Showing posts with label women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label women. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Layer 518 . . . Feminism, Burchill, Friendship, Pampering, Whining, and Masters of the Media Universe

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Julie Burchill has always been a loose cannon - a kind of anarcho-feminist. Recently she popped up (again) in the Observer with this interesting column on women, men and friendship:
Spare me from the whining women who are giving feminism a bad name
The 'girls' night in' antics on Celebrity Big Brother highlighted all that is wrong with female friendship
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2012/jan/29/julie-burchill-female-friendship-feminism


I have experienced jealousy, possessiveness, verbal abuse and violence from men, but I have also experienced jealousy, possessiveness, verbal abuse and violence from women, usually when I failed to respond to their advances. 
There are aspects to broad-bonding that make me feel I'd rather be a surrendered wife for an evening than have a girls' night in. At least you'd get some proper sex out of it.
"Pampering", for a start. When did women whose looks are not their living start conducting themselves like the simpering inmates of an Ottoman empire seraglio? Tellingly, spending a huge proportion of one's income on preening oneself for men's approval ("I'm doing it for me, not for men" – oh, give it a rest, you lying cow!) as a leisure option has gone hand in hand with the rise of ceaseless recreational moaning about men, and if I thought that I had to spend three-quarters of my time and money turning myself into a hairless, poreless living doll in order to get someone's affection, I'd probably resent them too. 
But the cult of pampering – like fashion – is not a thing that straight men make women do. Straight men couldn't care less – they generally just want women to have a wash, bring beer, show up and strip off. Women do it to themselves.
Sadly, a lot of what passes for feminism these days is just moaning about men, congratulating ourselves on nothing in particular, and mocking them for being big kids while doing everything we can to keep them that way.
But moaning about men doesn't make you a feminist – it just makes you a moaner who can't get along with men for reasons that are probably at least as much to do with your failings, flaws and foibles as they are with some imagined horridness on the part of men. 
Lots of women love to accuse men of being immature when the fellow in question displays a reluctance to "commit" – though what is childish about being self-sufficient and showing understandable reluctance to throw oneself into a smothery relationship with an obviously unhappy fellow human being (because surely only extremely unhappy people look to others for salvation) escapes me somewhat.
As a kid, I grew to define what I didn't want my life to be like by sitting behind moaning women on the bus, hearing them bang on about their aches and pains, both real and imagined. Too many allegedly smart women these days have merely substituted males for maladies and seem hellbent on moaning their lives away rather than changing them.
Einstein said that a definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results, and I think of this when I hear a friend describing men – yet again – as fuckwits. Look, hon, I want to say, if men don't suit you, go celibate. Go lesbo (but not with me, thanks) but stop moaning!
The older I get, the more I find that the friendships I treasure, which leave me wanting more, are those based around doing specific things – from the living hell of kettlebell classes to the transcendent bliss of learning Hebrew – rather than just sitting around shooting the breeze in a gender-specific environment. Because even the most well-moisturised girls' night in tends to trickle down to a pity party as the years take their toll.
Still, it's just a bit of fun, right? All girls together! Put on the Adele records, break out the cava and let's pamper ourselves stupid. But there will be tears before bedtime, more likely than not, and men for once won't be to blame. The party's over and we did it to ourselves.
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Over the past few years Oxzen has banged on somewhat about economics, finance and banking - subjects not exactly guaranteed to thrill or even interest the average blog reader. Paul Mason, Newsnight's economics editor, has become a particular favourite of this blog for his work on BBC2 and for his articles in the Guardian. How interesting, therefore, to come across this excellent 3-page spread in the Observer Review:
New masters of the media universe
Before the global meltdown, financial news was strictly for geeks and struggled to get on the news. Now, financial correspondents have become celebrities
http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2012/jan/29/business-economics-journalists-reporting-celebrities
by Elizabeth Day

