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From: "Arthur R. McGee"
Subject: Z: Sexism and Misogyny: Who Takes t (fwd)
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Date: Wed, 9 Mar 1994 22:02:20 GMT
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Sexism and Misogyny: Who Takes the Rap?
Misogyny, gangsta rap, and The Piano
By bell hooks
For the past several months white mainstream media has been
calling me to hear my views on gangsta rap. Whether major
television networks, or small independent radio shows, they seek
me out for the black and feminist "take" on the issue. After I
have my say, I am never called back, never invited to do the
television shows or the radio spots. I suspect they call,
confident that when we talk they will hear the hardcore
"feminist" trash of gangsta rap. When they encounter instead the
hardcore feminist critique of white supremacist capitalist
patriarchy, they lose interest.
To white dominated mass media, the controversy over gangsta rap
makes great spectacle. Besides the exploitation of these issues
to attract audiences, a central motivation for highlighting
gangsta rap continues to be the sensationalist drama of
demonizing black youth culture in general and the contributions
of young black men in particular. It is a contemporary remake of
"Birth of a Nation" only this time we are encouraged to believe
it is not just vulnerable white womanhood that risks destruction
by black hands but everyone. When I counter this demonization of
black males by insisting that gangsta rap does not appear in a
cultural vacuum, but, rather, is expressive of the cultural
crossing, mixings, and engagement of black youth culture with the
values, attitudes, and concerns of the white majority, some folks
stop listening.
The sexist, misogynist, patriarchal ways of thinking and behaving
that are glorified in gangsta rap are a reflection of the
prevailing values in our society, values created and sustained by
white supremacist capitalist patriarchy. As the crudest and most
brutal expression of sexism, misogynistic attitudes tend to be
portrayed by the dominant culture as an expression of male
deviance. In reality they are part of a sexist continuum,
necessary for the maintenance of patriarchal social order. While
patriarchy and sexism continue to be the political and cultural
norm in our society, feminist movement has created a climate
where crude expressions of male domination are called into
question, especially if they are made by men in power. It is
useful to think of misogyny as a field that must be labored in
and maintained both to sustain patriarchy but also to serve as an
ideological anti-feminist backlash. And what better group to
labor on this "plantation" than young black men.
To see gangsta rap as a reflection of dominant values in our
culture rather than as an aberrant "pathological" standpoint does
not mean that a rigorous feminist critique of the sexist and
misogyny expressed in this music is not needed. Without a doubt
black males, young and old, must be held politically accountable
for their sexism. Yet this critique must always be contextualized
or we risk making it appear that the behaviors this thinking
supports and condones,--rape, male violence against women, etc.--
is a black male thing. And this is what is happening. Young black
males are forced to take the "heat" for encouraging, via their
music, the hatred of and violence against women that is a central
core of patriarchy.
Witness the recent piece by Brent Staples in the "New York Times"
titled "The Politics of Gangster Rap: A Music Celebrating Murder
and Misogyny." Defining the turf Staples writes: "For those who
haven't caught up, gangster rap is that wildly successful music
in which all women are `bitches' and `whores' and young men kill
each other for sport." No mention of white supremacist capitalist
patriarchy in this piece, not a word about the cultural context
that would need to exist for young males to be socialized to
think differently about gender. Staples assumes that black males
are writing their lyrics off in the "jungle," away from the
impact of mainstream socialization and desire. At no point in his
piece does he ask why huge audiences, especially young white male
consumers, are so turned on by this music, by the misogyny and
sexism, by the brutality? Where is the anger and rage at females
expressed in this music coming from, the glorification of all
acts of violence? These are the difficult questions that Staples
feels no need to answer.
One cannot answer them honestly without placing accountability on
larger structures of domination and the individuals (often white,
usually male but not always) who are hierarchically placed to
maintain and perpetuate the values that uphold these exploitative
and oppressive systems. That means taking a critical looking at
the politics of hedonistic consumerism, the values of the men and
women who produce gangsta rap. It would mean considering the
seduction of young black males who find that they can make more
money producing lyrics that promote violence, sexism, and
misogyny than with any other content. How many disenfranchised
black males would not surrender to expressing virulent forms of
sexism, if they knew the rewards would be unprecedented material
power and fame?
