Am I an asshole?
No, I guess I’m not worried about being an asshole. I’m worried that my being an asshole is getting in the way of my points.
In the comments to the thread about how Blogger Day on the Hill is really just Specially Screened Conservative Blogger Day on the Hill, Donna Locke says:
Let’s say — hypothetically, of course, and I can’t imagine where I got this idea — that a male conservative blogger was blogging sexual fantasies involving a female Democratic legislator. If this female Democratic legislator and the other female Democratic legislators did not care to be around this blogger — and who would blame them? — should that blogger be invited to blogger press days on the Hill? Hypothetically, of course. I’m sure you can think of other scenarios.
My point is more broad than that, but it is this: should such events be open to absolutely all bloggers or have some limitations? And who has the right to make the decisions?
So, here we are.
Clearly that’s in reference to me.
And it makes a girl wonder. Am I just an asshole or am I misunderstood?
See, there’s a couple of things going on.
One, I believe that most folks are pretty firmly entrenched in their ways of thinking. And so, if you want to make a point, it can be useful to unsettle people a little, just to be heard.
The other is that I find Campfield’s position morally repugnant. It’s not that he’s anti-abortion. That seems to me to be an honest enough position. It’s that, in order to get his way, he’s prepared to infringe on my rights as a citizen. He could support or put forth legislation that, though I find it annoying because it kind of assumes women are idiots, at least it assumes we’re idiots who have to be able to choose what happens to our bodies, even if other people would rather we make different decisions. He could support or put forth legislation that would insure that teenagers were getting accurate information about sex and how to prevent pregnancies. He could work to reduce birth defects.
Dude’s not king of the world, but he does have a platform to get stuff done.
Instead, he’s working on chipping away at my rights. And doing so in a way–by trying to make public the names of women who have abortions–that he’s got to know puts women in danger.
He just seems like a bully, and in a way that chips away at my rights.
I find that vile.
So, yes, I’m vile to him in return.
I think that’s what he deserves, to be met with the respect he shows others.
And also, I think that women are expected to be nice, that, if there’s a conflict, we’re supposed to be the ones who smooth things over and put on the happy face in public, even as we seethe and become passive aggressive bitches behind the scenes. I don’t think that’s what Donna Locke is saying directly, but doesn’t that seem to be the underlying message?
If only I’d behave myself, I could get an invitation to the genteel confines of the state legislature?
No, you know, maybe I am an asshole. Maybe I am vulgar and filthy.
But I don’t know. I don’t see that sitting around nicely waiting for folks to come around to our point of view has worked. It’s been when we’ve finally put forth our positions and been willing to explain them and defend them that folks have finally started to listen and be moved by what we have to say.
But I don’t know.
It may not be the best route to take, or the only route.
I think what I’m doing is right. I see my sovereignty being threatened and I’m raising holy hell about it.
But maybe that does make me an asshole, too.