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It was $257.29 today…tomorrow it’s zero

$257.29…this is the amount of the last payment due on my mortgage.

By this time tomorrow, my house will be paid for, owned free and clear. OK…so it will take the mortgage company 30 days to cough up the documents but still.

Just the idea makes me dizzy.

Can you hear me now? Good.

Even with the wealth of material provided by electoral politics some pundits have in the waning days of his presidency been heard wondering what George W. Bush’s lasting legacy will be. Will it be the outcome, or continuation, of the war in Iraq, the war on terror struggle against violent extremism, the abdication of responsibility for social programs, the mixing of religion and government, the response to hurricane Katrina, or the culture of fear he has encouraged in America that will stand the most lasting legacy of Dubya’s terms as president?

While all of these are important and worthy candidates for the top honor I put forth the idea that none of these, regardless of how long they take to unravel or set right, will have as big a short or long term impact on America as a whole as will the total and utter destruction of political discourse that has become the norm in the U.S. in the past eight years. And to put my proverbial money where my actual mouth is I’m going to do something whose very absence from the realm of political discussion simply proves my point: I’m going to admit I was wrong.

I took the wrong approach in analyzing Barack Obama’s speech about race in America. Rather than looking at the speech with even a modicum of objectivity as Mickey Kaus does in his excellent piece from March 18, 2008 in his Kausfiles blog on Slate.com (you’ll have to scroll a bit to get to the relevant entry) I reacted emotionally to what even in objective reflection is a valid complaint about a huge void in Obama’s speech. We live in a society that is designed to promulgate both racism and sexism and if you truly intend on changing that society, that culture, you can not ignore one at the expense of another, and since he spent not one second, not one breath on sexism in his speech Obama did just that.

And as I thought about this mistake I’d made, as I talked with a lot of different people I realized why the next several years, and possibly decades, in America are truly going to suck: the Democrats now have the same problem that the Republicans have had all along.

DC is a city overly concerned with politics. We have to be; we are in very many ways a one-industry town. Without the presence of the Federal government most of the jobs in the DC-metro area would dry up. Among non-profit, private consultancy, direct contracting firms I would venture that 80% of the work that goes on in the region is connected to the government in some way. And because politics is so important it is rare to find someone who doesn’t have an opinion. So in the past week I’ve been doing something that I rather enjoy: I’ve been listening a lot. And what I’ve discovered is that no one is listening.

Political discourse in America has in the last eight years been characterized by selective deafness; people listen only to what agrees with the opinion they have already formed. If they believe something, like that homo sapiens existed simultaneously with dinosaurs, facts become irrelevant in the face of passion. Factual evidence of statements made about the same issue become completely meaningless (check this video from The Daily Show starting at about 03:10 for a particularly relevant example of this behavior from Vice President Cheney). And it used to be that this selective deafness was a quality expressed mostly by extreme conservatives, by the Rush Limbaughs and the Sean Hannitys of the world. Sadly, this is no longer the case.

Whether it was in response to the heat generated by Charlotte Allen’s article “We Scream, We Swoon. How Dumb Can We Get?” about women voters swooning over Barack Obama or whether it was in response to genuine concerns about the charges that not only is sexism being ignored as an issue in the presidential campaign but that, indeed, it is being reenforced by the campaign coverage itself, The Washington Post ran an article about women, race, and voting last Monday. Naturally it ran in the Style section (aka: the women’s page). It was this article that convinced me that true political discussion, the kind that involves the actual exchange of ideas rather than people with already fixed opinions simply shouting at each other, is well and truly dead.

DeNeen L. Brown writes in her article “A Vote of Allegiance? In the Obama-Clinton Battle, Race & Gender Pose Two Great Divides for Black Women” copiously about the clash between sex and race. But two quotes stood out to me as reflecting the subtle hypocrisy at work that, when pointed out, is completely ignored. Consider these two quotes:

Black women say the pangs they feel in this debate of the competing isms have been sharpened as the campaign rhetoric has intensified.

“White feminists reduce everything to their cultural experience,” says Arica Coleman, 46, a professor of black American studies at the University of Delaware. “We had a different battle. We are fighting a war on two fronts, being both female and being black. I know when I walk into any office or anywhere, people see my skin color first and automatically make assumptions.”

