![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Is there such a thing as a consulting feminist? Because I feel like I need to talk to one, on how I got to where I am, and where indeed I actually am, on gender issues. I don't spend a lot of time reading around the topic, and I'm not likely to either, but things come up where I find my experiences of being female, and of being a female that does science and engineering in particular, to be different to other people's experiences. I never felt I had to see a woman playing the drums before I thought I could, or had to re-imagine myself male in order to see myself doing it; the same with science. And I understand other people do, and I don't know why, and I'd like to. Although, I can get right behind a campaign to produce a fairer balance of female characters as role models in children's TV; I suspect I'd like to see a fairer balance of characters so that men are less surprised when women show up doing something. (I'm familiar with that surprise, and it can be a bit tedious at times, but that's about as bad as it's ever been, for me. Energy-consuming but not an actual impediment.)
A couple of times recently in conversations about this sort of thing, people have mentioned my size. It feels plausible to me that it's a factor; several women I know recently agreed that they recognised a description of lava-balling, men spreading their legs unnecessarily widely on public transport, while I didn't. Do men not do it to me because I'm large, or do I think about it differently due to my own experiences of trying to fit in the small amount of space you get allocated on public transport? But while size might have an influence, it can't cover everything. It can't cover whether or not I get an interview on the basis of having a woman's name on my CV which, I dunno, looking back maybe I did suffer from that in the Australia jobs I didn't get interviews for? I'd just assumed they had internal candidates they wanted to put in place, and I don't know how I'd ever know the difference. My name hasn't stopped me getting plenty of other science and engineering jobs, including pretty much every one I've ever had an interview for; have they all just been relieved to see my size when they meet me?
When I was eight, my Sindy doll had a sword and shield that I'd made for her because she was a warrior Sindy, but she still wore a ballerina dress at the same time because, well, that's what clothes she had. It didn't seem wrong to me then, but I can see now how it doesn't fit in the boxes we're told are right. When did I learn about the boxes? Did I know about them then and ignore them? Why have I continued to exempt myself from the pressures of those boxes relatively easily? Is it just because I don't fit in either men's or women's clothes easily, so have had to find a sort of third way? (Even I hadn't started having that problem when I was eight, though.) Why is it that I sometimes do feel those pressures, though? Several times I've taken some pains to find or make a dress or skirt to wear when attending a wedding, even though I literally never wear them for any other part of my life that isn't fancy dress.
And whenever I try to write down anything about this and I just keep coming up with rambling interconnected anecdata along the same uninformed lines. I had a trial singing lesson yesterday, and I got a lot of information very quickly from just talking to someone who had a sense of the shape of the field, of what the options were and how I might fit into them. I suspect the same sort of expert help might answer a lot of the questions I have about where I stand in the world of gender. But it just feels like far too large and complicated a field, full of conflicting theory and a whole lot of bullshit, for there ever really to be any experts, as opposed to people with particularly vocal opinions. And as for getting to grips with the field myself... Yeah. I suppose I just carry on making the trousers and try not to get involved in arguments, which just feels a bit useless. Ho-hum.
A couple of times recently in conversations about this sort of thing, people have mentioned my size. It feels plausible to me that it's a factor; several women I know recently agreed that they recognised a description of lava-balling, men spreading their legs unnecessarily widely on public transport, while I didn't. Do men not do it to me because I'm large, or do I think about it differently due to my own experiences of trying to fit in the small amount of space you get allocated on public transport? But while size might have an influence, it can't cover everything. It can't cover whether or not I get an interview on the basis of having a woman's name on my CV which, I dunno, looking back maybe I did suffer from that in the Australia jobs I didn't get interviews for? I'd just assumed they had internal candidates they wanted to put in place, and I don't know how I'd ever know the difference. My name hasn't stopped me getting plenty of other science and engineering jobs, including pretty much every one I've ever had an interview for; have they all just been relieved to see my size when they meet me?
When I was eight, my Sindy doll had a sword and shield that I'd made for her because she was a warrior Sindy, but she still wore a ballerina dress at the same time because, well, that's what clothes she had. It didn't seem wrong to me then, but I can see now how it doesn't fit in the boxes we're told are right. When did I learn about the boxes? Did I know about them then and ignore them? Why have I continued to exempt myself from the pressures of those boxes relatively easily? Is it just because I don't fit in either men's or women's clothes easily, so have had to find a sort of third way? (Even I hadn't started having that problem when I was eight, though.) Why is it that I sometimes do feel those pressures, though? Several times I've taken some pains to find or make a dress or skirt to wear when attending a wedding, even though I literally never wear them for any other part of my life that isn't fancy dress.
