Showing posts with label social justice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label social justice. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Social Justice on the Interwebs

Apparently, I'm becoming one of those feminists who thinks the younger generation of up-and-coming feminists are really screwing the pooch.

Not because they want to dress too provocatively or do "girly" things that put them right back in traditional roles of subservience (though in the Pagan community, I still have to question the frequency with which females -- much more than males -- describe their relationships with gods in terms of bondage, slavery or servitude, and I'd really like to see an intelligent discussion of why this is, instead of a knee-jerk defensiveness that says, "If it's okay in BDSM among humans, it must therefore be completely healthy in a relationship with deity".... but I'm getting off my point, if only just).

I'm annoyed with them because they are so completely clueless about how to do effective social justice work. Nobody's educating them on the difference between heuristics that work in the context of a university classroom, and what works in the real world when you're actually having to engage with people who don't already agree with you and who might be very invested in and maybe even reliant on the current system that you're trying to challenge. On top of that, we have all these new tools now, through social networking and online media. As a culture, we're pretty terrible at using these tools for effective, respectful communication even on a normal basis to talk to friends, and we've been abysmal failures at using it for the more difficult work of social justice.

That's what had me going last night, talking to Jeff after dinner. The result when you take people who have no education or experience in what makes effective social justice work, and who haven't bothered to study or take seriously the successes of the people who came before them and figure out what works and what doesn't... and then those folks run wild on social media, where all of our vices get compounded and miscommunication is even harder to avoid and everybody is much more prone to projections and assumptions about others.... and it's no wonder that what you end up with is not social justice work at all, but LIBERAL BULLIES AND TROLLS.

Maybe I'm old-school. I obsessively studied the writings of Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr, both of whom sustained successful social justice campaigns in a large population for years and made substantial, lasting change for the better in their communities. Their techniques and insights are still being applied worldwide, and in other countries social media is even helping to enhance those techniques by effectively connecting people and helping them coordinate protests and sit-ins and other forms of nonviolent civil disobedience. You can see why these approaches are effective, and a recent survey of violent versus nonviolent revolutions showed that nonviolent ones were twice as likely to "stick" and make real, lasting change. Because violence provokes further violence.

And this is true online as well, where trolling and bullying behavior tends to escalate. This is basic social justice stuff, here. It quite literally doesn't matter what side you're on or what ideology you're trying to promote. If you do it through bullying and using physically or emotionally aggressive or abusive techniques, you will succeed in provoking further violence. And provoking further violence will almost always lead people to hunker down and invest further in the current system. Again, this is regardless of what your ideology is or what system you're trying to change. When people feel threatened, they cling to the familiar. Shouting at them won't change their minds, it only serves to polarize people, causing them to cling more deeply to whatever beliefs they already hold. And even if you are successful in overthrowing a system temporarily by force, the use of force on your part only serves to justify, in the minds of the people you have deposed, that you are a dangerous element who needs to be put down quickly and the previous order restored.

This is why people like Gandhi and King had two basic techniques that they always used, no matter what:

(a) In-person gatherings of nonviolent citizens participating in acts of civil disobedience by passively resisting unjust laws (which meant, very often, allowing themselves to be jailed for breaking those laws -- but not fighting back, resisting arrest or responding with violence, physical, verbal or emotional).

(b) Mutual respect. Gandhi was so well known for his adherence to the spiritual principle of mutual respect that he often ended up being friends with the police officers and prison guards who were supposed to be his oppressors. He refused to respond to their attempts to demean and dehumanize him by doing the same to them, and it worked. People who complain that of course Gandhi was able to work with the British to secure India's independence, because the British liked him so much, are totally missing the point that this was exactly the goal of the techniques Gandhi used -- a way of ensuring that nobody was the "enemy" and nobody "lost," but that a peaceful resolution could be reached that satisfied everyone.

I've used this technique myself, many times, during protests in college and afterwards. Even during times that had nothing to do with social justice but just involved people getting into fights and nearly coming to blows. More than once, I stepped between two people who were bigger and stronger than me, who had their fists clenched and were ready to starting punching, and I was able to de-escalate the situation using techniques of nonviolence and satyagraha.

But what nonviolent social justice work does not involve is mob-mentality harassment and bullying of individuals because we don't like something they did or said. And that's where I think younger feminists and social justice advocates online are really fucking up. Too often, what happens online is not mutual respect, it's not even "speaking truth to power." It's bitching about the powerful amongst ourselves, and then ganging up and harassing those whom we see as powerful out of some warped belief that people in power are not individuals (especially when they're online) but representatives of the systems that we disagree with.

