Saturday, June 02, 2012

The Vatican Gives A Voice To Women!


In a newspaper:

The Vatican's official newspaper is for the first time in its 150-year history publishing an all-colour women's supplement "to give voice to the value that women bring to the church".
Women, Church, World will be edited by women and published with L'Osservatore Romano, the newspaper founded in 1861 and published by the Holy See on the last Thursday of every month.
The new section will promote a keener understanding of the "under-appreciated treasure" of women in the church, according to editor Giovanni Maria Vian.


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The pullout will compete with L'Osservatore Romano's stories explaining the Vatican's approach to women, from its views on abortion to condemnation of female ordination.

This comes right at the heels of the Vatican  War Against Uppity Nuns and from a church which has declared female ordination a very grave sin.  All of which would be utterly delicious to an alien from outer space.

But the story can also be autopsied to get wider understanding of how the world in general has responded to feminism:  Give women a supplement of their own so that they will leave the rest of the culture be in peace!  Thus, we get the women's pages in newspapers and the Women's Studies in universities.

Wait a few decades, and what happens?  Men's Rights Activists yell and scream about the preferential treatment women get!  There are no men's pages in newspapers!  There are no Male Studies at universities!

Women get both what men get and then all that extra.  That, say,  the Vatican official newspaper might be a Boys' Own Paper goes unnoticed.

I would have preferred a true integration of the so-called women's concerns to the separate-but-equal-although-a-supplement approach.  For those reasons and for also the reason that women are half the humanity.  And half of the Catholic Church.

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Meanwhile, read Digby on what the Catholic Church otherwise thinks about women.  Trigger warning for rape applies.







Friday, June 01, 2012

Paul Krugman on What's Wrong With Austerity Policies


Watch this conversation




Today's Parenting Tweet


Comes from Sweden:



Translation:

My American guests were fascinated with all the gay nannies in Sweden. I explained that they were the children's fathers.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

On PRENDA, Sex-Selective Abortions And Son Preference


PRENDA stands for the Prenatal Non-Discrimination Act:

House Republicans are teeing up a vote Thursday on legislation aimed at criminalizing abortions on the basis of the unborn child’s gender.
Opponents take no issue with the goal of the bill but argue its real purpose is to further the broader anti-abortion cause.
“Nobody that I know — nobody that I’ve ever talked to — is for abortions for the purposes of gender selection, period,” House Minority Whip Steny Hoyer (D-MD) told reporters Tuesday at his weekly press briefing. “Having said that, as a practical matter, the proponents of this bill are against abortion. … It’s not a question of the purpose of the abortion. They’re against abortion.”
The Prenatal Non-Discrimination Act (or PRENDA), spearheaded by noted anti-abortion advocate Rep. Trent Franks (R-AZ), would subject doctors to a fine and imprison them for up to five years if they knowingly perform a sex-selective abortion. It would also require medical professionals to “report known or suspected violations” or otherwise face fines and up to one year in prison.
“Sex selection is violence against women, and it’s the truest kind of a war against women,” Franks said on the House floor Wednesday afternoon.

The most recent news is that PRENDA failed to pass in the House.

It was intended as  a "caught ya" act, of course:  To force the House Democrats to either vote in new limitations on abortions or to come across as apparently supporting the idea of aborting female fetuses just because they are female. 

This would juxtapose reproductive freedom, which feminists and most lefties are for, with the abortion of female fetuses which is caused by what is commonly caused by the euphemism of "son preference."  Of course "daughter loathing" would be an equally correct term for the practice.  But in either case, sex-selective abortions are not a huge concern in the United States.

Representative Trent Franks doesn't care about the war against women at all, of course.  He cares about Egg-Americans and wants their aquaria (otherwise called pregnant women)  to be safe places for his constituency of fertilized eggs.  Every restriction on abortions serves his goal.

Globally  son preference  has its roots in the lesser powers of women in patriarchal societies and in the way those societies have traditionally been arranged.  Those arrangements keep women powerless, whether that is their intention or not.

Daughters will be less desirable than sons in societies were old-age security is based on having sons and where women are expected to care not for their old elderly parents but for the parents of their husbands.  Daughters will be less desirable than sons if paid work opportunities are limited for women but not for men and if bringing up daughters means having to pay for their upbringing and having to furnish them with a large dowry while then watching them permanently move into a different family altogether.  Indeed, daughters will be less desirable than sons because that is part of the basic definition of a patriarchal society.

When such societies get access to abortions and  tests which allow the determination of the sex of the fetus, what do you think will happen?    Infanticide of girls will be supplemented or replaced by sex-selective abortions.

The reason for both those practices is in son preference.  Banning only sex-selective abortions is unlikely to work in the first place but even if it did it would not make having  daughters a less loathed outcome, it would not reduce female infanticide or the unequal treatment of sons and daughters.

Indeed, one might argue that if we went along with Representative Trent's wishes in countries such as India and China and banned abortions altogether then women there would become even more powerless in regulating the number and spacing of their children and less able to hold down a job which might let them contribute to their parents' old age, say.  The only long-term solution is to make those societies more gender-equal.