Over the last four years, since the global financial crisis was triggered by the bursting of the US housing bubble and the domino-like fall of a series of over-leveraged, under-regulated banks, something curious has happened to business coverage. Where once it was the preserve of financial policy wonks and secretive, high-powered bankers who liked to discuss credit default swaps over breakfast, now it has emerged, blinking, into the mainstream.
We are, it seems, a nation now obsessed by business and economics. In March, the writer John Lanchester publishes Capital, an epic novel examining the fall-out from the economic crash. A six-part docudrama about the city, produced by the team behind the psychological crime drama Luther, is being developed by the BBC.
Paul Mason, Newsnight's economics editor, says: "Our audience research has shown that despite the fact that we've massively upped our coverage of the economy, the audience wants even more. For our audience, who are very professional, Volvo-driving types, they want to see the big business people grilled."
Stories about the economy – the bailouts, the losses, the bankers' bonuses – have jumped to the top of the news agenda, replacing the slots previously occupied by political, sport or showbiz scoops.
For the first time in living memory, business correspondents are basking in the warm glow of the limelight. Every one of them I speak to recounts their own anecdote about the moment they realised their specialism had suddenly become cool.
What has driven this upsurge in interest? There have, after all, been recessions and bank collapses before (albeit not on the same scale). But the current financial crisis seems to have captured the public imagination in a particularly potent fashion.
According to Peston, the answer lies in the fact that we are now faced with an economic implosion . . .
"Suddenly it became clear in 2007, when the markets were closing down and then Northern Rock collapsed, that what was happening in these funny organisations called 'banks' mattered to all of us because, as taxpayers, we're bailing them out," he says. "We're getting poorer as a result of their actions. People just got it overnight, about how important understanding business is."
People have realised that the way money goes round the world really matters.
"As journalists, we had the immediate short-term issue, which was that people needed to understand the recession. But I like to think there is a wider civic issue too, because it's outrageous how long the public at large have been so laidback about understanding what goes on."
"It's like food: we used not to care so much about how it was produced but now we want to know what goes in it. In the same way, people need to understand that finance is about understanding how the world operates."
The desire of vast swathes of the television audience to get a grip on what is happening means there is an ever-more pressing need for a communicator to act as go-between. In the conjoined spheres of business and economics, the role of the correspondent is paramount.
Faisal Islam agrees: "At the heart of the financial crisis is complexity and people are looking for ways in which that complexity can be decoded. It poses a challenge for journalists because, essentially, complexity has been used and abused by financiers and politicians to mask what they didn't know and we, as journalists, have to explain that.
"We have to get to the bottom of what really happened at RBS or HBOS because the people who caused it really haven't been held to account."
It helps, of course, that many of the disgraced financiers are such extraordinary characters – there is nothing better designed to leaven a dry discussion of off-balance sheet securitisation than a Bonfire of the Vanities-style tale of excess, ego and self-destruction. In the UK, there is Sir Fred Goodwin, the disgraced Royal Bank of Scotland chief executive, who lavished £350m on new office headquarters, enjoyed the use of a private jet and admitted having an affair with a senior colleague in the run-up to the bank's collapse. After RBS's £45bn taxpayer-funded rescue, Goodwin left with a £342,500 annual pension.
In America, there is Dick Fuld, the former CEO of Lehman Brothers, modern art enthusiast, real-estate millionaire and a man with a manner so gruff and brutal, he was nicknamed "the Gorilla" on Wall Street.
"It's almost like a soap opera you get locked into," says Jeff Randall. "If I tell the story with dividends and yields, I've lost you, but if I tell the story of Fred Goodwin, it becomes more engaging… There are all these characters who can be power-mad, slightly crazy, venal, weak – all the human foibles – and that would make a good drama, except these people were playing for real and for higher stakes."
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With friends like Facebook…
Facebook's reaction to proposals to tighten up on privacy rights shows its lack of respect for others
by John Naughton
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2012/jan/29/facebook-data-privacy-rights-regulation
Facebook made this announcement on its official blog: "Last year we introduced timeline, a new kind of profile that lets you highlight the photos, posts and life events that help you tell your story. Over the next few weeks, everyone will get timeline. When you get timeline, you'll have seven days to preview what's there now. This gives you a chance to add or hide whatever you want before anyone else sees it." Note the authoritarian tone: "Everyone will get timeline." Translation: you'll get it whether you like it or not. We will return to this later.
The truth is that companies such as Facebook are basically the corporate world's equivalent of sociopaths, that is to say individuals who are completely lacking in conscience and respect for others. In her book The Sociopath Next Door, Martha Stout of Harvard medical school tries to convey what goes on in the mind of such an individual. "Imagine," she writes, "not having a conscience, none at all, no feelings of guilt or remorse no matter what you do, no limiting sense of concern of the wellbeing of strangers, friends, or even family members. Imagine no struggles with shame, not a single one in your whole life, no matter what kind of selfish, lazy, harmful, or immoral action you had taken. And pretend that the concept of responsibility is unknown to you, except as a burden others seem to accept without question, like gullible fools."
Welcome to the Facebook mindset.
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Layer 419 . . . Mental Health, Women (and Men, and Children) in Crisis, Education, Pills, League Tables, Bankers, Giffords, Palin and the Tea Party

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Time to get back to the newspapers for a dose of harsh reality . . .  for a top-up of disgust at the state of the world.

If anyone happened to read Layers 412 and 417  and thought I was over the top with my comments about miserable, burnt-out young people and the amount of mental health issues in our society, then think again.

"Is it any wonder that so many children, and so many adults, are borderline insane? And so many of them are . . . literally . . . driven insane. Or become morose, depressed, angry and resentful."

This week the Guardian carried this report:


Mental health of women in crisis

According to survey of 2,000 girls and women, around two-thirds have had mild to moderate mental health problems

by Amelia Hill

http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2011/jan/11/mental-health-women-crisis

Almost a third of women aged over 18 have taken antidepressants, according to research published today which its authors claim reveals "generations of women in crisis" with mental health problems.

According to a survey of more than 2,000 girls and women in England and Wales, around two-thirds have had mild to moderate mental health problems, equivalent to 15.2 million girls and women.

Penny Newman, chief executive of Platform 51 (formerly the Young Women's Christian Association), said: "Millions of girls and women are facing mental health problems and they are telling us that they are not getting the support they need."

