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Imagine my surprise when I opened the ‘Weekend Review’ section of the Vancouver Sun, to find a report that a magazine called Mother & Baby called breastfeeding “creepy”. I was unable to find the offending article in the magazine, in fact I couldn’t find the archives, but I sure found many other articles complaining about the original one. I thought Dr. Ananya Mandal’s, called Breastfeeding a little creepy says a mother and baby magazine to be quite comprehensive.
I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised, this is really a logical extension of the sexual objectification of women’s bodies! But, come on, we’re not talking about some sexist guys mag here, this is a magazine that purports to support new moms. Dr. Mandal’s article says the author of the article, Katherine Blundell, who happens to be the magazines Deputy Editor, has been asked to apologize by a 600 strong Facebook campaign. (they’ve also complained to the Press Complaints Commission.
Frankly, I think that writer should be fired from her job. No one is saying that all moms must breastfeed, in fact some of the complainants themselves have bottle fed. That’s not the point: her cavalier, shallow attitude is not an appropriate way to address a sensitive topic; one that women give careful thought to. It trivializes it.
I guess Blundell is a product of a fast-lane society. But I can’t help but think that this kind of thought and this approach not only can affect the physical health of babies, but says something about the quality of the delicate and important bond between mother and baby.
Guest Blog by Bronwen Besso-Smith
Note from Ellen: T’was ever thus! With all the gains women have made it seems fairly clear from this 29-year-old writer’s pov that much remains unchanged.
Gender is an artificially constructed way of looking at the world; we tend to see it as innate and unchangeable, but in reality it’s fluid in nature, and fluctuates often. Our society prefers to view gender as inborn…static and clearly defined, we are taught that it’s safer that way.
Many people, including feminists, don’t realise the negative impact sexism and enforced gender norms can have on not only women, but on men too. It’s essential to all of us that we make an attempt to ‘unpack’ what gender means to us.
I view transgendered people as amplified mirrors of the gender struggle that every individual inevitably experiences in their lifetime, although generally in a more subtle way than those who are transgender. For example men aren’t allowed to show a full range of emotions; the ‘be strong’ script they are taught from a very young age precludes sadness and softness (e.g. “boys don’t cry”). Males are often channelled, by culture and training, into less sensitive jobs that don’t involved kids or helping roles.
Women aren’t supposed to be angry [a transition house manager told the workers she supervised that she had noticed the angry women got less attention than other residents]. Little babies are often gender coded by their clothing colors, as their genders aren’t as obvious as those of older children and adults. It’s too scary to us as a society to not be able to easily identify every person’s gender at a glance, even in infants, when gender is completely irrelevant.
This refusal to let each gender show the full range of emotions and experiences is nothing short of a denial of every individual’s innate humanity, which entails the right and necessity to really feel and process all of our emotions.
I am really interested in the way our current brand of feminism seems to leave men out of the conversation.
Their views on sexism and the way it impacts them across the board aren’t generally solicited or listened to within the feminist community, much as women’s opinions and strengths are undervalued in society at large. Though I am proud to call myself a feminist, of course, I think this is extremely marginalizing for the movement.
To acknowledge the restrictive gender binary and sexism’s negative impact on men is to no way negate or minimize the extreme impact it has on women. Feminism cannot move forward and be championed by the mainstream until it recognises and acknowledges, and works to rectify the depth and breadth of sexism’s negative impact on men.
Because the feminist movement is in a sense a mirror of our culture, which tends to see most things in extremely black and white terms, it often becomes polarised as us versus them. Women experience so much discrimination that most feminists believe it would discredit the movement to acknowledge the way our society creates male oppression. This limited binary view is very similar to our societal view of gender itself (i.e. black and white thinking).
The way towards a more harmonious world is to think of feminism as a tool or a key to unlocking oppression for any marginalized person in the world, male or female. Feminism can help us to realise the negative and extremely limiting affects of sexism on all genders, and to think of gender as a fluid, non-static entity we build for ourselves as we move through life, not as something imposed on us at birth as part of a rigid genetic code, enforced by society.
“When your friends begin to flatter you on how young you look, it’s a sure sign you’re getting old.”, Mark Twain.
