Joss Whedon is always my hero
May. 21st, 2007 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Post by Joss at Whedonesque that starts with the "honor" killing of Kurdish woman Dua Khalil and expands across the world:
"Women’s inferiority – in fact, their malevolence -- is as ingrained in American popular culture as it is anywhere they’re sporting burkhas. I find it in movies, I hear it in the jokes of colleagues, I see it plastered on billboards, and not just the ones for horror movies. Women are weak. Women are manipulative. Women are somehow morally unfinished. (Objectification: another tangential rant avoided.) And the logical extension of this line of thinking is that women are, at the very least, expendable.
I try to think how we got here. The theory I developed in college (shared by many I’m sure) is one I have yet to beat: Womb Envy. Biology: women are generally smaller and weaker than men. But they’re also much tougher. Put simply, men are strong enough to overpower a woman and propagate. Women are tough enough to have and nurture children, with or without the aid of a man. Oh, and they’ve also got the equipment to do that, to be part of the life cycle, to create and bond in a way no man ever really will. Somewhere a long time ago a bunch of men got together and said, “If all we do is hunt and gather, let’s make hunting and gathering the awesomest achievement, and let’s make childbirth kinda weak and shameful.” It’s a rather silly simplification, but I believe on a mass, unconscious level, it’s entirely true. How else to explain the fact that cultures who would die to eradicate each other have always agreed on one issue? That every popular religion puts restrictions on women’s behavior that are practically untenable? That the act of being a free, attractive, self-assertive woman is punishable by torture and death? In the case of this upcoming torture-porn [the movie Captivity], fictional. In the case of Dua Khalil, mundanely, unthinkably real. And both available for your viewing pleasure."
"Women’s inferiority – in fact, their malevolence -- is as ingrained in American popular culture as it is anywhere they’re sporting burkhas. I find it in movies, I hear it in the jokes of colleagues, I see it plastered on billboards, and not just the ones for horror movies. Women are weak. Women are manipulative. Women are somehow morally unfinished. (Objectification: another tangential rant avoided.) And the logical extension of this line of thinking is that women are, at the very least, expendable.
I try to think how we got here. The theory I developed in college (shared by many I’m sure) is one I have yet to beat: Womb Envy. Biology: women are generally smaller and weaker than men. But they’re also much tougher. Put simply, men are strong enough to overpower a woman and propagate. Women are tough enough to have and nurture children, with or without the aid of a man. Oh, and they’ve also got the equipment to do that, to be part of the life cycle, to create and bond in a way no man ever really will. Somewhere a long time ago a bunch of men got together and said, “If all we do is hunt and gather, let’s make hunting and gathering the awesomest achievement, and let’s make childbirth kinda weak and shameful.” It’s a rather silly simplification, but I believe on a mass, unconscious level, it’s entirely true. How else to explain the fact that cultures who would die to eradicate each other have always agreed on one issue? That every popular religion puts restrictions on women’s behavior that are practically untenable? That the act of being a free, attractive, self-assertive woman is punishable by torture and death? In the case of this upcoming torture-porn [the movie Captivity], fictional. In the case of Dua Khalil, mundanely, unthinkably real. And both available for your viewing pleasure."
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Date: 2007-05-23 04:51 pm (UTC)Perhaps there's a level of empathy that I as a white male never needed to have. I'd like to think that I'd have tried my damndest to save her. But I"m pretty far removed from the reality of violence. I haven't seen a fight in years, let alone been in one. Who knows how you'll react when put up against the reality of violence?
28 weeks later showed a scene where a woman put her life at risk to rescue a child that wasn't even hers. Her husband fled when zombies attacked, rather than try to fight and save her life. There's an interesting parallel; would you risk your own life to save someone elses, if there was very little to no chance of actually saving the person and getting both of you killed? A rabid crowd aren't that much different from rage fueled zombies.