Female Masculinity- What about their feelings?
After
reading and discussing in class about female masculinity, and then going in
depth and looking at the story of Caster Semenya I couldn’t help feel disgust
and sadness toward our society. Through the entire lecture all I could think
about was how this poor woman felt. The entire world was discussing how she
resembled a man, and how they needed to perform tests on her. It was as if we
(society) were the “plastics” and this new girl (Semenya) refused to wear pink
on a Wednesday so she couldn’t sit with us. (There will probably be more mean
girls references through out this blog post) Because she had manly features we
could not go on her word that she was a female, no we needed to see for
ourselves. How disturbing is that? I just can’t help but think about the
depressing role this could have played on her life.
Actually
maybe I can, but obviously my side story is not as dramatic as what this woman
went through. When I was a child I had a horrible, horrible bowl cut. My mom
traveled a lot and my father was incapable of doing hair, so this was an easy
solution. Also because my mom traveled my father, the bricklayer, was the one
who picked out my clothes each day. Needless to say I wasn’t wearing dresses,
overalls seemed to play a big part in my youth wardrobe. One day at the
supermarket I went to pick up a discarded toy and place it back on the shelf,
as I did so a employee said “Thank you little boy,” I lost my shit and to this
day it is one of my most vivid memories. It only took one comment; from one
person for me to change how I felt about my appearance, and myself I grew my
hair out and ditched the overalls. But Caster Semenya had the whole nation
talking about what she looked like. (Here is me in my not so feminine days, also I was obviously not the happiest graduate of preschool class of 1995)
We
were the mean girls. And it seemed that we never once stopped to think about
how this emotionally affected Caster. We just gave her makeovers, and put her
on the covers of magazines with the sub headlines of “I love my new makeover!”.
But who really loves being told they need to completely change? I’m going to
assume no one. We couldn’t celebrate the fact that she was a world record-breaking
runner; only that she isn’t as feminine as other around her. It’s sad to think
that we can’t celebrate someone for being who they are, or even just accept
them.
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