Simultaneously fascinating and depressing short piece from BBC correspondent Frances Harrison on the challenges of reporting from Tehran. When she’s not seeking access to leaders who want to know if she’s “with Islam or with them,” she’s taking criticism for what’s really important: Her clothes.
One [viewer] called the BBC’s cable channel in Britain to complain that I was wearing a red headscarf on TV.
Apparently they feared it would affect my objectivity. It prompted a long debate online about my headscarf – interestingly not about what I had reported.
As Harrison goes on to mention, her headscarf wasn’t optional; failure to wear it in Iran is potentially punishable by a two-month jail term.
Commenters in the recent headscarf discussions have mentioned how easy it is to point to mandatory headscarf laws like Iran’s as an example of the oppression of women, and because Westerners do this all the time lately, I cannot blame the Muslims who remark that they’re sick and tired of hearing Westerners bemoan the veil. Picking on the veil is easy for Westerners to do.
What’s less easy for Westerners to do: Acknowledge that when we focus on appearances to the exclusion of what women have to tell us, we’re not being great friends to women either. Points to us for not jailing women for showing a little hair and for “letting” them out of the home to work as journalists, sure; but any fair evaluation of our behavior would also have to subtract a few points for our stubborn habit of disregarding women’s words and reducing them to a set of physical characteristics.
You can argue that the West still comes out ahead in that evaluation, but I don’t see how that precludes us from doing more, working harder to give women their due. If I’m a mile ahead of someone else in a race, but still have several more miles to go, should I quit running? Should I change direction and start running backwards? And then there’s the issue of how much control we really have over what other societies are doing or not doing in the first place: If a fellow racer’s annoying me, should I clothesline her? Would you cheer me if I did?
There’s more from the article, including the not-really-startling-to-anyone news that a woman is responsible for her husband’s background, and must guard herself against being unduly influenced by it:
Clothes aside, I have been attacked on blogs online for being married to an Iranian. Instead of giving me an insight into the culture apparently it discredits me in some way.
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There are plenty of foreign journalists here married to Iranians, but they are men and nobody asks if the fact that they have Iranian wives make them less objective in their reporting.
Well, duh. Who listens to wives?
These hassles are, of course, in addition to the difficulties of being a Western journalist in Iran in the first place. Good for Ms. Harrison for her refusal to be intimidated by any of them.