cancer in Low-Resource Settings

Over the last several years, Gardasil and the concept of vaccinating against human papillomavirus (HPV) have gotten quite a lot of press here in the United States. But combating HPV and cervical cancer in developing nations is a whole other challenge.

More than a quarter of a million women die from cervical cancer every year, and 80% of those women are in the developing world. But cervical cancer is among the most treatable of cancers if it is caught early.

Yesterday, my coworker Susanna Smith blogged on Akimbo about the prevention of cervical cancer in low-resource settings. Here are some of the approaches to prevention she highlights:

…women in developing countries often do not get regular PAP smears because the test requires specialized equipment and advanced technical skills for which local practitioners don’t have the training. Another high-tech cervical cancer screening tool is colposcopy, which allows for the close inspection of the cervix with specialized equipment. Again, this is tool is not widely available in developing countries.

and

A DNA test for HPV is also available, which detects the presence of 13 of the most dangerous strains of HPV. Like the PAP, this test requires appropriate laboratory equipment and skilled lab technicians. A new version of this test called careHPV is currently being adapted for low-resource settings. It is expected that careHPV will be available in China by 2011 and in India by 2012. Healthcare providers with basic training could use this low-resource adaption even in places that lack electricity or running water. It produces results in less than three hours, allowing for same day treatment.

Though prevention, of course, is arguably better than treatment, condoms are not totally effective against HPV – HPV is spread by skin to skin contact, not through bodily fluids exchanged during partner sex play. And Gardasil, the HPV vaccine, is not readily and cheaply available throughout much of the developing world.

That said, a bit of infuriating sexual health and immigration discrimination: the United States makes the Gardasil vaccine mandatory for young women seeking U.S. citizenship. So this expensive vaccine is definitely a barrier to entry for young women seeking U.S. citizenship. Yet it isn’t required for American citizens – there has been serious outrage at this suggestion.

Sacrifice, Parenting, and Feminism

OK – here it is:  my first Feministe post.  I’m sorry this is rambly – I’m working through these thoughts, myself.  I’m happy to clarify.

There have been, for a number of years, endless debates about approaches to parenting.  When I had Bean, the Sears and Sears’ “Attachment Parenting” was big, and it sounded pretty good to me, despite some very serious flaws.  For those of you who are not familiar with this concept, let me give you a quick primer.

Attachment Parenting (not to be confused with the psychological notion of “attachment”) suggests that we parent through more closely bonding with our babies.  This bonding happens, Sears and Sears argue, through breastfeeding exclusively and on demand and for an extended period (e.g., no fixed feeding schedule and no formula, until the child weans itself), “baby wearing” (you’ve all seen those slings, right?) as opposed to strollers, and co-sleeping (which actually can refer to a number of varied practices, but essentially what it means is that the baby does not go off to a separate room to sleep.  Co-sleeping can mean that the baby sleeps right in the bed with the parents; or it can sleep in a cute little (expensive) specially-designed co-sleeper, which is like a bassinett only it attaches to the side of your own bed so that you don’t have to get up to reach the baby; or it can sleep in a little baby bed with sides that is then put on the bed, between the parents; or the baby might spend part of the night in your bed and part of the night elsewhere.  Many co-sleeping families simply have a couple of mattresses on the floor and everyone sleeps in the same room (this is nice for toddlers and older children who are afraid of being alone at night).

These practices, Sears and Sears tell us, are all the rage in other, “primitive” cultures, where babies don’t cry (we know this, of course, because anthropologists have said so, but I don’t believe that any of the communities being studied have made these claims).  They have supported huge businesses here in our “more developed” cultures, where, if you have the money, you can buy all kinds of fashion nursing tops, slings, and, as I mentioned above, various equipment for co-sleeping.  Also, as these practices have been imported, they’ve lost their community focus.  Instead of depending on, say, the other women in the village to help you breastfeed your child, just as you do for theirs, the task of breastfeeding every hour falls to you.

So, it’s very apparent that the “parent” doing all of this parenting is the mom.  Well, in Sears and Sears’ model, both moms and dads (and of course, we’re talking heterosexual, cisgender, white, American, and middle-class couples as far as they are concerned) have particular roles to play.  The dads “support” the moms.  The moms generally do the heavy lifting, the breastfeeding being the heaviest load because – leaving aside the issue of sore nipples, leakage, mastitis, etc. – it takes a lot of time.  To breastfeed exclusively and on demand often means breastfeeding nearly continually for the first 8-12 weeks.  (Now, let me be clear:  I did this, and I don’t think this is a bad thing in and of itself, BUT everyone should know that this is a huge undertaking.  Potential breastfeeders should know what they are getting into.  Everyone else in the family should support the breastfeeder and recognize the work this takes.)