This is not a simple problem in some countries.  The preference for sons has had dire consequences in China which now seems to have millions of permanent bachelors, and I understand that non-feminist arguments can be made for banning sex-selective abortions while retaining general abortion rights.  But I believe Representative Trent is wrong when he argues that

“Sex selection is violence against women, and it’s the truest kind of a war against women,”

The truest kind of a war against women starts after birth.  Sex-selective abortions just serve to remind us how very unwanted girls can be and urge us to ask ourselves why that is the case.
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Several posts discuss these questions in wider frameworks.






What Atrios Said

Atrios has a very good and succinct post on what is wrong with the current economic thinking in the world.  The Powers That Be have been touched by the magic wand of the nonexistent (or at least very miniscule) Confidence Fairy!

The Powers That Be read only right-wing economic theories which swear to them that the Job Creators really exist, not among the ordinary people who actually do create jobs by buying food, clothing, houses and cars, but as some rare and benevolent but terribly frightened breed of rich entrepreneurs.  Those Job Creators must be given reassurance that they don't have to face bad risks in the future!  Then they will agree to carry out the task for which actual economic theory says entrepreneurs get paid:  The assumption of risks that go with running businesses.

An even more succinct way to put all that is to note that the Powers That Be are only concerned about the well-being of Other Powers That Be, or that at a minimum the only people who could be given free money are Other Powers That Be.








Meanwhile, in Oklahoma


Provider conscience clauses clash with the treatment of a rape victim:

The young woman asked the doctor whether or not emergency contraceptives were available and whether the doctor was simply refusing to provide them. The nurse told her “I will not give you emergency contraceptives because it goes against my belief.” The doctor refused to help her, even though she had just been raped, and refused to find another doctor to help her.

The hospital in question argued that the nurses specializing in the care of rape victims were circulating ones and were not at this hospital at the time.  Therefore, proper treatment of a rape victim required treating her badly so that she would go to the correct hospital more rapidly!

That last interpretation is mine.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Pink Opinions. That's Me.


An interesting article about women as opinion writers:

From Sept. 15 to Dec. 7, 2011, the OpEd Project — which is designed to enrich public conversation by expanding the range of voices we hear — looked at more than 7,000 articles from The New York Times, The Washington Post, the Los Angeles Times and The Wall Street Journal (categorized by the research as legacy media), The Huffington Post and Salon (new media) and Harvard, Columbia, Yale and Princeton (college media).
The third annual survey found that women wrote 38 percent of the op-eds that appeared in the college publications surveyed, 33 percent of those at new media outlets and 20 percent at legacy outlets.
While past Byline Surveys have found that legacy news outlets tend to feature the fewest female voices in op-eds (usually around 15 to 20 percent), the newest survey says there’s been an increase in the number of op-eds written by women in The New York Times (22 percent now compared to 17 percent in 2005), The Washington Post (19 percent now compared to 10 percent) and The Los Angeles Times (24 percent compared to 20 percent).

In both legacy and new media, women tended to write a lot of stories on “pink topics” — food, fashion, family and furniture. Among the new media organizations surveyed, 34 percent of the stories women wrote were on pink topics. In legacy media, pink stories accounted for 12.4 percent of female writers’ overall output, compared to 3 percent of male writer’s overall output. “Put another way,” the survey says, “out of 1,410 general interest articles (politics, economy, health, education, etc.) women wrote only 261.”

The good news is that the percentage of op-eds written by women has increased, though it's nowhere near the percentage of women in the population or the percentage of women in those professions where opinion writers are most likely to be found.

The reference to economics writing is of obvious interest to me, an economist goddess:
“Just 11% of economics articles in legacy media were written, or co-written, by a woman. In new media, that number was less grim, but still sad, 19%. It’s true that this number is, at least in part, a result of a higher number of men in economics. In fact, only 9% of economics doctorates were awarded to women in 1974, but the number has been steadily on the rise, reaching 27% by 2000. Not only is this 10% figure not representative of women in general, but it is not representative of women in the field of economics.”
Yves at Naked Capitalism is a woman and writes extensively on economic topics.  Though under a male handle.

It's hard to know what is going on, to be honest.  Part of the problem is that the New York Times or the Washington Post will not publish an opinion piece by a minor blogger goddess, or by a woman who just happens to have a PhD in economics.  Those who get to opinionate on the most august pages are on the top of their profession.  To get there takes time, even if the glass ceiling has holes in it.

I love the idea of food, fashion, family and furniture called "the pink topics!"  Why not the f-words?  And would feminism qualify?

What if we call these topics nutrition, protection against the weather, procreation/survival and tools for daily living?  The obvious point is that the very topics themselves have been steeped in pinkness and that pinkness itself is a made-up societal marker of gender.  Thus, it's just one merry-go-round!  With pink horses, of course.

As you can tell, my thought process here resembles a carousel:
The Byline Survey renews attention to an argument that women have been making for years: there aren’t enough female voices in opinion pages. In an interview last year, OpEd Project Founder Catherine Orenstein told me the problem isn’t so much that news organizations aren’t featuring female contributors; it’s that women aren’t contributing in the first place.
“A lot of [women] will in some way discount themselves and their knowledge,” she said. “If you think about it, what it means is that there’s a disconnect between what we know and our sense that it actually matters.”
The OpEd Project’s Katherine Lanpher said in an interview today that she thinks editors want to feature more op-eds from women. “Women and others who aren’t out there need to submit their ideas more,” she said via email. “To this day, many women and other minorities need to be reminded that they’re sitting on powerful solutions to big problems and if they don’t share their knowledge the world is a poorer place. … Op-eds aren’t about writing. They’re about power. And it’s just time for more of it be shared.”