And whenever I try to write down anything about this and I just keep coming up with rambling interconnected anecdata along the same uninformed lines. I had a trial singing lesson yesterday, and I got a lot of information very quickly from just talking to someone who had a sense of the shape of the field, of what the options were and how I might fit into them. I suspect the same sort of expert help might answer a lot of the questions I have about where I stand in the world of gender. But it just feels like far too large and complicated a field, full of conflicting theory and a whole lot of bullshit, for there ever really to be any experts, as opposed to people with particularly vocal opinions. And as for getting to grips with the field myself... Yeah. I suppose I just carry on making the trousers and try not to get involved in arguments, which just feels a bit useless. Ho-hum.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 04:02 pm (UTC)FWIW, I've not ever had any experience of other physicists treating me as a lesser physicist because I am female; the only thing holding me back there is that I am an enthusiastic physicist but (I thought) not a particularly great one. I have, I think, experienced *non*-physicists treating me as a lesser physicist because I am female, particularly male non-physicists. However, I'm fairly sure that when I was teaching I actually got to interview a couple of times because I was a female, and they wanted to demonstrate a gender balance in their interviewing. Is this just as sexist? I don't know. It could be called positive discrimination.
So, I don't think that your experiences are unusual - I've never had any doubts that I'm a female, but I never really played with dolls to the extent that when a schoolfriend had a Cindy party when I was eight or so, I had none to take along. I always had books and trees, and wanted to be a superhero, so I had comics as well. I think this was because I was a middle child and strangely precocious, but, looking back on it, I don't think my mother had much time for girly things, either. However, I accept that other people had different experiences.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 04:28 pm (UTC)Most of the promotions I got in the games industry I had to get by trickery - by submitting work anonymously and winning the job. Then when it was revealed to be me behind the work, if the producer didn't know me they would refuse to allow me on the team until (male) lead artists who did know me made a scene.
The point being... when my work was anonymous and assumed male, they couldn't wait to get me on board, but would change their mind when told "Moto did the work." They'd change their minds because "she's a girl, she can't have done that work by herself."
Sorry, I could write reams of such examples. I suppose the final nail in the coffin was asking a trans friend of mine if she'd noticed any change in the way people valued her work and skills since becoming visibly a female programmer. She became quite sad and said that yes, there was a marked demotion.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 05:41 pm (UTC)But I get the crap once I've started, usually from peers. It definitely feels worse for me these days, too - not sure if that's just me becoming more intolerant of the BS, or no longer being willing to be "one of the lads" to get by, or because attitudes actually are worse. Current job is particularly awful, but I'm determined to stick it out as I need a long-term position.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 07:51 pm (UTC)That sort of thing. I realise it may not sound like much, but constantly having the fact that you are very experienced completely overridden gets tiring.
Also, I wanted to second what was said above about intersectionality. I know I have a ton of privilege, being white, cisgendered, hetero etc, and I try to remember that & take others' experiences into account.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 10:47 pm (UTC)The assumption that female means inexperienced is pretty damn annoying, yeah, but I don't run into it much. This may be because I've done quite a lot of hopping around my field, so I'm often working with people with different areas of expertise - they're usually right to assume they know more about something specific than me. But in return I seem to get thought of as a specific expert in something they don't know about, to an almost scary degree. I keep telling people I don't really know that much about chemistry, but I've become the departmental go-to person for it anyway, from questions about safe handling of concentrated alkalis (which I can help with) to detailed grilling about pKa values in polyprotic acids which, frankly, I had to have a skim through wikipedia before I understood the question, and yet that still didn't stop the engineer in question trusting my answer. I suppose he just wanted any sort of confirmation that he was barking up the right tree.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 07:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 07:21 pm (UTC)I think I'm happy enough to do that (not that it doesn't take thinking about sometimes) but recently I find myself wondering why my experiences are different, and what that says about me and other people and where we all stand in relation to society and stuff.
(I did have a Sindy but then my sister had loads of them so I think it was bought for me on automatic pilot, and I never wanted any more than the one. In later years she was mainly someone to sit in the Lego motorbike/wing-flier/space-ship mash-ups.)
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 04:15 pm (UTC)I remember vividly trying to argue to be allowed to do technical drawing at school. Even with an architect father backing me up, the school would not allow it, and their only reason was... because you're a girl. Since I got this sort of thing all the time, and got into trouble/detention and received all manner of verbal abuse when I tried to stand up against this, it's hardly a surprise I wished I'd been born a boy!