In the real world, this kind of behavior has failed over and over again to accomplish any real, lasting change towards social justice. It's about as effective as a group of people drinking beer and riling each other up in the local pub before grabbing pitchforks and torches and marching off to mob the gates of the local rich man's castle. That is pretty much the definition of violent rebellion, rather than nonviolent revolution, and it violates both of the fundamental techniques that made Gandhi and King so successful.

The internet affords us so many opportunities to speak out and have our voices heard. Yes, there are still gatekeepers and large-scale aggregators who determine what gets promoted and what doesn't -- the irony is that most of those choices are being made behind-the-scenes by computer algorithms now, which tend to favor what is already popular, helping to reinforce the disparity between celebrity and non-celebrity and leaving some people feeling ignored or oppressed without really even being able to pinpoint why or who is doing the oppressing. Everybody is struggling to figure out how to effectively use this technology to both promote communication and community involvement and carve out safe, personal spaces online for themselves.

We have to stop thinking of online space as just one big empty public square where we have the right to go up to anyone in any medium and knock them around because we're angry at them for what they represent. I am not comfortable with online campaigns of harassment and bullying -- even in the name of liberal causes -- because we already know those techniques don't work. I am really against them when they're directed at individuals, but I think they can be problematic even when directed against corporations. Why? Because even a corporation's Facebook page or Twitter feed is maintained by somebody, an individual, and I will bet you any amount of money that the individual on the receiving end of harassing messages and emails is not directly responsible for the injustice that their company is perpetrating. Now, they might be a jerk anyway, they might really believe in what their company is doing and justify it.... but one thing's for sure: you don't know who they are, but you do know that their livelihood is dependent upon the company that you're attacking and barraging with hate-mail. Which means they are much more likely to respond by hunkering down and defending the company all the more resolutely in the face of violence. Which means you just lost a potential ally.

Gandhi and King understood that every place of interface between the oppressive system and the people being oppressed was an opportunity to make an ally. The police officers who beat you and imprisoned you could be won over through mutual respect even in the face of brutality -- and now you have an ally and you're making headway. The individual waitresses who serve the coffee at the whites-only café might not have a horse in the segregation race -- so you sit there breaking the law by not being white, but you treat them with respect and understanding, and now you have an ally. Now the people who have feet on the ground, who are actually the people most directly involved in enacting and enforcing the injustices, can see that you're actually not the enemy, you're a good person trying to do the right thing, just like they are. Winning over the people on the frontlines of an oppressive system is the first step to dismantling that system. This works, and we know it works.

What doesn't work is sending anonymous or pseudonymous hate-mail to figureheads. What doesn't work is showing up at someone's house to throw rocks through their windows -- even if those rocks have "social justice" and "peace" written on them. And when you organize an online campaign to bombard an individual with hate-mail or spam their Facebook walls or Twitter feeds with trollish rants... you are effectively throwing rocks through that person's window. And they have every right to make their profile private and/or block you. Just like they would have the right to call the police because you're throwing rocks at their house, even if you were doing it "for a good cause."

Civil disobedience is about breaking the laws that matter, not breaking whatever laws you feel like because your anger has overruled your better judgement. Don't break laws -- or basic guidelines of respectful engagement -- just because you're angry and want to hurt someone, break them because the laws themselves are unjust. And respect the consequences of breaking laws or violating civil rules of social engagement when you do it. Don't turn around and whine about how unfair it is that everyone doesn't have the right to go around throwing rocks at whomever they want. Do you really want to live in a world where everybody feels justified throwing rocks at each other whenever they get angry? Is that the precedent you want to set, knowing full well that there are people out there with way bigger rocks than you?

I'm not the only one who feels this way. Maybe we can start having a conversation about how to engage in effective social justice work online at some point. I'm trying to be patient.


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ETA: I think maybe one of the key insights here is that, as feminists have long pointed out, "the personal is the political." And so, as a corollary, you can't expect to make the world a better place unless you yourself become a better person. If you allow your desire to remake the world to become an end that justifies harmful or violent means... you're no better than the people you're trying to fight. ("And what do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul?")

Monday, January 28, 2013

Spoons

Jeff and I started our Imbolc detox diet yesterday, which is just my luck since I was awake at 3 AM last night and couldn't fall back asleep for several hours. (Got some more Sherlock Holmes reading done, though.) Normally on a day following that, I'd rely heavily on something with caffeine in it... but I guess now I'm going to have to make due with watered-down green tea.