Orenstein is correct in stating that women submit fewer pieces than men do.  The reasons for that can be complicated, however.  The slush pile might not be the way to get one's piece looked at, for example, and fewer women are linked to the networks which actually lead to someone having a look at your work.  Some of those networks might still be run by the old boyz, too.

My personal hunch is that women are sterner critics of their own work, on average.  Why that is the case is another  complicated question.  But when I feel hesitant about writing on a particular topic I remind myself about idiots like Zeus and Ares and then I press the Publish-button.

At the same time, I'm also aware of the fact that if I write something even slightly feminist outside this blog I get a lot of very nasty comments and e-mails.  Not all pieces written by women face that particular type of response.  Still, it's worth remembering that there might be all sorts of gender-specific reasons why some female writers choose to use a male handle or why women might hesitate to write about a feminist issue outside feminist blogs.





A Deep Thought on Blogging


Blogging (a horrible word, like having hot potatoes in your mouth) is just like doing the dishes.  You do them, then they get dirtied again, as if you never had done the work in the first place.


On Memorial Day, Very Late


This article (via Cabdrollery) has much food for thought but even much more need for a competent researcher to study the issues:

A staggering 45 percent of the 1.6 million veterans from the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan are now seeking compensation for injuries they say are service-related. That is more than double the estimate of 21 percent who filed such claims after the Gulf War in the early 1990s, top government officials told The Associated Press.
What's more, these new veterans are claiming eight to nine ailments on average, and the most recent ones over the last year are claiming 11 to 14. By comparison, Vietnam veterans are currently receiving compensation for fewer than four, on average, and those from World War II and Korea, just two.
It's unclear how much worse off these new veterans are than their predecessors. Many factors are driving the dramatic increase in claims — the weak economy, more troops surviving wounds, and more awareness of problems such as concussions and PTSD. Almost one-third have been granted disability so far.
Government officials and some veterans' advocates say that veterans who might have been able to work with certain disabilities may be more inclined to seek benefits now because they lost jobs or can't find any. Aggressive outreach and advocacy efforts also have brought more veterans into the system, which must evaluate each claim to see if it is war-related. Payments range from $127 a month for a 10 percent disability to $2,769 for a full one.

The questions are set up in that paragraph:  Have the recent wars been so devastating that almost half of all veterans seek compensation  for their injuries or is that to do with the bad economic times or both?

To answer those questions properly requires academic research and time.  But my impression is that both the technology which allows survival after bad brain damage and the psychologically hellish character of the Iraq and Afghanistan wars may have caused an increase in the number of victims who cannot work.  Not that all war isn't hellish.  But a war without any distinction between the front and the rest of it certainly is more hellish.

Such wars also make the distinction of people who engage in wars voluntarily, as soldiers, and those who engage involuntary and as "collateral damage" pretty fuzzy.  We probably should have a day for remembering all the innocent victims of wars, too. 


Sunday, May 27, 2012

Some Laura Nyro




On Social Conservatism, Again


This YouTube clip from Saudi Arabia is a good reminder why the so-called culture wars and other similar issues are real political issues, not something one should shut up about:



No, I'm not arguing that the US could overnight turn into something similar.  But social conservatism does have an end-point of that sort, and the kinds of political changes social conservatives support make the allowable circles of life smaller for women, for LGBT folk and for those whose religious views differ from the mainstream religious views.

All these things can affect someone the same way economic oppression affects people.  In the extreme cases there's not much to distinguish the extra-conservative laws about women from serfdom or slavery.

My point is that if issues such as culture wars look trivial and frivolous to you then you are not among those the wars attack.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Pictures For Saturday


This one:


And this one (sorry, can't find the link):


I have not done the research to check the data in the second picture. 

Apropos of nothing, someone much wiser pointed out that this country has two parties:  An extreme right-wing party and a moderate right-wing party.  It's hard to think of another country with that selection of political alternatives.

And one for the long weekend which is for relaxing:


Friday, May 25, 2012

The Curt Schilling Saga


It's a very instructive one, with a moral and all.  It even has a moral at the beginning.  The former baseball pitcher once stated:

“If a conservative is down-and-out, he thinks about how to better his situation.  A liberal wonders who is going to take care of him.”