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 07:42 pm (UTC)I was quite stubborn as a child, and did argue back (and got into trouble with teachers for it sometimes) because I knew what I wanted (Lego and trousers) and what I didn't want (anything pink and frilly, anything to do with dressing up and make-up) and I sort of don't know where that came from. I was certainly told that I couldn't have technical Lego, only the sort that you build houses with, because girls don't play with technical Lego, but after long persistence and saving up enough money to buy my own, my dad gave in. It didn't work for everything - I didn't get to do woodwork at school for the same reason you didn't get to do technical drawing - but then my role in chores involved things like washing the car and helping with DIY, and then later on when me and my sister worked in the family business, my sister was a check-out girl and office girl, and I was out on the warehouse floor stacking things and driving pallet trucks. It was just what I wanted to do, and they must have been some sort of progressive to let me. (Though maybe that was a size thing again. At fourteen I was five foot ten and couldn't be fitted into any women's clothes at all, so in my oversized sweatshirts and men's jeans that were getting too short, what else was I going to be?)
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 04:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 05:03 pm (UTC)http://jezebel.com/5967972/fuck-you-dudes-who-sit-with-their-legs-spread-so-wide-that-they-take-up-two-seats-your-dick-is-not-that-big
It just weirds me out... because you know, I have been sitting on the bus and getting crosser and crosser that the guy next to me was opening his legs wider and wider and taking up more space and I have even been cross enough to "hold my ground" and endure having the guy press his legs against mine just in order that I've not lost ground. Then five minutes later I realise how completely absurd I'm being because you know what, he didn't mean anythign by it... and I've been guilty myself. But it seems lately this behaviour is inducing complete rage in some people.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 09:48 pm (UTC)I do wonder if people think I do this to them, and I've just never noticed. (One of the benefits of usually wearing trousers is being able to sit with my legs apart because it's comfy; I can still hear my mum telling me it's not ladylike.) I'm about the same height as you, although I've got relatively more leg than most men of the same height, so the thing I'm most likely to notice getting evils for is sitting across from someone in a four-seat configuration. People seem to think I'm sticking my knees out too far forwards when in fact I'm usually sitting as upright as I can comfortably manage.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 09:51 pm (UTC)I'm often reluctant to say so because it feels like I'm questioning people's experiences if I do
It may well be that there are some men who do do it in an aggressive "I'm going to take up space" way but I've never encountered this and it seems you haven't ever. I just hope that I've never been interpreted as doing that because I genuinely have not. But I have behaved exactly as described in the "evil men who sit iwht their legs apart" rants.
the thing I'm most likely to notice getting evils for is sitting across from someone in a four-seat configuration
Oh yes...this entirely. It's horrible really. The kind of furtive under the table knee rearrangement on trains. It's much more socially uncomfortable IMHO. Also those "shared" armrests which are only big enough for one arm...
no subject
Date: 2013-07-14 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-16 06:25 pm (UTC)On the Yorkie bar thing, well, I was already well into my twenties when that marketing ploy came out so it was less of a thing, but I bought them for a while because the chunky shape was enjoyable to eat, and tried to ignore the question of whether that meant I was falling for the marketing or not. As a child of grocers I may have been too familiar with the machinations of food marketing already, though.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-16 08:56 pm (UTC)Thinking about the Yorkie thing - I can't remember a previous ad where the Being Marketed To Men aspect was plainly spelled out compared to any targeted campaigns from their competitors (e.g. Flake was clearly meant to be for ladies in the nip, but they didn't directly say the words FOR NAKED WOMEN ONLY on the advert. Unless that was what the opera singer was actually singing about?). I doubt any other chocolate bar marketers had fluffy inclusive motives either but in the relatively-sane 90s it seemed like branding suicide to openly alienate half your market for NO REASON. Things have got much worse since then - bloody McCoys and their 'man crisps' were annoying me just the other day. And Martine McCutcheon and her probiotic yoghurt. Apparently men aren't allowed to eat yoghurt anymore! Kind of makes you want to put on a grey boiler suit and dismantle capitalism in all its forms, really.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-16 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-17 06:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-23 02:03 pm (UTC)As for the leg-splaying thing, I hope I don't do this but I had honestly never considered the audience effect until I saw Persepolis, which makes an implicit point of it while comparing restrictions on male and female dress in Iran. If men do do it deliberately it's a very odd way to show off since to me it implies, "oof, sweaty, let's get a draught past 'em". I think it may largely just be not thinking deportment's important, or you know, not thinking generally.
