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Still here. Still thinking.
There's still a lot of posting going on, around the fandom blogosphere, on racism and the recent unbecoming actions of profic authors and their fans/friends/supporters.
rydra_wong, lovely and hardworking person, is continuing to post comprehensive roundups a couple of times a day.
I'm reading, and thinking about it, and talking things over with a couple of friends outside the public circle of LJ. I think that's about all I can manage right now.
One post I wanted to link to, though, is this one by
ciderpress. For all of it, but especially for this:
This. Yes.
Right now I'm balancing my anxiety about being silent (and leaving the burden on others to argue, comfort, debate, cajole and explain) with my anxiety of trying to turn the internet into my Personal Arguing Machine (TM Warren Ellis) and engaging in debate for all the wrong reasons -- as well as balancing that with the need to disengage and take a breath and think about other things for a while.
I want to help, but I don't want to hurt under the guise of helping; that's worse than just staying out of it.
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I'm reading, and thinking about it, and talking things over with a couple of friends outside the public circle of LJ. I think that's about all I can manage right now.
One post I wanted to link to, though, is this one by
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However, in the intense and almost singular focus on clueless white people in this discussion and the often repeated statement that this was an opportunity to dialogue, that there is solace in the fact that it has been worth all the pain and difficulty, that they are somehow *glad*, the underlying assumption is that:
* PoCs have emotional/intellectual catharsis after such discussions.
* PoC's pain being part of an educational moment for clueless white people is worth it to PoCs because it's worth it to white people.
* Anti-racism matters the same amount, in the same way to clueless white people, allies and PoC.
My own personal answer is, frankly no, I haven't felt any kind of catharsis. I'm pretty sure that the sacrifice of my dignity and watching other PoC being denigrated without any remorse isn't worth it so please stop talking for me and be more precise in your speech and own that you didn't really think about whether my pain and humiliation is worth your enlightening moment. And I can't walk away after a discussion and it's not about having a choice (even a forced one) about writing or not writing characters that are in my head. When we talk about race, we are often talking about our lives, it's deeply personal, it's how we related to the world, to people, to media, to everything.
This. Yes.
Right now I'm balancing my anxiety about being silent (and leaving the burden on others to argue, comfort, debate, cajole and explain) with my anxiety of trying to turn the internet into my Personal Arguing Machine (TM Warren Ellis) and engaging in debate for all the wrong reasons -- as well as balancing that with the need to disengage and take a breath and think about other things for a while.
I want to help, but I don't want to hurt under the guise of helping; that's worse than just staying out of it.
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ciderpress blows my mind, always
It is often better and more productive to step back, breathe, and take time to think through things than to try to participate while your head is exploding, which just gets messy. Exploding allies help no-one.
If I don't post or contribute right now this very second, I'm not going to wake up tomorrow and find that all discussion of race in fandom and sf/f is suddenly over and I missed my chance. It's not going to be over for a long damn while, and thus it makes sense to pace yourself for the long haul.
The debate will probably not collapse for lack of my Very Important Thoughts About What I As A White Woman Think About This (I find this comforting, as well as surprisingly hard to remember).
Listening never hurts. Yes, there's the danger of only listening and using it as an excuse to avoid putting yourself on the line, but I don't think you're in danger of that right now (you argued with Shetterly; I'm pretty sure you get hazard pay for that ...).
You can always link and point at other people saying smart things (one of the many reasons I linkspam so compulsively).
Oh, and boggling at the SPARKLY UNICORN ORGASM TWILIGHT WANK will help cleanse and refresh your brain.
(I already successfully inflicted it on
Re: ciderpress blows my mind, always
Hee. Yes. Good advice, all of it, but especially this; it's something that I try to be particularly mindful of in these debates. And thank you again for your link roundups.
Am avoiding Sparkly Unicorn wank for the sake of my poor brain. *g*
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Also, I feel guilty to an extent for my ability to pass. As a bisexual woman I don't fit the societally defined norm, and I could potentially be discriminated against, and I feel as though I'm letting myself down if I don't step in when that discrimination happens around me, whether it's directed at someone or whether it's a hateful speech pattern that's not harmfully meant. I didn't choose to be bi but I can choose whether or not to hide it; although it's not something I always talk about - because who I sleep with is no one's business, and I'm more likely to complain of the lack at present anyway - it's never something I will lie about, nor conceal by careful talking around it. Other people don't get the choice about whether or not to hide what they are discriminated against in the name of, whether that's skin colour or disability or whatever. Being outspoken about these things is as much an act of acceptance of my own bisexuality - which didn't come easy, but came easier for me than a hell of a lot of other people, since my mother came around to the idea eventually :D - as it is an act on behalf of other people. So it's really quite selfish in part, but thank you very much for calling it brave anyway. Makes me feel better about all the times I wasn't. ;)
Er. That comment totally got away from me there, I'm sorry about that.
*climbs down off soapbox, sheepishly*
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I want to help, but I don't want to hurt under the guise of helping; that's worse than just staying out of it.
YES. I tried to help one day and ended up getting my foot all up in my mouth. Not really, but I felt like I did.
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I've gotten into a few of these discussions myself, not on LJ but on discussion boards in other places, and I always ended up feeling drained and that I had not in fact convinced anyone of anything, and probably stuck my foot in my mouth at the same time. So I'm partly just being a coward this time. An awful lot of people who need to listen, though, don't seem to be doing any listening.
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There's a time to speak and a time to be quiet; the trick is learning to distinguish between the two!
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On a totally different topic, I was just reading your fannish MBTI posts, and I really owe you a comment, because it's a fascinating idea! The odd thing is that I come out differently on the fannish MBTI than I self-identify on the regular MBTI, which is weird; I don't know if I behave differently in fandom than in RL, or if my self-assessment of my own behavior is somewhat wrong.
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And I was reading something about the MBTI and it was saying that it's one of the only personality tests in which the results were given to the participant and they got to decide if their self-report was right or not and pick type they thought best fit them more or less. Also, my translation of the types is in no way scientific (I'm not a psychologist, I just play one on the Internet) so I'd go with your gut :) /geek
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But if you're like me, in the end, you end up relieved that you didn't. *g*
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So I take it the things that were said on either said have been blown all out of proportion.
Yep, they need to join a fandom. Toughens the skin.