8/28/07

Note to Self: Need More Diplomacy



The personal lives of "rights-conscious" women are often inextricable from our professional and academic lives. We tend to infuse everyday acts with resistance. One friend of mine refuses to learn how to cook because women are expected to know how to cook. Many of my friends hesitate in the face of acts of modern chivalry. My skin crawls everytime I see an ad on TV where a woman is cooking, cleaning or rushing to get a meal on the table. Such banal acts of resistance, which often take on a life and will of their own, can be exhausting because we are never able to let our guard down. We are constantly under seige, if not by external agents then by our own calculations of justice. Our defensive offensiveness also means that we sometimes fail to take advantage of certain situations to foster greater dialogue and understanding between the sexes.

I have often accused generally well-meaning people of sexism and created situations that have yielded less than optimal results. Once, an older relative complimented me on my sense of direction, saying, "Women don't usually have such good sense of direction." I immediately told him such skills vary from person to person and that we should avoid making gender-wide generalizations. The problem is that I wasn't able to deliver my response in a calm and collected manner. Instead, I raised my voice and probably precluded the possibility of any further discussion. My knee-jerk reaction was to associate him with practitioners of centuries-old patriarchy and condemn his statement. If my goal was to make him critically re-evaluate his statement, the fierce emotion in my voice counterproductively deflected attention away from the substance of my response.

Harvey Mansfield's book, Manliness, has achieved notoriety to charicaturial proportions. His book does, however, remind women's rights activists, feminists and would-be feminists that we do need to address how our decisions and our struggles affect the men in our lives, be they friends, co-workers, or family members. It seems that we often feel alone in our struggles with opponents both real and mythical and forget to forge alliances that may be of great benefit to our own struggles.

While this is often because we are up against robust patriarchy, it may also be because we have alienated well-meaning people who could have been our partners in struggle. The benefits of gender equality to men are often less tangible than those to women. It is difficult for a husband to continue to support the struggle for gender equality if he is continuously accused of not doing enough by his wife on the one hand and ridiculed for being hen-pecked by his male friends on the other. Why should a man choose to give up privileges that most societies still bring him up to expect and value? There are many answers to this question, but clearly they have yet to persuade many human beings. Women are not the only victims of patriarchy. Men who support gender equality at the theoretical level can also become its victims when they try to implement it in their own lives. As women, we need more partners, not fewer, and empathetic diplomacy, not ferocity, seems to be the way to go.
Sarah Shehabuddin (Mount Holyoke College '02) is currently pursuing her Ph.D. at Harvard University.

8/17/07

Notes from Sarajevo


Alison Morse , Mount Holyoke College '02, is a graduate student at the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy at Tufts University, where she is focusing on development economics and issues affecting refugees and displaced persons, particularly women. This summer, she is working with BOSFAM (BOSnian FAMily), a non-governmental organization that supports Bosnian women who were displaced by war by providing them with income-generating handicraft products. Alison, who is keeping a blog about her experiences, originally contributed this article to I-Witness.

Sarajevo is a city on the mend. New construction, chic European stores and all the ice cream one could ever eat make for a happy façade to this city that saw over 1400 days of conflict just a decade ago. I arrived in Sarajevo to hours of honking in celebration of a football win over Turkey. I was immediately brought back to the 2004 Red Sox World Series win when the streets filled with happy revelers and cars honked until dawn. The mood in Sarajevo on the night of my arrival demonstrated the life of a city that has celebrated every small victory in an effort to move beyond its not-so-distant tragedies.

The remnants of war are of course still present in the city. Many buildings remain gutted and covered with tarps. There is a general darkness to parts of the old town that can only be attributed to the drabness of Tito’s era. Craters in rooftops, windows without panes, and wires dangling from buildings are not uncommon once one leaves the main tourist drag. Transportation, though excellent and inexpensive, is the most obvious remnant of international aid. UNHCR buses that have not been upgraded in ten years are packed each morning with school children –worn tire treads carry sagging frames that are filled to capacity. The tram cars vary between those with German slogans and those marked with Japanese flags, both donations to the post-war reconstruction effort.

As every guide book will tell you, Sarajevo has a rich history –it is in fact the proverbial “crossroads of civilizations.” The sights and sounds of Sarajevo prove that the city remains a bastion of both religious tolerance and mingling cultures—the Muslim call to prayer is followed by the clanging of church bells around the city. Nuns travel in tight packs followed by bands of teenagers in tight jeans talking on cell phones. The main promenade gives way to the cobblestone streets of the old town where men and women sit outside shops hawking their wares. Fine French fashion is sold just doors away from display cases of Turkish delights.
It is from here, this city on the mend, that I will make my way to Tuzla, the third largest city in BiH and largest coal producer, to begin my summer internship. I will be working with a small non-profit that assists refugee women build sustainable livelihoods through handicrafts…so if nothing else, I will have an enormous supply of wool socks and hats to ward off the cold winters in Boston.

8/8/07

As We Are





As We Are is a new magazine for women. Read about issues and ideas that support the belief that you are good enough as you are right now - and let us know what you think! In my mind, we can always use more female-positive outlets like this to showcase the endless stream of fascinating women that are doing really inspiring things. Cheers!

8/5/07

I WANT MORE!


A friend of mine sent this to me in Portuguese and I will translate it for you. When I read it, I felt it. I felt it in the gut and I knew that if I did not let myself feel it now, then I would certainly feel it tomorrow. I said to myself "I will feel this way", and then I did, I just did. It is puzzling, and at the same time, I'm free.I want more. I-W-A-N-T-M-O-R-E.


She wrote, "It's full of bargains out there, there is always somebody offering less in exchange for conformism. If you accept now, don't complain later; saying that it's not enough, blaming the world and being sour. Accept, desperately convincing yourself that if it wasn't for this, it would be nothing; that it's better to have something you can touch than the illusion of a tired mind. Accept with resignation, which is beautiful to see, and sad to feel.But if you are strong, if you have courage or if you lack common sense, say no, say you want more."


"NO, THANK YOU, I WANT MORE".


Your voice might shake, with a touch of uncertainty, like the voice of things that make no sense, like the voice of the unrecoverable. Then your eyes might even fill up with tears - but do not be afraid. The worst has passed and you have absolved yourself, and even if you end up naked, with nothing, at least in this one instance of refusal, you have given yourself the love that most will never even dream of receiving in this life. The love of those who believe themselves to be worthy of their dreams.


Patricia Davanzzo just completed her MBA degree at Stanford University, and is going to rule the film industry some day.