Now Schilling is following his own moral dictum:

Former Red Sox pitcher Curt Schilling’s 38 Studios laid off its entire staff on Thursday only two days after he praised his employees’ “breathtaking resilience” through the video game company’s financial struggles.
Two years after moving from Massachusetts to Rhode Island with a $75 million loan guarantee, 38 Studios was late on a $1.1 million payment to the state’s Economic Development Corporation and told officials it could not make payroll last week.
The company’s 300 Providence employees and another 106 in Maryland were told the layoffs were “non-voluntary and non-disciplinary” in an e-mail sent by 38 Studios and obtained by The Associated Press.
Rhode Island rationalized the 2010 loan with the promise of hundreds of jobs and millions of dollars in tax revenue. Governor Lincoln Chafee said the EDC will continue to attempt to salvage its investment despite what he deemed “grim times” for the company.
The decision to pull the plug on his staff is hardly in keeping with Schilling’s oft-shared views on the need for limited government and individual responsibility. Schilling advanced 38 Studios $4 million of his own money months ago, but rather than use that to keep the company afloat, he repaid himself with the Rhode Island loan funds.

Helping himself, in other words.




More on Sexual Exploitation As An Evolutionary Adaptation


I had to sit down and think why that previous evo-psycho popularization made me so incredibly angry that I felt as if I was spitting out bits of my teeth for hours.

The reason is in this statement:

It’s easy to see the sexual exploitability hypothesis as misogynistic, but I don’t believe the authors are advancing a chauvinistic ideology. Take those kinds of complaints up with natural selection, not the theorists untangling its sometimes-wicked ways. The authors are trying—admirably, I think—to decipher an implicit social algorithm in the hopes of better understanding gender relations.

The popularizer believes that the case for natural selection as the reason why some men want really really stupid women for short-term  f**king  is so self-evident that it doesn't need any proof.  We are to take our complaints to natural selection, not to these honorable and admirable researchers (well, graduate students, it looks like, and why are the studies of graduate students written up at Slate?)  who just wish to increase our understanding of gender relations!

The studies don't prove anything about natural selection, so why are we to assume that they did?

Then there's the glib assertion that EP practitioners are not advancing chauvinistic ideologies!  If you read the books and writings in that area you will find pretty much nothing else but those ideologies.  They are presented as evolutionary adaptations, sure, but that's because anything that exists can be presented in those terms, what with the impossibility of disproving the assertion.  The real test is to note which human behaviors the EP people pick for closer scrutiny and which they prefer to ignore.

So put all that together and then realize that the popularizer argues that natural selection explains sexual exploitation ranging from pickup artistry to outright rape.   That is how all this increases our understanding of gender relations!

See the problem?  The studies, taken as empirical investigations into the responses of American young male undergraduates looking at computer pictures, tell us nothing about prehistoric human behavior but we are simply asked to take that leap and it will improve our understanding of gender relations.  How, exactly?
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By the way, I'm not falling for the "naturalistic fallacy" here.  That's a common counterargument from EP people, and a sneaky one because it argues that their interpretation of natural selection is a fact and that the critic is mislead by confusing "what is" with "what is good."

We are not at that point where the naturalistic fallacy could be employed because there is no proof that rape or sexual exploitation are evolutionary adaptations of the kind the popularizer posits.  In short, we are still arguing about "what is," at least in terms of detail.

Given the leap that above paragraph took, however, the popularizer IS arguing that sexual exploitation is an evolutionary adaptation.  

Today's Evo-Psycho Story: Not All Men Are Pr**ks


This is written up on Slate:
In an article soon to be published in Evolution and Human Behavior, University of Texas–Austin graduate student Cari Goetz and her colleagues explored what they called the sexual exploitability hypothesis. The hypothesis is based on the differences between male and female reproductive strategies as humans evolved. For ancestral women, casual intercourse with an emotionally unattached man who had no clear intention of sticking around to raise any resulting offspring constituted a massive genetic gamble. By contrast, for a man with somewhere around 85 million sperm cells churned out every day—per testicle—the frivolous expenditure of gametes was far less detrimental to his genetic interests. Goetz and her team began with the assumption that—because our brains evolved long before prophylactics entered the picture—female cognition is still sensitive to the pregnancy-related consequences of uncommitted sex and women remain more reluctant than men to engage in it. They set out to test the idea that any indication that a woman’s guard is lowered—that she’s “sexually exploitable”—is a turn-on for your average man. “[T]he assessment of a woman’s immediate vulnerability,” surmise the authors, “may be central to the activation of psychological mechanisms related to sexual exploitation.”

Get it?  Men's ideal reproductive strategy is to toss their seed around with abandon.  Women's is the reverse, so to speak, and therefore men will try to coerce women into having no-strings-attached sex whereas women will try to avoid being so coerced.  This, my friends, is the second kind of evolutionary psychology in action, the kind I call EP, the kind where the fact that we have no knowledge of the reproductive strategies of our ancient ancestors can be ignored and replaced with theorizing of the above sort.

That fertilization is not exactly the same thing as passing one's genes on to the next generation (and the one after that), that pregnancy in that prehistoric era must have been a very dangerous state, that bringing up a child to the point where he or she, in turn, was fertile was even harder!  But all that is ignored in the story which states that men's reproductive strategy is to mate with as many women as possible.  Perhaps that wasn't the strategy which worked best?  Perhaps it was?  We don't actually know.