(There are, apparently, some anecdotal stories of men breastfeeding in more than one culture, including contemporary American culture.  Women who have not been pregnant or given birth can lactate, and it would not surprise me if men could, as well.  So far, though, there has not been a push for men to breastfeed.  From what little I’ve heard about this, the process would enlarge the male breasts, which would require us to think very differently, societally, about gender (and that wouldn’t be a bad thing).)

Since we’re on the topic, my attitude about breastmilk is this:  it is wonderful for babies, and if you are able to share it with them, for however long or short a time, that’s awesome.  If not – well, babies have thrived on formula for generations.  There are many, many things we do as parents that help our children.  Breastfeeding is just one.  I mean, make no mistake, I’m a breastfeeding advocate, even a lactivist, but parenting is a life-long endeavor and you don’t get points for, for example, breastfeeding your babies and then teaching them all kinds of effed up stuff about what God thinks, KWIM?  (Attachment Parenting is one place where the feminist, crunchy-granola mom comes together with the fundamentalist, quiverfull mom, so the situation I’ve described is plausible.)

Anyway.  Moving on to baby wearing.  Certainly, dads can do this, but Sears and Sears expect dads to be off at work, so mom is left to clean this house and do laundry with baby in a sling.  (I could never figure out how to do any of this without whacking the baby into things.  I certainly could not have worn my baby to work on any kind of regular basis.  Sears and Sears also suggest that moms think about whether they really need to work, or not.  This is where I started to get very suspicious of Sears and Sears.)  However, regardless of who wears the baby, it does seem, for some babies, to be a useful thing.  The sling calmed Bean down on many occasions when nothing else did the trick.  (Of course, in this experiment, my n=1, so this is purely anecdotal.)

Finally, co-sleeping.  In terms of actually getting the most sleep, I have personally found that this method works well.  However, I know some (heterosexual and cis) couples that had difficulty with it because the male partner wanted the bed to be a Place of Sex, and the baby (or toddler) being there made this a problem (in these cases, the mom wanted to co-sleep, and the dad, who worked hard all day at the office while the mom stayed home and cooked, cleaned, and took care of the kids, was not really terribly interested in co-sleeping or even attachment parenting).  I am a little judgemental about these  particular couples; it seems to me that there are lots of other places that can be used for sex, and anyway, if you have a small child and the mom is breastfeeding, I think the partners ought to back off with the sex demands until she initiates things, because it’s easy to feel touched out and exhausted from body contact when you are breastfeeding, baby wearing, and co-sleeping (and this, in fact, is why some women, too, object to these things).

This might be a good time to point out that I am in no way attacking families in which the moms work at home and the dads work in an office.  I’m writing about a fairly specific community in which I lived when Bean was born.  I was shocked at how many women I knew there who had husbands who wouldn’t, for example, change any diapers.  They had children with men who thought that changing their own baby’s diaper was disgusting and beneath them, and therefore, the wife should do it because the poop would be less disgusting to a mom, or something.

In any case, what I’m trying to present a snapshot of here is a traditional patriarchal, gender division of labor that both supports attachment parenting (since it supports the woman at home, holding her baby all day) and also makes it hard to practice (because it challenges the woman as Provider of Sex and bed as Place of Sex).

Well, I tried to start out talking about what I liked about Attachment Parenting and ended up ranting about Sears and Sears’ inherent sexism and homo-transphobia (I doubt very much we’ll be reading about men who give birth in any of their books) and patriarchal culture in South Dakota.  Let me get back to what I like about AP as an idea, apart from the problems I’ve discussed so far:  I think it’s good for the baby.  I think breastfeeding is good for the baby.  I think being held close much of the time is good for the baby (and comforting).  Ditto for sleeping with the baby’s parents, esp. the nursing parent; co-sleeping is also good for the nursing mom because she doesn’t have to get out of bed to breastfeed – she can just roll over.  And it is frequently the case that she wakes up before the baby starts crying because the baby will start to become restless when it gets hungry.

OK – so I’ve written all of that simply to get into the issue of parenting, sacrifice, and feminism.  For feminists, there are some clear issues here about gendered division of labor with regard to parenting.  There are also problems in assuming that the amount of work required of each mother is desirable, if it is even feasible.  (Families with two (or more) breastfeeding people in them would be great, actually, though you’ll certainly never see such a suggestion in a Sears and Sears book.  But here is where households with two moms, or with more than two moms, or with any combination of more than one breastfeeding person, have a clear advantage.  In these families, everyone will get more sleep.)