More than anything gangsta rap celebrates the world of the
"material, " the dog-eat-dog world where you do what you gotta do
to make it. In this world view killing is necessary for survival.
Significantly, the logic here is a crude expression of the logic
of white supremacist capitalist patriarchy. In his new book "Sexy
Dressing, Etc." privileged white male law professor Duncan
Kennedy gives what he calls "a set of general characterizations
of U. S. culture" explaining that, "It is individual (cowboys),
material (gangsters) and philistine." Using this general
description of mainstream culture would lead us to place "gangsta
rap" not on the margins of what this nation is about, but at the
center. Rather than being viewed as a subversion or disruption of
the norm we would need to see it as an embodiment of the norm.
That viewpoint was graphically highlighted in the film "Menace To
Society" which dramatized not only young black males killing for
sport, but also mass audiences voyeuristically watching and, in
many cases, "enjoying" the kill. Significantly, at one point in
the movie we see that the young black males have learned their
"gangsta" values from watching television and movies--shows where
white male gangsters are center stage. This scene undermines any
notion of "essentialist" blackness that would have viewers
believe the gangsterism these young black males embraced emerged
from some unique black cultural experience.
When I interviewed rap artist Ice Cube for "Spin" magazine last
year, he talked about the importance of respecting black women
and communication across gender. He spoke against male violence
against women, even as he lapsed into a justification for anti-
woman rap lyrics by insisting on the madonna/whore split where
some females "carry" themselves in a manner that determines how
they will be treated. When this interview was published, it was
cut to nothing. It was a mass media set-up. Folks (mostly white
and male) had thought if the hardcore feminist talked with the
hardened black man, sparks would fly; there would be a knock-down
drag out spectacle. When Brother Cube and I talked to each other
with respect about the political, spiritual, and emotional self-
determination of black people, it did not make good copy. Clearly
folks at the magazine did not get the darky show they were
looking for.
After this conversation, and talking with rappers and folks who
listen to rap, it became clear that while black male sexism is a
serious problem in our communities and in black music, some of
the more misogynist lyrics were there to stir up controversy and
appeal to audiences. Nowhere is this more evident that in Snoop
Doggy Dogg's record "Doggystyle". A black male music and cultural
critic called me to ask if I had checked this image out; to share
that for one of the first times in his music buying life he felt
he was seeing an image so offensive in its sexism and misogyny
that he did not want to take that image home. That image
(complete with doghouse, beware the dog sign, with a naked black
female head in a doghouse, naked butt sticking out) was
reproduced, "uncritically," in the November 29, 1993 issue of
"Time" magazine. The positive music review of this album, written
by Christopher John Farley, is titled "Gangsta Rap, Doggystyle"
makes no mention of sexism and misogyny, makes no reference to
the cover. I wonder if a naked white female body had been inside
the doghouse, presumably waiting to be fucked from behind, if
"Time" would have reproduced an image of the cover along with
their review. When I see the pornographic cartoon that graces the
cover of "Doggystyle," I do not think simply about the sexism and
misogyny of young black men, I think about the sexist and
misogynist politics of the powerful white adult men and women
(and folks of color) who helped produce and market this album.
In her book "Misogynies" Joan Smith shares her sense that while
most folks are willing to acknowledge unfair treatment of women,
discrimination on the basis of gender, they are usually reluctant
to admit that hatred of women is encouraged because it helps
maintain the structure of male dominance. Smith suggests:
"Misogyny wears many guises, reveals itself in different forms
which are dictated by class, wealth, education, race, religion
and other factors, but its chief characteristic is its
pervasiveness." This point reverberated in my mind when I saw
Jane Campion's widely acclaimed film "The Piano" which I saw in
the midst of mass media focus on sexism and misogyny in "gangsta
rap." I had been told by many friends in the art world that this
was "an incredible film, a truly compelling love story etc."
Their responses were echoed by numerous positive reviews. No one
speaking about this film mentions misogyny and sexism or white
supremacist capitalist patriarchy.