“I wish people would stick to the issues, and the ultra-feminists would stop crying wolf because their girl is not winning,” Coleman says. “Obama is not crying racism.”

I had to read this multiple times at different points in the week to make sure that I wasn’t jerking my knee again, to make sure that I wasn’t reacting emotionally instead of with reason.

Why yes, white feminists do reduce everything to their cultural experience. So do black women, white men, conservatives, Muslims, Asian men, poor people, rich people, Catholics, and everybody else. It’s called point of view and each person carries their own unique perspective on any event. It is why eye witnesses are notoriously unreliable.

But let’s analyze the rest of Professor Coleman’s quote, shall we?

“I wish people would stick to the issues, and the ultra-feminists would stop crying wolf because their girl is not winning,” Coleman says.

“I wish people would stick to the issues…” implies that charges by feminists that press coverage of Hillary Clinton has been sexist or that sexism is a valid complaint about American culture are not part of “the issues.” The issues, of course, being defined as what concerns Ms. Coleman, that is, race.

Now for the second part: “…and the ultra-feminists would stop crying wolf because their girl is not winning,’ Coleman says.” Crying wolf, again, diminishes sexism as a valid complaint about American society while the use of the word “girl” diminishes women regardless of their color on the national stage.

Think I’m wrong? Come with me to a world where Barack Obama doesn’t lead in the delegate count. Come to with me to that world and you tell me just what the reaction would be if a white, male professor of history had made the comment that Obama’s supporters should stop talking about racism because “their boy is not winning” and tell me you don’t see a shit storm of epic proportions.

If that same hypothetical professor said that those supporters should stop talking about racism because “their guy isn’t winning” there would be no racial undertone to his statement. Sexism, then, is coded into the very language with which we have available to talk about women yet you have to reach hard to say the same about racism. After all, in age parity “boy” and “girl” are the same yet there is no easy linguistic equivalent for “guy.”

Of course, the qualifier of “ultra” in front of feminists makes me want to look Professor Coleman up and ask her if in her world there are degrees of feminism; is feminism like gasoline, subject to varying octanes and degrees of righteousness? But I digress…

Brown goes on quote Robin Morgan, a white, feminist author and founder of the Women’s Media Center:

“Anything that can be interpreted as racist in the campaign is leapt upon and should be,” Morgan says. “Stuff that is blatantly sexist is not leapt upon. It’s often ignored, trivialized and laughed away.”

Only now has it been highlighted after “women said, ‘Excuse me!’ ” Morgan says the attacks on Clinton have ranged from trivialization to outright venom. “The Hillary Clinton nutcracker doll being sold in airports. They would not dare do that with a Stepin Fetchit doll in the image of Senator Obama. And they shouldn’t do that and there would be national outrage, and there should be national outrage.”

DeNeen Brown goes on to include these tidbits:

“Shirley Chisholm and I had long conversations about whether sexism or racism is a bigger barrier,” says [Mary Frances] Berry, former chairwoman of the U.S. Commission on Civil Rights. “She said to me when she was running for president she found out how much sexism was a barrier. The reaction of men to the fact she was going to run for president almost floored her. Other black politicians couldn’t understand why she thought she could run for president. That campaign didn’t go anywhere.”

But Berry says it’s dangerous to raise questions pitting sexism against racism. “I think anytime people who have been in subordinated groups start debating about whose discrimination is the worst is a problem,” she says. “What they should do is reconcile the differences. Everybody has had something happen in their history. That’s why it’s called subordination.”

There is no way I am going to sit here and defends feminism or the feminist movement in America. True, feminism helped women make many gains in the workplace, the classroom, and in society in general but on balance feminism in America has been both a failure to women and a failure as a uniting movement.

By concentrating on abortion rights above all else feminism ignored the fundamental principle that money equals power. Thirty-eight years after the Second Congress to Unite Women wage disparity is exactly the same with women making 25% (or even less depending upon the woman’s race) than a comparably educated comparably experienced man makes in the same job.

As a uniting movement feminism failed first by literally throwing lesbians out of the movement in 1969 with the exclusion of the Daughters of Bilitis from the Second Congress and then by alienating women of color ignoring that racism and classism and sexism are inextricably bound together in American society. It was true in 1970 and it’s true now that if you’re brown and female in America your chances of being poor are extremely high.

