Erasure of the breast
Feb. 4th, 2004 11:10 am
The female breast. A thing of beauty. A source of food. According to the Object Relations school of psychoanalysis, our first 'object'. According to baseball coach Tommy Lasorda, 'disgusting'.
The absurd kerfuffle over Justin Timberlake's exposure of Janet Jackson's right breast during the Superbowl reminds us again just how far American culture is from 'good object relations', and how little able it is to acknowledge its own origins, 'the feminine' or 'the other'. 'That was the most disgusting thing that I have ever seen at a sports spectacle,' said Tommy Lasorda of 'the object', Janet Jackson's right breast. 'They just absolutely ruined the fact that it was one of the greatest Super Bowl games that I have ever seen.'
In a country where television represents 10,000 violent acts each year, and where, by age 18, the average young person will have viewed an estimated 200,000 acts of violence on TV, the partial uncovering of a breast was 'disgusting'.


I've been thinking a lot recently about 'the feminine' as an aesthetic and moral model. I can summarize my position on this quite succinctly:
There is a weird collusion in puritan western cultures between a spurious 'feminism' and the most reactionary values of masculinity: machismo, violence, hawkishness. This collusion is negotiated thus: 'It's a tough old world out there, and women, if they're strong, can be just as tough as men.' Thus we get, for instance, the armour-plated robo-women of Helmut Newton's photographs, the Tank Girl meme, or the leather-and-studs outfit Janet Jackson wore at the Superbowl. I call this the 'police woman' model. At a certain point in the 1970s television seemed to have exhausted the authoritarian themes of cowboy and police dramas, with their emphasis on violence as a way of solving problems. More liberal values seemed to be prevailing, and the program-makers felt the need to adapt. But instead of moving on to gentler, more nurturant, more aesthetic values, television gave us Angie Dickinson as Police Woman. There was a spurious feminization of the moribund genre. Spurious because it valorised female values on the condition that they fell into line with male values. While Angie Dickinson was wearing her police uniform, you could almost forget that she had breasts. In fact, to remember that she did made you a 'sexist'. You were supposed to practise, in your own mind, a breast erasure.

Just as Tarantino today is said to be portraying 'strong women' by showing women characters 'as bloodthirsty as any man', so 'Police Woman' was portrayed as a tip of the hat to the feminist movement. Anyone who points out that feminism means more than the pumping of female blood into a wilting male death-erection, and that making women into ersatz men is in fact an erasure of female values which might stand apart as a role model for men, can easily be accused of essentialism, reductionism and misogyny. And yet it is the puritan western cultures themselves which are misogynist.

I try and imagine a society where female values are dominant. My head crowds with questions like: 'But what are female values? Who defines them? Can't women be anything they like?' I note that I don't seem to question masculine values so readily, and this problematizing of the female and not the male worries me. Sure, gender is both a biological fact and a social construct, and there might be room for a playful gap between the social signifier and the biological signified, but why does being female seem more of a 'construct' than being male? Why, in other words, do we seem eager to show 'femaleness' as a collapsible house of cards and yet leave 'maleness' intact? Why, in the name of avoiding a reactionary essentialism, do we dismantle existing alternatives and destroy the very pluralism that might save us? For, more than ever, we need positive role models which are not American and not male.

Watch Japanese TV and you'll see that there's a gesture as common there as acts of violence are on American screens. That gesture is someone tasting food and saying 'Oishi! Tasty!' In this 'oishi moment', played out dozens of times a day, we see some hallowed Japanese values: That the aesthetic is important. That there is a close relationship between the aesthetic and practical craft skills like cooking. That it is an important and sociable gesture to nourish and to please someone else. That social harmony is a delight. And that 'the feminine' is a respected and protected identity which can be held up to the whole of Japanese culture as a role model in prime time. These are 'breast values'.


I find it telling that the only Japanese cookery show to have made it to America is 'The Iron Chef'. It's as if the soft and feminine side of Japanese food shows had to be removed, replaced by a medieval gladiatorial contest. I also find it telling that in America Japanese restaurants look like this. Given these mediations of Japan -- what we could call, with a nod to the Object Relations school of psychoanalysis, 'the removal of the breast' -- I think it's hardly surprising that the first thing Americans notice as a mark of true difference when they visit countries like France, India or Japan is the strong presence of a femininity which, in their own culture, is embattled, repressed, lost. Some American travellers might see the breasts on French and German billboards as 'exploitative' and the cookery shows on Japanese TV as 'reactionary'. Others might see them as marks of respect for the feminine, something their own culture could learn from.
The images you see on this page are from Coin Coin magazine: a Japanese-French review of art, design, music, fashion, food. Its strikingly un-American approach to art, the breast, food and pleasure makes a nice contrast to the MTV Superbowl debacle. After falling ill for stress-related reasons, Emiko Hanawa, a model with Ford Models and Elite Japan, decided that 'the disorder of the food is conspicuous in today's society'. She got interested in 'healing cooking', preparing meals which 'hear the voice of the body and the heart'. Perhaps she could have added 'the breast'.
I leave you today, dear friends, with the first edition of a new bilingual art magazine from Japan, Art It. Examine the cover. Wondergirl, wonderland, and a bare-breasted woman. A glimpse of civilisation. Feast your eyes, Americans!