At least 13% of women experiencing mental health problems had quit a job while 44% had taken some time off work; more than a quarter had been off work for at least a week, the research showed.

The findings into the extent of mental health problems experienced by girls as young as 12 were reached after the group expanded the medical definition of "common mental health disorders" as defined by the Department of Health.

The definition of mental health problems used in the new study includes low self-esteem, poor self-confidence, and stress.

"This term captures the range of feelings and symptoms which negatively impact on girls' and women's mental health and which can have more serious consequences if undetected or unaddressed," said Newman.

"What is most striking about these behaviours is that they are often self-destructive and hidden."

About 20% of adult women in England suffered from a common mental disorder – typically depression or anxiety – compared with about 12% of men, according to an NHS report last year.

Professor Louise Howard, head of women's mental health at King's College London, said the figures were "very interesting and relevant". She said: "There is evidence that there is under-identification of people with mental health problems that need treatment."

The research includes women with emotional difficulties as well as those with mental health problems, she added. "But any of the stresses that these women are reporting can lead to mental health problems. Depressive symptoms can persist and need treatment but some women will feel that they have to keep on coping because they have all these people depending on them."

Platform 51 works with 11,000 girls and women in schools, community centres, youth clubs, mother and baby units, and prisons across England and Wales. Its study found those they identified as having mental health problems attempt to cope with their distress in damaging ways. More than a quarter regularly drink too much and many isolate themselves from friends and family: almost a half had not left their homes for a long period and more than a quarter had lost friends.

One in five had built up debt. One in 10 had self-harmed – a figure that rises to 35% for women aged 18 to 24.

"Many women appear to be functioning normally or coping adequately with particularly difficult situations when in fact they are struggling to cope," said Newman. "But we identified many risky behaviours that girls and women engaged in as a result of mental health problems, including promiscuity, drug-taking and crime."

Marjorie Wallace, chief executive of the mental health charity SANE, said: "This survey is shocking and covers a myriad of distress."

Colin Walker, policy and campaigns manager at mental health charity Mind, welcomed the report but said his organisation's research showed men and women experienced mental health problems such as depression and anxiety in roughly equal numbers.

"But men are less likely to speak out or ask for help," he said. "This tendency to suffer in silence is reflected by the fact that men account for 75% of all suicides."

Around one in three women with low-level mental health problems have never sought professional help, the report, "Women Like Me: supporting wellbeing in girls and women", found. Of those who did seek help, almost two thirds felt doctors were too ready to prescribe drugs.

So here's more evidence that huge numbers of people have mental, emotional, social and spiritual afflictions, who also know that getting drugs from doctors is NOT the answer to their problems.

How and why do these afflictions occur in the first place? What can possibly be done about them?

Why do so many of us suffer from  low self-esteem, poor self-confidence, and stress? Why haven't we learned how to overcome these problems? Why don't schools and other agencies do more to prevent these problems occurring in the first place?

Well - nobody asked them to. Not in this country. On the whole. Nowhere is it a requirement to ensure that pupils acquire more resilience, self confidence, and high self-esteem. Nowhere are these things prioritised any more. Maybe in some schools here and there, where the leadership is more enlightened, but there's no expectations - not seriously - from government, bureaucrats or Ofsted, whose sole concern is with academic success and test results. It's an appalling situation.

We all let our hearts bleed about the poor sods who are cracking up all around us, in so many ways, and all we do about it is send these people to get their anti-depressant drugs to help them 'cope'. These are people who ought to have been able to develop their emotional intelligence, social intelligence and spiritual intelligence whilst at school, in order to prepare them for living in the big wide world, and all they got was pressure to achieve in exams - in order that the schools could do well in the league tables and deal with the Ofsted inquisition.

Look at these schools squealing today, as the government shifts the goal posts once again, and they suddenly find themselves failing to meet the arbitrary targets again. Not so smug now, eh? So why haven't they been doing more to fight the very idea of targets, league tables and so on? Surely not because they thought they were doing pretty well . . .

http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2011/jan/12/1-in-6-get-english-baccalaureate

Notice how the schools are now being accused of "failing to prepare pupils for the workplace". NOT 'prepare them for living in a challenging and complex world'. Not ' prepare them for managing complex relationships'. No - we just want them to be able to satisfy the demands of employers. That'll do nicely.

Meanwhile lives are wasted and ruined, kids are getting burnt out by the age of eighteen, and they'll very likely end up stressed out, depressed and lacking in self-esteem even if they get a pocketful of exam passes.

This all makes me beyond anger.

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A good comment from Winhill:

It isn't just women, although they might be more up for admitting it. Our society is fundamentally sick.

I don't think most people realise anything else is possible. Try travelling and you find otherwise. Try going to sub-Saharan Africa for example. They may be poor, but they have a general culture which is far more kind and supportive, and they don't spend their whole time being terrified of each other like the British do.

But then, why should it be a surprise that we are sick? Values of brutal competition, insecurity and the-weak-go-to-the-wall have been deliberately inculcated by neoliberalism. As Thatcher said "economics are the method. The object is to change the heart and soul". She changed it alright.

