From what I can
tell, almost nobody in society writes about individual “power.” It seems to be
a blind spot, as if it were a sordid subject to us. Perhaps because we think
Jesus wouldn’t be “turned on” by having power. Neither would my father: Grandmother
told me Dad was a very decent man. Not
a coincidence.
I’ve only come
across two sources regarding power: Philosopher Bertrand Russel wrote a book
called Power, and an angry Mark Twain
wrote a political tract after he was angry at the wide spread denial that folks
in the Belgian Congo were having their hands chopped off. (This was well before
the “Belgian atrocities” of World War I, where the English, safely across the
channel, stockpiled hands for Belgian children, to give to them after the war
was over) As Twain put it, too bad for the king of Belgium that someone had
invented the Kodak camera. Photographs were included. Twain also sketched stick
figuers of the big king and his little subjects, to show the king wondering why so
many are so eager to be bowing down to him. The king sure liked his power.
Happily, I live in
a new century.
It was Joss
Whedon, maker of Buffy the Vampire Slayer
who said, “Recognising power in another does not diminish your own.” My dad
would agree. To me that goes for "equal rights" too. Too bad some males still think of “equal rights” as a fixed pie (or
zero sum game) thinking that if you give equal rights to females then somehow males
have less rights. No wonder that, according to one blogger, (link) it’s easier for him to rebuke racists than to correct men who wish to harass.
In my own time,
when the women’s liberation movement started, I remember society was innocent about
the general connection of male power to liberation issues. I remember very well
how society had great difficulty making the specific connection that rape could
be for power and violence, not simply lust and love. Back then, people were very
surprised to hear that plain nuns in shapeless clothing would be raped. For
power. Today I think we mostly know this, we mostly know that a rapist can hate
women. But now I am wondering exactly how much we still have left to learn.
I wonder, because
recently I found a piece on street harrasment. I already knew public harrassment
existed: Back during my young “meaning of life” days my girlfriend told me how
angry she was to be yelled at from passing cars so bloody often. I believed
her, even though this was back in the 1970’s when women were still disbelieved
if they claimed there was harrassment for ordinary “didn’t ask for it” women. I
haven’t read much about harrassment down the years, but after finding that
piece last week I can see that society in the 21st century still has
a blind spot.
According to the
writer, many men believe that their fellow males are being friendly, merely
wanting a girlfriend, when they call out a supposed “compliment” or call, “Hey
baby…”
As I understand it,
the writer speculated that men don’t discourage such harrassment by fellow
males because they think a poor over-confident harrasser is merely trying to
find a girlfriend, that maybe he’s an unfortunate guy who lacks the social
skills to go onto social media dating sites, or enter a singles bar, or get a
membership with a hobby or club
Apparently, what
men in our society don’t understand is that the harrasser isn’t trying to be
friendly: If the woman does not
ignore him, if she acts friendly back, then the harrassment escalates… always… escalates
far past the point where any reasonable adult would ever want to be that guy’s
friend. In other words, the harrasser is lying
about wanting a perfect stranger to be his girlfriend. The secret sordid issue
is power; the harrasser can’t feel “power over” the lady being harrassed until
she stops being friendly.
If normal men
don’t “get it” about their fellow males engaging in harrassment then I guess
it’s because society still has a blind spot about indiviuals wanting power.
Sean Crawford
Calgary
June
2016
Footnotes:
~Here’s a leftist
cartoon that includes a man of innocence.
~To find pages of informative
links on the web, I would recommend combining the search terms “Scalzi” and “Harassment,”
as writer John Scalzi said he wouldn’t attend any science fiction convention
that did not have an anti-harassment policy.
~Here’s a writer
dealing with a fellow male. At first you may want to skim past the “being a writer”
context-setting of the first several paragraphs, and just go down to the paragraph near the
photo that begins, “I saw the heroine of our story sitting on the BART.”
~I managed to dig
up the blog that prompted me to write today’s piece. It’s lengthy. Scroll down
to the October 30th entry.
~At the risk of
being disloyal to the U.S. war on terror, and “playing into the hands” of
extremists against democracy... I will note that at the Alexndra Writers Centre
my teacher for Personal Essays, a gentle white-haired baby boomer, has a
Saturday morning class for women to write about their personal experience of
how the “equal rights movement” still hasn’t succeeded.
If I didn’t join the class then it’s only because I don’t have enough experiences to write about. Her class is named after the 1970’s anti-brainwashing cartoon of a fish riding a bicycle. “A woman needs a man like a fish needs…”
If I didn’t join the class then it’s only because I don’t have enough experiences to write about. Her class is named after the 1970’s anti-brainwashing cartoon of a fish riding a bicycle. “A woman needs a man like a fish needs…”
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