The 19th century world of the white invasion of New Zealand is
utterly romanticized in this film (complete with docile happy
darkies--Maori natives--who appear to have not a care in the
world). And when the film suggests they care about white
colonizers digging up the graves of their dead ancestors, it is
the sympathetic poor white male who comes to the rescue. Just as
the conquest of natives and lands is glamorized in this film, so
is the conquest of femininity, personified by white womanhood, by
the pale speechless corpse-like Scotswoman, Ada, who journeys
into this dark wilderness because her father has arranged for her
to marry the white colonizer Stewart. Although mute, Ada
expresses her artistic ability, the intensity of her vision and
feelings through piano playing. This passion attracts Baines, the
illiterate white settler who wears the facial tattoos of the
Maori--an act of appropriation that makes him (like the
traditional figure of Tarzan) appear both dangerous and romantic.
He is Norman Mailer's "white negro," seducing Ada by promising to
return the piano that Steward has exchanged with him for land.
The film leads us to believe that Ada's passionate piano playing
has been a substitution for repressed eroticism. When she learns
to let herself go sexually, she ceases to need the piano. We
watch the passionate climax of Baines seduction as she willingly
seeks him sexually. And we watch her husband Stewart in the role
of voyeur, standing with dog outside the cabin where they fuck,
voyeuristically consuming their pleasure. Rather than being
turned off by her love for Baines, it appears to excite Stewart's
passion; he longs to possess her all the more. Unable to win her
back from Baines, he expresses his rage, rooted in misogyny and
sexism, by physically attacking her and chopping off her finger
with an ax. This act of male violence takes place with Ada's
daughter, Flora, as a witness. Though traumatized by the violence
she witnesses, she is still about to follow the white male
patriarch's orders and take the bloody finger to Baines, along
with the message that each time he sees Ada she will suffer
physical mutilation.
Violence against land, natives, and women in this film, unlike
that of gangsta rap, is portrayed uncritically, as though it is
"natural," the inevitable climax of conflicting passions. The
outcome of this violence is positive. Ultimately, the film
suggests Stewart's rage was only an expression of irrational
sexual jealousy, that he comes to his senses and is able to see
"reason." In keeping with male exchange of women, he gives Ada
and Flora to Baines. They leave the wilderness. On the voyage
home Ada demands that her piano be thrown overboard because it is
"soiled," tainted with horrible memories. Surrendering it she
lets go of her longing to display passion through artistic
expression. A nuclear family now, Baines, Ada, and Flora resettle
and live happily-ever-after. Suddenly, patriarchal order is
restored. Ada becomes a modest wife, wearing a veil over her
mouth so that no one will see her lips struggling to speak words.
Flora has no memory of trauma and is a happy child turning
somersaults. Baines is in charge, even making Ada a new finger.
"The Piano "seduces and excites audiences with its uncritical
portrayal of sexism and misogyny. Reviewers and audiences alike
seem to assume that Campion's gender, as well as her breaking of
traditional boundaries that inhibit the advancement of women in
film, indicate that her work expresses a feminist standpoint.
And, indeed, she does employ feminist "tropes," even as her work
betrays feminist visions of female actualization, celebrates and
eroticizes male domination. In Smith's discussion of misogyny she
emphasizes that woman-hating is not solely the province of men:
"We are all exposed to the prevailing ideology of our culture,
and some women learn early on that they can prosper by aping the
misogyny of men; these are the women who win provisional favor by
denigrating other women, by playing on male prejudices, and by
acting the `man's woman'." Since this is not a documentary film
that needs to remain faithful to the ethos of its historical
setting, why is it that Campion does not resolve Ada's conflicts
by providing us with an imaginary landscape where a woman can
express passionate artistic commitment and find fulfillment in a
passionate relationship? This would be no more far-fetched than
her cinematic portrayal of Ada's miraculous transformation from
muteness into speech. Ultimately, Campion's "The Piano" advances
the sexist assumption that heterosexual women will give up
artistic practice to find "true love." That "positive" surrender
is encouraged by the "romantic" portrayal of sexism and misogyny.
