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In some grazing regions the sheep is an object of terror, destroying grass, bush and forest by omnipresent nibbling; on the great plains, sheep-keeping frequently results in insanity, owing to the loneliness of the shepherd, and the monotonous appearance and behavior of the sheep.
By the poet, young sheep are preferred, the lamb gambolling gaily; unless it be in hymns, where "all we like sheep" are repeatedly described, and much stress is laid upon the straying propensities of the animal.
To the scientific mind there is special interest in the sequacity of sheep, their habit of following one another with automatic imitation.This instinct, we are told, has been developed by ages of wild crowded racing on narrow ledges, along precipices, chasms, around sudden spurs and corners, only the leader seeing when, where and how to jump.If those behind jumped exactly as he did, they lived.If they stopped to exercise independent judgment, they were pushed off and perished; they and their judgment with them.
All these things, and many that are similar, occur to us when we think of sheep.They are also ewes and rams.Yes, truly; but what of it?All that has been said was said of sheep, genus ovis, that bland beast, compound of mutton, wool, and foolishness. so widely known.If we think of the sheep-dog (and dog-ess), the shepherd (and shepherd-ess), of the ferocious sheep-eating bird of New Zealand, the Kea (and Kea-ess), all these herd, guard, or kill the sheep, both rams and ewes alike.In regard to mutton, to wool, to general character, we think only of their sheepishness, not at all of their ramishness or eweishness. That which is ovine or bovine, canine, feline or equine, is easily recognized as distinguishing that particular species of animal, and has no relation whatever to the sex thereof.
Returning to our muttons, let us consider the ram, and wherein his character differs from the sheep.We find he has a more quarrelsome disposition.He paws the earth and makes a noise.He has a tendency to butt.So has a goat--Mr. Goat.So has Mr. Buffalo, and Mr. Moose, and Mr. Antelope.This tendency to plunge head foremost at an adversary--and to find any other gentleman an adversary on sight--evidently does not pertain to sheep, to genus ovis; but to any male creature with horns.
As "function comes before organ," we may even give a reminiscent glance down the long path of evolution, and see how the mere act of butting--passionately and perpetually repeated--born of the belligerent spirit of the male--produced horns!
The ewe, on the other hand, exhibits love and care for her little ones, gives them milk and tries to guard them.But so does a goat--Mrs. Goat.So does Mrs. Buffalo and the rest.Evidently this mother instinct is no peculiarity of genus ovis, but of any female creature.
Even the bird, though not a mammal, shows the same mother-love and mother-care, while the father bird, though not a butter, fights with beak and wing and spur.His competition is more effective through display.The wish to please, the need to please, the overmastering necessity upon him that he secure the favor of the female, has made the male bird blossom like a butterfly.He blazes in gorgeous plumage, rears haughty crests and combs, shows drooping wattles and dangling blobs such as the turkey-cock affords; long splendid feathers for pure ornament appear upon him; what in her is a mere tail-effect becomes in him a mass of glittering drapery.
Partridge-cock, farmyard-cock, peacock, from sparrow to ostrich, observe his mien!To strut and languish; to exhibit every beauteous lure; to sacrifice ease, comfort, speed, everything--to beauty--for her sake--this is the nature of the he-bird of any species; the characteristic, not of the turkey, but of the cock!With drumming of loud wings, with crow and quack and bursts of glorious song, he woos his mate; displays his splendors before her; fights fiercely with his rivals.To butt--to strut--to make a noise--all for love's sake; these acts are common to the male.
We may now generalize and clearly state: That is masculine which belongs to the male--to any or all males, irrespective of species.That is feminine which belongs to the female, to any or all females, irrespective of species.That is ovine, bovine, feline, canine, equine or asinine which belongs to that species, irrespective of sex.
That one sex should have monopolized all human activities, called them "man's work," and managed them as such, is what is meant by the phrase "Androcentric Culture."