Never mind.  The Slate popularization assumes that we all accept that basic premise, and then continues:
This is an inflammatory hypothesis, of course, and the language employed in the field doesn’t help matters. It’s worth noting that in the evolutionary psychology sense, the word exploitable simply means that a woman is willing or can be more easily pressured into having sex—which takes her own desires, rather disturbingly, out of the equation. Even if she’s the aggressor, a prostitute, or a certifiable nymphomaniac, having casual sex with her would still constitute “exploiting” her (or at least her body), according to this model.
So how did this team put their sexual “exploitability” hypothesis to the test? Goetz and her colleagues planned to call a bunch of undergraduate males into the lab and ask them to rate a set of women in terms of attractiveness based on their photographs. But first they needed to pick the appropriate images. To figure out which sorts of women might be deemed most receptive to a sexual advance or most vulnerable to male pressure or coercion, they asked a large group of students (103 men and 91 women) to nominate some “specific actions, cues, body postures, attitudes, and personality characteristics” that might indicate receptivity or vulnerability. These could be psychological in nature (e.g., signs of low self-esteem, low intelligence, or recklessness), or they might be more contextual (e.g., fatigue, intoxication, separation from family and friends). A third category includes signs that the woman is physically weak, and thus more easily overpowered by a male (e.g., she’s slow-footed or small in stature). According to the authors, rape constitutes one extreme end of the “exploitation” spectrum—cheesy pickup lines the other.
By asking students for the relevant cues, the experimenters reasoned, they’d keep their own ideas about what makes a woman “exploitable” from coloring their study. When all was said and done, the regular folks in the lab had come up with a list of 88 signs that—in their expert undergraduate opinions—a woman might be an especially good target for a man who wanted to score. Here’s a sampling of what they came up with: “lip lick/bite,” “over-shoulder look,” “sleepy,” “intoxicated,” “tight clothing,” "fat," "short," "unintelligent,” “punk,” “attention-seeking,” and “touching breast.”

May I remind you that all this is supposed to have a foundation in a reproductive advantage for men?  If we take the basic evo-psycho hypothesis seriously, then one might predict that men would choose especially capable women for those one-night stands.

After all, the JustSo story seems to assume that the women will bring up any children they have, even if the men walk out on them.  Otherwise the behavior would not have any particular reproductive advantage.  Given how hard being a single-mother must have been in that imaginary African past, the more capable a woman was the more likely she was to pass the man's genes on after that quick one-night stand.

But lo and behold!  The exact reverse seems to be the criterion which is used to pick those one-night stands.  Adjectives such as "weak" and "unintelligent" and "sleepy" are used to describe a good target for the prehistoric pickup artist.

And of course none of these judgements have much to do with prehistory.  They do have something to do with a subset of American undergraduates and the culture which has produced them.  That's about all that can be said here.

Now let's dive into all that rape-related shit.  To repeat, the study looked for indicators of vulnerability:

These could be psychological in nature (e.g., signs of low self-esteem, low intelligence, or recklessness), or they might be more contextual (e.g., fatigue, intoxication, separation from family and friends). A third category includes signs that the woman is physically weak, and thus more easily overpowered by a male (e.g., she’s slow-footed or small in stature). According to the authors, rape constitutes one extreme end of the “exploitation” spectrum—cheesy pickup lines the other.

Hmm.  We are getting back to rape as an evolutionary adaptation here.  But the actual indicators appear to be a hotch-potch of unrelated things, ranging from behavior which appears to be sexually inviting (touching breast or tight clothing or over-shoulder look) to behavior which reflects vulnerability (intoxicated or short).   And, of course, "unintelligent."

The follow-up study to the initial one found that "not all men are pricks" in the words of the popularizer:
In a follow-up study (that ended up being published first), the authors tried to add some nuance to their sexual exploitability hypothesis. Graduate student David Lewis led a project to narrow in on the specific type of man who would be most alert to the sort of "exploitability" cues outlined above. Not every man, it seems, is equally proficient at homing in on these weak spots in women. So he and his colleagues asked 72 straight men to evaluate the same photos as before, and in the same way. But this time, the researchers also measured some key personality traits in the male raters, as well as the extent to which they desired and pursued uncommitted sex. The students were asked, for instance: “With how many different partners have you had sexual intercourse without having interest in a long-term committed relationship with that person,” and, “How often do you experience sexual arousal when you are in contact with someone you are not in a committed romantic relationship with?”
The main finding to emerge from this follow-up study was that the more promiscuity-minded men who happened also to have deficiencies in personal empathy and warmth were the ones most vigilant and responsive to female “exploitability” cues. Men without this critical calculus—say, a disagreeable man who prefers monogamy, or a caring one who likes to play the field—are more likely to have these cues fly right past their heads and miss the opportunity to capitalize on an “easy lay.” So rather than the sexual exploitability hypothesis summing up the male brain as one big ball of undifferentiated stereotype, the caveat here is that there are multiple subtypes of reproductive strategies in men. Not all men are pricks, in other words.

Do you know what I'd like to know?   How would those "more promiscuity-minded men who happened to also to have deficiencies in personal empathy and warmth" score in a study about, say, theft?  I'm not at all sure that what that study found has much to do with sexual selection per se.  It may have more to do with certain personality types and how they interact with the world in general than about the reproductive inheritance assigned to these men (which appears to be the use of coercion and perhaps violence).