Yes, I took the wrong approach to looking at Barack Obama’s speech. Perhaps he isn’t crying racism and I’m overly sensitive, but anyone with a working brain can not deny that he isn’t addressing the whole picture. Maybe as a man he’s reducing everything to his cultural experience and in his cultural experience sexism isn’t an issue. But if he’s doing that, if he’s ignoring sexism because it’s not part of his cultural experience how is that any more acceptable than white feminists ignoring racism by reducing everything to their cultural experience? If it’s wrong for one group it must be wrong for another, right? Right? Or are there special rules for Sen. Obama because he’s (half)black?

And maybe Obama himself isn’t crying racism, but his supporters sure don’t sound like they’re open to his message of change and inclusion. And if the people supporting the candidate who supposedly stands for unity can’t admit that anything but exactly what they think is a valid perspective what is the point of even trying to have a discussion?

So, yes, thank George W. Bush for the coup de grace in the death of cogent political discourse in America: Democrats are now acting exactly like neo-conservative Republicans.

Build your own pop star

I’m unreasonably fascinated by Britney Spears. It’s not because she’s especially comely, indeed her very plainness makes her beautiful to society and truthfully not very interesting to (I suspect) many of the rest of us. Nor is it because her train wreck of a life is anything new or, at this stage of the tabloid media frenzy one-up-manship game, especially shocking (after all, you’ve seen one 20-something tabloid darling’s completely bare pubes underneath a mini-skirt (SFW) you’ve pretty much seen them all) No, I’m fascinated by Britney because she is totally, utterly constructed. And nothing proves that more than her new album Blackout.

Entertainment Weekly says,

Still, there is something delightfully escapist about Blackout, a perfectly serviceable dance album abundant in the kind of bouncy electro elements that buttressed her hottest hits (”I’m a Slave 4 U,” ”Toxic”). Say what you will about Spears’ personal life, but there’s no denying that the girl knows how to have a good time.

Newsday writes,

The new Britney Spears album “Blackout” (Jive) is terrible. But how could it not be?

After all, music was never really the strongest part of the Britney Spears package in the first place. She was more about, well, packaging – the look, the videos, the personal life, everything that surrounded the music.

J. Freedom du Lac, who has possibly the most pretentious name of any music critic I’ve ever read, wrote this in The Washington Post

Britney isn’t really Britney on “Blackout” — her voice has been digitally distorted to the point that she sounds like a cooing cyborg.

Spears sounds like an extra on her new CD, with a digitally altered voice and no songwriting credits. (Jive Records — Sony)

She also sounds like a supporting player on her own comeback album. With studio software manipulating her voice and stripping it of any real human characteristics, it becomes a somewhat faceless digital instrument for “Blackout’s” sprawling team of producers to sprinkle between the album’s pounding programmed drums, squiggly bass lines, synth stabs and such. Were “More Vocoder!” T-shirts being passed out in the studio or something? The end result is (mostly) state-of-the-art dance-pop in which the singer is secondary. This is fine if you’re a random Euro-pop singer; not so much if you’re Britney Spears and you’re attempting to resurrect your brand.

Spears mostly sat out the songwriting process after becoming increasingly engaged in that element over the course of her two previous albums. Nobody will ever confuse her with Carole King, but one would think that Spears might have some thoughts of her own about K-Fed or her life in the boiling water of the celebrity fishbowl. And yet, her name is nowhere to be found on the writing credits for the “Blackout” songs that address those topics as she instead relies on others to get in touch with her innermost feelings.

And even though his pretentious name bothers me, Mr. du Lac’s review got me to realize that there was another category of album beyond the “Yeah, I’ll shell out money for the CD” and “I wouldn’t be caught dead with that in my music collection.” There is: I’ll see if I can get it off a torrent.

The video for “Gimme More,” the first single from Blackout, sets up and interesting visual dichotomy that both reenforces and totally subverts dominant cultural expectations about women’s appearances. It has long been said that “blondes have more fun” which is utterly subverted in the Gimme More video. Indeed, blonde Britney is portrayed as the pure one, the one simply viewing the spectacle where as brunette Britney is the temptress, the naughty, pole-dancing hussy in hot pants and fishnets, a veritable parody of herself as she burst on to the screen and evolved. (Check out Rolling Stone’s video history for a complete look)

What’s more interesting than her videos, though, is an assertion in Rolling Stone that Britney isn’t “…a puppet, a grinning blonde without a cool thought in her head, a teasing coquette clueless to her own sexual power — none of this would have happened. She is not book-smart, granted. But she is intelligent enough to understand what the world wanted of her: that she was created as a virgin to be deflowered before us, for our amusement and titillation. She is not ashamed of her new persona — she wants us to know what we did to her.”