It is earnestly hoped that no reader will take offence at the necessarily frequent, reference to these essential features of maleness.In the many books about women it is, naturally, their femaleness that has been studied and enlarged upon.And though women, after thousands of years of such discussion, have become a little restive under the constant use of the word female: men, as rational beings, should not object to an analogous study--at least not for some time--a few centuries or so.
How, then, do we find these masculine tendencies, desire, combat and self-expression, affect the home and family when given too much power?
First comes the effect in the preliminary work of selection.One of the most uplifting forces of nature is that of sex selection.The males, numerous, varied, pouring a flood of energy into wide modifications, compete for the female, and she selects the victor, this securing to the race the new improvements.
In forming the proprietary family there is no such competition, no such selection.The man, by violence or by purchase, does the choosing--he selects the kind of woman that pleases him.Nature did not intend him to select; he is not good at it.Neither was the female intended to compete--she is not good at it.
If there is a race between males for a mate--the swiftest gets her first; but if one male is chasing a number of females he gets the slowest first.The one method improves our speed: the other does not.If males struggle and fight with one another for a mate, the strongest secures her; if the male struggles and fights with the female--(a peculiar and unnatural horror, known only among human beings) he most readily secures the weakest.The one method improves our strength--the other does not.
The young girl is reared in what we call "innocence;" poetically described as "bloom;" and this condition is held one of her chief "charms."The requisite is wholly androcentric.This "innocence" does not enable her to choose a husband wisely; she does not even know the dangers that possibly confront her.We vaguely imagine that her father or brother, who do know, will protect her.Unfortunately the father and brother, under our current "double standard" of morality do not judge the applicants as she would if she knew the nature of their offenses.
Furthermore, if her heart is set on one of them, no amount of general advice and opposition serves to prevent her marrying him."I love him!" she says, sublimely."I do not care what he has done.I will forgive him.I will save him!"
This state of mind serves to forward the interests of the lover, but is of no advantage to the children.We have magnified the duties of the wife, and minified the duties of the mother; and this is inevitable in a family relation every law and custom of which is arranged from the masculine viewpoint.
From this same viewpoint, equally essential to the proprietary family, comes the requirement that the woman shall serve the man.Her service is not that of the associate and equal, as when she joins him in his business.It is not that of a beneficial combination, as when she practices another business and they share the profits; it is not even that of the specialist, as the service of a tailor or barber; it is personal service--the work of a servant.
The underlying reason is this.Industry, at its base, is a feminine function.The surplus energy of the mother does not manifest itself in noise, or combat, or display, but in productive industry.Because of her mother-power she became the first inventor and laborer; being in truth the mother of all industry as well as all people.
Man's entrance upon industry is late and reluctant; as will be shown later in treating his effect on economics.In this field of family life, his effect was as follows:
Establishing the proprietary family at an age when the industry was primitive and domestic; and thereafter confining the woman solely to the domestic area, he thereby confined her to primitive industry.The domestic industries, in the hands of women, constitute a survival of our remotest past.Such work was "woman's work" as was all the work then known; such work is still considered woman's work because they have been prevented from doing any other.
**Gilman continues with a well-worth-reading, but somewhat lengthy, analysis of the wrongs which the male-dominant family do to all of it's members - both male and female children, the husband, and the wife.
The female, on the other hand, varies much less, remaining nearer the race type; and her function is to select among these varying males the specimens most valuable to the race.In the intense masculine competition the victor must necessarily be stronger than his fellows; he is first proven equal to his environment by having lived to grow up, then more than equal to his fellows by overcoming them.Thishigher grade of selection also develops not only the characteristics necessary to make a living; but secondary ones, often of a purely aesthetic nature, which make much of what we call beauty.Between the two, all who live must be up to a certain grade, and those who become parents must be above it; a masterly arrangement surely!
Here is where, during the period of our human history, we in our newborn consciousness and imperfect knowledge, have grievously interfered with the laws of nature.The ancient proprietary family, treating the woman as a slave, keeping her a prisoner and subject to the will of her master, cut her off at once from the exercise of those activities which alone develop and maintain the race type.