Does any of this prove anything about natural selection?  The popularizer seems to think so because he suggests that Mother Nature is a misogynist:

It’s easy to see the sexual exploitability hypothesis as misogynistic, but I don’t believe the authors are advancing a chauvinistic ideology. Take those kinds of complaints up with natural selection, not the theorists untangling its sometimes-wicked ways.

Who knows what ideology EP practitioners have?  Ahem.    Still, I'd argue that this particular popularization is almost as misandrist as it is misogynist.  But most importantly, these two studies have not proven the sexual exploitability hypothesis as a result of natural selection.  Nothing of the sort!

One must not make those giant theoretical leaps without the intervening steps, you know.  We have no evidence about the way sexual selection functioned in some prehistoric era, the studies appear not to control for the effects of culture and the study of young American undergraduates looking at pictures on computers cannot be regarded as some kind of proof of genetic memes having to do with how human men choose one-night stand partners.

Still, EP practitioners often assume that those giant theoretical leaps have already been made.  Hence the suggestion that one should take the complaints to natural selection.  That's probably my strongest problem with the EP folk:  They tend to treat their theories like religion.

That's particularly notable in something like this popularization where the studies popularized address something (exploitative behavior) which is clearly not the main reproductive strategy of human males if it even is one at all.   That one appears to be pair-bonding and the creation of larger family groups.

But discussing the most obvious candidates for natural selection isn't anywhere near as much fun as discussing rape or being a pickup artist as reproductive strategies approved by Mother Nature.
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And what about that question the popularizer asks, as a challenge?  This one:

I think it’s fair to say that the findings are consistent with the authors’ sexual exploitability hypothesis—and evolved sex differences in reproductive strategies more generally. But here we run into one of the consistent criticisms of evolutionary psychology, which is that there can be a “just-so story” to explain every data set. Perhaps the effects reported by Goetz and her team can be interpreted just as well from a non-evolutionary perspective. (If you think so, I’d be curious to hear your ideas in the comments section below.) However you interpret them, results like these can feel self-evident, given that “obviously” men would find drunk and air-headed women easy to screw. But we also must be on the lookout for our own retrospective biases: After all, I’m not so sure most people would have predicted that men would also find such women more attractive. All else being equal, would you really have thought that the average man would subjectively perceive such women to be physically more alluring than their sober, bright-minded peers?

Answering that question really requires getting the studies and then wading through them.  Because the list of indicators of exploitability is all over the place.  It's pretty easy to see why a woman touching her bare breasts would be regarded as sexually attractive or at least inviting sexual approaches.  It's also possible that sexually aroused women have that sleepy look.  Or, rather, that what is called a "sleepy" look in the studies might be interpreted as the look a woman might have when approaching an orgasm.  Likewise, the way one looks when drunk on wine might not look that different from the way one looks when drunk on desire.

To give a more precise response I'd have to read the studies, alas.  And then I'd be even angrier than I am already.












 




Thursday, May 24, 2012

Echidne's Education Rant


Mitt Romney has come up with his education policy.  It's more of the same and would make the problem worse.  But that is so very common in American politics that I can't even get properly angry.

Well, not angrier about it than I already am.  The basic problems in the US education system are income inequality, residential segregation and the local funding of education.  When those are put together we end up with an unequal system, one where the districts that really need more resources than any other districts in fact end up with fewer resources.  Then the schools in the poor areas (where the students have many more problems) will fail and the solution is to punish the schools and the teachers.

The conservative solutions are an extremely odd form of free-marketism.  An extremely odd form!

Just think about it:  Parents, even those parents who had little education themselves, are expected to be able to shop around for a good education for their children, when what "good education" might mean is hard to define, except in the very long term, and when the information about schools is at best very partial.

At the same time, it looks like markets are not expected to work when it comes to teachers!  Teachers can get their salaries slashed, their retirement incomes shrunk and their reputations destroyed, and the conservatives expect that there will be plenty of well-prepared and skilled teachers in the future!  Nope, they don't need to be paid for going to college!  They are expected to teach only because it is a calling.

Though what the conservatives really want is for mothers to educate their children at home, for nothing.  That would cut the taxes.  That it would also be an extremely expensive form of education doesn't matter as the costs would all be individualized instead of socialized and mothers should be glad to sacrifice for their children, even if conservative politicians are not willing to sacrifice for the children of the country.

A big aspect of education is that the benefits do not fall just to the individuals who get educated but also on everyone else.  We are all ultimately happier in a society where people can read and write, where the colleges and universities produce capable physicians, managers, lawyers, dentists, teachers, social workers and so on.  But the free-marketeers tend to ignore that aspect of education altogether and only see a corporate-centered worker benefit as relevant.

If you eat your seed corn you will not sow any in the future.

The Gallup Pro-Life/Pro-Choice Poll


This one:

A record low 41 percent of Americans call themselves 'pro choice' on abortion, with the number sliding among independent voters, a key political group, a Gallup poll released on Wednesday showed.

The results of the May poll come as abortion and contraception supporters have come under increasing pressure in Congress and across the United States.


"Pro choice" is a label for people who favor the right of women to choose whether to bring a pregnancy to term. "Pro life" is a label for those who back legal protection for human fetuses, including outlawing abortion.

