Showing posts with label mary beard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mary beard. Show all posts

Thursday, 8 August 2013

Silence the Twits

A very strange thing is happening in our country at the moment.  Women are saying stuff. And not only are they saying stuff, people seem to be listening.  That is not what we signed up for when we gave women the vote.  We didn't expect them to have anything to say that anyone would want to listen to.  We thought they were all vapid air-heads, with nothing more interesting in their brains than cake receipes and frilly stuff but no, they seems to be talking about politics, history, economics, social justice and we can't have that.  Some of these women are old and ugly too, which is even more of a crime.  This can't be allowed to go on. We, the minority of stupid men that feel like that, must silence them.  Do whatever it takes boys.  Threaten violence, rape, murder, genital mutilation, tell them you know where they live (and you might if they haven't been extremely careful online) JUST STOP THEM.

This is what I think the organisers of the Twitter Silence think is going on inside the heads of the Trolls, who have been making their lives a misery.  The whole issue is very complicated and as a campaign, I believe it has worked because it has started a debate and has caused Twitter to start taking these threats seriously and actually work with the Police, rather than blocking their requests for information (as they were doing).  But it was a confused campaign.  This isn't surprising.  Twitter silence was the idea of Caitlin Moran, who receives hundreds of these threats on Twitter.  Caitlin isn't a campaigner or a politician or anyone with any kind of power at all.  She is a writer.  She writes about music and TV and her experience of what it's like to be a woman and she's very funny.  She thought it would be a good idea to encourage everyone to leave Twitter for a day, to show Twitter how fragile their platform is (lets face it Twitter isn't the only social media around and it can't stay being the big thing forever) and to make people start talking about the issue.  Many people have been talking about it.  A lot of people refused to do it because they said that they weren't going to be silenced because that was giving in to the Trolls. Men started saying, "what about us?  We get abuse from Trolls too." and many, many people said, "What's all the fuss about.  Why don't they just ignore it?"

You see it's complicated.  There are several issues going on but the bottom line is that abuse online is not OK and it should be stopped.  If people feel victimised online they should have the right to report it and that report should be taken seriously.  They should be able to report it if they are a man, a woman, a child or an alien with three heads.  People shouldn't really say anything online that they wouldn't say to someone's face.

No one should give into the bullies.  We all know that but it is much easier said than done.  If you stick your head above the parapet someone is going to take a shot at it.  The easy thing to do is to keep your head down, stop talking, pretend you're not there and keep quiet.  Some people get abuse online because they have said something silly or upset someone that somebody likes and I can see that that would be the perfect time to keep your head down.  Columnists such as, Samantha Brick, who write articles that are intended to cause controversy sit back and watch the abusive Tweets, rubbing their hands with glee, knowing that their article did what it inteded to do. People who Tweet abuse probably don't complain if they get abuse back.  Tommy Richardson of the EDL, for example, Tweets some horrible abuse but what he recieves in return are the most vile threats.  I wonder if those people Tweeting him would have the courage to say what they are saying to his face.

Then there is the issue of women and misogyny.  I have been struck by the difference in the way men and women are treated online.  This is a real thing.  It's not just in the heads of 'feminist man haters'.  The women who have received abuse are often not saying anything controversial.  I'm quite stunned that Mary Beard, who has done nothing more than bang on  enthusatically about Caligula and have the audacity to go on question time and say that she brought a mac in Lincoln get such appaling threats daily.  Caroline Criado-Perez, whose 24 hours of abuse following Mark Carney's deciscion to put Jane Austin on the bank notes caused Caitlin Moran to call for the Twitter Silence in the first place had done nothing more than write a few letters, articles and organise a few women with plarcards to stand outside the Bank of England pointing out how the removal of Elizabeth Fry from the bank notes meant that there were no female figures from history on them any more.  It was a correct observation and although that observation may have made the new governor of the Bank of England reverse the decision of the old governor it was hardly controversial stuff.  If she was saying all men should have their bits cut off then the abuse she received might have been explainable.  A male journalist, working for Sky, questioned on Twitter where men fit into the debate.  He had received abuse when he broke the story of Gordon Brown and the woman he called a bigot.  He said it was terrible but he didn't report it.  He was called a c***.  As far as I can tell, no one threated to bomb him, mutilate his genitals or rape him.  The responses he got to this tweet were all of the, "that's terrible mate I had no idea," variety.  He didn't have a single, "stop whinging on about it, witch," comment.