"None!" is the proud reply."Men are people!Women, being 'the sex,' have their limited feminine interests, their feminine point of view, which must be provided for.Men, however, are not restricted--to them belongs the world's literature!"
Yes, it has belonged to them--ever since there was any.They have written it and they have read it.It is only lately that women, generally speaking, have been taught to read; still more lately that they have been allowed to write.It is but a little while since Harriet Martineau concealed her writing beneath her sewing when visitors came in--writing was "masculine"--sewing "feminine."
We have not, it Is true, confined men to a narrowly construed "masculine sphere," and composed a special literature suited to it.Their effect on literature has been far wider than that, monopolizing this form of art with special favor.
"I Pharaoh, King of Kings! Lord of Lords! (etc. etc.), "went down into the miserable land of Kush, and slew of the inhabitants thereof an hundred and forty and two thousands!"That, or something like it, is the kind of record early history gives us.
The story of Conquering Kings, who and how many they killed and enslaved; the groveling adulation of the abased; the unlimited jubilation of the victor; from the primitive state of most ancient kings, and the Roman triumphs where queens walked in chains, down to our omni present soldier's monuments: the story of war and conquest--war and conquest--over and over; with such boasting and triumph, such cock-crow and flapping of wings as show most unmistakably the natural source.
All this will strike the reader at first as biased and unfair."That was the way people lived in those days!" says the reader.
No--it was not the way women lived.
"O, women!" says the reader, "Of course not!Women are different."
Yea, women are different; and men are different! Both of them, as sexes, differ from the human norm, which is social life and all social development.Society was slowly growing in all those black blind years.The arts, the sciences, the trades and crafts and professions, religion, philosophy, government, law, commerce, agriculture--all the human processes were going on as well as they were able, between wars.
The male naturally fights, and naturally crows, triumphs over his rival and takes the prize--therefore was he made male.Maleness means war.
Not only so; but being male, he cares only for male interests.Men, being the sole arbiters of what should be done and said and written, have given us not only a social growth scarred and thwarted from the beginning by continual destruction; but a history which is one unbroken record of courage and red cruelty, of triumph and black shame.
As to what went on that was of real consequence, the great slow steps of the working world, the discoveries and inventions, the real progress of humanity--that was not worth recording, from a masculine point of view.Within this last century, "the woman's century," the century of the great awakening, the rising demand for freedom, political, economic, and domestic, we are beginning to write real history, human history, and not merely masculine history.But that great branch of literature--Hebrew, Greek, Roman, and all down later times, shows beyond all question, the influence of our androcentric culture.
The Story-of-Adventure branch is not so thick as the other by any means, but it is a sturdy bough for all that.Stevenson and Kipling have proved its immense popularity, with the whole brood of detective stories and the tales of successful rascality we call "picaresque"Our most popular weekly shows the broad appeal of this class of fiction.
All these tales of adventure, of struggle and difficulty; of hunting and fishing and fighting; of robbing and murdering, catching and punishing, are distinctly and essentially masculine.They do not touch on human processes, social processes, but on the special field of predatory excitement so long the sole province of men.
Now for the main branch--the Love Story.Ninety per cent. of fiction is In this line; this is preeminently the major interest of life--given in fiction.What is the love-story, as rendered by this art?
It is the story of the pre-marital struggle.It is the Adventures of Him in Pursuit of Her--and it stops when he gets her!Story after story, age after age, over and over and over, this ceaseless repetition of the Preliminaries.
Here is Human Life.In its large sense, its real sense, it is a matter of inter-relation between individuals and groups, covering all emotions, all processes, all experiences.Out of this vast field of human life fiction arbitrarily selects one emotion, one process, one experience, as its necessary base.
"Ah! but we are persons most of all!" protests the reader."This is personal experience--it has the universal appeal!"
Take human life personally then.Here is a Human Being, a life, covering some seventy years; involving the changing growth of many faculties; the ever new marvels of youth, the long working time of middle life, the slow ripening of age.Here is the human soul, in the human body, Living.Out of this field of personal life, with all of its emotions, processes, and experiences, fiction arbitrarily selects one emotion, one process, one experience, mainly of one sex.