Some people can cope with living in a brutal, insecure environment, but many can't. They just crumble.

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Our world, our society, doesn't have to be like this - relentlessly, competitively materialistic; full of greedy arsehole bankers whose stupidity and selfishness is already well-established; where mental ill-health is the norm rather than the exception.

Banks given go-ahead to pay unlimited bonuses


Ministers cave in to City and reject calls to tackle highest earners as No 10 seeks face-saving deal

http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2011/jan/10/banks-unlimited-bonuses-ministers

Britain's banks have been given the go-ahead to pay unlimited bonuses, drawing to a close a two-year political battle to rein in the City.

After months in which a series of government ministers of all parties have threatened a toughening in the stance over City bonuses, Downing Street said the government did not intend to intervene in the pay of the UK's top bankers.

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How insane is this - Sarah Palin has accused her opponents of inciting hatred and violence . . .

Fucking insane.


In the US, where hate rules at the ballot box, this tragedy has been coming for a long time

The shooting of Gabrielle Giffords may lead to the temporary hibernation of rightwing rage, but it is encoded in conservative DNA

by Michael Tomasky

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/cifamerica/2011/jan/09/us-shooting-republicans-giffords-loughner

Gabrielle Giffords shooting reignites row over rightwing rhetoric in US

Sarah Palin at centre of storm over political vitriol after spree leaves six dead and congresswoman in critical condition

by Ewen MacAskill

The US was tonight seized by a fierce debate over whether inflammatory rightwing rhetoric was to blame for a shooting spree in Tucson, Arizona, that targeted congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords and left six dead, including a nine-year-old child.

Giffords, 40, who remains critically ill in hospital after being shot through the head but is expected to live, criticised Sarah Palin last year for putting her and 19 other Democrats on a hitlist of districts, each shown as being in crosshairs.

"When people do that, they have got to realise there are consequences to that action," Giffords said. Palin today distanced herself from the shooting, as did leading figures of the Tea Party movement. Conservative bloggers accused liberals of seeking to exploit the attack.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/jan/09/gabrielle-giffords-shooting-rightwing-rhetoric

Insanity Rules. OK?

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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Layer 371 . . . November, Rally To Restore Sanity, A Bit More Fry, James and the Man Lab, and a Man Called Grian

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November - a strange month. The final month of autumn. If the sun shines it can be 18C or so, and the trees and woods are glorious. Like today, for instance.

On the other hand, since the clocks went back on the last day of October, it's almost dark already by 4.30, and it feels like it's suddenly winter. So we now have four months of long, dark evenings and nights, and sun starvation. A grim prospect.

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I need to mention the report on the Rally To Restore Sanity - as previously blogged, organised by Jon Stewart.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/oct/30/jon-stewart-rally-restore-sanity

Jon Stewart rally - as it happened

Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert held a Rally To Restore Sanity in Washington DC and tens of thousands joined them. Here's how the day unfolded

http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2010/oct/31/rally-restore-sanity-jon-stewart-washington


Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity draws marchers from across America

The television satirist insists it was not a political event: his targets were overheated debate and laziness in the media

   
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And here's the original report on Stephen Fry's bonkersness:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2010/oct/31/stephen-fry-sex-women-relationships-attitude

Stephen Fry shocks feminists by claiming women don't really like sex

Women are just as capable as men of enjoying sex and remarks are 'kind of rubbish', says feminist writer Rosie Boycott

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James and the Man Lab

I had reasonably high hopes for James May's latest series on BBC, but in the event it's pretty poor stuff. Based on the premise that a necessary step in the process of turning boys into  men is learning how to be practical and creative (which women more or less need to be as well - but often in different ways?) the programme seems to be taking the easy option and simply playing for laddish laughs and 'entertainment'. How else to explain the items on how to defuse a bomb and how to make a concrete worktop for the kitchen? As for linking all the rooms in a building with a model electric train . . .

Sorry, James: I expected better. Maybe you should stick to the word processor after all. Your writing in the Observer about the idea behind the series was a lot better than its first programme.

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Grian?


I'm still pondering the row about Harriet Harman likening Danny Alexander to a ginger rodent. In Scotland!

I'm surprised at Harriet. Fancy thinking this was somehow amusing - even if her audience did chuckle. No - she should have stuck to the facts of this matter.

Daniel Grian Alexander is a 38 year old jumped up ex-public relations scumbag and tosspot, and an economically illiterate Friedmanite fuckwit, who just happens to be playing a major role as a member of a government that is managing the nation's finances and economy in a way that's totally propping up the status quo in favour of the fat cats and the asset strippers and entirely against the interests of the majority of the population. Fact.

PS   "Grian was the Celtic Sun Goddess, who in later times became known as a fairy queen". Not a lot of people know that.
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Layer 370 . . . London, Traffic, Synchronicity, Stephen Fry, Sexuality, Pennyred, Workshops and Seasons

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Clearly my son didn't believe me when I said it would take at least an hour, and possibly much more than that, to drive to Paddington. He must have presumed I didn't feel like playing minicabs today. Neither was he impressed with my offer of paying his minicab fare for him. Maybe he likes my company after all. He certainly doesn't like buses and the tube when he's got stuff to carry.

