Monday, 28 July 2014

On ogling Charlie's bum and other feminist minefields

The first person who introduced themselves as a feminist to me was my father. He likes strong, intelligent, funny women, so much so he married such a woman. His daughters have (I like to think) inherited those qualities.  He genuinely thinks that men and women are equal, a belief that he has passed down to me without my even realising this was a ‘belief’ to be held. While he thinks my mother is a wonderful woman in many ways the first thing he noticed about her was her legs. They chose to have a relationship and a family because of the people they were but it started because of physical attraction.
Why am I talking about my father’s first response to my mother? Because I fear that objectification has had a negative impact on attraction. When men or women treat you like an object it is uncomfortable and often threatening; I think all women have probably experienced this on some level. Like seeing a woman ahead of you walk by a table of men and the men shout at her. They don’t shout particularly nice things and sometimes there’s even an aggression to their tone. Before you even reach the table your defences are up, you just want to get past them without incident, you may even consider a retort but you don’t know whether or not to do so in case it insights further response, or puts you in danger. This is normal, day to day objectification and it is horrible.  I don’t think the men who do it find it particularly enjoyable and I know the women who experience it don’t.
Now to take an example from my own life; years ago I walked past a group of young men. One of them said “nice bum” far louder than I think he intended to. I turned to look at him and all his friends roared with laughter and I have honestly never seen anyone go that shade of purple. As I walked away I gave a little wiggle and could hear his friends almost crying with laughter. This was not a threatening situation, he made a comment but didn’t intend me to hear, it wasn’t disrespectful or hurtful and when he realised I had heard he responded as anyone would. He found something about me attractive and I decided to take it as a compliment, especially as it was also funny. All in all it is a nice memory and most importantly at no point in that situation did I feel uncomfortable. The difference between the two situations is both tone and intent, one is aggressive and scary the other is warm and nice. This is a subtle difference but it is important. Feeling objectified is horrible, feeling attractive is lovely, simple as!
When a man looks at a woman and thinks she’s beautiful and he’d like to have sex with her, this is not objectification, it is attraction. Sexual desire is not based solely on intellectual compatibility. In fact when you see someone across the room it is not based on anything other than the fact that you’d like the way they look. This is an important part of humanity, it keeps our species reproducing and it makes us feel all warm and fuzzy.
Making comments on a person’s attractiveness is not necessarily objectifying them. For example, Charlie Hunnam’s bum. If you watch Sons of Anarchy you know what I’m talking about, if you don’t you might want to google it. His bum is one of the things that make this world a little bit better just by existing, I’m not the only one who thinks so, I have a facebook chat where it’s a regular topic of conversation. Am I objectifying Charlie? No, I don’t know him, I don’t particularly want to know him but I appreciate his aesthetic qualities. I don’t watch the programme purely for this, the rest of our Facebook chat is about the trials and tribulations of all the characters, this is just a nice bonus. I think we appreciate that he is a person who we happen to make rude comments about in the knowledge that he will never know or care.
Most people I know – men and women- have their version of Charlie’s bum. Surely it is harmless to look at another person and notice things that you find attractive about them and then tell your friends. We don’t know them, they don’t know we’re making them and we aren’t reducing their entire existence to this one aesthetic quality. Just celebrating it a little.
However, objectification is real, to a ridiculous extent. I know myself I have felt confused by what it actually means, though I can certainly identify when I feel it’s happened to me. It’s hard to quantify, without trespassing on the lovely world of attraction. We need another word for eyeing up someone we fancy (I like ogling but maybe that just because I think it’s a funny word) because when I first started becoming more active in my feminism I felt like a hypocrite. Women I know who are vocal feminists would be ranting about objectification one minute and making raunchy comments about our waiter the next. Maybe I’m a bit slow but I couldn’t understand how these women thought it was ok for them to do something and not for men to do it, that’s not fair. But I realised, the objectification they were talking about was not a flippant comment about someone’s attractiveness, it was this constant demand for women to be more than physically perfect to get a man. That being physically attractive was not just the most important thing for a woman to be but that it was the only thing that made you have worth. Being objectified is being made into a thing, a doll to be played with. I will never be a doll, I will always be someone who has in depth conversations about whether Charlie Hunnam’s bum is in fact the greatest gift that has ever been given to men fanciers everywhere. Finding someone attractive or making it the only thing that is important about them are two very different things. Having your intelligence dismissed because you’re “too pretty to be smart” is downright insulting. Being told that men don’t like smart girls is slightly ridiculous. I kind of wish I knew who started that phrase so as I could strongly dislike them. This is what objectification is, to me anyway. It is the constant social reinforcement that unless I look like Angelina Jolie I will never be good enough.
There is one more aspect of this subject I want to discuss; someone finding you attractive and making a move when you are not interested. It can be annoying, it can be overwhelming, the way it is done can be wrong. But their finding you attractive regardless of your feelings is not wrong. We cannot help who we are attracted to. What we can do is choose how we act on those feelings. The reason I am including this in this blog is because I hear women say “why did he even think that was ok?” or insulting someone for staring at them. Basically putting someone down for feeling attraction. I find this difficult to explain because it is a very fine line, however I’ll try. If someone finds you attractive they will probably look at you, if they get the courage up they may talk to you. Neither of these things are bad. If they cross the line to being creepy – making comments that would be rude by anyone’s standards - or groping you, or actively making you uncomfortable in their pursuit in any way then it’s not ok. And in this scenario of course be rude and say ‘why did he even think that was ok?’ But just thinking you are good looking, in itself, is not a bad thing. It’s actually kind of nice (sometimes really nice!) to have someone think you’re attractive; who doesn’t want to be thought to be sexy or beautiful just the way they are? But this area has been made into a minefield for everyone, Men get told that if they want to be nice and respectful then they have to pretend not to notice our breasts or bums or legs or whatever is there thing, which is biologically impossible for them not to do (unless they like men in which case same thing, different gender being ogled). We also imply with statements like ‘what made him think that was ok?’ that his feelings are not equal to our own, that the fancier’s emotions are less important than the fancyie’s. Women get told (like I just told you) that being found attractive is a good thing. We don’t get told when it stops being a good thing and starts being a creepy and uncomfortable thing it’s ok for us to say so. We don’t have to be nasty (going back to my earlier issue of being rude in these situations), we can be polite and firm and clear. Take the flattering part of being found attractive as a compliment and acknowledge that it’s tough to let someone know you find them attractive. We can deal with their putting their emotions and dignity into our hands with class and grace (or humour in the right situation). But if that attraction is not mutual we absolutely should make that clear and that decision should always be respected.

So we need a new word, my vote is in but I'm open to suggestions. This word needs to be defined very clearly as “finding someone attractive and appreciating their physical attributes without objectifying them or making the situation really uncomfortable”. 

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