I have tried so very, very hard not to get into this. The whole FSoG thing just makes me tired and has since it first came out, so I mostly ignore it.
But of course, if something irks me, eventually I’ll find my way to my blog about it.
With the movie coming out and everyone watching/hate-watching it, every single day there are a dozen new opinion pieces on it. (And this post, btw, is not an opinion piece on the books, movie, etc, but on one segment of the conversation about the subject.) Besides the usual batch of “this story not only depicts wrong BDSM practices and abuse, it normalizes/romanticizes it, and that’s a bad thing” ones, there’s been a sharp push in the other direction.
“It’s a touching love story and I’m sick of people telling me I can’t enjoy it.”
“I loved the book, it’s just a LOVE STORY, and all these people are screaming about abuse, which it’s not.”
“I can enjoy whatever I want and I’m tired of people making me feel bad about it. I’m taking a stand.”
I just…
I…
Okay, I have one question.
Is this really the hill you want to die on here?
You have survivors of rape and abuse with the courage to come forward and say, “Look, here is a thing that is problematic in that it resembles what I went through, and maybe you should think about what you’re condoning when you call it a ‘touching love story’. That’s contributing to a dangerous narrative.”
And…you want them to be quiet about this? You think they should stop talking about this? Because you…don’t like them making you feel bad?
Again…is this really the hill you want to die on here, people? The one you’re on while defending something a marginalized group is pointing out has problematic content that hurts them?
The one opposing domestic violence survivors???
Here’s the thing: no one is taking the book away from you. No one is saying you can’t have fantasies. No one is saying you can’t love it. But you loving a thing does not erase the potential harm it’s doing to other people, and your vocal support of it with no caveats about the problematic nature of it hurts others. Your fantasies are also someone else’s reality and they’re telling you, pretty clearly, that it’s painful for them to hear you talk about how this horrible thing they went through just sounds AWESOME.
Look, I like lots of stuff with problematic* elements, especially stuff I loved in my childhood.
Take Crocodile Dundee. I saw that in the theatre as a kid. I own the DVD now. Watching it as an adult…hmm, wow, there is some frighteningly awful transphobic content in this movie. Huh.
Do I still like the movie? Yes. Being a cis woman who has not experienced transphobia, I am in a privileged position of being able to separate the bits that I recognize are contributing to a harmful narrative of trans women from the rest of the film that I like. If a trans woman raises the point about how it dehumanizes her and helps support a culture of hate that threatens her life, well, I ain’t gonna argue with that. She’s right. I can still like a lot of the movie while recognizing the harm it does to other people. And I’m not going to defend transphobia in the film simply because I like the rest of it. In fact, if you tell me I’m a bad person for liking the film because of problematic content in it, I’m not going to get butthurt about it but seriously contemplate your position and my privilege.
Defending Crocodile Dundee is not a hill I’m prepared to die on.
Now, back to FSoG, I do not think one movie or book is likely going to directly hurt someone (unless you throw it at them).
I think women are pretty savvy and I don’t worry about them reading FSoG and suddenly falling into an abusive relationship. I give women–even impressionable teen girls–a hell of a lot more credit than that. I don’t necessarily think merely watching one sexual assault against a character in an 80s film is going to directly lead to everyone assaulting women, or that every man ever who watches a single rom-com is going to believe harassing a women will make her fall in love with him.
But these stories do not exist in a vacuum.
When the overriding culture we live in idealizes, normalizes, and romanticizes violence against all women–when people are arguing about what does and doesn’t constitute consent–THAT is what is dangerous. And the culture is made up of all the tiny little seemingly harmless things we say and do on a daily basis. When a domestic violence victim says “This is the most horrible thing that ever happened to me” and everyone around her shouts “OH IT’S SO ROMANTIC”…you see how that’s a problem? And when they tell her to shut up because they like this “touching love story” and don’t want to hear her criticisms? You think that’s perhaps not the most empathetic approach? Maybe? A little?
Believe me, if you’re tired of hearing about how this story you like is harmful to people, imagine how tired DV survivors are of hearing about how romantic it is.
So see this post by Jenny Trout, as it articulates everything I’d want to say but get too ragey to get into, and “I Dated Christian Grey” at The Mary Sue, and instead of getting defensive/feeling attacked, try to listen to what survivors are saying.
And, again, question whether or not silencing them for your comfort is really a battle worth fighting.
/Skyla out. This’ll be the last I say on the subject–I have shit to do.
* My definition of problematic is when something is played for laughs or idealized without any awareness of its harm, or normalizes something harmful. Showing a man reacting offensively to a trans woman is not necessarily problematic if it’s depicted as a bad thing. Showing a man reacting offensively to a trans woman and playing it for laughs absolutely is. Likewise, depicting an abusive relationship is not necessarily problematic if it’s depicted as bad thing. Depicting an abusive relationship as romantic/ideal is. In both cases, though, even depicting bad things as bad can mean contributing to a harmful narrative and should be done with care. These kinds of conversations are important to have.