"But it's not the rush hour!"

I needed to put him straight on the fact that there is NO rush hour in London these days. The traffic stays constant. The speed of circulation depends entirely on how many roadworks there are, whether they're controlled by temporary traffic lights which are ignorant of the actual volume of traffic, whether traffic lights have broken down, whether vehicles have broken down, whether drivers are having breakdowns, whether there's been an accident or an 'incident', whether roads have been closed, whether idiots have parked where they shouldn't, whether bus lanes are 24 hours, and so on.



In the event we encountered none of the above, were delayed for just 5 minutes by a huge crane being loaded on to a transporter, and still the journey of 8 miles, which Google Maps says should take 30 minutes, actually took an hour and a half. Figure it out - an average of 5.4 mph.

So that, my son, is why I try to go everywhere on foot and by public transport these days. And at least I can then read the newspaper, and do some proper thinking and planning, and get some physical exercise, instead of just sitting staring vacantly at the stationary vehicle in front when I'm not swerving and dodging and speedhumping and cursing.


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"Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford."

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Johnson: "The happiness of London is not to be conceived but by those who have been in it. I will venture to say, there is more learning and science within the circumference of ten miles from where we now sit, than in all the rest of the world."
Boswell: "The only disadvantage is the great distance at which people live from one another."
Johnson: "Yes, Sir, but that is occasioned by the largeness of it, which is the cause of all the other advantages."
Boswell: "Sometimes I have been in the humour of wishing to retire to a desart."
Johnson: "Sir, you have desart enough in Scotland."

Boswell: The Life of Samuel Johnson

"A country gentleman should bring his lady to visit London as soon as he can, that they may have agreeable topicks for conversation when they are by themselves."


Wikipedia: "Johnson had a tall and robust figure, but his odd gestures and tics were confusing to some on their first encounter with him. Boswell's Life, along with other biographies, documented Johnson's behaviour and mannerisms in such detail that they have informed the posthumous diagnosis of Tourette's syndrome."

Fuck!


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Coincidence Corner #1

Following Oxzen's critical remarks about Stephen Fry just over a month ago - about his obsession with Wagner and all things Wagnerian - we now find dearest Stephen in some deep doodoo over some rubbish he's been spouting about women and sex.

Laurie Penny wrote this in the Guardian:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/theguardian/2010/nov/01/stephen-fry-homosexuality-women-sex

When word got out that Stephen Fry, the tweedy, cuddly face of acceptable bourgeois homosexuality, had said something rather offensive about women, a collective gasp rang out across the nation. He couldn't have, surely? Not lovely Stephen Fry, for whom even the most homophobic grandmother reserves a soft spot; not Stephen Fry, the only man whom both the drugs-and-buggery counterculture and the brandy-and-bigotry establishment recognise as one of their own?

Unfortunately, everyone's favourite gay uncle really has proposed that women only ever have sex for money, or to manipulate a man into a relationship. Despite claiming to have been misquoted by Attitude magazine, Fry is on record in several other interviews opining that women don't really like sex – for if they did, they would "go to Hampstead Heath and meet strangers to shag behind a bush."

Fry now informs me that, as a woman, I lack the necessary equipment to understand sexual desire. As he elucidated in another interview, "you don't get … what it's like to have one of these in your bloody trousers!"

Many have queried whether Fry, a man with limited experience of a lady's intimate regions, has the right to pronounce on female erotic preference. Feminists across the internet have defended themselves against the wearisome patriarchal charge of frigidity.

The more profound question, however, is why Fry feels that females inhabit a world so alien to his own.

Both men and women who grow up desiring men know what it's like to fear violence if we express our sexuality, especially if we're brazen enough to walk alone on the streets at night.

In this context, Fry's spectacular ability to entirely dismiss the culture of shame, sexual threat and social stigma associated with female sexuality seems offensively myopic.

Instead of solidarity in the face of a heteronormative patriarchy that oppresses all of us, there remains a chasm of suspicion and misunderstanding that obstructs genuine solidarity between women and gay men. Fry's words are a perfect expression of that process of mutual incomprehension, a process whereby our culture has become so alienated from its own sexuality that erotic impulses can never be a point of community, only of difference.

For example, despite the bland saturation of our aesthetic environment with images of "sexy" ladies, female sexuality is still a mystery to many men, gay and straight. A lot of men find it hard to grasp the many social reasons for female sexual reticence, and harder still to imagine that a woman's desires could have any similarity to their own.

The uncomfortable truth is that gay or straight, male or female, we all have kinky thoughts. Nearly everyone, whatever their particular proclivities, is liable to go a bit funny when presented with the prospect of a rummage in somebody else's pants. Fusty bourgeois refusal to accept that most people are simply gagging for it most of the time, including women and queers, remains at the root of most sexism and homophobia.

