I am proud to be an aunt to three kids; in fourth grade, second grade, and kindergarten respectively. Although I do not have the greatest relationship with the adults in my family, I want to be a good role model and supporter for these kids as they grow up in sheltered suburbia. This past weekend I attended two of the kids’ sporting events.
As a gender non-conforming person, I am very aware of the attempts to gender police that happen everywhere I go. I do not identify as a woman but rather a third gender or perhaps non-gendered altogether. I do not wear makeup, feminine clothes, or shave my legs. Yet I am fully aware of the assumptions, judgments and policing that regularly happens – especially among women, and especially among homogeneous suburban communities – around gender non-conforming people.
Going to these sporting events on Saturday I was enveloped in a gaggle of suburban soccer moms. They used the opportunity on a warm, sunny May afternoon to do a little sunbathing. I did not see any of them concerned about sunscreen. Obviously this practice is not lost on their young daughters. During the flag football game I overheard the second graders reviling the umbrella that my sister-in-law put over them for protection, saying that she needed to be totally in the sun so she could get ‘bronzed’. This girl was in second grade. By second grade, girls are already learning the gender conforming ‘beauty routine’ that is expected of women and are striving to meet it, even it that is to the detriment of their health. This sentiment was echoed just a few minutes later by my older sister, age 36, who had her t-shirt sleeves rolled up to her shoulders and requested that I move the shade of my umbrella off her left shoulder so that she would not get ‘uneven’ sun.
Anyway, I digress. I was wearing pants that day because I am fully aware of people’s judgments toward female-bodied people who do not shave their legs. I know, I used to be one of them. Most folks – especially in white bread suburbs – consider hairy-legged women to be disgusting, lazy, and/or ‘radical’. The essence of the matter is, I wish to support my nieces and nephew and yet I cannot fully be myself while doing it; there are too many prejudices against gender non-conformity rampant in sheltered suburban communities. I feel that I cannot wear my “celebrate LGBTQ diversity” t-shirt or my shirt that says “queer + straight = equal” in their conservative neighborhood. I know that doing so would indicate that I am trying to ‘be political’ or ‘force my beliefs on them’ or any number of such ridiculous claims. When will it be my turn to announce that they are forcing their beliefs on me? It was over 80 degrees that day and my legs were sweaty and hot. I wanted more than anything to roll up my pant legs to my knees and cool off. I cautiously pulled the legs up just a couple inches past my socks and all of a sudden I saw a few of the moms staring at the sliver of exposed, hairy legs. The kids started staring too. I immediately pushed my pant legs back down and deeply felt the assumptions they were silently making about me. Freak. Dyke. Radical. Child molester? I don’t know how far their judgments went. A few minutes later I could see parents’ eyes trailing me as I took my niece over to the playground. It hurts me to know that in order to attend these kids’ activities I have to erase my unique identity and attempt to ‘fit in’…to be invisible. How am I supposed to be an authentic role model for these kids if I feel required to erase my authenticity?
I know I am not the only person dealing with this. Just as I was writing this post I got an email from Dr. Warren Blumenfeld, Associate Professor at Iowa State University about a post he just published at Huffington Post entitled “A Call to Rewrite the Scripts in the Gender Drama“. In this article he describe the attempts of a North Carolina reverend, Sean Harris, to force parents to police their childrens’ gender:
“Dads,” Harris commanded, “the second you see your son dropping the limp wrist, you walk over there and you crack that wrist. Man up! Give him a good punch.” He directed fathers to say to their sons: “Okay? You’re not going to act like that. You were made by God to be a male and you are going to be a male.” He also instructed that parents should be “squashing that like a cockroach.” He warned that “the word of God makes it clear that effeminate behavior is ungodly.”
And to parents directing their daughters, Harris shouted and flailed: “And when your daughter starts acting too butch, you rein her in, and you say, oh, no. oh, no, sweetheart. You can play sports. Play them. Play them to the glory of God. But sometimes you’re going to act like a girl, and walk like a girl, and talk like a girl, and smell like a girl, and that means you’re going to be beautiful. You’re going to be attractive. You’re going to dress yourself up!”
