I write a column for Maximum Rocknroll. This is an upcoming column.
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It’s not like unjustified fear is anything new in US
political rhetoric, but this 2012 electoral cycle has really been a banner year
for the kind of ignorant and hateful commentary that is meant to keep large
swathes of the public – essentially, those of us who are not rich white cis men
– on the defensive, responding to said statements rather than defining the
terms of the debate for ourselves. We
spend our time and energy locked in circles, swallowing our own tails, feeling
defeated before we even begin.
Of course, that is not to say that pushing back against the
Todd Akins, Paul Ryans and Jim Greers of the world – the bigots who want to
retain their policymaking power at all costs – is not important. But it is only
half of the picture. There is organizing to do, there are projects to develop,
there are networks between community organizations to nurture, and somewhere in
there we need to take care of our own hearts.
I’m not the only one who is feeling completely drained at
this point in time; every conversation I have with a colleague or likeminded
friend who pays attention to politics seems to go this route: “Do you feel like
you just kind of can’t even with the world right now? Yeah, me too.” We turn
off our blogs, stop reading the news for a moment, step away from our
computers, stop having the same discussions over and over again because they
are so draining to have. Not only do we live in a culture in which police (or
those adopting police tactics, like George Zimmerman) claim that their murders
and beatings and sexual assaults were justified (and many people believe them),
not only do we live in a culture where rape victims are afraid to step forward
because of the way we fear we will be treated by the system based on past
precedent, not only do we live in a culture where unions are vilified for even
daring to challenge an employer on something like the provision of health care
for their employees, not only do we live in a culture where Black and Latin@
voter suppression is an obvious part of the right’s political strategy – but we
spend most of our energy trying to prove those things are even happening even
when they’re easily documentable, even to those within our own movements.
The feminist environments I grew up in, for instance, took
as a given that mainstream feminism as we knew it had been a movement in which
white cis women had been allowed to define the terms of rhetoric and spaces to
privilege their own voices and exclude those of women of color and trans women.
(There are any number of histories and personal memoirs that speak to these
experiences.) We looked at the segregated nature of ‘70s feminism and looked
forward to building a movement in which we would not replicate the mistakes of past
generations. This is not to say that the feminism of the late ‘80s and early
‘90s did not have many of those same issues, but it was an environment in which
those conversations flourished, in which we did not have to prove over and over
again to those who were supposed to be our fellows that something documentable (and
obviously wrong) was indeed happening. These days, I see those kinds of 101
conversations that are really a step backward happening everywhere all the
time, as mainstream feminist websites delete comments that merely question
where the voices and viewpoints of those who are not white cis women are.
We live in a political environment
where nuance is frowned upon (tl; dr), where the rise of Twitter as a news
source has condensed sound bites even further into hashtags. The news cycle is
absurdly quick these days – it’s been speeding up since the invention of the
newspaper, but these days it can be a matter of minutes. I think sometimes
that’s one of the reasons we have the same conversations over and over again so
many times – because the amount of information out there is so enormous, and
because the life cycle of the headline or the popular blog post is so short,
memory has to accommodate for both. Sloganeering becomes survival.
I’m not saying that the sky is
falling or trying to say that It Was Better Then – it was just different, and
we have new media to contend with - as
the music and publishing industries, both mainstream and DIY, struggle with
electronic media, so does politics. Since Atwater days in particular, the US
right wing has done a really phenomenal job of messaging, of introducing terms
into the debate that end up defining the debate, of keeping the left wing on
the ropes, attempting to make up the distance. This isn’t a new critique by any
means, but I see in this critique the source of my own personal exhaustion – it
hurts to be having the same conversations over and over again about rape, about
abortion, about police violence, about body autonomy, about economic justice.
These are the subjects close to my heart, close to my own survival and the
survival of people I love dearly, and when our survival is threatened in
rhetoric and policy proposal by those who have the power to make the policies
that will have very real impact in our lives, I start sending out SOS signals.
Being in a state of constant SOS, constant vigilance, being tensed to fight
every day, is beyond exhausting.
Fear motivates me too, in a way.
It is a very different fear than the unjustified fear and hatred that motivates
so many politicians. It is the constant fear that I live with that I will be
attacked in my own home, walking down the street in any neighborhood, just
because I exist – that amongst the members of my community there will be
someone who will hurt someone else I love and that that community, much as the
justice system at large, will not be supportive or understand. That is a fear that is wholly justified. As a
white cis woman, my fear of being erased by someone hateful just because I
exist is less than others, because there are not as many people who feel
threatened by my presence enough to strike out or kill as there are for, say,
someone like CeCe McDonald (you should read up on her case if you aren’t
familiar). The political environment constantly reminds me that not only my
existence and autonomy are constantly being challenged but that the existence
and autonomy of people I love dearly is constantly under attack. How do we hope
to fight back, when we have such a disadvantage?
We go back to the basics. We
organize, we talk, we have continued conversations where we listen to one
another seriously and offer true help and solidarity to one another – not the
kind of solidarity where you get what you came for and then you’re gone, not
the kind of solidarity that tramples some by capitalizing on the struggle of
others – we need the kind of solidarity where those of us who have more
resources offer without caveat those resources to others fighting against
systemic marginalization while still respecting the ability of those others to
organize themselves and build their own movement, the kind of solidarity that
does not have ego. We start defining the
terms of our political debate in-house ourselves, and then bring those terms to
the public sphere. We need to figure out how we are going to use new media to
our advantage without forgetting that some of us don’t have as much access to
technology as others. And we need to give ourselves time to rest, time to
breathe, time to be light. We need to study our history carefully as we look to
our organizing strategies for the future.