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<title>
Nov. 08, 1990: Georgie Porgie Is A Bully
</title>
<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1990
Nov. 08, 1990 Special Issue - Women:The Road Ahead
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
NATION, Page 24
Georgie Porgie Is a Bully
</hdr>
<body>
<p>By Katha Pollitt
</p>
<p>[The author is an essayist and poet. Her book of poems,
Antarctic Traveller, won the National Book Critics Circle Award
in 1983.]
</p>
<p> My three-year-old daughter is puzzled. Why, she wants to
know, did Georgie Porgie kiss the girls and make them cry?
"Because he's mean," I say, with a sinking feeling, for how can
this be the right answer? As the rollicking little rhyme makes
all too clear, young George is a clever rogue, all pudding and
pie; the tearful girls are merely boring. Mother Goose in one
hand and a leaky juice box in the other, I begin the sad,
infuriating task shared by all modern mothers of daughters: to
raise my child to be confident, adventurous and happy in her
gender in a society saturated with sexual violence and victim
blaming.
</p>
<p> Am I a humorless prude? Given what we know about today's
America, certainly not. My mother could imagine rape was rare;
I know it is common. She wondered if my future husband would
"deserve" me; I wonder if my daughter's will put her in the
hospital, or even the grave. My parents fretted over buying me
a Barbie, and my husband and I will have that discussion too,
one day. But whom are we kidding? What's one more sexist image
in the current climate of meanspirited misogyny--Sam Kinison
and Andrew Dice Clay, Jason and Freddy, 2 Live Crew--to which
the woman-affirming alternative is supposed to be, of all
people, Madonna, who dresses in armor-plated underwear and sings
about liking to be spanked?
</p>
<p> Here are some facts to curl any woman's hair. According to
the Senate Judiciary Committee this past June, the rape rate is
increasing four times as fast as the overall crime rate. One in
five adult women has been raped, one in six by someone she
knows. Between 3 million and 4 million women are beaten each
year, 1 million so severely that they seek medical help. More
than half of all homeless women are fleeing domestic violence.
Think about that the next time a bag lady asks you for a
quarter.
</p>
<p> The one bright spot is that women have finally brought
sexual violence to the front of our own consciousness. It is a
triumph of modern feminism that an immense and very angry
conversation is taking place among women nationwide. Society has
been "sensitized": we have rape hot lines and rape shield laws,
battered-women's shelters and battered-women's-syndrome legal
defenses. Just how much real change is occurring, however, is
open to question. Two years after the Washington police
department directed officers to make arrests in
domestic-violence cases, local women's groups found that the
policy was rarely enforced. But at least the subject is on the
table--for women.
</p>
<p> But what about men? Sexual violence is not about female
behavior, after all. It's about male behavior. Physically, it
may be women's problem; morally, it is men's. But where, outside
a few campus grouplets, is their conversation taking place?
Men's magazines still use the subject to titillate, as when
Esquire puts the dead Laura Palmer of Twin Peaks on the cover
of its "Women We Love" issue. A 10-year study suggests that more
than one-third of alleged group sexual assaults on college
campuses are perpetrated by athletes; fraternities are blamed
for the majority of such attacks. Where are the coaches, the
administrators, the alumni forever touting the value of male
bonding? Where is the outrage from the good kids, the ones who
don't gang-rape the drunken girl at the beer blast but hear
their friends snickering about it the next day?
</p>
<p> Most men, of course, do not rape or batter or kill. But that
doesn't mean, as too many of them seem to think, that they have
nothing to do with violence against women. Each of us in our
daily lives helps shape the cultural images and assumptions that
define the limits of the permissible. In the case of racial
bigotry, we see this clearly: civilized whites don't tell racist
jokes or defend the virulent gabfests on talk radio as harmless
spleen venting. Where violence and misogyny are concerned,
though, men just don't seem to get it. Give up skin magazines,
bimbo jokes, woman-bashing rock and rap? Join women on a march
against domestic violence? Get real.
</p>
<p> I'm not talking about resurrecting chivalry, as
conservatives claim to want, or about government censorship,
which liberals rightly fear. I'm talking about men engaging in
some serious self-scrutiny, challenging their prejudices and
privileges, taking their fair share of responsibility for the
mess we are in. Men should ask themselves why they like what
they like, and what messages those preferences send to men, and
women, and children. When Christopher Hitchens, for example,
writes in his Nation column that he finds 2 Live Crew very
funny, what is he saying about his capacity for empathy? Maybe
if he knew why he laughed, the songs wouldn't sound so funny.
</p>
<p> The fact is, to call sexual violence a "women's issue" is
a serious misnomer. Women can't fix it on their own and
shouldn't be expected to. Society doesn't expect Jews to stop
anti-Semitism, or blacks to stop racism, or children to end
child abuse. Until we demand that men do their share, we will
always be going around in circles: safety vs. freedom, daring
vs. fear.
</p>
<p> My mother opted for safety and passed her choice on to me;
you won't find me jogging in Central Park at night. I want
something better for my daughter. I want fathers to raise boys
to respect women as equals and keep their fists to themselves.
Some cherished male folkways may have to go--the cult of
hyperviolent heroes like Rambo, for example. Too bad. I want men
to confront their own aggression, the pleasure they take in its
depiction and the excuses they make for its enactment--that
no really means yes, that wives need to know who's boss, that
"bad" girls are fair game. I want them to tell their tiny sons
what I tell my daughter: Georgie Porgie isn't cute. He's mean.
</p>
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