Friday Random Ten: blissikins edition

I can’t remember the last time I had a Friday Random Ten I liked more — I’ve loved Clark and Cash, Los Lobos and Steve Earle for decades. I fell in love with the Jennys and Buddy Miller a few years back, and Van Etten, Hutchinson and Lambert are more recent discoveries. And the Scorps — well, I was a hormonal adolescent once. Ten glorious tracks here.

1. “Heart Like Mine”, Miranda Lambert
2. “The Zoo”, the Scorpions
3. “Home is Where the Hurt Is”, Hayley Hutchinson
4. “Dublin Blues”, Guy Clark
5. “The Ballad of Barbara”, Johnny Cash
6. “One Time, One Night”, Los Lobos
7. “With God on Our Side”, Buddy Miller
8. “Swing Low Sail High”, Wailin’ Jennys
9. “Galway Girl”, Steve Earle
10. “Save Yourself”, Sharon Van Etten

You’re not vain — or if you are, that needs to be okay

My Thursday post is up at Healthy is the New Skinny: You’re Not Vain. Excerpt:

In more than twenty years of teaching and mentoring teens around issues of self-image, I’ve seen that sometimes the biggest battle young people fight isn’t just to love and appreciate their bodies. Often, the biggest battle is to accept that we care so intensely about our appearance in the first place. We imagine, wrongly, that if we were “better” people we wouldn’t be concerned about what we look like. We imagine that we should somehow be magically immune from all the pressure from peers, parents, pop culture, and the fashion industry.

It’s an understatement to say that’s an unrealistic expectation!

Here’s the bottom line: part of loving yourself for who you are is accepting your feelings. And if sometimes you spend more time thinking about your weight and your looks than you do about the starving children in Africa, or about your faith, or about your English homework, that needs to be okay. Feeling guilty for how you feel is part of the problem we’re fighting against.

Yes, we all want to create a world where young people love themselves and love their bodies. We want to create a culture in which young people feel empowered to live out their dreams. We all want teens to be able to spend less time worrying about their bodies and how they look to others. But we’re not going to get there by dismissing the very real, very powerful desires so many of us have to be beautiful, to be desirable, or just to be accepted.

If no one hates you, you’re not doing your job: a note on male feminist work

My friend Karl wrote me on Facebook:

I know the work of pro-feminist men can be a lonely one, and one that makes you the target of a lot of attacks from MRAs.

While I’ve been within the feminist movement for about five or six years now, and while I’ve established myself well with fellow feminists, being able to build trust and relationships at conferences, through activism and such, I am feeling extremely uncomfortable with attacks from the anti-feminist groups.

It’s one of those silly things that I actually care about and worry, because quotes will be taken out of context, accusations of trying to bed all feminist women would start, and character assassination would exist. I am not sure how to deal with it.

I know you’re quite a big target for the MRA community, and I am writing simply to ask how you dealt with it when you first came on their radar. Is this an issue that pro-feminist men need to even worry about?

Certainly if you wade through the comments below my Tuesday column on MRAs at the Good Men Project, you’ll see lots of invective and ad hominem. If you visited this blog during the week I was trying out the Disqus commenting system, you probably saw a lot of hateful remarks that bore the hallmark of some of the more extreme members of the men’s rights movement.

As I’ve said before, we throw three basic charges at male feminists:

1. they’re gay
2. they’re “wolves in sheep’s clothing”, using feminism as a seduction tactic to get women into bed
3. they are filled with self-loathing, and feminism is a kind of ritualized penance or self-abuse.

Since I started taking women’s studies courses a quarter century ago, I’ve been on the receiving end of all three of those accusations countless times. Most of the men I know who do this work have heard the same thing over and over again. We know why we get the first two: in our culture, we don’t believe men can ever do anything in the absence of a sexual agenda. So we preach the lie that only gay men can truly care about women, because heterosexual male lust and empathy are fundamentally incompatible with each other. We preach the lie that in the end, regardless of pretty words, men are dogs and only want “one thing”, and are quite willing to use feminism as a façade to get it. And when those two charges fail, we resort to the third, convinced that only a man who genuinely hated his maleness could possibly hold these views.

I write and teach with the privilege of tenure. My job is not in jeopardy because of my feminist activism, and that inoculates me against a lot of mischief that MRAs and others might do. (Not that they don’t try; my division dean and the vice-president for instruction tell me they get letters and phone calls from time to time from folks complaining about what I’ve said on my blog or in an article somewhere. The administration has my back, and I’m lucky in that.)

I have worried a few times about physical threats. I didn’t worry before I became a father, but as a Dad feel the obvious need to be a little more careful with my person. Three or four times, I’ve gotten emails or phone calls that have threatened harm — and I’ve learned to report those to the campus police. I think most MRAs would repudiate those sorts of threats, and I also think most of those threats are empty talk. But one never knows, and there’s no shame in reporting intimations of personal violence.