Feminists have argued both sides of the issue of AP, and breastfeeding is a particularly volatile topic.  Feminists who have argued against this practice have pointed to the ways in which it ties women down, can interrupt careers (pumping milk poses its own problems and is not a panacea), and demands sacrifice.  And this is key, because forcing a woman to make a sacrifice, even having a general expectation that she make a sacrifice, is the antithesis of white, middle-class feminism.  I think white middle-class feminism sees certain aspects of parenting as sacrifice and writes them off, when really, they are required aspects of parenting.  I don’t mean that breastfeeding is a required aspect of parenting, but that putting yourself second and your child’s needs first is necessary for good parenting.  I’m also not saying that not meeting your own needs and only meeting your child’s needs will make you a good parent.  I’m simply saying that sacrifice is part of parenting.

I think that indigenous feminisms and woman-of-color feminisms and working-class feminisms have tended to get this.  They have formed movements that often manage to put the community needs at the center, rather than the needs of individual women.  White, middle-class feminisms have tended to call the category of “women” a community and to thereby focus on individual needs.  And that’s not all bad, at all, but it’s not all good.

Where I think we run into trouble is in not understanding that being a parent is going to require constant, unending sacrifice.  It should not be all on the part of the mom.  But I would love to see, instead of someone using feminism to argue that breastfeeding is bad for women, someone using feminism to write, perhaps, about how men can breastfeed and how it would be good for men.  Instead of just rejecting a practice because it feels rooted in biology, let’s maybe challenge what society is telling us about biology. 

And the importance of sacrifice isn’t just in parenting.  We are all well aware in the First World that we are using far beyond our share of the world’s natural resources.  We know what we are doing to our environment.  We know that we have far, far more than our share of wealth.  Making sacrifices isn’t just about what we give up for ourselves as individuals.  It’s about what our sacrifices allow others to have, or, to put it another way, what our refusal to sacrifice means for others.

(One note re. comments – this is NOT an abortion thread.  I will delete comments that take this there.)

Pregnant woman ordered by court to be confined in the hospital

Score another one for the folks who think pregnancy makes a woman less deserving of basic rights and liberties:

Imagine this — you’re the busy mother of two small kids with another one on the way. This pregnancy has been fraught with complications. During a medical exam, your doctor orders bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy. You explain that you can’t possibly stay in bed for four months with two small children (!). The doctor insists. You say you want to get a second opinion. The doctor refuses and goes to court and gets a court order mandating your confinement in the hospital for the remainder of your pregnancy.

When the woman, Samantha Burton, asked to be transferred to a different hospital so that she could get a second opinion, she was told no, because it wasn’t in the best interests of the fetus. After three days of confinement against her will, Ms. Burton miscarried.

Ready for Recess: Conference Call on Health Reform

Having this long August congressional recess fills me with dread. Oh, I do enjoy how DC falls into a lazy summer slumber, but while the members of Congress are home, God only knows what kind of mess we can expect them to make of health care reform. They have a lot of time to spread misinformation and terrify their constituents into killing our chance at meaningful change.

With that in mind, the National Women’s Law Center is hosting a conference call tomorrow to talk about strategies for supporting health care reform and countering the opposition’s arguments.

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A peeve

Okay, so I am gonna begin my second week of blogging here with a huge peeve of mine.  Of course, since it is me saying this, and am going to qualify that no one out there in the whole wide world need share the same peeve, but I am writing about it anyway…

 This thing that vexes me so?  Universals.  “All” statements.  “All men love sports.”  “All women love babies.”  “There are no good women gamers”, “All jocks are jerks” so on, so forth, ad infinitum, amen. 

 Makes my head spin, y’all.  And sure, I often get accused of putting the individual before the collective, but in my head, what is any collective other than a group of individuals who share some like minded ways?  That doesn’t make them clones.  But when I am out and reading stuff and I see things like “no women with any self esteem actually like sex act X”, or “all men will enact what they see in porn”, or whatever universal statements happen to be out there, it makes me twitchy.  Very much so.  Because well, I am sorta of the mind that people are a pretty diverse bunch, and lumping them in with all statements and universal guidelines is a huge disservice to…well, a lot (not all, but a lot) of people.  It can lend itself to some nasty stereotyping and misinformation about various sections of humanity- often times already marginalized ones (women, people of color, gay people, disabled people, sex workers, trans people so on) and I think universal statements or assumptions sell the coolness that is human difference and uniqueness and individuality short. 

 All people, even those with similar ideas, genetics, so on, so forth, are different…and that is perhaps the one Universal I actually believe in.