The "love" of our stories is man's love of woman.If any dare dispute this, and say it treats equally of woman's love for man, I answer, "Then why do the stories stop at marriage?"
There are other fields, broad and brilliantly promising, but this chapter is meant merely to show that our one-sided culture has, in this art, most disproportionately overestimated the dominant instincts of the male--Love and War--an offense against art and truth, and an injury to life.
Games of this sort will never appeal to women.They are not wrong; not necessarily evil in their place; our mistake is in considering them as human, whereas they are only masculine.
"Women have no sense of humor" has been frequently said, when "Women have not a masculine sense of humor" would be truer.If women had thirty "good stories" twenty-nine of which could not be told to men, it is possible that men, if they heard some of the twenty-nine, would not find them funny.The overweight of one sex has told in our amusements as everywhere else.
Ethical laws are laws--not idle notions.Chastity is a virtue because it promotes human welfare--not because men happen to prize it in women and ignore it themselves.The underlying reason for the whole thing is the benefit of the child; and to that end a pure and noble fatherhood is requisite, as well as such a motherhood.Under the limitations of a too masculine ethics, we have developed on this one line social conditions which would be absurdly funny if they were not so horrible.
As the idea of heaven developed in the man's mind it became the Happy Hunting Ground of the savage, the beery and gory Valhalla of the Norseman, the voluptuous, many-houri-ed Paradise of the Mohammedan.These are men's heavens all.Women have never been so fond of hunting, beer or blood; and their houris would be of the other kind.It may be said that the early Christian idea of heaven is by no means planned for men.That is trite, and is perhaps the reason why it has never had so compelling an attraction for them.
We might as well hold women responsible for harems--or prisoners for jails.To be helplessly confined to a given place or condition does not prove that one has chosen it; much less made it.
No; in an androcentric culture "society," like every other social relation, is dominated by the male and arranged for his convenience.There are, of course, modifications due to the presence of the other sex; where there are more women than men there are inevitable results of their influence; but the character and conditions of the whole performance are dictated by men.
The feet of the little Chinese girl are bound by her mother and her nurse--but it is not for woman's pleasure that this crippling torture was invented.The Oriental veil is worn by women, but it is not for any need of theirs that veils were decreed them.
Men associate without any limit but that of inclination and financial capacity.Even class distinction only works one way--the low-class man may not mingle with high-class women; but the high-class man may--and does--mingle with low-class women.It is his society--may not a man do what he will with his own?
Why? What good does it do her? Her whole life's success is made to depend on her marrying; her health and happiness depends on her marrying the right man.The more "innocent" she is, the less she knows, the easier it is for the wrong man to get her.
Do we find this? By no means.
"Society" allows the man all liberty--all privilege--all license.There are certain offences which would exclude him; such as not paying gambling debts, or being poor; but offences against womanhood--against motherhood--do not exclude him.
How about the reverse?
If "society" is made by women, for women, surely a misstep by a helplessly "innocent" girl, will not injure her standing!
But it does.She is no longer "innocent."She knows now.She has lost her market value and is thrown out of the shop.Why not? It is his shop--not hers.What women may and may not be, what they must and must not do, all is measured from the masculine standard.
A really feminine "society" based on the needs and pleasures of women, both as females and as human beings, would in the first place accord them freedom and knowledge; the knowledge which is power. It would not show us "the queen of the ballroom" in the position of a wall-flower unless favored by masculine invitation; unable to eat unless he brings her something; unable to cross the floor without his arm.Of all blind stultified "royal sluggards" she is the archetype. No, a feminine society would grant at least equality to women in this, their so-called special field.
Its attitude toward men, however, would be rigidly critical.
She is only temporarily interested in him.The rest of the time she is getting her own living, and caring for her own young.But our women get their bread from their husbands, and every other social need.The woman depends on the man for her position in life, as well as the necessities of existence.For herself and for her children she must win and hold him who is the source of all supplies.Therefore she is forced to add to her own natural attractions this "dance of the seven veils," of the seventeen gowns, of the seventy-seven hats of gay delirium.
