Death threats are part of the game we play
Apr. 6th, 2012 01:34 pmWhether you paid any attention to Christopher Priest's rant about the Clarke shortlist or not, you should go read Cat Valente's follow-up post, about what would have happened if a woman had said anything even half that scathing.
This is the reality women live with online, and sometimes in person. It isn't even just a thing that happens when we yell at somebody, when we criticize something, when we get angry. It can happen when we say anything the reader doesn't like. Express a political opinion? Post pictures of yourself online? Root for the wrong sports team? "Bitch, I hope you get raped to death like the ugly cow you are."
Because for a frighteningly large segment of the populace, that's what you say to shut a woman up. It's a knee-jerk reflex, like swatting a fly.
How large of a segment? Who knows. Any number larger than "pathologically unwell people who are or should be seeing a mental health professional" is too large. And they're loud. They swarm the internet, they take over the comment sections on various sites, they poison the water and drive out the good, and for whatever reason, we let them get away with it. We don't band together like we should and say, start acting like a human, instead of something out of Lovecraft.
(I'm laying off the hyenas, out of consideration for my commenters.)
Sometimes we say it. Some of us do. I don't do it often enough because, to be honest, I stay away from comment threads most of the time. When I see things like the response Jim Hines dissects, my hands go cold, my fingers start shaking, and whether I respond or not I spend the rest of the day chewing that piece of foul-tasting meat over and over and over again; it's easier just to avoid the trap. But I need to go to bat for human decency more often. We all do. Again and again, until we've sent this malignance howling for the shadows.
Have I gotten death threats, rape threats, any of the hatred Cat describes? I haven't, actually. But the sad thing is, I know that isn't because I'm a nice person who doesn't deserve it, a good, demure woman who doesn't need to be put in her place.
It's because not enough people are reading what I write. Give me a bigger microphone, and the sewage will come to swamp me, too.
We need to cut this shit out. The men who spew this kind of thing need to get over whatever misogynistic reflex makes them say it, and the rest of us, men and women alike, need to keep telling them so until they do. I don't know how we do that -- I don't know how we get it through their skulls -- but we have to try. Even the attempt is a form of support for the ones drowning in the bile, and they need all the support they can get.
For fuck's sake, people. That is a person on the other end of the things you say. Remember that. And summon up the basic compassion to care.
This is the reality women live with online, and sometimes in person. It isn't even just a thing that happens when we yell at somebody, when we criticize something, when we get angry. It can happen when we say anything the reader doesn't like. Express a political opinion? Post pictures of yourself online? Root for the wrong sports team? "Bitch, I hope you get raped to death like the ugly cow you are."
Because for a frighteningly large segment of the populace, that's what you say to shut a woman up. It's a knee-jerk reflex, like swatting a fly.
How large of a segment? Who knows. Any number larger than "pathologically unwell people who are or should be seeing a mental health professional" is too large. And they're loud. They swarm the internet, they take over the comment sections on various sites, they poison the water and drive out the good, and for whatever reason, we let them get away with it. We don't band together like we should and say, start acting like a human, instead of something out of Lovecraft.
(I'm laying off the hyenas, out of consideration for my commenters.)
Sometimes we say it. Some of us do. I don't do it often enough because, to be honest, I stay away from comment threads most of the time. When I see things like the response Jim Hines dissects, my hands go cold, my fingers start shaking, and whether I respond or not I spend the rest of the day chewing that piece of foul-tasting meat over and over and over again; it's easier just to avoid the trap. But I need to go to bat for human decency more often. We all do. Again and again, until we've sent this malignance howling for the shadows.
Have I gotten death threats, rape threats, any of the hatred Cat describes? I haven't, actually. But the sad thing is, I know that isn't because I'm a nice person who doesn't deserve it, a good, demure woman who doesn't need to be put in her place.
It's because not enough people are reading what I write. Give me a bigger microphone, and the sewage will come to swamp me, too.
We need to cut this shit out. The men who spew this kind of thing need to get over whatever misogynistic reflex makes them say it, and the rest of us, men and women alike, need to keep telling them so until they do. I don't know how we do that -- I don't know how we get it through their skulls -- but we have to try. Even the attempt is a form of support for the ones drowning in the bile, and they need all the support they can get.
For fuck's sake, people. That is a person on the other end of the things you say. Remember that. And summon up the basic compassion to care.
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Date: 2012-04-06 09:38 pm (UTC)I agree that women tend to attract nastier venom -- probably because they're seen as easier victims or these jerks think women shouldn't talk at all.
But I also think that the whole level of discourse has got nastier in the last five years, even in person.
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Date: 2012-04-06 09:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-06 11:24 pm (UTC)It was the most depressing subject. But apparently my presentation was amazing because I'm at my most articulate when I'm furious. The core of the issue was first amendment vs. constitutional rights to security/privacy, because the reason we don't run them off? Because "they have a right to say it." We, however, do not have a right to feel safe. Words! More important than worrying if the commenter that found your house is going to come over and bring their friends.
It's just so... absurd. And my time online means I wasn't hurting for quotes, many of which raised eyebrows because they couldn't believe people would say that. But, oh, I have sources for them all. Hell, the research was chilling enough that if I get a publication offer, I'm not sure if I'll take it because I don't really know if I want my name attached to it. I am not as brave as many of the women I quoted.
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Date: 2012-04-06 11:38 pm (UTC)I can pull up a copy of a very early netiquette document, back in the early 90's, when the web was still this quirky new thing somebody at MIT was just starting to distribute software to run, talking about the necessity of remembering that the person reading your email or newsgroup posting was another human being, and you shouldn't write something there that you wouldn't say in person. It's a recurring issue that we haven't ever solved.
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Date: 2012-04-07 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-07 04:03 pm (UTC)Yeah. Chew on that one for a bit.
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Date: 2012-04-07 04:38 pm (UTC)Some days, the urge to shout, "What is wrong with all you people?!" at the internet is very strong.
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Date: 2012-04-07 04:40 pm (UTC)That's...special. Although, what do I know? I've been told that I come across as a butch dyke instead of a woman on at least one occasion.
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Date: 2012-04-07 05:40 pm (UTC)No word on whether I was supposed to be butch or femme or what, but I wouldn't be surprised.
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Date: 2012-04-09 12:56 pm (UTC)Because in 2006, cars hadn't been invented yet and state lines are impermeable barriers.
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Date: 2012-04-09 12:57 pm (UTC)