Can I just say... I really dislike when people talk about not having "spoons." The phrase originally came from an essay in which a woman was explaining to her friend (while they were having lunch together in a diner) what it was like to have Lupus, and she used the limited number of spoons on the table as a metaphor for how she had to manage her very limited energy resources just to get through a normal day. In the context of that story, it was a really good illustration of how hard it is to live with a largely "invisible" disease.

But most of the time when I see people using it, they just mean they're tired. Having to manage your time and energy is just something you have to do, no matter who you are. We all have to choose our priorities, and we all have to decide where our boundaries are and how long we're going to stay in a difficult, challenging or confrontational situation before we need to step back and regroup in our own space. This might be especially true for introverts, and I think it's really true for the time we spend online, since we can feel like we're alone even when we're interacting with people. So yeah, you can get tired, or realize you have other shit you need to do. You can even get blindsided by an emotionally-charged conversation in which you end up getting attacked for events that happened (and even some things that didn't happen) nearly two years ago and which, as far as you remember, were resolved pretty amicably at the time but now you find out someone has been nursing anger about it for years. But guess what? You still don't have Lupus.

I don't like how eager some people are to identify themselves as victims. This is one reason why I was never comfortable with calling myself a "witch," because I don't resonate with the archetype of the persecuted, misunderstood harlot-or-hag living on the edge of the village. I can show solidarity with people who are marginalized and work for social justice and inclusivity and equality... but I don't need to place myself in the position of being a victim. I feel like it's dishonest to identify as someone who is persecuted when I'm actually very privileged in many ways (and I felt that way back when I was working the night shift as a waitress in a shitty diner and living below the poverty line.... so yeah, if I'd ever had legitimate cause to identify with the marginalized it would have been then). And I don't feel comfortable using language that suggests my introvertedness or my need to manage my time and energy effectively is the same thing as having a debilitating disease. It'd be like me getting a bad head cold and saying, "Gosh, I feel like I have AIDS." Nope.

But I could even understand if it's just become easy shorthand for talking about time and energy management. What really bothers me is when it becomes an excuse to avoid dealing with the consequences of your actions. The original story is all about the careful planning that is demanded by having something like Lupus, how you can't take anything for granted but have to constantly think ahead about how you choices right now are going to affect your energy levels later on, and you have to make trade-offs that are worth making instead of squandering your energy and time on things that aren't really important.

But what I see happening sometimes instead is that someone will provoke a confrontation, and then use a "lack of spoons" as an excuse to disengage, to shut down conversation if anyone disagrees with them or challenges them. They'll flounce in, drop a drama-bomb and then play the victim if anybody dares to question that kind of behavior. They'll refuse to engage with anyone asking for something more substantial than their angrily defiant declaration that "I HAVE FEELS and it's your fault!"

You're out of spoons? Really? You certainly seemed to have plenty when you wrote that diatribe riddled with accusations and personal attacks.

Maybe you would have more spoons if you stopped chucking them at people like ninja throwing stars.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Consumerism, Social Media and Loneliness

Full disclosure: I am feeling immensely curmudgeony today. In fact, I've been feeling that way for the past several days (as is probably evident from my last post — in which I spoke too soon, several folks on TC ended up sharing some intriguing ideas and information regarding virginity in ancient Greece, so I was a bit premature in bitching about the canned responses... persistent questioning in this case paid off).

One reason for the crankiness is lack of sleep — a nightmare last night had me awake at 2 AM and I didn't fall back asleep until 4 AM, after Jeff had gotten up and headed to the airport. The nightmare involved a group of young people (three, I think, two girls and one boy) who along with some sort of teacher had staged a massacre — they initially set up a scenario where one of the girls was supposedly mauled by a savage, rabid dog and came stumbling out into the view of the crowd dripping with blood, her flesh town, and the two others were somehow also in on it, setting loose the dog and encouraging it to "sick" on anyone who attempted to run (which everyone did), resulting in a mass of chaos as people ran screaming, trampling each other, and others had weapons, knives, etc. so that the dream descended into a jumble of nightmarish images of people with their eyes gouged out and their limbs torn ragged, etc. I didn't wake up afraid, but more just didn't want to close my eyes and be subjected to the violent images again, so I worked at some light-breathing and meditative exercises (including drawing Brigid's mantle about me) while lying in bed. I did eventually fall back asleep after Jeff had left, at which point I had some sort of dream about Abed (from the TV show Community) being abandoned by his friends now that Troy was dating Britta and all his fears about loneliness and being metaphorically "stuffed in a locker" coming true after all — again, not a fearful dream, but this time a very sad one.

