Wednesday, September 21, 2011

equality?


I wrote this for the Weather Vane this week because I care about it.  You should read it and think about it and then do something about it.

I am a woman.  And I am objectified.

This week I and several other EMU students attended a presentation at JMU about pornography and its impact on modern-day American culture, entitled “Pornography’s Perfect Storm of Inequality:  Patriarchy, White Supremacy, and Capitalism.”  The speaker was Dr. Robert Jensen, a visiting professor from the University of Texas at Austin.  Dr. Jensen’s arguments encompassed the growth of the porn industry, the reasons for its success, and its incredible capacity to dehumanize and objectify human beings.

Dr. Jensen challenged the audience with the truth.  He spoke to us about life in the “post-Playboy world,” and the need to form a life of integrity and meaning in a culture where sex is marketed and sold like any other commodity.  However, sex itself is not the problem; the problem is that we regularly “buy, sell, and rent objectified women’s bodies for sexual pleasure.”

“Pornography is not just sex on film,” said Dr. Jensen.  “It’s sex presented in the context of domination and subordination...and the sex in pornography is made sexy by that domination and subordination.”

This attitude of domination and subordination does not extend only to women who are directly involved in the production of porn.  The prevalence of pornography is large enough that its assumptions, stereotypes, and attitudes extend throughout our entire society.  Because of this, it is not just a few who are impacted.  We are all influenced by the effects of pornography, whether directly or indirectly.

Pornography has normalized an appalling level of violence and disrespect against women in the context of sexuality.  The voices who dare to speak out against pornography risk being written off as too uptight, judgmental, or sexually repressed.  The voices of women and children suffering from the sex trade industry are drowned out by the voices of profit and sexual liberation.  But in the words of Dr. Jensen, we must “recognize what we’ve done in the name of liberation.”

I am blessed with a privileged life and the freedom to make my own choices.  However, I cannot feel liberated or even fully respected when other women are suffering.  When I see any instance of objectification and degradation toward other women, the impact of this objectification extends to me.  I am not yet so distant from my fellow human beings that I do not feel any part of their suffering.  We must stand in solidarity with our sisters and mothers and daughters – even the ones we have never met.

In my mind, I have a vision of a world where everyone is equal and free.  I want to see people who are not afraid to stand up against sexism in the media, against objectification of women, and against valuing us for our bodies alone.  The issues of pornography and sexual violence are often still viewed as uncomfortable or forbidden topics, but I believe the longer we stay silent, the more we condone the oppression of ourselves and our fellow human beings.  

I challenge you, myself, and our broader community as a whole to speak up.  We must not allow fear or complacency to silence us any longer.

Monday, September 19, 2011

five

five phrases i aspire to live by, from my recent thoughts, reading, and life experiences

1.  become a storyteller.

2.  love wastefully.

3.  live life with your arms wide open.

4.  burst bubbles, yours and the world's, with the truth.

5.  ask your questions.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

imperfection

Tonight is my first orchestra rehearsal as concertmaster.  It's also my first time playing first violin in college -- until now I've been principal second.  By now I know my own tendency to hold myself to perfectionism, especially when it comes to my music, and this type of situation is the worst.  Whether or not it's true, situations like this make it easy for me to convince myself that everyone else expects me to be perfect, too.
So I'm trying out a new philosophy called "confident mistakes".  Here's the truth:  I'm not perfect, and neither are you, and neither is anyone else.  So let's be imperfect together.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

life in community

"Forgiveness is the name of love practiced among people who love poorly. The hard truth is that all people love poorly. We need to forgive and be forgiven every day, every hour increasingly. That is the great work of love among the fellowship of the weak that is the human family."
-Henri Nouwen

If everybody believed this, think of what life would be like.  If everybody lived this, think of what the church would be like.
This year, I am creating more of my own life than I ever have before.  Living in an apartment opens up so many more questions about community, food, balancing time, and how to navigate the little choices that make up our days.  I believe there are many things that are essential to a healthy community, and one of them is a personal awareness that "I am not perfect, and neither is anybody else".  There are many, many times when I love poorly, but there is something so beautiful and blessed about this fellowship of the weak.

I've been feeling increasingly convicted to spend my life living in intentional community.  I need other people to help me struggle with life decisions and conscious living.  It would be far too easy to close myself into a comfortable bubble of this-is-my-life-and-this-is-how-i-do-things.  So this year, I am beginning to share my life and choices with seven other people who also care deeply for the entirety of God's creation and about following in Jesus's footsteps.

I'm reading The Irresistible Revolution for the second time, and it is hard to live with.  It is good and encouraging and inspiring, but it leaves me with a growing sense that if I were to truly follow the call of the gospel, my life would look nothing like this.  It would look a whole lot more like giving up material possessions, living among the less privileged, and finding Jesus in the eyes of those who are "different" from me.

As I told one of my roommates recently, most days I don't know what to do or how to make my life everything it should be, but I'm committed to figuring it out.  And every time I am struck by my complete and utter inconsistency, I am reminded of God's immeasurable faithfulness.  He is everything I am not.