  

Many people take the view that it's an impossible task to decide what is abuse and what is general banter and that the Police have enough to do anyway and I have no answers.  I don't know if Twitter Silence was a good or bad thing.  I don't know if constantly retweeting every bit of abuse helps.  I don't know if ignoring it makes it go away.  I personally love Caitlin Moran's approach to retweet with humour but I'm sure it only fuels the Trolls, who will be flattered that they inspired such a great response.



What I do know is that not knowing how to solve something is no reason for not talking about it.
 
In some ways I am encouraged by the discussion following Twitter Silence.  People of my daughter's age, both male and female are outraged by what happened to Caroline Criado-Perez.  They think that tellling a woman who is expressing an opinion they don't like that what they need is a good stiff cock up them is outrageous.  I think there has been a shift in opinions because when I worked in a bank in the eighties I can remember being in a meeting about targets for sales of personal loan insurance and when I said that I thought it would be much better to sell people what they needed rather than just meeting targets my manager put his arm round me and said, "Bless, aren't you getting enough?  Maybe I could help out."  It shut me up and no one said anything about his terrible behaviour.  Not at the time or afterwards.  I don't think it would be the same now.

The anonimity of social media is a huge part of the problem.  Nobody is real. The abusers are Trolls, the women are Witches, in fact it's all rather like a particularly nasty fairy tale.

Thursday, 7 March 2013

Mary Beard and the Emperors New Clothes

A little while ago a colleague told me that I reminded her of Mary Beard.  She said it was a compliment.  That I, like Mary, was passionate about my subject, that we had a similar speech pattern and that neither of us cared too much about our appearance. At the time Ms Beard's public profile was low.  She had taken part in 'Jamie's Dream School' and had just started her 'Meet the Romans' programme.  I hadn't seen any of the second programme but I thought she was inspiring as a Latin teacher and wanted to go and learn Latin immediately.  

It was a wonderful thing to be compared to such an inspiring teacher but for a long time the idea that it was obvious that I didn't care about my appearance started to bother me.  I wasn't sure that was how I wanted to be thought of and I kept thinking that if I was so lacking in personal care now then by the time I was an old lady I would be sitting in muddy pee stained trousers, with dirt under my fingernails and knotted hair.  So I decided that I would make more effort. People have noticed too, so I suppose I must have been really scruffy before.

After Mary Beard appeared on Question Time and received shed-loads of abuse about her appearance I felt slightly guilty for my resolution.  I don't think women should only appear on TV if they have beautifully coiffured hair, a face-lifted until they can no longer express any opinion non-verbally and be under 25.  Men appear looking old and haggard without make-up or hair dye so why can't women?  I thought about going back to my old scruffy ways but I had felt happier for being slightly better groomed.

I've never been very good at make-up.  At Christmas my Mum told my daughter that when I first started wearing make-up I looked like a clown and since then I've had little interest in learning how to do it properly.   Last week, my weekly ironing session while watching Jeremy Kyle overran and I accidentally found myself watching This Morning.  A make up artist was showing how you can look younger with make up.  She said that, "No woman over the age of 40 should leave the house without wearing primer.  It's like polyfiller for the skin and fills in all those fine lines and wrinkles."  I feel a bit stupid now, as I fell for this line like a fish after a juicy fat worm.  I bought myself a bottle of invisible liquid for over £5.

I like my wrinkles.  They say a lot about me and tell the story of my life.  My flute player lines might be ugly but they show the hours of practice.

I adore the lines around my eyes, they are happy lines; laughter lines and they are deep and well used.  I like to laugh and am thrilled that it is etched on my face.

I'm developing some new lines.  Teacher lines.  Wrinkles from using an eyebrow to control a noisy class and a set of worry lines.


On the bottle of the primer it said that it allowed you to wear no make up, that it would brighten your skin and make you look younger.  I put it on my face and couldn't see any difference.  Have I been sold a set of Emperor's new clothes?

I'm not sure I can see much difference (except for the fact that I'm smiling more in one picture than the other)
It seems that a smile and a love of life is the thing that makes the most difference.