But did we really do anything to Britney? How much arrogance is involved in the idea that you can have fame, and the fortune that comes with it, without paying a price?

For the rest of us in the real world, the world that doesn’t involve black AmEx cards and checking into the Four Seasons when you have a perfectly good house not 10 miles away, there’s this thing called work. And it’s not called work because it’s a laugh a minute. No, it’s called work because it’s often tedious, sometimes onerous, and always sucks up about 20% of your life. We work to get money so we can afford things like the house and the water and the food and the occasional vacation to forget about work.

True, if “we” didn’t buy the tabloids then the photography scrum wouldn’t have any reason to block traffic, shoot off all those flashes (which I think are the reason why most celebs are so weird; they’re all constantly having the epileptic fit from all the camera flashes), and do all the other insane, stupid stuff they do to get the pictures they sell.

On the other hand, since I know for a fact that the key to messaging is repetition, don’t those same celebs benefit from all this exposure?

So isn’t part of the work of being a celebrity having your every move analyzed and pondered? Having people talk about your crazy religion, or your any other damn thing (see TMZ.com but I refuse to link to it)?

I guess if you don’t like your job and you’re a celebrity maybe you should do what the rest of us do: find another one.

You lost me at hello

So everyone thinks that Barack Obama made a fabulous nearly 40 minute speech about the state of race in America (watch it yourself below if, like me, you actually had to be at your desk at work 11am on a Monday).

Thing of it is…I couldn’t get more than three minutes into it. I couldn’t get past the point where he says:

Of course, the answer to the slavery question was already embedded in our Constitution. The Constitution that had at its very core the ideal of equal citizenship under the law. The Constitution that promised its people liberty and justice, and a union that could be and should be perfected over time. And yet words on a parchment would not be enough to deliver slaves from bondage, to provide men and women of every color and creed their full rights and obligations as citizens of the United States.

Living as a I do in a city that is so racially divided that it is impossible to bring up race without being called a racist (FYI: I think it is possible to have an adult dialogue about race without being racist), I’m accutely interested in how the whole racism vs. sexism dynamic is playing out on the public stage.

In DC when we have a conflict between residents and church goers who come from outside the city, park illegally, and keep residents from getting to their cars the issue becomes not about the rights of people who pay taxes to access the streets but about race simply because the congregants are black and the complaining residents are white.

Consider carefully for a minute Geraldine Ferraro’s words, her actual quote rather than the media spun interpretation, about Obama:

“I think what America feels about a woman becoming president takes a very secondary place to Obama’s campaign – to a kind of campaign that it would be hard for anyone to run against,” she said. “For one thing, you have the press, which has been uniquely hard on her. It’s been a very sexist media. Some just don’t like her. The others have gotten caught up in the Obama campaign.

“If Obama was a white man, he would not be in this position,” she continued. “And if he was a woman (of any color) he would not be in this position. He happens to be very lucky to be who he is. And the country is caught up in the concept.”

(Read the whole interview if you like)

Here’s the thing, when you remove the knee-jerk cries of racism she’s not entirely wrong.

Let’s admit that on a policy level Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, and John Edwards were basically all the same politician. The differences in their health care plans, their stances on gay and lesbian marriage rights, on social security, and on the war are miniscule at best.

While I would argue that Ferraro goes too far in attributing all of Obama’s success to his race – he is, after all a U.S. Senator (for whatever that’s worth), a lawyer, and a former State Legislator in addition to being a very good public speaker – it’s specious to say that his race has not played a role in both his novelty on the public stage and in the way he has been marketed to voters. Take away Obama’s mixed race status, consider him as a white man, and then tell me what the material difference is between him and John Edwards. Both good speakers, both holding very similar policy positions, yet, one is the same type of face we have been seeing for decades on the political scene and one is novel, something voters haven’t had the chance to seriously experience before. Yes, race is a factor. Ferraro’s slight exaggeration aside, what is wrong with pointing out the obvious?