In the end, I need to remember that it is so much worse for the women around me who do this work. My female colleagues have been threatened with rape, called “bitches” and “cunts” in postings on their office doors. Look at the racist slut-shaming that’s directed daily at the amazingly brave young feminist writer and sex columnist, Lena Chen; look at the comments that show up even here directed at my old friend and brilliant comrade-in-arms, Amanda Marcotte. No matter how often I get called “mangina”, it doesn’t add up to what folks like Amanda and Lena and countless other female bloggers, scholars and activists deal with every damn day.

I don’t worry about being sexually assaulted in a parking lot after a feminist event. That’s not masculine bravado on my part, it’s statistical probability. Embittered men’s rights activists can call me a “self-loathing faggot” or a “predatory perv prof” until the proverbial cows come home, but those are just words. Like watercolors, they wash off. Continue reading

Thursday Short Poem: Reeser’s “For the Black Cat…”

This Jennifer Reeser poem ran in First Things last summer, and it’s been in the back of my mind for a while. Cats are not my animal, and this is not my theology, but the poem works regardless.

For the Black Cat Encountering Consequences

As wild and callous as you are,
by rights
You should be banished outside to the ditch,
To pay your penance in disturbing nights,
Expecting to be rescued by some witch
In morbid need of a familiar friend
With wicked eyes and automatic claws;
A master with few fineries to mend,
And less respect for civilizing laws.

And, child to Him who furnished flocks of quail
Until the sons of Israel grew sick,
Some part of me delights to countervail,
To see you suffer for your latest trick;
Some part which would enjoy your punishment,
But for those pleading eyes, when you repent.

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Feminist Coming Out Day: a brief report, and a note on the connection between sexual liberation and global justice

Happy Ash Wednesday to one and all.

We had a great turnout last night at our Feminist Coming Out Day Panel here at Pasadena City College. (If you click here and scroll down, you can see me with two of my great student organizers and speakers.) I was one of six speakers talking about feminism on a panel moderated by my wonderful colleague from the speech and rhetoric department, A.C. Panella. My fellow panelists included Myra Duran from Feminist Majority Foundation, Dinah Stephens from Planned Parenthood Los Angeles, Phoebe Brauer from Planned Parenthood Pasadena, Kathy Heintzmann, a teacher at nearby Arcadia High School who developed Women’s Lit courses on that campus, and my wonderful student Ahlam Hope Hariri, a Muslim-American feminist.

Our students worked tirelessly to put on the event, and KPFK radio taped the entire panel discussion for future broadcast. (I’ll have a link when available).

I was reminded, yet again, that we live with feminisms. There is no single code to which we all subscribe, beyond a conviction that sexual equality is worth fighting for and is a cause to which we have dedicated our lives. Oppressions intersect, as we so often say, and the fight for sexual justice is linked to other fights. It is always good to be reminded of that, particularly when you’re a middle-aged white male, tenured and cis-gendered and married and veritably dripping in unearned privilege!

I made one point last night that I always try to make. So much of my writing and teaching focuses on issues of sexuality and self-esteem, around pop culture and body image, eating disorders and perfectionism. Often, the more radically (or globally) inclined suggest that these are middle-class concerns. As one young man asked me recently, “How come you spend so much time talking about body image when we’ve got women suffering and dying in the Congo? Are eating disorders as bad as the rape epidemic going on there?”

Justice, I reminded him, is not a zero-sum game. Critiquing “princess culture” among middle-class American girls doesn’t mean that one has no interest in the plight of less fortunate women in the Congo, Afghanistan, or in undocumented migrant communities right here in Los Angeles. Furthermore, as I said last night, our personal liberation is a prerequisite for being a truly effective agent for change in the lives of others. As I learned in Twelve Step eons ago, “you can’t give away what you haven’t got.” Young women who are struggling with eating disorders often find that the disorder sucks up a tremendous amount of psychic energy. Sexual shame limits our capacity for compassion. If the privileged young women and men of America (and compared to the Congo, even working-class Americans of color are privileged) are beset by anxiety and self-doubt then they’re not going to be able to do as much as they otherwise might do for those who are suffering elsewhere.

So teaching sex-positivity and a responsible, pleasure-centred sex-ed curriculum is vital justice work. Equipping young women to extricate themselves from relentless perfectionism is part of healing the larger world. It’s not bourgeois myopia to focus on sex and the body — rather, focusing on these intensely personal issues is the gateway to building a more peaceful, equitable, light-filled world. Shame leads not only to self-absorption but to a sense of personal powerlessness. Empowering young people in the most intimate aspects of their lives gives them the tools and the energy and the excitement to go out and do the vital work of Tikkun Olam, healing the world.

Personal empowerment and collective liberation are not at odds. Giving young people the first is what inspires them to be effective agents for bringing about the latter.

Audio archive of my Michelle Phillips interview

The audio file of my appearance on Hay House Radio is up, and will be free for the next week. My chat with Michelle begins around 31:00 in and continues for nearly twenty minutes. Nice to do radio where I’m not being cut off and can make extended remarks. Michelle was a great host. We talk about boys, girls, perfectionism, eating disorders, and relationships.

This link will expire on Sunday, March 13. Listen here.

Against Shame, Against Douthat: for pleasure-based sex ed

Ross Douthat, the most conservative columnist in the modern history of the New York Times, offered an exasperating op-ed over the weekend: Why Monogamy Matters.

