from susan brownmiller's Against Our Will:
i strongly recommend this book to everyone, whether you're a victim of rape & abuse or not..
it's very insightful..
women are trained to be rape victims. to simply learn the word 'rape' is to take instruction in the power relationship between males and females. to talk about rape, even with nervous laughter, is to acknowledge a woman's special victim status.
it's very insightful..
women are trained to be rape victims. to simply learn the word 'rape' is to take instruction in the power relationship between males and females. to talk about rape, even with nervous laughter, is to acknowledge a woman's special victim status.
we hear the whispers when we are children: girls get raped. not boys. the message becomes clear. rape has something to do with our sex. rape is something awful that happens to females: it is the dark at the top of the stairs, the undefinable abyss that is just around the corner, and unless we watch our step it might just become our destiny.
rape seeps into our childhood conscoiusness by imperceptible degrees. even before we learn to read we have become indoctrinated into a victim mentality. fairy tales are full of a vague dread, a catastrophe that seems to befall only little girls.
sweet, feminine little red riding hood is off to visit her dear old grandmother in the woods. the wolf lurks in the shadows, contemplating a tender morsel. red riding hood and her grandmother, we learn, are equally defenseless before the male wolf's strength and cunning. the wolf swallows both females with no sign of a struggle.
but enter the huntsman - he will right this egregious wrong. the kindly huntsman's strength and cunning are superior the the wolf's. with the twist of the knife red riding hood and her grandmother are rescued from inside the wolf's stomach. 'oh, it was so dark in there,' red riding hood wimpers. 'i will never wander off into the forest as long as i live.'
red riding hood is a parable of rape. there are frightening male figures abroad int he woods and females are helpless before them.
better stick close to the path, better not be adventurous. if you are lucky a frindly male may be able to save you from certain disaster. ('funny, every man i meet wants to protect me,' says mae west 'i can't figure outy what from.')
those who doubt that the tale of red riding hood contains this subliminal message should consider how well peter fared when he met his wolf, or even better, the survival tactics of the three little (male) pigs. who's afraid of the big bad wolf? not they.
the utter passivity of red riding hood in the teeth of the wolf is outdone by sleeping beauty, who lay immoblie for one hundred years before she was awakened by the kiss of the prince. as a lesson in female sexuality, sleeping beauty's message is clear. the beauteous princess remains unresponsive until mr. right comes along.
snow white in her glass coffin also remains immobile until her prince appears. cinderella, too, needs a prince to extricate her from her miserable environment. thus is female sexuality defined. beautiful passivity.
wait, just wait, prince charming will soon be by; and if it is not prince charming but the big bad wolf who stands at the door, then proper feminine behavior still commands you to stay immobile. the wolf is bigger and stronger than you are. why try to fight back?
wait, just wait, prince charming will soon be by; and if it is not prince charming but the big bad wolf who stands at the door, then proper feminine behavior still commands you to stay immobile. the wolf is bigger and stronger than you are. why try to fight back?
susan brownmiller
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'every summer, my mother would set jam jar traps for wasps near the dustbins in our driveway. baited with smears of stickiness and primed with water and a drop of detergent, the poor insects would be tempted, tumble in and drown. but not if ...i was there. i would sit among the buzzing throng and offer my little fingers as lifelines to the doomed creatures. soon i learned that wasps would never sting their rescuer, just climb up, clean up, shake off the water and buzz off. my reward was to meet a little animal that no one else seemed to want to know. black and yellowin simple but startlingsymmetry, so neat, so purposeful - a triumph of form and function, a beautiful piece of deco design. with a face of fury and superlative predatory prowess, it performs essential duties, creates a nest of extraordinary delicacy and yet is universally loathed and ruthlessly persecuted because of complete ignorance. but the common wasp, vespula vulgaris, is one of my oldest and best friends. in saving those doomed individuals i learned to love wasps. and i learned to love life - all life.
it was much later that i learned why life has a collective value; why each and every organism is implicitly important to the community and ecosystem that it has evolved a niche in.'
c. packham
it was much later that i learned why life has a collective value; why each and every organism is implicitly important to the community and ecosystem that it has evolved a niche in.'
c. packham
It
was Germaine Greer who said that women never really know how much men hate
them. Thanks to the internet we’re starting to find out, as “banter” comes out
of the backrooms and spews itself over the web. Unilad has just been
shut down after it pointed out approvingly that rapists have rather good odds,
with the “lads” blaming humourless feminazis for spoiling their fun. A week or
so ago, a friend posted up a list of the things that Mens Rights Activists
quote out of context to demonstrate how nutty feminists are. Among them was a
quote attributed to Marilyn French stating “all men are rapists“. This
statement as a view of how feminists see men is often given as evidence of the
misanderous nature of feminism and how ludicrous it is, but the full quote,
given below, which comes from “The Women’s Room” and is spoken by Val –
a radical feminist character in the novel, bears further inspection. Over the
years, I have argued many times with (primarily male) comrades as to the
meaning of this statement, with many taking considerable offense at the
implication that I consider them individually to be rapists/potential rapists.
Frequently accompanied by denials of individual responsibility and/or
temperament to commit something which is – at least in name – so transgressive
and stigmatised.