The pro choice figure in the May poll is 1 percentage point below the previous low of 42 percent in May 2009. It is down from 47 percent in July 2011, Gallup said in a statement.

Fifty percent of those surveyed described themselves as 'pro life.' That is 1 percentage point short of the record high, also in May 2009, it said.

"It remains to be seen whether the pro-life spike found this month proves temporary, as it did in 2009, or is sustained for some period," Gallup said.
And that's quite correct.  However, this poll shares with all other polls about abortion the difficulty of knowing what the questions really mean.  The same poll asked the respondents whether abortion should remain legal under all cases, under some cases or never, and the percentages choosing each of those alternatives, respectively, were 25%, 52% and 20%.

Those numbers should be compared to past Gallup polls which you can do here.  That comparison shows much less change and it is, after all, the question of about legality that is of real interest, not the question whether a respondent considers herself or himself pro-life or pro-choice or some combination of the two.








Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The Peonies. A Re-Post


This is a draft for a short story I wrote some years ago. You might enjoy it at the peony time of the year. Or not, given that it's a bit O. Henryish.


The tulips were pushing up from the black soil. They looked like knives, Bruce thought. From his window he could see sharp green knives piercing the cold soil all over the front yard. The tulips were Rosie's. She had planted them last fall, pushing the bulbs into the soil one by one, leaning on her crutches.

There was a list somewhere. A list about the tulips, what they were called and what plants would rise up around them. Bruce knew that he should look for the list; Rosie had spent what little strength she had left to write lists about all her plants, lists about the tasks of gardening, even lists telling him what to anticipate, what to look for, how to enjoy the beauty of her garden. He wasn't ready to look for the lists yet.

The house was silent. Bruce took his breakfast dishes back into the kitchen and then climbed up the steep stairs to the top of the house. There he had his study, his lair as Rosie had called it. The walls were covered with bookshelves and the shelves with books he loved. This is where he had escaped family Thanksgiving parties and rowdy grand-children's visits. This was where he used to relax, put his feet up and lean back in his old armchair while listening to the faint sounds of pre-dinner clatter Rosie was making in the kitchen downstairs. All was well in the world.

Now, of course, nothing was well in his world. He took down a favorite volume about the Civil War and opened it randomly. The words were just words printed on the paper. He put the book back in its place and turned around. He could see the back yard from his high window. Green knives in the back, too. He turned on the television set and sat down for another day of existence.

Some weeks later he noticed the first buds on the tulips. Most of them were plain green but a group near the dining-room window sported buds which shimmered darkly through the green. Were they infected with something, Bruce wondered? Rosie would have known. Her lists might tell him. He should look them up. He spent the day vacuuming, doing laundry and buying groceries. At night he put on a cardigan and opened the door to Rosie's room, her study. It was cold and smelled stale. He turned on the light and saw the lists she had left him, neatly stacked on her desk. The top one was about tulips.

He sat down to read.
"The ones under the dining-room window are called 'Queens of the Night', Bruce. They are as black as tulips come."
That explained the color of their bulbs.
"They are beautiful. I planted them in the middle of yellow-leaved hostas for contrast. The hostas are probably not up yet."
Bruce couldn't remember about the hostas. It wasn't something he normally noticed. But he would check tomorrow.
"They are stern, these tulips, and sad. But they also have a flame of life in the middle, a kind of sexiness as the name suggests. Do you remember New Orleans, Bruce?"
He couldn't read any further that night.

The following weekend Bruce's son came to visit with his young family. The house was full of children's laughter and cheerful-sounding conversation. Bruce wanted to ask his son about the tulips but couldn't get the topic introduced. They spent the afternoon out, and Bruce came home tired. The sun was setting and its rays struck the now open black tulips with a malicious glee. Bruce glared at them. His anger was quite impartial; he was angry at the tulips, his son and Rosie. He was angry at the idea of gardening. Gardening was what Rosie did.

That night he couldn't sleep because of the heavy meal they had had in a noisy restaurant. He took the tulip notes to bed with him and continued reading.

"The ones in the back yard are lily-shaped tulips. Their petals are tipped. I always thought of them as butterflies trying to take off. The most beautiful ones near the fence are called 'Ballerinas'. You'll see why when they flower: They look just like dancers in their tutus standing on point."
'Ballerinas', Bruce mouthed. What did he have to do with 'Ballerinas'? Who invented these idiotic names in the first place?

"They should flower at the same time as the bleeding hearts behind them. The bleeding hearts should echo the pink in the tulips, or so I hope. Oh Bruce, I so wanted to see them together! I know that you don't care for such things but won't you watch out for them, for my sake?"

Bruce turned off the light and lay there, his eyes filling with tears of anger. How dare Rosie do this, play him like a violin? She always fought unfairly, and now he couldn't even point that out to her.

In a few days all the tulips were in flower. The garden looked deceptive, as if Rosie was still there to care for it. Bruce made notes of the heights of the different varieties and counted their blooms. He tried to appreciate the color harmonies and contrasts, but for this he had to take Rosie's list out and to study it sitting on the front steps. Neighbors passing by complimented him on the tulips. He didn't want to remind them that he hadn't planted any himself. Then he became worried about the upkeep the tulips might require. Surely Rosie used to do something to them every spring?

