When I was a teenage girl who wasn’t shy about pointing out the advantages I didn’t have, I was surrounded by teenage boys who weren’t shy about telling me, “Stop whining and just do something about it.”
I took their advice. I studied the people who had the social standing I wanted, which in my part of the world was white middle to upper class men, ostensibly heterosexual. I learned the vocal tones and pitches they use and avoid (almost the opposite of what most women do). I learned how they stand, how they approach one another, how they negotiate. I learned what they’re allowed (in their social contract as members of the dominant group) to express and how they’re allowed to express it. And I discovered that by merely using these techniques, I got taken about 300% more seriously than far more competent women who didn’t. And all that well before the age of 20. It’s easy hard to learn if you have a natural talent for reading people, which I do.
What’s hard to do is to apply it. Because even though I could walk into a crisis situation, take charge, fix it and win kudos even from the most neurotic misogynists in about five minutes flat, there was always a backlash. The better I performed, the bigger the backlash. During the crisis, all people saw in me was an individual who projected leadership and competence and showed them how we could all work together to fix the situation. Afterwards, many of the men saw an unmistakably female person of unimposing size, and they were ashamed of having “taken orders” from me, so to even that score they’d play tricks on me, or yell abuse at me, or just ignore me (by “ignore” I mean to the extent of mowing me down in a corridor rather than step aside). A lot of the women, too, would have second thoughts about me after the fact and join in with the men.
I’m not looking for sympathy – I got over this bullshit years ago. But the other day on a website, I saw someone saying that women don’t get paid as much as men because women don’t negotiate like men, and it reminded me of all this. When women do negotiate like men, they risk being shunned by a community that doesn’t believe they should negotiate like men, but wants them to stop “whining” when they don’t have what they want. It’s a perfect catch-22.
And of course, a lot of men don’t see it because they’re not even conscious of the way they react when a woman does approach them the way men are trained to do. They think they’re being perfectly fair, and it’s just a coincidence that every woman who successfully commands men calmly and naturally is later realized to be difficult, intimidating, unapproachable or a just plain mean ol’ bitchy man-hater.
Is it any wonder history fails to record any effective women in history? Fails to recognize them now? Is it a surprise that Hillary Clinton can do no right in a society where the only “right” way to be is male/white/etc., and women aren’t allowed to be that? Is it any surprise that when women react well to an effective woman because we don’t have any manhood to feel threatened by them, it’s suspicious, a conspiracy, an illogical emotional malfunction?
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This has also been my experience. Doing it is great; dealing with the aftermath is horrible.
Liz(Quote) (Reply)
There’s the flip side too – the horrible awareness of all the placatory gestures other women are constantly using. Never mind acting basically like guys act – simply refusing to engage in the placatory feminine gestures and speech habits marks a woman down for the backlash.
Liz(Quote) (Reply)
Never mind acting basically like guys act – simply refusing to engage in the placatory feminine gestures and speech habits marks a woman down for the backlash.
Word. Even just looking serious and thoughtful instead of giddy invites complete strangers to advise a woman, “Smile! It’s not so bad!” as if to say her pretty little head shouldn’t be worried by those thought thingies that men have.
Jennifer Kesler(Quote) (Reply)
That’s the ticket. Act like a man to be taken seriously, but if you do you’re going to be marked as a “cold bitch” one way or another. If you’re lucky, you have female friends who know exactly what you do. If you’re not you best get used to that subtle social isolation polite people give to those who do not meet their unconscious social criteria. Or the outright hostility from those who see you as overstepping your bounds.
What I find very, very odd is that somehow feminism seems to have been made entirely into a joke amongst my generation. The feeling I get talking to other 20-25 year olds is that while women can hold certain jobs and do “manly” things, we really aren’t as good at it. Now people just use “science” as the reason. It’s ok, evolution made you weak and less confrontational! Don’t mind it, embrace being mostly second class! At least you have a close knit circle of girl friends, right? Nature gave you that!
Never mind the fact that it’s science being twisted to fit whatever it is we want to say. Rather like when News companies change between percentages and gross numbers to spin their stories correctly. 47% of people polled may be 200 people, and $2,000,000.00 in damages may be less than 1% of whatever total they’re talking about. Fact twisting! UGH!
Kirsten(Quote) (Reply)
“Smile! It’s not so bad!”
Someone said that to me about my FUCKING DEVIANT ART ID. It’s a picture of me sitting in a recliner chair on my friend’s porch with my right hand on my temple and I’m smirking wryly (it’s slightly reminiscent of that photo of Oscar Wilde).
Some douche-nozzle posted “Smile more, it’s good for you physiologically.” I called him out on his “telling girls to smile when no one asked” bullshit and he called me “grumpy” and he just wanted to “help [me] improve my life, because [he] sees a gorgeous, wonderful young woman who’s not living life as she should”.
JUST FUCKING FUCK OOOOOFFFFFFFFFF ALREADY, GODDAMN
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
Oy – somewhere on Hathor, I think, we got into a discussion about strangers who advise you to smile. I can’t even remember all the points we made about how rude and privileged it is to do that. But among them: (a) maybe I AM grumpy, and so what? You’re not entitled to my putting on a performance so you can keep up your delusions that everyone’s so happy? (b) Maybe I’m not grumpy, but I’m focused or I have a headache, so a carefree grin would take misery-making effort just now. (c) Don’t fucking give orders to strangers. I mean, you’re just inviting them to order you to shoot yourself. It’s none of your business whether they smile.
Jennifer Kesler(Quote) (Reply)
It’s just ridiculous, especially since most of my friend’s DA IDs are pictures of them looking deliberately frowny/emo/wangsty and I’ve never read anybody telling them to not look so sad…it isn’t even someone frowning in REAL TIME! IT IS A PHOTO OF A PRIOR EVENT.
I got into a more heated argument with that guy using most of the points you’ve just illustrated, but then the fuck-head tried to turn things around on me and claim I was “butt-hurt” and he was being needlessly attacked and kept insisting “I’M JUST TRYING TO HELP IMPROVE YOUR LIVE, YOU CAN CHOOSE TO IGNORE MY OPINION OR TAKE IT TO HEART, I’M JUST SAYING!!” Well I told him “It’s also your choice to not even give the unwarranted advice in the first place!”
UGH. (I ended up blocking him but REALLY~!? COME ON!!)
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
OMG. Yes, that conversation. I’m going to have to remind my daughter to tell anyone who tells her smile to go fuck off. I really don’t think jerks who tell women or small children to smile would dare tell another man to put a smile on their face.
Gategrrl(Quote) (Reply)
I’ve even used that point before, but then some ass-butt stuck their nose in to say “ZOMG I’M A MAN AND SOMEBODY (an old woman) TOLD ME TO SMILE ONCE ON THE STREET BECAUSE I WAS FROWNING BECAUSE MY DAD DIED SO I WAS DEPRESSED AND I KNOW HOW IT FEEEEELZ BUT AT THE SAME TIME YOU SHOULD JUST TAKE IT THEY’RE ONLY BEING NICE DON’CHA KNOW.”
You can’t win for losing sometimes.
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
I yawned the other day in a store and some guy said, “Don’t do that!” to me. I was like, wtf? I need to. I can’t help it. And fuck you for telling me not to.
The Other Anne(Quote) (Reply)
WAT
That…that’s just…FUCKBALLS
Casey(Quote) (Reply)