Women
exist in a legal state of permanent consent. Consent is an automatic defense to
a charge of rape and unless there is sound evidence that consent was withdrawn,
it is frequently assumed that it was not. If a woman did not actively withdraw
her consent, there is no case to answer – the legal status of a woman is that
of consent to sexual intercourse. Furthermore, the presumption of innocence
over guilt in effect means that it is insufficient for a conviction to be
upheld purely on the basis that a woman asserts that she withdrew her consent
in the absence of such evidence. For some women, the withdrawal of consent
becomes in effect a legal non-option. Crimes of sexual violence against
sex-workers are notoriously difficult to prosecute, as the assumption is that
they payment has brought the agreement not to withdraw consent. Any evidence
that a woman may not have withdrawn consent, is evidence of the innocence of
the accused. Such evidence may include payment; sexually arousing dress; prior
sexual activity; drug or alcohol use; being asleep; being sexually
unattractive, or being insufficiently aware of danger. Up until 1991 the
majority of women lived within a formal legal state which denied her the right
to remove her consent: a woman could not withdraw consent to sexual intercourse
from her husband; marriage was an automatic defense. Although that has thankfully
been repealed, most married women today, entered into a legal contract which
removed their right to say “no”. Within such a legal framework, consent is
compromised. If you are a sex worker and you know that there is little chance
of obtaining retribution because you were paid, there is equally little point
withdrawing it. In circumstances where you know that what will be done to you
will be seen as quite acceptable in the eyes of the law, resistance is futile.
When your consent is irrelevant, why bother withdrawing it. Until the legal
state of permanent consent is revoked, free and genuine consent is impossible
in a world where that consent is a legal irrelevance.
The
term “rape culture” was first coined in the mid-70s, but has gained a new
popularity recently as feminists have looked to the cultural modes which
sustain and perpetuate sexual violence. Much of the money devoted to popular
campaigns to prevent sexual violence has focused on what women should or should
not do to avoid becoming victims – seeking to impose limitations on their
dress, behaviour, alcohol consumption and travel arrangements. By implication
transgressing these rules implies a recklessness which has invited attack and
any public sympathy or support for such transgressive women who meets with such
violence is tempered with an “I told you so” undertone and restatement of how
important it is to follow the rules. Related to this is the sexual epithets,
“prude” and “slut”. Two sides of the same coin they seek to define women’s
sexuality in reference to the patriarchal power structure – they are not
opposing descriptions of womens sexual behaviour, but demands upon it. The
“slut” challenges patriarchal norms which consider women to be the gatekeepers
of sexuality, that sex is something done to women. The slut, as an identified
sexually active woman is [an] easy [victim]. The “prude” challenges patriarchal
norms which considers the purpose of women as being for fucking. The prude, as
an identified sexually inactive woman is [a] frigid [bitch]. The effect of rape
culture is to deny women control over their sexuality in combination with
excusing male violations of female sexual boundaries; to reinforce the
patriarchal definition of the purpose of women as being for fucking while
simultaneously reinforcing the patriarchal definition of fucking as something
done to women. Until rape culture is overcome, free and genuine consent is
impossible in a world which indoctrinates women to be the objects of male
sexuality. This combination of the male gaze, the permanent legal state of
consent and rape culture conspires to produce an unhealthy sexual environment
within which all individual sexual encounters take place. When McKinnon said “In
a patriarchal society all heterosexual intercourse is rape because women, as a
group, are not strong enough to give meaningful consent”, it is the weight
of the eyes, laws and codes which bear down on each interaction, shaping its
direction.
‘…all men are rapists and that’s all they are: they
rape us with their eyes their laws and their codes.’
The contextualisation given in the full quote above
demonstrates the structural nature of male sexual violence, and it is well
worth unpacking the eyes, laws and codes which entrap men to this role. Mere
denial, is simply a refusal to see, yet the gaze lives on; assertions of legal
behaviour does not negate the judicial structure which enables violation, and a
cultural stance in opposition does not challenge the codes which sustains it.
Only by a careful examination of the power structure which sustains patriarchal
heterosexual relations is there the opportunity to destroy it. The
concept of “the Gaze” originates with Satre. Satre explore the concept of “The
Other” – that which is not us. That when we are alone, we are a self-contained
active subject, but when we share space with someone else we become aware of
ourselves as an object in the Other’s environment. Because we objectify the
world around us, we are aware that “The Other” as a sentient being, does
likewise, and we view ourselves no longer as purely an active subject but as an
object which is gazed upon. Lacan took this concept further, Lacan’s gaze does
not require the physical existence of another, as the gaze is not something
which belongs to the other, but is within ourselves, as a perception of being
viewed. Thus it is not the act of being seen which creates the gaze in our
heads, but the epistemic knowledge that it is possible that we may be; and from
that there is no escape. Laura Mulvery coined the term the “Male Gaze” in the
context of film studies, exploring how film makers produce narrative from the
point of view of male subjects. Yet it has a broader application to all forms
of media. Men are the primary producers of media, and the texts they produce
primarily for a male audience while women are the spectacle to be gazed upon.
When women consume male orientated media, they must adopt the gaze as intended,
yet at the same time identify with the female. They see themselves as Others
see them, this gift given not by a theological God, but by the omniscient
patriarchy, eradicating the foolish notion that they may be active subjects in
a world controlled by men. Women internalise the Male Gaze, everywhere they go
and in everything they do they are subject to the knowledge that they are the
objects viewed through a patriarchal lens which dictates their behaviour and
the limits of their agency. Until the Male Gaze is castrated, free and genuine
consent is impossible in a world where the agency of the subject is
constrained.
‘because penetration by males is what women are
for, if we are raped we have to prove not just that we didn’t say yes, which is
impossible to prove, but that we specifically and emphatically said no, which
is also impossible to prove..’
‘A rape culture condones physical and emotional
terrorism against women as the norm… This violence, however, is neither
biologically nor divinely ordained. Much of what we accept as inevitable is in
fact the expression of values and attitudes that can change.’