Sunday, January 30, 2011
Generation of Dissolving Gender Roles
www.youtube.com/watch?v=l51rxnKJRfk
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Learning Module 2
Gender is a social construction; a category of difference invested with meaning. As Simone du Beauvoir states: “one is not born a woman; one becomes a woman”. In light of our assigned readings this week, please write (in 4 paragraphs) a mini-“gender autobiography” for yourself. The two readings for your on-line module are larger examples of this. Make this a personal story. Think of your early years, how was gender inscribed by the key people and institutions in your life? What were the primary expectations about how you were to behave, think, feel, etc. Did you ever feel limitations or restraints (or advantages) for what you could and could not do; who you could and could not be based on dominant gender assumptions? Then, as you have grown, how do you “do gender”; in what ways do you perform, practice, embody your gender? What are the dominant “scripts” that influence how you “do gender”? Where do they come from? Do you ever challenge gender normativity or normative gender differences? How?
Sunday, January 23, 2011
I would like your thoughts...
Last night I went out with my girlfriends and they wanted to end the night at Galettes. I've only been once before, so I was fine with the idea, however not being on the Greek side of things I was skeptical as to if I would know anyone there, etc. The rest of the girls I was out with are in sororities and this fact should not separate us, but to the doorman it did. They were dressed like most of the girls inside, I was not. I was wearing very tall black heels, gray tights, a black and purple patterned dress, and a grey and purple cape/coat, the majority of girls inside were wearing jeans, sweatshirts, and Uggs. When I handed my ID to the bouncer, he told me it was fake and that I couldn't come in. My friends all validated that I was who my driver’s license said that I was; my other friend had even already paid for my entrance and was confused as to why we were held up. I then gave him my ACT card, my Mastercard, two Visa cards, even my health issuance card, and he still denied me entrance. I was really perplexed with the whole process, though as I was handing him my five forms of identification it hit me that to him I was different. After my revelation, I blatantly asked him if he wasn’t letting me in because I wasn't a Greek and/or wasn't dressed like most of the other girls inside. He then said that I was yelling at him and that I would never be allowed inside the bar ever in my life. I then had to stand outside with my friends on one side of the metal gates and me on the other, until the bar closed, with my dear friend running around the bar trying to find the manager, a cop, and another bouncer who all told her the same thing, "the bouncer is allowed to let the people he wants." How ridiculous.
I've heard this type of thing happening to guys who try to go there who are looked down upon and called a GDI like it’s a disease, but never to a woman. I believe that I'm a pretty attractive person and that the only reason he did not let me in was because I did not fit the cookie cutter description he’s been given as to the type of girls he’s allowed to let in. I was a confident, well spoken woman who was dressed nice, just trying to have a fun night with my friends, and he ruined that. I have nothing against the Greeks, my two best girlfriends are in sororities, and I get along swimmingly with their sorority sisters, however I just think it’s crazy that the Galettes doorman discriminated and separated us because of what I represented, a quirky, well spoken, educated, strong woman.
Thoughts…?