It's worth checking out Ms Penny's blog at http://pennyred.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-while.html

Also her blogs in the New Statesman - http://www.newstatesman.com/blogs/laurie-penny

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Coincidence Corner #2


Having written, a couple of weeks ago in Layer 363, about boys learning to be creative and self-sufficient using tools and materials in their dads' workshops and sheds, it seems an amazing bit of synchronicity to have a new James May series starting on BBC 2 - Man Lab.

                     

Fixing The British Male

by James May

http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2010/oct/31/james-may-diy

Like many people, I spend most of my working life typing at a computer. During the course of a normal day writing things for the telly, almost everything I do is – well, cerebral is too big a word for Top Gear, but you know what I mean.

After a day like that, an evening spent fixing things – messing around with a bicycle or doing a spot of DIY – is an immense therapy. It is very refreshing to do something with your hands, even if it's only to clean your shoes. Or take a clock to bits and put it back together. Or mend an old motorcycle.

Manual work stimulates and uses a part of your brain that's otherwise lying dormant. It's like one of those yogic stretches that pulls on a muscle that you never normally use. You think: "Wow, ow – that hurts a bit, but it's quite nice." In recent years I've found myself craving evenings on my own in the garage.

Mobile phones, computers, digital cameras – they're all brilliant, but I see very little joy and beauty in them because everything is hidden, obfuscated, and you can't actually see how it works. Mechanics have far more poetry to them and are somehow closer to the human condition than electronics. A mechanical camera, or a steam locomotive with the valve gear on the outside of the wheel, or the derailleur of a bicycle, is wondrous stuff.

Since the rise of laddism there's been a notion that men are incompetent, and that somehow this is fashionable and a bit cool. It seems pretty clear from the research and the reports we've seen lately that women are better at everything than men, and men seem to have just caved in and accepted this.

A couple of years ago I started to get bored with this prevailing wisdom. And I don't think I'm the only one. I sense a change in the national mood: men don't want to be hopeless any more, and women – well, they are fed up with the notion of beer-swilling blokes who just watch the football all afternoon. They don't want us to be useless: they want us to have a bit more clout and be a bit more dependable.

And mostly I think men miss being practical, doing stuff with tools, making things – having hobbies.

Nobody will actually admit to enjoying these kinds of hobbies normally, because it's seen as a bit sad. But if somebody could just stand up and say: "Don't worry – it's OK to like this stuff" then everybody will go: "Wahey! Thank God for that – let's build a boat!" What I'm saying is: it's not uncool to know how to use all the tools in your toolbox.

My love of fixing stuff – and generally fiddling with things – goes back to childhood. I inherited a bit of it from my dad: he worked in the manufacturing industry, running steel foundries, so he was always a hands-on person, technically and practically minded.

He didn't have a shed or a workshop, but there were always tools lying around in the garage, and I knew where they were and how to use them. Rather than sitting over me and teaching me these things, Dad just let me get on with it and subtly encouraged my practical hobbying.

Of course you can argue that there's a generational difference at work here. Basic mechanics and woodwork were common currency at a time when Britain was much more of a manufacturing nation. I spent my formative years in South Yorkshire, where a lot of people's dads were employed in industry, and making stuff with your hands was just seen as a natural extension of the culture of the area. And yes, with the disappearance of those industries, the skills, too, have disappeared to some extent.

But it does sadden me when people feel they have to call in an expert to do something quite mundane like put their gate back on or rewire a socket – I think: "Oh, have a go!" If you break any kind of DIY task into the individual skills like painting, or putting screws in, or wiring sockets up, you're left with simple manual tasks. They're no more complicated than preparing the ingredients to cook with. It's only when you put them all together that they become intimidating.

Ninety per cent of building something is about thought process and confidence.
 
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Letter in the Guardian:

Regarding the claim that there is a liberal gene (Reading this paper? It could be in your genes, 29 October), is there a gene that predisposes some people to think that behaviour is determined by genes?

Andrew Sayer

Lancaster

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Having mentioned the glories of autumn in the previous blog post, I came across this fine article in the Observer about the brilliant year we've had for weather and seasons:

Spring, summer, autumn, winter... how this year revived the seasons

Author Rob Penn has watched this year's seasonal changes unfold with such abundant drama they have lured him outdoors and turned his home into a food-processing factory

http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2010/oct/31/black-mountains-seasons-weather
The year started white and diamond-bright . . .  It was the beginning of a memorable year, a year of four distinct seasons all delivering long periods of fine weather, a year of bounty from the land. At the time, we just took it for what it was: a glorious New Year's Day.

I've often found the garden a burden – a time-consuming distraction from the things that I really enjoy doing, such as reading, riding a bicycle and moaning about the weather in my local pub. This year was different, however: it may prove to have been seminal. Day after day, week after week and month after month, the weather drew me outside. It wasn't that the weather was always good . . .  rather the meteorological conditions seemed to continually distinguish the seasons.

Seasons are at the heart of our fascination with the weather. We're not unique in having four, but it is a privilege. Most of the world's population live in the tropics and subtropics where there are only two seasons – wet and dry.

