Monthly Archives: May 2011

Confessions

I’ve a confession to make: I am a bigot. Here are just some of the ways in which I am bigoted.
I’m a racist. The latest example of my racism is from this morning. I caught a snippet of news on Sky about the shooting in Milton Keynes and the first thought in my head was “I wonder what colour the victim and perpetrator were.” In my head, that information would have put the shooting into one of a number of available pigeon holes.
I also have the tendency to assume that all Muslims are homophobes, and that Muslim men with beards are extremists.
Sometimes I think very Tory thoughts (and yes, I’m bigoted about Tories too) about the disabled – especially when I meet disabled people I work with. Then I think “Why can’t all people who have this particular disability also work?”
I am incredibly bigoted about class and especially education. I find it difficult to engage with people who do not come from the same privileged background as me.
Religion is another one of those things I’m bigoted about. In my head religious people are all alike, and that generally means all like the most exasperating examples of religious people I’ve come across (think the rapture people).
And these are just the bigoted thoughts I catch myself thinking. There are probably countless other small things I think and do in my life that reflect prejudice and stereotypes living in my head.
Most of the time though, my brain does a double-take after that initial impulse and goes “What the fuck – that’s racist/sexist/etc.” And sometimes I’m lucky enough to meet someone who will gently challenge my prejudice – sometimes just by being the person they are, sometimes by calling me out on bullshit. Occasionally, I’m challenged quite rudely – and that’s great too.
I suspect deep down inside we all have our little bigotries. And I think it’s incredibly important that we recognise them, acknowledge them, and then try to do something about them. So, what’s your pet prejudice?

[Elsewhere] A law unto itself

You know that the judiciary is terrified of something related to technology when the Lord Chief Justice starts comparing it to the child pornography, as was the case late last week with the spreading of celebrity gossip on Twitter. Lord Judge was so unimpressed with Twitter users breaching a superinjunction that he called for technical measures similar to those designed to curb the distribution of child pornography to be put in place against the social networking site.
Read more at ORGZine.

Where is my bloody jetpack? (… in which I petulantly throw my toys out of the pram)

Reality check: We live in the 21st century. I can go to a shop and a robot will sell me a device that reads shiny disks and produces moving images. Right now, there are people in space. My handbag is home to about a grand’s worth of tech, including two or three relatively small devices which will let me communicate with anyone in the world as long as they too have one of those or a similar device. Over the last 50 years, while world population has doubled, world GDP per capita has risen from just under $500 to over $8000. For fuck’s sake, humanity has even managed to get its act together sufficiently to stop the ozone hole from expanding further and to hopefully start closing it soon! We as a species can be incredibly clever at times, so why are we so incredibly backward most of the time?
Imagine what we could do with the science, technology and resources at our disposal! We could feed the world. We could work out how to live sustainably on this planet. We might even be able to live in peace. Forget the jet packs – we might be able to learn to respect other human beings and our environment in general.
So why is it that a decade into the 21st century, on every single front we are having to fight people who want to drag us back into the 17th, or 18th or 19th century?
Case in point… intellectual property and copyright: Our current system of intellectual property and copyright dates back to the 17th century. It was, at the time, designed to encourage creativity – to ensure that creators get compensated for their work while others can still build on that work. Because let’s face it, no one in the history of humanity has ever sat in a dark room by themselves and invented anything from scratch. If Newton was standing on the shoulders of giants, where exactly do you think are we? Yet over the last few decades, the balance of copyright law has tipped further and further in one direction, to the point where we now can not only not build on our own culture, but the culture of the generation before us and the one before that is out of bounds. A select few people and corporations (very few of them actually directly involved in creating things) have done extremely well out of this arrangement. And now that technology has finally put an end to their monopoly – where previously distribution media were limiting and content could be made scarce we now have a situation of zero marginal cost and abundance – they are fighting kicking and screaming to restrict what the rest of us can do, to limit the technology and to reverse progress. Back to the 17th century it is.
Case in point… women in society: Hey, maybe I should be grateful that these days I’m recognised as a human being! And in all fairness, we as a society have made a lot of progress on the status of women. Women have the vote, and can work outside the home, trying to carve out some sort of financial independence for themselves, to contribute to society by more than just giving birth, trying to live autonomous, fulfilling lives. But women still get paid less than man for the same job, women are still attacked violently just because they are women, their contributions constantly dismissed and invalidated, their desire for self-determination constantly endangered. Last week an MP implied that children were responsible for preventing and ending abuse, and an MEP flat out said that women were to blame if they were raped. This week we hear that the sexual health and education of our children is going to be shaped by an organisation with a medieval view on sex. The best we can hope for from this government is to only regress back as far as the 1950s. “Honey, I’m home” and all that.
Why are these people so utterly terrified of the future? I don’t know what the future holds, but I can make some educated guesses on what we’re capable of and that gives me reason to hope. I don’t want to go back to the past: for a start it smelled. Why are these people keeping my jet pack from me?

