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February 27, 2007

Yet Another Dead Woman

Received this from one of my students yesterday. He knows that I collect images of dead women--in fact I have a whole "slide show" of them which we viewed in class. As a gender scholar, I am interested in the politics of representation; in other words, what does it mean that we consistently connect vulnerability and mortality with the female?

One usual response appeals to nature: well women are weaker than men, so there's nothing odd in picturing women that way. Several issues need to be addressed here. First of all, men are just as likely to die as are women. In fact, men die sooner, if we want to get statistical about it. So it would be "natural" to associate males with mortality rather than females. Secondly, in comparison to other primates and to our ancestors, human women are nearly identical to human males in terms of body size and strength. Obviously there is sexual dimorphism--men and women have different physiologies--but we are not very different. On average men are only 15% bigger than women. That's not much, especially when you consider that the Australopithicus, "Lucy" being our most famous relative from that species, had a whopping 50% difference in body size between males and females.

Now that's statistically significant!

And yet we continue to surround ourselves with images of women in states of desperation and death, denying the obvious evolutionary history in which females have emerged as towers of strength, growing larger over time even as males have ceased to. There's a fundamental disconnect between media representations and reality, which wouldn't bother me if everyone knew this. But yesterday in a class discussion some students were rationalizing the heteronormative narrative of Disney's Beauty and the Beast, in which the lead female goes from independent to happily wed to a brute, by appealing to nature. Their "this is how it is and always has been" argument that displays a lack of historical understanding, an inability to separate fantasy from reality, and--consciously or unconsciously-- a willingness to maintain current ideological structures.

And yet a student from that same class noticed that horrific poster for Quentin Tarantino's new movie and sent it along to me. No longer will he passively view images like this, assuming it's natural to portray the exposed female body, to associate the female with death, to enjoy sadistic images of women being mutilated. His consciousness has expanded. As far as I am concerned, that is the point of education. I am honored to be a part of the process.

February 17, 2007

What Do I Believe?

I had the privilege of hearing Jared Diamond speak the other night at USC. He's a professor at UCLA, author of the brilliant Guns, Germs and Steel, and one of the most learned human beings on the planet at this time. There may be no one else alive who has studied cultures as broadly as he, and I eagerly listened as he held forth to an audience of about 250 people.

Professor Diamond's topic was religion. Basically from the perspective of evolutionary biology--and cultural anthropology and, um, scientific economics (I made that one up, but it seems apt)--one must assume that if an institution exists and persists, it provides a needed function. Otherwise the drain of resources required to keep it going would outweigh the benefits. Scientists assume this about our physiological characteristics as well as our social structures. How does the particular body part or institution justify the massive expenditure of energy needed to bring it into being and to keep it around? Nature, it seems, likes to run lean and mean.

With this in mind, Diamond turned his dazzling highbeams on religion, positing that since he sees it in every culture he's studied, it provides benefits that can be isolated and analyzed. This analysis seems to be his current project, and we were offered what he made clear were a series of initial inquiries into it. Using his own observations and that of other scholars, Diamond theorized that religions have aspects in common no matter how different they may be. Some are monotheistic; some poly. Some offer an afterlife; others say this is it. Some have sacred texts; others exist orally. But all of them, in spite of variants, are remarkably alike.

First, he said, religions have an explanatory function--that is that they tell us why we are here. The anecdote he began with, the genesis narrative of a tribal people in New Guinea, involves a man with testes so swollen from disease that he had to sit in the high branches of a tree and rest them on the ground. I forget the details from there, something about everyone in the tribe getting flung all over the world following a fight with strangers, but anyway like the origin myth of Judeo-Christianity, among other things it explains why people speak different languages. Apparently if you're going to start a religion, this is one of the mysteries you need to account for.

Religions also help to support the development of state government. As people began to have the extra resources to commit to otherwise uselessly wasteful enterprises like politics, there emerged the presence of beings known as kings. These people not only wanted to sit around all day and eat the food that you laboriously collected, they also wanted to push you around and perhaps even put you to death. How to justify this? Simple: religion. See if these kings could say they represented a god, then they had a powerful rationalization for their existence. And so religions grew up fundamentally intertwined with the rise of large empires because the priest class, also interested in a free meal, wisely backed up the king when he asserted his divine right.