But the idle woman, the Queen of Society, who must please men within their prescribed bounds; and those of the half-world, who must please them at any cost--these are the vehicles of fashion.
A religion which had attractions for the real human type is not therefore to be utterly despised by the male.
Human life is service, and is not combat.There you have the nature of the change now upon us.
What has the male mind made of Christianity?
Desire--to save one's own soul.Combat--with the Devil. Self-expression--the whole gorgeous outpouring of pageant and display, from the jewels of the high priest's breastplate to the choir of mutilated men to praise a male Deity no woman may so serve.
What kind of mind can imagine a kind of god who would like a eunuch better than a woman?
The older, simpler forms of crime we may prevent with case and dispatch, but how of the new ones?--big, terrible, far-reaching, wide-spread crimes, for which we have as yet no names; and before which our old system of anti-personal punishment falls helpless?What of the crimes of poisoning a community with bad food; of defiling the water; of blackening the air; of stealing whole forests?What of the crimes of working little children; of building and renting tenements that produce crime and physical disease as well?What of the crime of living on the wages of fallen women--of hiring men to ruin innocent young girls; of holding them enslaved and selling them for profit? (These things are only "misdemeanors" in a man-made world!)
And what about a crime like this; to use the public press to lie to the public for private ends? No name yet for this crime; much less a penalty.
And this: To bring worse than leprosy to an innocent clean wife who loves and trusts you?
Or this: To knowingly plant poison in an unborn child?
No names, for these; no "penalties"; no conceivable penalty that could touch them.
The whole punishment system falls to the ground before the huge mass of evil that confronts us.
Thus based on the sex impulse, it gave full range to the combative instinct, and further to that thirst for vocal exultation so exquisitely male.The proud bellowings of the conquering stag, as he trampled on his prostrate rival, found higher expression in the "triumphs" of old days, when the conquering warrior returned to his home, with victims chained to his chariot wheels, and braying trumpets.
When property became an appreciable factor in life, warfare took on a new significance.What was at first mere destruction, in the effort to defend or obtain some hunting ground or pasture; and, always, to secure the female; now coalesced with the acquisitive instinct, and the long black ages of predatory warfare closed in upon the world.
Where the earliest form exterminated, the later enslaved, and took tribute; and for century upon century the "gentleman adventurer," i.e., the primitive male, greatly preferred to acquire wealth by the simple old process of taking it, to any form of productive industry.
We have been much misled as to warfare by our androcentric literature.With a history which recorded nothing else; a literature which praised and an art which exalted it; a religion which called its central power "the God of Battles"--never the God of Workshops, mind you!--with a whole complex social structure man-prejudiced from center to circumference, and giving highest praise and honor to the Soldier; it is still hard for its to see what warfare really is in human life.
Humanity is on a stage above this plan.The best man in the social structure is not always the huskiest.When a fresh horde of ultra-male savages swarmed down upon a prosperous young civilization, killed off the more civilized males and appropriated the more civilized females; they did, no doubt, bring in a fresh physical impetus to the race; but they destroyed the civilization.
The reproduction of perfectly good savages is not the main business of humanity.Its business is to grow, socially; to develop, to improve; and warfare, at its best, retards human progress; at its worst, obliterates it.
Combat is not a social process at all; it is a physical process, a subsidiary sex process, purely masculine, intended to improve the species by the elimination of the unfit.Amusingly enough, or absurdly enough; when applied to society, it eliminates the fit, and leaves the unfit to perpetuate the race!
We require, to do our organized fighting, a picked lot of vigorous young males, the fittest we can find.The too old or too young; the sick, crippled, defective; are all left behind, to marry and be fathers; while the pick of the country, physically, is sent off to oppose the pick of another country, and kill--kill--kill!
Fighting, when all is said, is to them the real business of life; not to be able to fight is to be quite out of the running; and ability to solve our growing mass of public problems; questions of health, of education, of morals, of economics; weighs naught against the ability to kill.
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