|
|
So... I'm pretty sure I'm a mysoginist on some level. I mean - I try not to be. But cultural encoding's a deep thing. And so much of what I think of as being 'neutral' really just boils down to being 'like me.' Hence, I don't really mind being told "Hey - that joke? Not so funny." So I think for a bit about why someone might find that joke less than funny. Then make up my mind whether to tell it again.
I am totally capable of having made any of the questionable jokes on the Lost thread, and have told much worse before. Even if I can't think of any now, having gone through Junior High School means on some level I know any number of horrible, deliberately offensive jokes. That, generally, only get brought out when the conversation turns to deliberately offensive jokes.
What makes me stumble, though, is when people point out that I've miscategorized something - that I'm being offensive without meaning to. Because I think that's where a lot of today's prejudices lie. In humor, in stereotypes that we don't think are entirely true, in generalizations to which 'of course, you know, exceptions exist and all that...'
So if I'm being offensive without knowing it, it means I've bought into one of these cultural trojan horses, and that I'm unwittingly... just being wrongheaded. I don't like stereotypes. I don't like mysogyny or whatever flavor of cultural domination I'm being chided for being a part of. But not liking it, saying I'm against it, and doing my best to try not to perpetuate it are three different things.
Mostly, people who have approached me with a feminist critique of something will take 'You may be right, let me think about that' as at least a placeholder for an apology. And, I'll be honest. Sometimes I don't apologize - sometimes they're off their fucking rockers and don't have the slightest shred of reason to their argument. But, being that I'm trying to guage something I've said from the perspective of someone who, because of the nature of this discourse, differs from me in some fashion, it usually takes a bit of thinking to decide whether or not I've verbally stepped in it.
The big stumbling block, I've found, is that for a man to grapple wih feminist issues is to grant some other party a priviledged role in the discourse. It always involves, on some level, a lot of "I imagine" or "it seems to me", and requires us to just accept that our words, once we've spoken them, can impact people in entirely unforeseen and unintentional ways.
(Suddenly, I'm tempted to construct a lexicographical argument for feminism on the basis of clarity of speech and connotation). |
|
|