“Most women fight wars on two fronts, one for whatever the putative topic is and one simply for the right to speak, to have ideas, to be acknowledged to be in possession of facts and truths, to have value, to be a human being.”
Men Explain Things to Me by Rebecca Solnit
Back when I was a foot soldier for international capitalism I was well aware of this two-front war. As a woman in an industry dominated by men it was a daily struggle to be heard even though I was hired because of my experience and expertise. In the corporate struggles for power what I looked like, what I wore, my marital status and motherhood were considered fair game. “Buy some new clothes,” said one of my bosses. (I did.) “You should be grateful we gave you this job and pay you as much as we do given that your husband has a very good job and you have children,” said another. (I quit.) “You can’t be an American; you’re not fat.” (A backhanded “compliment.”)
None of these things had anything to do with my ability to do my job, nor did they have anything to do with my worth as a human being. With hindsight I can see it for what it was: an abuse of power and a deflection. A deflection because by shifting the focus to what I looked like or what I wore or my marital status they could shut me down when I had opinions, raised uncomfortable questions like why I was being paid less than a man, and exercised the power of my position. So my strategy was to put on my “armor” and show up for work every day in makeup, suit, and high heels looking as little like a mother (or an American) as possible. In short I submitted to a dress code imposed on me by the men I worked for. Dress which had nothing to do with my personal preferences: the heels shortened my tendons and made it painful to walk barefoot or in flat shoes.
So I must admit that I have had visceral reactions to a topic that has been in the headlines in recent weeks. There is a lively debate in Quebec over Bill 62 which would require that faces be uncovered when public services are being used. This has been interpreted as an attempt to ban the burqua, a style of dress worn by Moslem women in some countries that covers the entire body including the face.
Bill 62. I have listened carefully to those who are in favor of the ban. It is a matter of security, some say, not religion and it certainly is not aimed primarily at women. The clarifications on the law provided by the Justice Ministry have indeed made it out to be a matter of identification: an individual can read a book in a public library with the face covered, but he/she must uncover it when dealing with library staff. The purpose then, as I understand it, is to be able to match a face with an item of identification like a bus or library pass.
Is this law actually addressing an issue that needs to be rectified? Is there a significant number of Quebecois residents who are covering their faces so that they can fraudulently use public libraries and transportation? Have public servants complained that they are unable to do their jobs as guardians of public services because they cannot identify users or have there been serious security issues in public spaces related to people who have hidden their faces in order to wreak havoc anonymously? In all the articles I have read I have heard a great deal about potential security issues but nothing about actual ones that would justify such a law. Unless someone can point to some empirical data about this I must conclude that this law is either a frivolous “solution in search of a problem” for political gain or a nefarious attempt to discourage men and women (mostly women) from dressing in ways that some find offensive or threatening.
Some of the law’s supporters are indeed very forthcoming about the latter being their goal. They say that the ban is indeed a matter of religion and more specifically about how a minority of women of a certain minority culture and religion dress. Reading those arguments I am hearing a great deal about how these women are suffering from “false consciousness” and how we are under no obligation to help these women “self-oppress.” Banning the burqua is thus a step forward in the liberation of these women.
I read these arguments and I want to weep. Or rage. Here we are in the second decade of the 21st century and somehow what women wear is a matter for public debate. A debate that is, mind you, impossible for women to win. In one era we are chastised for wearing our skirts too short, in another because we wear them too long. We have been forced to wear veils and we have been forced to take them off. We are sluts if we reveal too much, but we are prudes if we cover too much.
The underlying topic here is not security, it is: Do women have the right to dress as they please without harassment or violating the law? In some countries the answer to that is a resounding “No!” and I am no fan of such places. But I also note that for much of my life spent in a European liberal democracy I too have not felt I had the right to dress in a way that was most pleasing to me (and most beneficial for my health.) And I’d say that’s true of most women just about everywhere in the world. Even when we are unveiled, I would argue, we have to fight to be seen or heard.
But the law is the law, as some people point out ever so self-righteously. So let us channel our inner anarchist and “work to rule.” Let every functionnaire in Quebec diligently check the photo IDs of every single person using the public services in the province and let not one person escape the identification requirement: if the photo shows no beard but the person has one, send him home for a clean shave before he can use the public transportation. Furthermore, there should be a hotline to report any public servant who fails to enforce those all-important security measures.
As for the private sector perhaps we could have a little fun here. One response to “Buy some new clothes” might be “We should go together because that suit of yours has certainly seen better days.” Or how about “You should be grateful the company gave you this job and pay you as much as we do given that your wife has a very good job and you have children.” And lastly, “Your belly is hanging out over your belt; you can’t possibly be French.”
I dream. 🙂
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