I’ve always looked young for my age. It was so embarrassing when the janitor in my Junior Highschool stopped my friend and I in the corridor to ask us where we were going, also annoying when I wanted to drink before I turned 21 (that was the age then in Ontario) and it felt insulting being asked for ID years after I was finally of age.
Then, as I moved through midlife, it became quite enjoyable to look five to ten years younger than my chronological age. I guess my genes are good, I’ve got Welsh skin, and I’ve looked after myself fairly well re diet and sleep, and in the latter years with exercise, and have released lots of old emotions that show up on the face through acupuncture etc.
But as I grew older I became more and more aware that looking youthful was a good thing, the optimum goal, in my society, because aging just wasn’t okay. Being a product of my culture I’ve not liked the signs of aging I’ve noticed on my body, and preferred to pretend they weren’t happening (you know, the old, ‘everyone else is looking older but not me’ idea).
Talk about delusional…This sounds ridiculous even as I write it, but I have a preferred mirror in my house, in the bathroom, where I experience sort of a Through the Looking Glass kind of metamorphosis: In my own eyes I look younger in that mirror than I do in the mirrors in the house or elsewhere. Go figure!
My dislike of growing old was really brought home to me when I turned 60 last spring and I didn’t want to celebrate the event.(My friend hosted a nice, small dinner party for me in the end). When I was away recently in India, I caught myself saying negative things about my aging several times, as we often met younger travelers on our way. I was aware of my comments and also of their responses, which boiled down to ‘you’re as young as you feel; just keep fit”.
So I made up my mind to embrace the aging that is beginning to show more on my face – embrace and love it. Naming my bias and setting the intention to change makes a real difference for me.
I spoke about all of this to a woman I’ve known for many years just last week. She said that the ‘keep fit, young as you feel’ variety of comments were dissmissive of aging people. I had to agree with that.
We also both agreed that being told that you don’t look your age is implying that there’s something wrong with looking that age. That’s comes as no surprise at all in our youth driven society. I’ve written about that before, so I won’t belabor it now.
I invite you, as part of your Daily Coaching Practice to consider the following:
- What judgments did I make about myself or someone else today or this week because of their age?
- How do I beat myself up because of my internalized ageism?
- What new messages do I want to give myself about aging?
Been in Udaipur, in South Rajasthan for just over a week now & thoroughly enjoying it. The view from our room & from the rooftop restaurant is spectacular – we see the whole of Lake Pichola & the old town (about 450 yrs. old).
The traffic’s still crazy in the tourist lanes on the other side of the lake, reached by a footpath, a bit hard on the nerves, but doable. Our favorite place to visit is the huge Indian market, very close to the tourist beat, but oddly free of foreigners. The vege market’s the best with its kaleidascope of colors. Whatever we buy here in the Indian market we pay regular Indian prices, rather than ramped up tourist ones. For example my made-in-India watch cost Rs280 (about $7).
We see no women at our family run hotel; all the kindly, English speaking staff are male, except for the family matriarch, who ‘womans’ the downstairs desk in the late afternoon, greeting guests with a friendly ‘namaste’ & selling them toilet paper!
Fortunately we meet females in the service industry – our lovely travel agent & the family across the lane from our hotel who I had chai with after a very skilled shoulder & neck massage from their 20-year-old daughter.
Tomorrow we’ve been invited on a short road trip by our travel agent & her colleague, to some villages including his home village, then to Mt. Abu overnight. Looking forward to it.
Just spent a few days in the Shekhawati region of Rajasthan, northwest of Jaipur, at an eco resort. It was billed as ‘magical’ by our Lonely Planet book; the reviewers also said it was like going back in time.
It was indeed like stepping back in time, but without the magic on my part anyway. I wasn’t prepared for this dusty desert of rural Rajasthan. I found the energy disturbing, especially on arrival; I couldn’t say why.
Our resort was beautiful, & we learned new ways to preserve the environment & save water.Since the place was somewhat of a home stay, & the family was traditional, ‘house rules’ were stressed in the info. given out on arrival (they weren’t called rules): no touching; legs & arms covered for males as well as women were the main ones. Food was delicious, & made with much care; much of it was grown on the property or nearby.
After I left Shekawati, my research uncovered info. about gender selection in Rajasthan – female infanticide is much higher in Shekawati than in other states in the country. The female to male ratio here is about 750 to 1000; the country as a whole is 927 to 1000.