Gender roles are restrictive; encouraging this level of policing can be deadly, as we have seen time and time again with recent youth suicides. To be clear, the majority of bullying-related suicide happening today is not directly related to the person’s sexual orientation but more specifically, their gender expression. This North Carolina reverend exemplifies my point almost too well. Dr. Blumenfeld goes on to say:
Though extreme in his language and tone, Harris promotes what most of us have been very consciously and carefully taught throughout our lives. … Rev. Sean Harris simply serves as an extreme and fanatical example of a director in the larger coercive societal battalions bent on destroying all signs of gender transgressions in young and old alike, and in the maintenance of gender scripts. Most of us function as conscious and unconscious co-directors in this drama each time we enforce gender-role conformity in others, and each time we relegate our critical consciousness by failing to rewrite or destroy the scripts in ways that operate integrally to us.
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Gender Expression & Policing Conformity
May 9
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I am proud to be an aunt to three kids; in fourth grade, second grade, and kindergarten respectively. Although I do not have the greatest relationship with the adults in my family, I want to be a good role model and supporter for these kids as they grow up in sheltered suburbia. This past weekend I attended two of the kids’ sporting events.
As a gender non-conforming person, I am very aware of the attempts to gender police that happen everywhere I go. I do not identify as a woman but rather a third gender or perhaps non-gendered altogether. I do not wear makeup, feminine clothes, or shave my legs. Yet I am fully aware of the assumptions, judgments and policing that regularly happens – especially among women, and especially among homogeneous suburban communities – around gender non-conforming people.
Going to these sporting events on Saturday I was enveloped in a gaggle of suburban soccer moms. They used the opportunity on a warm, sunny May afternoon to do a little sunbathing. I did not see any of them concerned about sunscreen. Obviously this practice is not lost on their young daughters. During the flag football game I overheard the second graders reviling the umbrella that my sister-in-law put over them for protection, saying that she needed to be totally in the sun so she could get ‘bronzed’. This girl was in second grade. By second grade, girls are already learning the gender conforming ‘beauty routine’ that is expected of women and are striving to meet it, even it that is to the detriment of their health. This sentiment was echoed just a few minutes later by my older sister, age 36, who had her t-shirt sleeves rolled up to her shoulders and requested that I move the shade of my umbrella off her left shoulder so that she would not get ‘uneven’ sun.
Anyway, I digress. I was wearing pants that day because I am fully aware of people’s judgments toward female-bodied people who do not shave their legs. I know, I used to be one of them. Most folks – especially in white bread suburbs – consider hairy-legged women to be disgusting, lazy, and/or ‘radical’. The essence of the matter is, I wish to support my nieces and nephew and yet I cannot fully be myself while doing it; there are too many prejudices against gender non-conformity rampant in sheltered suburban communities. I feel that I cannot wear my “celebrate LGBTQ diversity” t-shirt or my shirt that says “queer + straight = equal” in their conservative neighborhood. I know that doing so would indicate that I am trying to ‘be political’ or ‘force my beliefs on them’ or any number of such ridiculous claims. When will it be my turn to announce that they are forcing their beliefs on me? It was over 80 degrees that day and my legs were sweaty and hot. I wanted more than anything to roll up my pant legs to my knees and cool off. I cautiously pulled the legs up just a couple inches past my socks and all of a sudden I saw a few of the moms staring at the sliver of exposed, hairy legs. The kids started staring too. I immediately pushed my pant legs back down and deeply felt the assumptions they were silently making about me. Freak. Dyke. Radical. Child molester? I don’t know how far their judgments went. A few minutes later I could see parents’ eyes trailing me as I took my niece over to the playground. It hurts me to know that in order to attend these kids’ activities I have to erase my unique identity and attempt to ‘fit in’…to be invisible. How am I supposed to be an authentic role model for these kids if I feel required to erase my authenticity?
I know I am not the only person dealing with this. Just as I was writing this post I got an email from Dr. Warren Blumenfeld, Associate Professor at Iowa State University about a post he just published at Huffington Post entitled “A Call to Rewrite the Scripts in the Gender Drama“. In this article he describe the attempts of a North Carolina reverend, Sean Harris, to force parents to police their childrens’ gender:
Gender roles are restrictive; encouraging this level of policing can be deadly, as we have seen time and time again with recent youth suicides. To be clear, the majority of bullying-related suicide happening today is not directly related to the person’s sexual orientation but more specifically, their gender expression. This North Carolina reverend exemplifies my point almost too well. Dr. Blumenfeld goes on to say:
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