I'm feeling out of sorts and disconnected from people. Earlier, before the nightmare started (which was actually a dream within a dream), I was dreaming of being back at my parents' house, hanging out with my brother and Arthur. I realized how much I miss Arthur, and other aspects of living in Pittsburgh (though Arthur isn't even in Pittsburgh anymore) and how I'm still not feeling very well settled out here in Seattle. On Saturday, a cool gray day after Friday's hot and sunny weather, Jeff and I spent an incredibly lazy day hanging out; the people across the street were noisy and jubilant from early in the morning and Jeff said he heard one of them say something about it being "the day of the wedding"... which led to a bout of crying for me, remembering our wedding and how it felt very much like just one more stressful day in a string of stressful days and how hurt I'd been (still am) that none of my family had seemed as excited and happy for me that day as these people across the street sounded (and how the people who'd been nicest to Jeff and me on our wedding and honeymoon were always strangers giving us spontaneous hugs and congratulations). Jeff pointed out that, at least in his family, there has never been a wedding or baby shower that lived up to the ideal of being a truly celebratory experience — that there was always some conflict or controversy or family drama going on, always a certain extent to which people were just faking their excitement and sincerity. So Jeff spent some time with me remembering all of the beautiful things about our wedding and honeymoon, and when was the first time he felt like we were "really married" (the massage we got at the spa in Santa Fe).

Weirdly enough, though I felt wiped out and deeply sad, there was also a lightness, too, a sense of relief. Every year around Lughnasad it seems I get burnt out, and then comes a day when there's a shift in the air, a different energy, and you can taste autumn for the first time. That was what Saturday felt like, and I felt like I could completely relax, curled up on the sofa with the light falling through the low, misty clouds onto our skin so that it looked illuminated, iridescent.

Sunday we spent out in the woods again, hiking around Tiger Mountain (not up to the summit this time, but along some other trails that led to some boulders that form ancient caves on the mountainside). I found myself stressing a bit about our upcoming naturalist training and feeling that I hadn't done as much studying and research as I would have liked since the end of our spring training. I get into these obsessive thought patterns that just wear me out.

This morning, after the lack of sleep, I just find myself annoyed at how idiotic things seem to be and how much I wish I could just step aside from all of it. The latest controversy in the Pagan community is now whether or not it's discriminatory for online services like eBay and Etsy to discontinue the sale of "intangible" services like blessings and prayers, or to restrict the kinds of medical claims sellers are allowed to make for their products. I hate the fact that my community has such a persecution complex that, instead of seeing this as an opportunity to hold fellow community members accountable to a higher standard of honesty and integrity, they want to complain about discrimination. Is the Pagan community so full of snakeoil salesmen?

It especially bothers me in light of the prevalence among Pagans to complain about Christianity as some sort of homogeneous brainwashing that converted the world through intimidation and force all those centuries ago.... Today, consumerism and capitalism function in just the same way, making promises of a better, easier life if you just buy into the system, enforcing that economic model at the point of a gun and securing its interests all over the world through the use of military force. The result: the exploitation of the most vulnerable and disenfranchised in our society, people who are impoverished and marginalized, and the destruction of our environment. If Pagans as a community could muster even a fraction of the self-righteous anger about capitalist consumerism and the problems it perpetuates right here and now as they do over past wrongs (that are often exaggerated or completely imaginary — "never again the Burning Times")..... But no. Instead, they buy into the system completely, they worship gods with explicit connections to the exploitation of land and people in the name of the "freedom" of the market (Columbia, anyone?) and they get all worked up when their ability to sell superstition to the highest bidder is called into question by businesses that do not want to be associated with hucksters and frauds. They invent reasons to feel victimized and persecuted, instead of rising to the challenge of turning a critical eye on the roll that selling spells and blessings plays in their own community. If these restrictions seem to unfairly impinge on Pagans more than those of other religions, maybe we should ask ourselves why our religion is so much more deeply entrenched in capitalism and money-making than these others? Why Pagans are more willing to spend $30 on a love spell than donate $15 to protect the environment against exploitation and destruction? This is not social justice — this is the whining of pampered, privileged white kids who want to be able to profit from selling products branded with dubious "magical" claims without any expectation of accountability or integrity. Maybe I'm just becoming cranky in my old age, but I lean more and more towards the belief that the selling of religious services in general is deeply problematic. (And yeah, I do still fault Bonewits' theology of polytheism to a certain extent, for building capitalist assumptions right into the foundation of what so many folks in the U.S. think of as "hard polytheism.")