More relevant advertising point, maybe: the "BEER, IT'S FOR MEN" thing, did that shift first with the initial Boddington's ads with Melanie Sykes? It certainly seemed to me at the time that the point of those was "MAYBE WOMEN DRINK BEER TOO", though of course the subtext was "SO MEN, GET DOWN THE PUB IN CASE MELANIE SYKES IS THERE", which for one person I knew did actually occur (and she was in fact drinking pints).
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 09:27 am (UTC)The boxes are, to some extent, there from birth, instilled by parents and reinforced by advertising (Paul is already talking about how our unborn son will play for West Ham, but I suppose he might get the same shock that my own father did when my brother grew up preferring reading books and writing stories to playing sports). But, speaking as someone who's worked with kids from birth to late teens, I can attest that children will utterly ignore these boxes for quite some time, probably until junior school. Go into any pre-school where there is a range of toys available, and the boys will play with prams whilst the girls play with building blocks and trucks, and vice versa. They don't really care at that age. My (male) cousin has a five-year-old son, and he frequently expresses his distress that his son adores playing with a dolls' house, maintaining that "There is something wrong" with him. His son continues to happily play with the dolls' house regardless of his dad's concern. Scarlett, on the other hand, at seven years old spends more time playing football and video games than she does playing with dolls. Last week I gave her a digital camera and she immediately found how to shoot videos on it, and started making what appeared to be some sort of kung-fu zombie film with the two boys I childmind.
So the point at which children start to cave in to the pressure to conform to traditional norms of gender identity comes much later, around the time that they start going through puberty. Then they are faced with the problem of their own changing bodies and recognition that there are distinct physical differences between boys and girls, and find themselves segregated at school along gender lines.
And at secondary school they find themselves steered in a certain direction by teachers. I recall learning basics of computer game programming in the second or third year of secondary school, but then when it came to choosing options it was almost all boys that chose IT, and the girls chose Office Applications. Now, if I'd been made aware by the teacher "Hey, if you study IT, you could work for a video games company some day!" then I would have jumped at the chance to do so, but (at the time) teachers weren't really interested in steering girls towards non-traditional careers. Combine that with the fact that the wealthiest women in my family work as legal secretaries or accountants, and it made more sense to me (as a thirteen-year-old) to study those subjects (what I discovered later was that offices are the Seventh Level of Hell, and I would rather be broke than work in one). Now, if we'd had proper career guidance and been given more information on what vocational qualifications we could study after leaving school, then perhaps I'd have chosen differently. At the time, it seemed that the school was primarily interested in their own statistics - they wanted to send as many students as possible to university, regardless of what those students ended up studying, or how useful it was to them in the long run when it came to long-term career prospects. So I suppose it was more convenient to the school to just lump the pupils into boxes according to gender than it was to take the time to really make them aware of the scope of options available.
Of course, I'm talking about fifteen years ago, so I suppose it is possible that a younger generation of teachers and changes in gender politics and the curriculum have resulted in attempts to eradicate this problem. I hope so, because Scarlett's going into junior school now, and I'm growing ever aware of the fact that she'll be in secondary school before I know it. My instinct right now is that she'd be better off in an all-girls school, where teachers can't herd boys towards one type of career and girls towards another, because there won't be any boys to herd.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-16 07:10 pm (UTC)I'd be inclined to avoid an all-girls school myself, but then there's a large range of opinions about that. I know women that went to all-girl schools who say their confidence in technical subjects came from there, from never having to fight assumptions that the best people in the science classes would be the boys, and from never having the excuse to let their own standards drop. Then again I've met people who went to all-girl schools who then spent too much of university working out how to deal with to these strange new boy creatures they were having to be around, and I wouldn't wish that on anyone. I went to somewhere sort of inbetween, a school that had been girls-only that was in the process of becoming mixed, and I much preferred it mixed; that school was shit enough without also missing out on learning how to socialise with half the population.
I doubt careers advice is better purely for somewhere being single-sex - I suspect it's going to depend more on whether there's anyone there who gives a toss about it, or has any understanding of the world outside of teaching. All the female teachers from the female-only bit of my school were quite traditional, had studied nice lady-like things like English or languages and then gone into their acceptably lady-like teaching careers, and so they just didn't know what else there was to tell us about. It was clear I was good at science and should carry on doing something science-related, but beyond picking which of the three standard sciences I liked most or maybe doing medicine, that was about it. If only any of them had even known what engineering was, someone might have been able to tell me about its existence.
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 12:16 pm (UTC)http://www.researchpubs.com/books/angrprod.php
no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-16 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-18 06:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-21 12:04 pm (UTC)