Autumn arrived with the sound of boughs breaking in the orchard, so great was the weight of the crop. Cooking apples and several different types of eaters all hung from the trees in such abundance they outnumbered the leaves. The perry pear trees, planted over a century ago and once, when the fruit was sold to Bulmers in Hereford, a big part of the farm income, fruit infrequently: this year, everyone produced. A dozen damson trees all bore succulent purple profit.

For several weeks, our house turned into a fruit-processing factory. We were so busy we barely paused to count our luck. We picked, pricked and pared, cored, chopped, stewed and steeped apples, damsons, pears, quince and sloes.

Rob Penn is the author of It's All About the Bike: the Pursuit of Happiness on Two Wheels (Particular Books, £16.99)

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Layer 338 . . . Tom Jones Revisited, More Music, Equal Opportunities, and Developing Talent

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Further to Oxzen's recent musings about Tom Jones, the latest Observer had a whole page on the man, his life and his career, including the news that Praise & Blame has become Britain's best-selling album. At 70 Tom is the oldest male musician or singer to reach No 1 in Britain - taking over from Bob Dylan and his album Modern Times.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/theobserver/2010/aug/01/profile-tom-jones

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/jul/28/tom-jones-album-charts-praise-blame

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/jul/22/tom-jones-praise-and-blame-cd-review

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/jul/25/tom-jones-praise-blame-review

It's appalling when someone like Tom Jones is described as "not much good at school", which means only that he didn't do well "academically". What they're trying to say is that the pupil was a bit, or plenty, thick, when the reality is that the school was hopeless at finding someone's talents and developing them - and in fact the school never even tried to do so, which was probably the case.

Here's an example. My old secondary school is a school Listed by English Heritage. (My old Primary school is too, but that's another story). What that means is that it can't be mucked about, or its original form changed, which includes its outdoor areas. It had, and still has, a large number of games pitches, and a proper athletics area which includes facilities for both track and field events. In a school like that there's at least a possibility that some of its pupils will be seriously encouraged and enabled to do well in sports and athletics.

By way of contrast, a similar school built at roughly the same time on the opposite side of the city is not Listed. Some years ago at least 50% of its sports fields were sold off to a property development company, and those previously open areas and sports fields are now covered with bijou houses. So what kind of message does that give to the local community and its children about the value the school, or society in general, places on children's physical education, or encouragement for achievement in sports and athletics?

In this country we throw money at "elite" athletes whom we think might win medals in high profile competitions like the Euros and the Olympics, having identified those so-called elites from club competitions, but the reality is that most kids don't get any proper opportunities for proper coaching in a school context, so that only those who join clubs have sustained contact with trained coaches, facilties for practice, and the excitement of regular competition. It's not too difficult to guess which kids get to join the clubs outside of school, and have eager parents driving them to and from their clubs and competitions.

It's the same story with tennis, of course, which is why twats like Tim Henman and the odd character like Andrew Murray are Britain's sole high-achieving representatives at the Wimbledon championships, which are said to be the biggest and best tennis competition in the world. In some other countries even the smallest villages have decent public tennis courts.

It's somewhat different with music, since it's possible to own an instrument and become proficient at playing it through hours of practice at home, with or without lessons from paid professionals - not that this happens very often.

The crying shame, however, is that music as a school subject is on the whole taught in a tokenistic "academic" way and not thorough regular instrumental lessons by skilled teachers and tutors of musical instruments, except for a small minority of kids who have been picked out as having gifts and talents, or who get access to instrumental tuition because they have pushy parents, who probably, in addition, pay for private lessons.

It's not hard to imagine how much potential talent goes undiscovered and undeveloped, mainly because as a society we don't set out to develop it and don't fund such activities - leaving it to ambitious and dedicated parents to buy the instruments and the lessons if they want their children to have the joy of playing an instrument, either solo or in a band.

Because of this lack of opportunity most people in our society don't own an instrument, and have never known the pleasure it gives to play well and to play in bands, and we don't as a whole appreciate what developing musical talents does for children - especially those kids who find it hard to succeed and build their self-esteem through "academic" work.

Even if a child never does well enough and isn't talented enough to make and sell albums,  or perform in public, the pleasure that's to be had from playing an instrument, or being able to sing well, is incalculable. The number of undiscovered, frustrated and underachieving musicians in this country must be massive - with huge consequences for individuals, communities, and the country as a whole - both in terms of individual fulfillment and enjoyment of life and untapped commercial potential.

Just ask people like Wynton Marsalis what music does for the soul and the spirit. Many of us get some benefit from just listening to music. Being able to create and play music gives a whole other dimension.

Other countries see and do things differently. Schools in places like Japan, Korea and China set out to offer all kids, and not just the 'elites', a proper musical education - seeing it as integral to the development of character. It's the norm. It's not unusual.

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Talented writers, whose books have been shortlisted for this year's Booker Prize, are apparently no longer writing about sex. So says an article by Tim Adams in the latest Observer. Mr Adams has in the past written extensively on this subject in Observer 'specials'.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/aug/01/sex-british-novel-chatterley

http://observer.guardian.co.uk/sex/story/0,,818295,00.htm

http://observer.guardian.co.uk/bodyuncovered/story/0,,1067744,00.html

Adams reminds us that DH Lawrence's 'Lady Chatterley's Lover', following its eventual publication in 1961, sold around two million copies.

