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Spencer's avatar

“He quotes facts and sources and can be sarcastic sometimes but he’s no mansplainer, ever.”

Is there an objective way to distinguish mansplaining from regular ol’ splainin’?

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Charge of the Indict Brigade. Nice. I'm enough of a fossil to get that ref -- it got me laughing out loud, and I needed a jolly old gut-laugh.

I find your work very, um, affirming. I feel seen and I feel heard...

Sorry, I've never used those phrases and this seemed the ideal moment to productively exorcise them from my system for eternity.

To your point... I had the unusual, and treasured, experience of being largely out of the Western orbit for 11 years, from my late twenties to late thirties. I heard about how things were shaping up back home in Toronto and the Western world from time to time, while I soaked up SE Asia, and it sounded fully fuckin fun-free. The more my sister and others back there filled me in, the more I knew I'd made the right decision to choose Singapore as my home for much of the '90s. Why? Because Asia had man-woman dynamics figured out, essentially by letting both sexes be who they were, living and let live. But with a twist or two.

One basic philosophy in play: If you don't take offence, was offence really given or intended?

Singapore proved hugely instructive. At that time its citizens were around 75% ethnic Chinese, 13% Malay and 7% Indian, most of whose families had been there generations. There were not a lot of mixed-race relationships yet, and even though it was a hyper-modernity-obsessed, money-focused autocracy -- with its own weird political-social quirks (and the delicious kinks that result) -- the three races generally held on to their longstanding cultural traditions dating back hundreds or thousands of years.

I found the women there to be confident, independent, driven, humble, open-minded and all the things our culture pretends to tell its women to be -- except the Singaporean ladies were also unapologetically women. They loved being sexy, buying nice clothes, shoes and accessories, being flirtatious, beautiful and feminine. But they also loved to build empires and lives they controlled, all the while looking like a million and not suffering the retarded self-doubt that our shitty little upstart of a culture imbues its every last female with.

I dated so many powerful, awe-inspiring women there. A concert pianist/percussionist, two journalists, a writer, an engineer, several graphic designers, various execs and entrepreneurs. They all thought feminism was sick. Laughed at it. Had no time for it. Didn't need it. They were just fine using their ancient feminine wiles to get where and what they wanted, because the men were so easy to figure out and manipulate to their needs, they didn't need no stupid bandwagons and claims to rights to lean on. They surfed the patriarchy with ease, working it to suit their trajectories, while letting the patriarchy think it ruled the roost.

You've heard the term "fishwife"? I loved witnessing what that really meant, seeing the fishwives in action in the wet and nasty seafood markets of Indonesia, Thailand, Vietnam, etc. I'm talking ballsy, tough, loud, fearless, funny-as-fuck, no-shit-taking wives (and daughters) of humble, hard working fishermen who made sure they got the best prices for their daily catch, while looking after their best customers, thus doing their part in taking care of their families and keeping the competition at bay. But they also wore flattering kit, looked as cute as genes and funds allowed and, best of all, knew how to flirt (something few females can reckon with in Torontoland). Most impressive were the ones who did it all with a lit ciggy flapping away in their mouths.

Our culture is, what 150 years old, if that? We know nothing, and we keep shitting on what we do learn and replacing it with ever-more insane nonsense. Study the older cultures, the ones that thought up Buddhism, Islam, Hinduism, Christianity and the other great religions; they knew human foibles well and built systems of belief, behaviour and morality to account for them, keep people in check. Of course, none are perfect, and old mores evolve, with things like child marriage moving from normal to jettisoned, but that's what's made these modes of living so resilient. There's a ground state of wisdom in those older cultures based in a thorough understanding of the best and worst of human behaviours that persists, informs, proves its worth and thus holds sway.

We, who think endless technological advancement and the Grievance Industrial Complex are the shit, ignore these libraries of ancient wisdom at our foolish peril.

Case closed. Off for an extra-spicy roti.

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