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Between XX and XY

Between XX and XY: Intersexuality and the Myth of Two Sexes by Gerald N. Callahan, Ph.D.
(Chicago Review Press)

Hi, all!

As some of you may have noticed, my flow of book reviews has slowed to a trickle over the past few months. It’s not because I don’t love what I do! I’m applying to graduate programs, you see, and I’ve been eaten up by applications and entrance requirements. As a result, it took me two whole months to make my way through a 160-page book, and I’ve done barely any non-personal-statement writing at all. Hopefully, though, I’ll be able to pick up the pace after the holidays.

The aforementioned 160-page book is Gerald N. Callahan’s Beyond XX and XY, which was sent to me right after the controversy over Caster Semenya’s gold medal erupted. The book, with a focus much more frank and progressive than most media out there, seems at first glance to be a good primer for non-intersex people who need a basic education about the range of human sexual development. “My purpose,” Callahan writes in the introduction, “is not to convince you that we need to imagine more sexes, because the concept of five sexes would be no closer to solving the problem than the idea of two sexes is.” Instead, he says, society needs to reexamine its very concept of sex, and ditch the binary system we’re dealing with now.

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Of Interest.

A few links I wish I had more time to write about:

Ann Friedman nails it in the Prospect: “If each liberal “special interest” group is actually just in it alone, what’s the point of a common ideology?”

Does Gen-Y’s over-cautiousness help explain our views on abortion?

Reading and Recovering through Lolita: Natalia’s take is truly lovely, and a must-read.

The racial gap persists, even among those with college degrees. To try and counterbalance it, job-seekers of color try to obscure their race.

Islamophobia in a “neutral” state: Switzerland’s right-wing party succeeds in banning the construction of minarets.

New York may pass marriage equality legislation.

Dear Santa, please get me this for Christmas.

Poor Roman Polanski. He has to stay in jail for a few extra days because he apparently hasn’t bothered to wire his bail money. After his release, he will be confined to his Swiss chalet, where he can still invite friends over and throw parties. Poor dear. And all of this for what major media outlets simply term “illegal sex”? From the way the justice system is acting, you’d think he raped a child or something.

You all can go back to Florida now.

A Houston charity checks immigration status before giving out holiday toys. Just like Jesus!

What else is going on?

Looking for the perfect holiday gift?

Check out the WAM online auction. Among items up for grabs:

-A dinner with Maria Hinojosa (who, by the way, was one of my early feminist idols — I used to listen to her on the radio, and read her book Raising Raul in my first Women’s Studies class).
-Sarah Haskins recording your outgoing voicemail message
-Meeting Lily Tomlin, Cyndi Lauper or Tegan & Sara
-Photos by Elon James or Kate Clinton
-Your manuscript edited by Katha Pollitt, Kate Harding or Rebecca Traister
-Posters signed by a variety of feminist authors
-The blazer off of Melissa Hariss Lacewell’s back
-Lunch with Baratunde Thurston and a tour of The Onion
-Guitars signed by Ani DiFranco, Emmylou Harris or Patty Griffin

And much, much more. To make it even better, all of the proceeds go towards a fantastic organization.

I’ve mentioned that I accept bribes, right?

A Left-Handed Commencement Address

I wanted to share one of my favourite feminist texts, “A Left-Handed Commencement Address,” which was given to the Mills College Class of 1983 by the excellent science fiction writer and feminist Ursula K. Le Guin. She allows anyone to republish the address, but in this case I’ll quote some favourite parts and link you up.

‘Because you are human beings you are going to meet failure. You are going to meet disappointment, injustice, betrayal, and irreparable loss. You will find you’re weak where you thought yourself strong. You’ll work for possessions and then find they possess you. You will find yourself — as I know you already have — in dark places, alone, and afraid.

‘What I hope for you, for all my sisters and daughters, brothers and sons, is that you will be able to live there, in the dark place. To live in the place that our rationalizing culture of success denies, calling it a place of exile, uninhabitable, foreign.

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‘That you will be at home there, keep house there, be your own mistress, with a room of your own. That you will do your work there, whatever you’re good at, art or science or tech or running a company or sweeping under the beds, and when they tell you that it’s second-class work because a woman is doing it, I hope you tell them to go to hell and while they’re going to give you equal pay for equal time. I hope you live without the need to dominate, and without the need to be dominated. I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people. And when you fail, and are defeated, and in pain, and in the dark, then I hope you will remember that darkness is your country, where you live, where no wars are fought and no wars are won, but where the future is. Our roots are in the dark; the earth is our country.’

You can read the rest of the Left-Handed Commencement Address at Le Guin’s website.

I managed to track down a delivery of the speech on YouTube. Here it is as given by Sparkle Grenade, a young woman from Grenada.

Le Guin is an excellent writer, as you can probably tell. If you’re not familiar with her work, I’d start off with 1969’s The Left Hand of Darkness, which is considered by many to have been the start of the great push in gender-conscious SF in the 1970s. (And, let’s face it, ‘The king was pregnant’ is one of the best sentences ever.) It has some problems, which Le Guin addresses in “Is Gender Necessary? Redux” (1976, 1987). Otherwise the Earthsea cycle, which is fantasy, is a good place to start, not just for the great writing but for the way Le Guin confronts the gender politics of the earlier books later on.

Smoking Hot Jewesses and the Goys who Love Them

We should really make a new category for Details fails. “Red-blooded American goys have found their new fetish: the smoking-hot Jewess.” Really, Details? I’m sure all the Jewish ladies out there are just tickled.

Also, note to the mag: There are a lot of Jewish women who are American. Really! Also non-white. And, sadly, some are not concerned with being hottt and sexxxy and in waiting for their red-blooded American goy. Sad. Face.