So why are there no novelists writing about sex and human sexuality in the 21st Century? Surely the subject hasn't lost any of its interest? Surely novelists still have something to say about sex and relationships?

Apparently Andrew Motion thinks novelists are afraid to describe sexual encounters because they fear they'll end up being nominated for the Bad Sex Award. Quite right too - they've learnt a lesson that most descriptions of people having sex are rubbish. They're either stupidly full of inappropriate metaphors and similies, or they simply fail to convey the true essence of positive sexual experience. Quite possibly too many of our writers, who tend to live quite solitary lives, have had too little in the way of sublime, satisfying and fulfilling sex, and therefore find it difficult to say anything about it with an authentic voice that speaks of knowledge and wisdom.

However, it's not as though sex isn't a basic and integral part of most people's lives, since most people recognise that sex is rather wonderful, especially when you're young and prone to falling in love. What one might call transcendental sex is surely an essential part of a life well lived, since the urge and the instinct to have sex is hard-wired into all, or most, of us. And whilst the sex drive diminishes as one gets older, that doesn't mean that sex loses its potential to give pleasure and to provide an amazing intimate connection with those we most wish to be intimate with.

At the very least sex provides physical, emotional and spiritual release and stops us accumulating stress and tension to the point of exploding. Wilhelm Reich wrote about this decades ago in a book called The Function of the Orgasm.

DH Lawrence set out to tell the truth about sexual desire, and sexual needs. Lady Chatterley represents all women who have sexual needs but have great difficulty in expressing and satisfying those needs, thanks to personal inhibition and the restrictive conventions of society.

According to Tim Adams, Lawrence also set out to legitimise the word 'fuck'. "Lawrence had striven to cleanse it of its furtive, contemptuous and expletive connotations, and to use it 'in the most simple, natural way: one fucks'."

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Sex and the City told stories of New York women fucking their way through life in a search for Mr Right, so that they could settle down and live happily ever after.

There was a three page article in yesterday's Observer - in the New Review section - which also dealt with writing about sex. In particular, with women writing about sex.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/aug/01/emily-gould-meghan-daum-confessional

True confessions in new women's lit

Candace Bushnell's Sex and the City columns inspired some dire chick lit, but also a generation of more serious young writers

The piece takes issue with the whole genre of chick lit and so-called 'confessional' writing, which has no artistic merit and does nothing more than entertain and titillate. Of course it also makes a hell of a lot of money from people who are desperate for a bit of entertainment and titillation.

As for serious writing about sex and relationships . . .

"For all that she might get annoyed by those high-heeled women on the sidewalk, without Sex and the City, there would arguably have been no Emily Gould. The 28-year-old has just published her first confessional memoir, And The Heart Says Whatever. In 11 pithily written essays, Gould, a former co-editor of the Gawker gossip website, charts her experiences as a young adult in New York, working in jobs she loathes, facing up to failed relationships and going to parties attended by people she dislikes. Her debut has already attracted praise from the likes of Jonathan Franzen, while Curtis Sittenfeld, the author of American Wife, has hailed it as a modern-day version of The Bell Jar. Gould is one of a new generation of female confessional writers who, according to Sittenfeld, "speak, in our often phoney and cheesy culture, to the truths of women's lives".

"Gould decided "very consciously to let go of whether or not anyone likes me". In And the Heart Says Whatever, she deliberately resists the urge to mould each story along a neat, narrative arc with a cleverly packaged ending. "I don't tie everything into a little bow and say: 'That's what I've learned'," she explains. "I think a lot of women writers go around apologising, saying: 'Oh stupid me, oh the goofy things I did when I was young and didn't know any better' but I set out specifically not to do that… I just want it to be OK for women to be complete people, to have sides to themselves that aren't whitewashed or palatable."

Meghan Daum, another of this new wave of serious 'alternative' writers who focus on sex and relationships, apparently

"sees her writing as a corrective to the tradition of women's magazines that talk about relationships, diet or body image in a redemptive fashion, plotting each minor self-improvement along a wider trajectory of personal growth. "I tend to be very honest and my goal is to identify something people think but are afraid to say," explains Daum. "That's not the general cultural expectation of women."

The article concludes,

"It's quite scary to men to know what [a woman] is thinking. It's much more convenient to imagine that they aren't really people", says Emily Gould.

In the same way, one imagines it might be easier to dismiss the work of female confessional authors as being somehow facile and glib because, on the surface, they deal with the small moments of everyday experience rather than dealing with the grittiness of big ideas. But this would be to do them a disservice. By engaging with their readers and speaking to them on their own level with humour and candour, Gould, Daum and Crosley seek to illuminate broader truths. They might not always succeed but at least they aim for something bigger; for something that is hopefully a little more nuanced than the endless search for Mr Right and a world viewed through the bottom of a Martini glass.

What a wonderful thing  it is to have writers who seek to question common assumptions and to challenge the status quo, who also set out to illuminate broader truths and spread a little enlightenment.
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