Perhaps it’s a judgement call as to whether or not coverage of Hillary Clinton’s campaign has been sexist. I don’t remember anyone writing about Obama’s laugh or making a nut cracker out of John Edwards (find that one yourself, it’s a simple Google search).

Basically, this boils down to an arguement about which is worse, racism or sexism. As a white woman it’s natural for me to think that sexism is worse but the reality of the power hierarchy in an America that only takes into account black and white looks something like this:

Whites oppress Blacks.

Yes, historically, white women have had more privileges in society than black men in many ways, access to facilities, ability to move about without being challenged. Except, even as I type that I know it’s not true, for women of every color are consistently hassled by men, subject to verbal and physical assults simply because of the fact that they are female.

Whites have historically had more advantages than blacks, yet women have been subject to harassment by men of both colors.

So in reality the power dynamic looks something like this:

  • White men oppress everyone.
  • White women, by virtue of their race, have access to more privileges than black men yet they are still subject to harassment from both white men and black men.
  • Black men, by virtue of their sex, have access to more privileges than black women, whom they also have the ability to harass.
  • Black women, in turn, get the short end of both the sex and race sticks.

So you tell me what’s worse, racism or sexism. Yeah, I thought so.

For Those About To Rock (We Salute You)

Somewhere in the third act of Oliver Stone’s The Doors Jim Morrison (Val Kilmer) asks the question “what is wrong with being a large mammal?” By this point in the narrative it’s March 1969 and Morrison is well into the drug abuse/alcoholism/rampant self-indulgence phase of his career. One of his handlers makes the trenchant observation that “rock is cock.” And now that I’ve joined the ranks of those who pay for radio, in my case XM, and I have access to hard rock playlists again I’m increasingly wondering why that has to be true.

I’ve been a headbanger most of my life, including that crucial period in the late-1980s when MTV’s unflinching, objectifying eye provided me with enough half-dressed, oversexualized portrayals of women to get me comfortable with the male perspective. While MTV and the largely white and, Lita Ford and Heart aside, male dominated world of metal/hard rock, gave me as a young lesbian in a culturally conservative environment a safe outlet through which I could look at and desire women, I find that two decades later no matter how much the music has changed, and it has changed enough to notice, the atmosphere in which that music is served has gotten even more misogynist and objectifying to the point where I’d call it degrading.

Nearly two years of slowly exploring the current hard rock environment has revealed a soundscape that is markedly different from the spandex and eyeliner fueled world of Headbanger’s Ball. True, there are the requisite number of songs about sex and drugs, but there’s another strain that runs through hard rock these days. Songs that deal with frustration, with existential angst, with the noise that modern life can create inside your head are a far cry from the party, party, party world of Motley Crue, Winger, and Def Leppard. While all of these songs feature the heavy bass, aggressive percussion, throaty vocals, and fuzzy guitars common to all hard rock, what they don’t have is that female presence that is prerequisite to misogyny. Yet, the DJs that play this music insist on injecting that snarky frat-boy mentality into their broadcasts. What else can you call it when a band gets introduced as “soon to be signing your sister’s tits?”

What I question is not why this music is delivered in this environment; indeed, the answer to any why question about a cultural trend is “because someone thinks there is money to be made from doing it that way.” More, what I question is why women put up with this shit?

In discussions with my uncle, rest his shocking, smart soul, about culture we would inevitably come around to the women are 51% of the population shoal, the sticking point for me about why women don’t wield more cultural power. Depending upon how much wine we’d both had he’d point out, quite rightly, that while women may hold a small edge in total population we control 100% of the p*ssy. So why is it that women tolerate this treatment? Yeah, it’s nice to be appreciated it but culturally we’ve reached a point where the appreciation isn’t even vaguely real; hell, it the veneer on it isn’t even dry enough to pass the smear test.

It just astonishes me in an era of ever-dwindling music dollar, you’d think that the music industry, that includes broadcasters, would be doing everything they can to court every possible dollar. Instead, hard rock seems committed to a broadcast model, something that greatly influences sales because after all if I can’t hear it, like it, and decide I want it I can’t frakking buy it (after all, it’s not like seeing a cute “top” from the aisle in the mall and stepping into the store), that alienates a potentially huge shopper base.

I guess I’ll just have to keep sending the boys at Squizz rude e-mails when their insecure, frat-boy crap intrudes on the listening experience.

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