Also, obviously, religions establish and support a moral code for the society. Such codes are a great idea because otherwise everybody would kill everybody else, take their stuff, and sleep with their wives. Yes "everybody" means men--remember science and religion both emanate from patriarchies. Just think of the commandment in the torah (what goyim call the old testament) not to covet your neighbor's wife. Sappho notwithstanding, we can assume this dictate was written by men for men as they were the only beings imagined as citizens. As to the sexism inherent in science, let's save that for another time.

As Diamond explained, tribal societies are small enough to handle their justice in-house on a relational basis. Living in a small band means that you know every other member of your group, and know not to kill them. This moral code does not extend to outsiders, who absolutely must be killed. The professor recalled a number of occasions when he was with New Guinea tribesmen who'd encounter an outsider. The thing to do, it seems, is kill him or run. (Or both?) Anyway, there's absolutely no moral code whatsoever prohibiting the killing of outsiders. In fact you'd be a fool not to. The sacred texts and practices of Judeo-Christianity hold this same rule dear. For example, if you sack a city, it says in Deuteronomy, be sure to kill every last person if they're Canaanites, meaning "outsiders." Don't even keep some to marry.

So with the advent of the big society comes a big problem: if I am going to encounter strangers all day long, what's to keep me from killing them even though they are members of my "tribe" as it were? I wondered that as I looked at all the strange faces at the gym last night. The answer, traditionally, has been religious affiliation. Don't kill your brethren, now defined not literally as those members of the extended kinship group making up your tribe, but as members of your religion: fellow Christians, fellow Jews, fellow Muslims, to use salient examples from three of the world's major religions, each of which has a lush history of killing one another simply because they think they worship god right and the others are getting it wrong.

Which brings me to another benefit of religion for a culture: it promotes population growth in yours and the decline of population in rival groups. So welcome to war, one of religion's primary contributions to world history (and well-being I guess, depending on how you define well-being. Halliburton and I tend to see things differently on this issue.) Remember the moral code prohibits killing and stealing--apparently most religions promote these rules as means of stabilizing their culture. So how can the same king telling you not to kill and steal order you to go and kill and steal? Voila! These people to be killed get god wrong, so they're fair game. The folks in the World Trade Center, the daily victims in Iraq, the bodies in Northern Ireland, all serve as modern examples of an ancient moral truth: if you don't see eye to eye on god, kill somebody. Thanks religion!

Diamond noted that these different uses of religion have waxed and waned. For example nobody in her right mind believes the Genesis myth of Judeo-Christianity any longer since science has offered a much more demonstrable explanation of our origins than that we were all flung out from the tree with the guy with huge infected testes sitting on it. But still he says he sees these four factors as commonalities found amongst the world's religions.

Here he paused to take questions.

And here after following along with no conflicts whatsoever I split into two different people because I simply don't know what I believe.

What happened was that the woman next to me asked him about the individual benefits of religion, apart from those larger structural ones that permit social cohesion. In this context, she said “what about mystical experience?”

The reply stunned me. "I've never thought about that," he said. He scrambled over to make a note, presumably for future reference.

He scrambled over to make a note????

Quite possibly the smartest and best educated person I have ever seen has done this much thinking about religion and he's never, ever, paused to think, how does religion affect a human being's relationship to something greater than herself? And by greater I don't mean President Bush pandering to the religious right and working to dismantle women's reproductive freedoms because some people still believe that fishy tree story. I mean the possibility of connecting with the spirit of the universe, finding joy, getting out of oneself and into the ecstatic oblivion of eternity.

What about that function of religion?

Now as a disclaimer I must admit I never got that kind of experience from religion. I knew I was supposed to, hoped that during my adolescent participation in the confirmation ritual at my liberal protestant church that I would feel some magical flash and hear the voice of god and be forever changed. But nothing happened. Same thing in junior high when I dabbled in fundamentalism and went to Billy Graham revival because I wanted my friend Terri Burks to like me (what about that function of religion?). We drove to the Hollywood Bowl on a freeway surrounded by other "believers" in their own minibuses, all flashing each other the upward index finger sign that meant we were all looking and heading heavenward. During the revival, when they asked the heathens to come forward and be converted (according to Diamond another important way religion has established and maintained itself), I dutifully stepped up and accepted Jesus Christ as my lord and savior. There was much rejoicing.