While I do not think that young black male rappers have been
rushing in droves to see "The Piano", there is a bond between
those folks involved with high culture who celebrate and condone
the sexist ideas and values upheld in this film and those who
celebrate and condone "gangsta rap." Certainly Kennedy's
description of the United States as a "cowboy, gangster,
philistine" culture would also accurately describe the culture
evoked in "The Piano". Popular movies that are seen by young
black males, for example "Indecent Proposal, MadDog and Glory,
True Romance", and "One False Move", all eroticize male
domination expressed via the exchange of women, as well as the
subjugation of other men, through brutal violence.
Contrary to a racist white imagination which assumes that most
young black males, especially those who are poor, live in a self-
created cultural vacuum, uninfluenced by mainstream, cultural
values, it is the application of those values, largely learned
through passive uncritical consumption of mass media, that is
revealed in "gangsta rap." Brent Staples is willing to challenge
the notion that "urban primitivism is romantic" when it suggests
that black males become "real men" by displaying the will to do
violence, yet he remains resolutely silent about that world of
privileged white culture that has historically romanticized
primitivism, and eroticized male violence. Contemporary films
like "Reservoir Dogs" and "The Bad Lieutenant" celebrate urban
primitivism and many less well done films ("Trespass, Rising
Sun") create and/or exploit the cultural demand for depictions of
hardcore blacks who are willing to kill for sport.
To take "gangsta rap" to task for its sexism and misogyny while
critically accepting and perpetuating those expressions of that
ideology which reflect bourgeois standards (no rawness, no
vulgarity) is not to call for a transformation of the culture of
patriarchy. Ironically, many black male ministers, themselves
sexist and misogynist, are leading the attacks against gangsta
rap. Like the mainstream world that supports white supremacist
capitalist patriarchy, they are most concerned with calling
attention to the vulgar obscene portrayals of women to advance
the cause of censorship. For them, rethinking and challenging
sexism, both in the dominant culture and in black life, is not
the issue.
Mainstream white culture is not concerned about black male sexism
and misogyny, particularly when it is unleashed against black
women and children. It is concerned when young white consumers
utilize black popular culture to disrupt bourgeois values.
Whether it be the young white boy who expresses his rage at his
mother by aping black male vernacular speech (a true story) or
the masses of young white males (and middle class men of color)
seeking to throw off the constraints of bourgeois bondage who
actively assert in their domestic households via acts of
aggression their rejection of the call to be "civilized. " These
are the audiences who feel such a desperate need for gangsta rap.
It is much easier to attack gangsta rap than to confront the
culture that produces that need.
Gangsta rap is part of the anti-feminist backlash that is the
rage right now. When young black males labor in the plantations
of misogyny and sexism to produce gangsta rap, their right to
speak this violence and be materially rewarded is extended to
them by white supremacist capitalist patriarchy. Far from being
an expression of their "manhood," it is an expression of their
own subjugation and humiliation by more powerful, less visible
forces of patriarchal gangsterism. They give voice to the brutal
raw anger and rage against women that it is taboo for "civilized"
adult men to speak. No wonder then that they have the task of
tutoring the young, teaching them to eroticize and enjoy the
brutal expressions of that rage (teaching them language and acts)
before they learn to cloak it in middle-class decorum or Robert
Bly style reclaimings of lost manhood. The tragedy for young
black males is that they are so easily dunned by a vision of
manhood that can only lead to their destruction.
Feminist critiques of the sexism and misogyny in gangsta rap, and
in all aspects of popular culture, must continue to be bold and
fierce. Black females must not be duped into supporting shit that
hurts us under the guise of standing beside our men. If black men
are betraying us through acts of male violence, we save ourselves
and the race by resisting. Yet, our feminist critiques of black
male sexism fail as meaningful political intervention if they
seek to demonize black males, and do not recognize that our
revolutionary work is to transform white supremacist capitalist
patriarchy in the multiple areas of our lives where it is made
manifest, whether in gangsta rap, the black church, or the
Clinton administration.
END ZMAGAZINE FEBRUARY 1994
Art McGee [amcgee@netcom.com]
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