He looked up her list of garden tasks. It was written differently, it was businesslike with chores, tools and times listed in a table. This was Rosie, too, her cool, professional side. Still, Bruce read through the list twice seeking in vain for a more personal note. He was impressed by the sheer volume of physical labor needed for gardening. Rosie never asked for his help.

He began the following morning with the cleaning of the flowerbeds, raking and aerating the soil. He carted compost from the pile by wheelbarrowfuls and spread it across the beds. His shoulders ached and sweat trickled down his nose. The earth had a deep smell. He didn't know if the compost was spread to the right thickness and he wasn't sure if he hadn't removed something from the beds that was supposed to stay, but he slept well that night.

It rained in the morning. The rain pelted the windows and smeared the view through them with tears. The tulips stood up against the grayness like so many colored flags, like soldiers in gaudy uniforms, refusing to bend in the face of the inevitable. Bruce cracked the window open. The smell of wet earth and green leaves drifted in, mingling with the rain and the soreness in his muscles.

He suddenly missed Rosie so much that his body felt stretched thin, pulled infinitely long until it reached the borders of the realm of the dead, until he turned into an insistent throbbing of one desperate thought, this thought knocking on the sealed doors of the dead, asking for Rosie O'Leary. The pain was unbearable, not bearable, but he bore it anyway. After a few moments, or an eternity, it receded, and Bruce stood there looking out into the rain again. He hated being alive.

Later that day he moved all Rosie's lists up to his study and arranged them in an order that seemed logical. He took the top one, titled 'Late Spring-Early Summer' and sat down to read it in his armchair. The rain drummed on the roof. It was almost cozy in his den, warm and dry. He shuffled the papers in his lap and a faint whiff of Rosie's perfume touched his nose. It pierced him for a second.

"You are going to hate the weeding, Bruce. I always hated it. The weeds crop up so fast this time of the year and you can't let them win, that's how you are. That means an aching back, my dear. There is some liniment for that in the medicine cabinet. I am sorry for your pain, but the weeding will do you good."
Bruce grimaced at the thought and turned the page.

"My favorite moment of late spring was always the opening of the peonies. I never planted them, they came with the house, and I don't know what they are called. They have these small hard buds, like hands held in a tight fist against fear or anger, and ants crawl over them, seeking the sweetness in them. I could never decide if it looked like a horror film or the prelude to some erotica. The first spring when we moved to the house, remember, when the children were tiny?, I wanted to pull the peonies out because they gave me the shivers, but there was so much to do that I never got around to it. Now, of course, I am grateful for that, for the next stage is the opening of their buds and that is worth everything. They opened for us all those years, love. All those years we had together."

Bruce was crying now, his body releasing the sobs in tune with the rain on the roof. He stumbled up and leaned against the cold window panes, crying.

When the rain slowed down his tears also did and he was able to stand straighter again. He didn't really want to go back to the list but he wanted to know about the opening of the peonies.

"The buds break open when you're not looking. Perhaps they just can't take the stroking of the ants any more, or perhaps the mild night wind blows them open. Anyway, one morning when you go out there they are, these gigantic, blowsy, crushed flowers, like white-and-pink silk, straining to open even more towards the sun. It is so sensual, Bruce. You must touch them, put your senses in your fingertips and lips and touch them. And then you must inhale their scent. Hurry, for they won't last very long.

I miss your body, Bruce. Even in this hell of pain, with my body being pulled apart by the final crunching of death's teeth, I want you. I know that you can't want me now, I understand. But you will want me when I am dead and the peonies will help."

When Bruce went to bed that night the sheets felt like Rosie's hands on his chest. The air was heavier, moister, than usual, and as he drifted asleep he turned to Rosie's side of the bed trying to pull her into his embrace. He dreamt about naked flesh and sex and woke up half-guilty half-relieved.

The spring speeded up. The tulips stretched their petals wider and wider and then dropped them. Other flowers took their place. Bruce fertilized and weeded, staked and weeded, watered and weeded. His muscles ached and he couldn't get his nails clean. He now knew Rosie's early year lists by heart and had started reading her gardening books. He wasn't going to be a gardener; that was what Rosie did, but he wanted to do this one thing for her. When his daughter who lived in France called him he told her all about the garden. She seemed pleased.

Then the peonies opened. It was just like Rosie had written. Yesterday they were all holding their closed fists up to the sky, today they were bending down, heavy with blossoms both celestial and obscene. Bruce looked around to make sure that nobody was looking and then buried his face in them. They were scented with innocence and hope and the smell of love and frenzied couplings. They caressed his face, their silkiness a thousand remembered nights with Rosie. Bruce stood there, half-crouched, while his body filled with longing, grief and desire. That moment Rosie was there with him, one with him, and also saying goodbye to him.

He spent the whole day with the peonies, until a hunger made him so weak that he barely made it back into the house and to a gigantic supper. After supper he moved Rosie's gardening books up to his study and selected a volume to read. He wanted to buy something new for his garden. A rose bush, perhaps.


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

One More Fund-Raising Post


It's that time of the year.  My warmest thanks to all who have contributed to the expenses of this blog.  There's still time to contribute and the expenses haven't quite been covered.