Time to stand our ground

So far this week:

And the week isn’t even over yet. Is there something in the water in London, Paris and Brussels?
I’d had enough after Dorries, nevermind the other three. I have very little energy left to actually argue with these people. I will keep doing so, keep calling them out on it, but I want to do more.
Every time I write about violence against women – whether it’s to tell my own story or to challenge the monumental ignorance and cruelty displayed by people like Nadine Dorries and others – I get one response consistently: every single time, a few more women get in touch – privately or publicly – to share their own stories of sexual violence, rape, domestic abuse.
If you’ve been reading my blog over the last year or so, you’ll know the stats:

  • 45% of women suffer sexual assault, domestic violence or stalking.
  • One in four women is raped – that’s 200 every single day.
  • 21% of girls are sexually abused.
  • 2 women a week in England and Wales are killed by a partner or ex-partner.

The stats are clearly not enough. Somehow, our politicians and judges still seem to find it acceptable to trivialise this kind of violence and to blame the victims. We need to do more to help these people understand the extent of the issue and its impact on women and society in general.
So I have spent my weekend with two friends, working on a way to give women who have suffered this kind of violence a voice; a place to speak out safely about what happened to them, to tell their story, to make others aware and help them understand. As I am writing this, Gemma is sitting next to me, coding the alpha version of the site.
We will go public very soon, and we want your contribution. If you have a story to tell – safely, anonymously – then please get in touch with me. I know it’s an incredibly brave and difficult thing I am asking of you; but if we do not speak up, the victim-blaming and trivialisation, and ultimately the violence, will never stop. It’s time to stand our ground. Stand with me.

Open letter to Nadine Dorries

Dear Nadine Dorries,
I had an epiphany last year. After fifteen years of self-hate, guilt and shame, something in my brain finally switched and I realised that I was not to blame for what was done to me by an uncle when I was a teenager. Imagine for a moment fifteen years of living with the thought that something you did or didn’t do caused the horrific abuse you had to endure. Did you dress wrong? Did you say something wrong? Should you have said “no” more forcefully, perhaps slapped him or kicked him? What should you have done differently so that this person whom you had trusted almost like a parent for all your life up to that point didn’t commit this horrendous crime against you? You’ve read all the literature, you’ve been told to just say no, you were old enough to look after yourself, so why didn’t you?
Fifteen years. For the first five I didn’t tell anyone. When I eventually did speak up, the only expectation I had of people around me was to ask me why I had let it happen; to challenge me and tell me that clearly I didn’t find the right way of saying no, or else it wouldn’t have happened; to tell me I must have wanted it in some way, brought it on myself. Mercifully, my friends are better people than you.
To this day, the abuse I suffered is affecting my relationships – with my family, with my partner, with others. It left me damaged, with a view of human relationships and intimacy that is warped, unhealthy, hurtful to me and those around me. I still get flashbacks. Pianos, random gestures, words, the way someone approaches me – all of these can trigger them. Even last year, when I first considered telling my parents about this, I had to sit down and mentally go through all the possible ways in which they could react – and make my peace with the possibility that they might not believe me, might blame me. Mercifully, my parents are better people than you.
One in every six children is sexually abused. My heart aches for every single one of them – boy or girl – and for every woman or man who has been through this horror, and who had to read or hear your comments.

If young girls were taught abstinence, there would be less sex abuse.

Ultimately, even if we’ve been fortunate enough to have epiphanies, most of us still walk around with a tiny bit of our brain constantly telling us that it was all our fault. We have good days and bad days. Some of the worst are the days when our elected representatives stand up, point the finger and say, in as many words, “It was all your fault”; or, for the boys and men who have survived abuse, when said elected representatives refuse to even acknowledge your experience.
There is enough victim-blaming going on in our society, without prominent politicians such as yourself having to reinforce it. Victims of sexual violence and rape who speak out – from those who accuse people like Dominique Strauss-Kahn or Julian Assange, to those who speak out against abuses they suffered at the hands of Catholic priests, and those abused by family members, friends or strangers – are constantly questioned, smeared, intimidated. Most do not come forward, precisely because they fear this kind of treatment. You have just given your stamp of approval to this attitude.
Not only will your proposed abstinence education for girls not decrease child sexual abuse; your victim-blaming comments are likely to lead to less abuse being reported and stopped. More children will suffer in silence, wondering what they are doing wrong. More survivors will be traumatised by having that nagging suspicion that they are to blame confirmed by people in power who are supposed to act as role models and opinion leaders. Boys and adult male survivors in particular will continue to suffer because their experiences are not addressed, not even acknowledged.
You have done a lot of damage, Ms. Dorries. And yet it is not too late to remedy at least some of it. You should stand up and apologise for your comments, publicly, sincerely. You should make it clear that you do not believe that children are to blame for being abused, that you do not believe it is children’s responsibility to prevent or stop sexual abuse. You should make it clear that you believe that the only person at fault in a sexual attack – regardless of whether it’s against a child, an adult, a man or a woman – is the attacker, and that any measures to prevent or stop such attacks should be focused on perpetrators, not victims.
Only if our political and cultural elites – which you belong to, Ms. Dorries – present a united front against child sexual abuse will we have the slightest hope of tackling the issue. Your victim blaming is not helping, and those of us who have been victims, as well as those of us who care about the welfare of our children will thank you for not causing any further damage on this front.
Sincerely yours,
Milena Popova
You can contact Nadine Dorries at
dorriesn@parliament.uk
or
Nadine Dorries MP
House of Commons
London
SW1A 0AA