Douthat is clever enough to know his relatively liberal audience may be suspicious of his agenda, so he’s careful to cloak his argument in seemingly reasonable and reassuring tones. He tells his readers he doesn’t really believe in teaching teens to wait until heterosexual marriage; rather, he’s in favor of teaching them to wait for someone. And, like so many contemporary conservatives, he dresses up his argument in favor of abstinence with feminist language, suggesting that the religious right may care more about the well-being of young women’s hearts than the secular left:

Female emotional well-being seems to be tightly bound to sexual stability — which may help explain why overall female happiness has actually drifted downward since the sexual revolution.

Among the young people Regnerus and Uecker studied, the happiest women were those with a current sexual partner and only one or two partners in their lifetime. Virgins were almost as happy, though not quite, and then a young woman’s likelihood of depression rose steadily as her number of partners climbed and the present stability of her sex life diminished.

One assumes that Douthat missed critical thinking courses. As many others have pointed out, Douthat makes the basic mistake of confusing causation with correlation. If we’re going to use Ockham’s razor, the simplest explanation for why young women with high numbers of sexual partners report depression is because we live in a society in which the sexual double standard is alive and well. As with the old studies that found gay teens at greater risk of unhappiness and suicidal ideation than their straight peers, the misery is not rooted in the sexual activity itself but in the way that behavior is mercilessly judged by our still-puritanical culture.

This failure in logic isn’t the only problem in Douthat’s piece. His assumption that the overwhelming majority of human beings will find their deepest joy in an enduring romantic and sexual connection with one other person erases and ignores the lived experience of an astonishing number of people. As someone who is inclined towards both monogamy and marriage, I have the good sense not to universalize from my personal predilections. I’ve met too many people whose lived experience makes clear that profound joy can be found outside of the traditional model for sexual relationships.

What troubles me most about Douthat’s piece, however, is not his faulty reasoning or his disingenuous appeal to our concern for the emotional and physical wellbeing of our children. What is most annoying is his continued defense of abstinence-only education, despite the established fraudulence of its ideological and psychological underpinnings. The jury is still out on whether abstinence-only education encourages teens to wait longer to have intercourse (the verdict is already in on whether it leads to a delay in other kinds of sex, and the answer is clear that it doesn’t have much impact.) But even if we concede that “waiting” is invariably a good idea (and I’m not at all sure that’s true), shaming young people into waiting is indefensible.

Make no mistake, abstinence-only education is shame-based. When we teach young people that kids with healthy self-esteem won’t have sex, we send the unmistakable message that teens who do choose to be sexual with themselves or others lack self-respect. When we teach, as many abstinence programs do, that a future spouse will be put off by too much pre-marital sexual experience, we’re telling kids that pleasure is dirty, leaving a stain that doesn’t wash off. That’s an absolute guarantor of shame.

I’ve been a sex educator more than half my life, since I joined the pioneering Peer Sexuality Outreach as a counselor my sophomore year at Cal. Since 1986, I’ve spoken to teens and adults in school, church, and community settings about virtually every imaginable aspect of sexuality. How I teach and what I teach and how I think about what I’m teaching has evolved a lot in the past quarter century. But there are certain principles I’m committed to, principles that I think must undergird any responsible sex education curriculum.

1. Pleasure is a purpose. While one kind of sex can be reproductive, most kinds of sex aren’t. Human beings don’t exist merely to procreate; we exist to delight in our bodies and to share that delight (if we choose) with others. The clitoris doesn’t exist to pass urine or feed a fetus; it exists solely for delight. We need to remember to teach that at its core, sex is about more than making babies and more even than about connecting with another human being. Sex, at its most basic, is about our right to pleasure. And pleasure is perhaps the most basic driving motivator in our existence.

2. Shame is the enemy. Shame and guilt are not the same; guilt is what we feel when do something wrong (like deliberately hurting another person.) Shame is what we feel when we believe we are bad because of what we’ve done, even if we haven’t caused anyone pain or harm. Shame is what we feel when we believe we want too much, feel too much, need too much. Guilt is healthy; it keeps us from hurting each other. Shame is toxic — it acts as a barrier to pleasure and intimacy with ourselves and others.

3. There is no one-size fits all approach. For example, some teens are emotionally and physically ready for sexual intercourse. Some aren’t. Some people will be happiest limiting sexual expression with other people to committed, monogamous relationships. Others will find their greatest joy outside of the confines of traditional fidelity. We must surrender the tempting but unsound idea that each and every human being has the same basic longings. My Christian friends should know this: the apostle Paul mused that it would probably be best if everyone were celibate, but he had the good sense to know that what worked for him would not work for everyone else. Would that those who follow whom he followed had his same reverence for diversity!

Responsible sex education informs, encourages, comforts and inspires. It honors the individual needs and wants of each person, and teaches the importance of honoring the boundaries of others. As Douthat’s social conservative allies in Congress seek to defund Planned Parenthood and other providers of women’s health care and sexual education, we need to redouble our commitment to standing for pleasure, for safety, and against the twin evils of shame and ignorance.