Myself, I felt nothing.

Every cathedral I have visited in Europe, every slurp of communion wafer and wine (or juice, depending)j, every recitation of the lord’s prayer, I've waited for that lightning bolt, been willing to transcend the mortal coil and fly free with the saints, waited for that god buzz.

But the rest was silence. Except the head of course. It kept thinking, analyzing, planning an escape. The heart--the soul?--always remained quiet.

So it's not exactly that I was offended when Diamond blew off the mystical aspects of religion. And I certainly wasn't at all uncomfortable with his steely-eyed empirical view of religion as clearly a human invention as were a number of other audience members. One young woman passionately defended Judaism against his observation that it encouraged the killing of heathen. (Read the book, lady.) Another woman with a southern accent that caused me to assume to she was a fundamentalist christian (prejudice alert!) said given that all religions have moral codes, musn't there be some, ahem, "origin" for them all? Diamond was plussed, if that's a word, addressing this covert endorsement of intelligent design as a serious scientist would, could, should. Yes there's an origin he replied. It's the ruler's desire to have control and keep everybody killing and stealing only the right people and stuff.

But I was surprised that he hadn't considered individual experience as a power offered by religion. And so with an open mind I surmised that perhaps that simply isn't an aspect that he has discovered in his myriad examinations. Maybe New Guinea tribesmen don't consider themselves connected to the spirit world via religion. Maybe they don't consider themselves individuals as we do in the modern West and so there’s no individual experience to be experiencing. Maybe they consider the spirit world such a given that they don't view it as related to religion. Maybe they don't even entertain the notion of there being a spirit world or them having a soul or it being connected to said spirit world via religious experience and explanation.

Don't know.

Am myself a man of science. Can’t be grouped with the beknighted Yahoos.

But.

I've myself have been affected by what I must call mystical experiences, for lack of a better term, in spite of sharing the same skepticism--hell fullblown disbelief in relgious doctrine--as Diamond does. And there's the rub. I can completely understand what he means when he says that religions are human and then elucidates the very human reasons why they exist. I can see how they cause and maintain power relations in a society; I understand that they do an awful lot of harm. I frankly don't see the need for maintaining them, at least as we know them today.

But.

The fact that I cannot ascribe to any discursive system defining itself as religious does not mean that I cannot imagine being a part of the universe in some way that I fundamentally don't understand, some way that science hasn't yet constructed a compelling description of or explanation for.

So since science, the seeming alternative to religious belief, certainly has not offered any attractive alternative--the more we know, it seems, the more we don't know--we, I, need to be in abject humility--something religions commonly promote--not mistaking enlightenment discoveries and the perspective they mandate for an excuse to operate with an inflated ego. After all, that ego is housed in a human body which will certainly die. No better reason to remain humble than that one. My vote for the World Trade Center memorial? Leave the scar on the earth and stick a handwritten sign on a small wooden pole in the somewhere in the middle of the mess that states “we too are mortal.” That's one assertion I can certainly endorse. The rah-rah, we big, we bad, well, um, no. If there's a god, he was sound asleep on September 11. Or enjoying a sadistic show.

This week I am a guest speaker myself at USC, asked by the Women's Student Assembly to address the topic of Women and Spirituality. What do I say? What do I believe? What is worth believing? What is believable? I am humbled by the invitation, awed that young people on their life path value my truth enough to ask for it. So what is it?

Last Monday Diamond told us that the great theologian Paul Tillich, under whom he studied at Harvard many years ago, asked his hyper-rational Ivy League undergraduates, “Why is there something when there could have been nothing?” Diamond noted that these young men had no answer.

Neither do I.

February 01, 2007

RIP Molly Ivins

My mother always said that I didn't suffer fools gladly. When she first observed this about me, I was so young I was not sure what it meant.

Now, of course, I know.

It's simply hard for me to understand why people do what they do, especially when it seems so obvious that doing something else would be a much more productive and reasonable way to proceed. I am constantly shocked at clearly I see the truth and others don't, or even worse, they see if but they won't act on it.