Llaph says
Sense, you make it.
Last night, for the first time in my life I returned a book I bought. Normally if I don’t like a book I just don’t finish it. But, this book … I just have no words for it. It basically glamourized abuse, slavery, and rape. The basic flavor of the glowing reviews?People thought it was romantic…
“He only abuses, leashes, and continually rapes me because he is falling in love with me and doesn’t know how to express himself.”
It wasn’t the same genre of FS, but the same mob mentality took over.
People don’t care enough about the thoughts and feelings of others.
People care too much about the thoughts and feelings of others.
I think I’m constantly doing a mental … when it comes to wtf people are doing. Too bad that the smart people arenn’t loud enough or use too many syllables and words for other people and lose their attention.
Skyla Dawn Cameron says
I continually run into people who say “Well, I didn’t think it depicted abuse” and I’m like…um, so? That means you’re wrong, quite frankly. I realize no one likes to be told they’re wrong, but head to any domestic violence website and read the description of abuse and then apply it to that book (or any number of dozens of books out there). Notice the similarities?
And then they squawk, “But context!”
And THAT right there is what troubles me. Because every single woman (or man) who reads the list of abuse warning signs and recognizes them in their own relationship immediately says “But context.” “Yes, he controls what I do, but he just wants what’s best for me. Yes, he says hurtful things/hits me, but it’s my fault. Yes, he manipulates me, but he really loves me and he’s just damaged.”
I know this intimately. Years ago, I went to Take Back the Night with my ex, run by the local women’s shelter, and when we stopped to read one of the boards with a list of warning signs of a domestic abuser, my ex read it and mused, “I wonder how many of these I fit.”
And my brain, my poor worn down brain that for a decade had been manipulated by this man, scrambled to excuse away what he said, even when a part of me was deeply uncomfortable and realized something was very, very wrong here.
So I know. I get it. And that’s why it hurts me deeply when others do the same, whether it’s fiction or in real life.
I am ALL FOR depictions of unhealthy relationships. Let’s face it, that’s mostly what I write. But I am AWARE of what I’m writing, as are my readers. I don’t dress it up as something else or pretend trying to kill your boyfriend and his family is a good idea.
Llaph says
At one time I used to say I would never put up with that, why is she putting up with that, and the best one … why doesn’t she just leave?
The messed up thing is that most people won’t see it until they are smacked in the face with it.I know because I’ve been there now and I unfortunately know those answers. It took a big ass one for me to get it. When I look back now and think about when I was in the hospital …. You would think a person in the situation I was in to freak about waking up blind. My first thoughts were about how I was going to take care of my ex, as in how was I going to cook, clean, or stuff like that. Instead of thinking about how I was going to live and basically walk again. It’’s screwed up because it sneaks up on you, at least it did for me.A long time ago I worked at a place that handmade candles.Part of the process, while pouring or any other stuff you do to the molds , had you touching or moving those molds. The first pour is around 200 degrees F. Once poured the molds conduct the heat and it all gets hotter. Long story short after a few months working their and handling the molds built up my heat resistance and I didn’t think about it until I had to take something out of the oven asap and forgot to grab a potholder in my haste. My boyfriend at the time was all wtf at me in shock. I didn’t even feel the heat, if I go to do that now I will so burn my hand.
It really sucks, , butsome people wo’t blieve the fire is hot and think it is pretty and moves all seductive like and won’t hurt them. They refuse to believe until they themselves or see someone personally burn themselves get hurt before they believe it.
The big problem is that anyone can tell a story and unless they’ve been proven to be wrong people will believe it. It’s sad and frustrating as hell to the people that know the truth, but look at history. You and I both see it now, but there are a ton of people that haven’t been “burned” yet that think it’s all hunky dory and that it is popular now so they go to jump on the wagon and will defend their spot until they get pushed out.
Sorry to ramble, but this type of crap irritates the hell out of me. Probably a big reason why I’m just an anti-social hermit now—but people are annoying and my tolerance for stupidity has shrunk.
Skyla Dawn Cameron says
That’s exactly it, I know a tremendous number of very intelligent women who got caught up in abusive relationships, and no matter how smart you are, it sneaks up on you. I’ve said before, it’s like being in the eye of a storm. Everyone AROUND YOU can see the shit flying and how dangerous it is, but when you’re in the center of it, it seems “normal”. It often isn’t until you’re outside of it that you realize how fucked up your idea of “normal” truly was.
I’m with you, I am so much happier being an anti-social hermit. I think that’s why I’m so startled by this sometimes–I live in a little feminist bubble, where the people I talk to and follow on a daily basis have the same values I do, so on the rare occasion one of those friends is like ‘OMG this [creepy, abusive] guy in this book is so hot’, it’s very jarring and upsetting.