Now that I am older, of course, I understand that everyone believes that she knows the best way to go and that I don't have a monopoly on said truth.

Still.

Take monogamy for example. It seems to me that all signs point towards the obvious fact that pledging to remain sexually faithful to someone is tantamount to asking if it will be ok to resent them someday and even perhaps end up breaking that promise or else having to destroy the original relationship in hopes of being able to keep that promise better with someone else. So the obvious thing to do is to question compulsory monogamy as the basis of marriage, right? Noooooo. Apparently the obvious thing to do is to pretend that monogamy is the only worthwhile practice and then to vilify individuals who break their fidelity pledge, holding them personally responsible as weak people and ignoring how the very system invites adultery, constructing us as either prisoners or adulterers.

Just ask Gavin Newsome.

Astonishingly, our television news today is filled with images of a grown man mea culpa-ing because of where he placed his johnson. (Note to self: Does one capitalize Johnson?) I am sure that if he made a promise to keep it parked in a certain garage he ought to have told the attendant he was going to relocate it, but of course none of that is any of my business. (Ditto for the owner of the new space.) Perhaps he didn't take that first crucial step and get honest before performing the act because, like other people who commit "adultery," he may have wanted to retain the original relationship because it was valuable to him. I am not sure if that's the case with him—or with the woman who chose to enter into the sexual relationship outside of her marital promise not to-- but I know it is with many couples who have all kinds of great reasons to stay together even if a scintillating sex life is no longer one of them. They feel stuck, unable to speak their own truth or act on their will.

Of course the original impulse for forbidding us to freely express ourselves sexually comes from an ancient mythological text clearly outdated, outmoded, and untrue. So the logical thing to do would be to chuck it, right?

Oh, noooo. Waaaay too logical. Let's keep branding people as perverts and waiting for Jesus to come back.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

As Elvis Costello says, "dear Lord, I sincerely hope you're coming 'cuz you really started something." Meanwhile, couples find themselves forced to break up or become liars because they feel responsible for maintaining the untenable requirement that their only intimate adult relationships be with one person. Forever.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

And then there's our foreign policy. Foreign, yes, 'cuz it's foreign to me why doing the same thing that has worked so poorly is being embraced as a way out of the morass caused by the failure of that exact same policy. Hey, this isn't working, so let's keep doing it! And let's send even more men and women to die because of it! Hey! Great thinking! And while we're at it, let's have the guy who did such a terrible job and made really horrible decisions in Iraq be the new chief of staff! And first let's have him sit there while we tell him how bad of a job he did and what a disaster everything is thanks to him. And then let's promote him!

My mom was right. I don't particularly enjoy watching people be stupid.

It happens in my daily life as well of course. For example, I belong to a community service organization that decided to take some group money and purchase a big screen television. So the people doing the shopping went out and bought a state of the art flat screen, right? Those beauties on sale for Super Bowl Sunday, yes? Noooo. They came back with huge carbunkle projection screen, cutting edge technology circa 1984. So I said, hey, I know, let's take it back and get this better t.v. that's $500 cheaper and won't take up so much room and will have a clearer picture. Nooooo, came the reply. This is our tv. This is it. Reason? 'Cuz. This. is. it.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Before he died, dad often to referred to my "executive" personality. In using that term instead of the one usually used to describe powerful women, I imagine he was trying to accept and perhaps even admire the fact that he'd birthed a daughter who saw what she thought needed to be done and then started trying to get everyone to see it and do it her way. I've actually been able to persuade an awful lot of people to do an awful lot of stuff, so much so that sometimes I think it's actually me running the show. Then I see that fugly t.v. and remember that I am powerless. Ooof! Then I get to accept—one more time--the fact that I won't always get my way, that people don't see the world the way I do. And that they deserve to be here just as much as I do.

This surrender to reality isn't hard when it's something as trivial as a t.v. bought by some people I ultimately admire and love, men who work to make themselves and the community better. But sending more troops to Iraq, spending more billions on Iraq--when we've already spent HUNDREDS and HUNDREDS of billions—and watching it done by someone who does NOT seem willing to look at his part, well it just gets my revolutionary blood boiling.

Why can't adults admit when they are wrong?

And why can't they see that I am right?