(no subject)
Date: 2004-02-04 02:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-02-04 05:44 am (UTC)In my mind, this paradox reflects more of a cultural anxiety about 'maleness' than 'femaleness.' The question is less a matter of what it means to be a female in the midst of rapid gender fluctuation, but what it means to be a male (or perhaps to possess 'maleness') in the midst of rapid female gender fluctuation. Is maleness a product of what one is or what one does? If the female gender is flexible, malleable, and collapsible, then 'maleness' is somehow threatened by these qualities. That is, the supposed flexible nature of 'femaleness' suggests that gender in general, to include 'maleness,' is completely collapsible.
(no subject)
Date: 2004-02-04 12:07 pm (UTC)More than anything else, though, I'm pissed that I completely missed the tit, even though I was watching. I think I just didn't notice or something.. it really isn't that exciting.
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Date: 2004-02-04 12:07 pm (UTC)i'd add something: "maleness" is considered the norm, much as "whiteness" is also considered the norm, at least in america.
society is perceived as an inherently male construct (the patriarchy, etc).
therefore, "female" is the other, the not-male.
the funny thing is, as mark s simpson points out in his book "male impersonators", that maleness is even a bigger construct than femaleness, it has a very strict set of guidelines of what is acceptable and what isn't.
so gender, in his view, is pretty much the same thing as drag.
it's an exageration of traits that when put together signify either "man", or "woman".
but at the same time, hierarchically, the male side is given a higher rating than the female.
and yes, "maleness" is threatened by everything that is not "male", or challenges the invisible "collapsible house of cards" (ps that's a great metaphor). questioning what "maleness" is, is a big threat to "maleness" itself.
the institution of maleness is under severe stress lately, so you're right, anxiety levels are high. it's being attacked on all sides: think of (the ridiculous term) metrosexuality, gay lib, feminism, etc.
what i've been wondering, is where does janet jackson being black fit into this whole thing? does that have a relationship with Tommy Lasorda's gag reflex?
(no subject)
Date: 2004-02-04 01:07 pm (UTC)I felt uncomfortable in my undergraduate sociology classes because of the essentialism with which the male was consistently treated. In the American 'gender studies' or 'women's studies' curriculum, the male is more often than not an unproblematic actor in a drama in which the problems of woman, female, and femininity are uniquely at stake. Where masculinity and maleness do become the focus of inquiry, the inquirer is most likely acting under the rubric of 'queer studies'. The man himself remains untouched.
While people who are in a position to know more about these things than I do assure me that a tide is turning - that, in their terms, the 'stalled revolution' of feminism is becoming aware of itself as ground to a halt precisely at the doorstep of the unproblematic male, its inflexible other - in the discourse on 'gender' we are still heir to a legacy of one sided inquiry into the female condition.
It is interesting to note that this problem aligns itself with traditional American ideas of woman - as flexible,soft - and of man - as hard, definite, uncompromising. To put the above observations in this traditional context, one might say that women are 'soft' and flexible enough to become like men.
It seems this extended flexibility is quite perceptibly in the interests of powerful forces within America - broadly as in the Rosie the Riviter (http://www.rosietheriveter.org/links.htm) phenomenon during World War II, or more narrowly in the higher GDP that is possible with an expanded workforce. Of course, it is also threatening to certain power loci, which is why it is contentious. It is unclear, however, that there are any powerful interests to whom the American man's abdication of his unproblematic position as emotionless workhorse, tough guy, and bogeyman might appeal. One would assume, however, that given the right circumstances, man is tough enough to become like woman, to bear becoming like woman.
Clay Templeton
Technical Information Specialist
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Date: 2004-02-04 03:31 pm (UTC)The big question is, could a man be tough enough to bear a child? To give birth? I know that would scare me to death. In the words of the mighty Meatloaf: 'I would do anything for love, but I won't do that'.
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Date: 2004-02-04 04:21 pm (UTC)http://www.ananova.com/entertainment/story/sm_862708.html
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Date: 2004-02-04 10:17 pm (UTC)These issues have concerned me for some time but the real problem in all of this gender opposition is that it seems to be founded upon the wrong question. Could it be that you, as I certainly have been in the past, are suffering from what Nietzsche used to call a nostalgia for the Eternal Feminine?
Perhaps gender differences really are fairly nominal more than anything. Perhaps it's little more than an excuse to crave out yet another repressively dull and victimized identity. I can recall visiting various women's groups and literally being chased out of the door when I showed the comparative statistics on violent acts committed by women against men and children (there is only about a one point five percent differential, where I live at any rate, and that's according to fairly conservative statistics).
One could also argue, from the perspective of a ‘created' gender argument, that paternalistic society, invented femininity strictly from itself. You can make a kind of Baudrillardean argument about the fact that women, like children, know that the ‘feminine' is a false category and that being placed in it liberates them to act almost invisibly.
One could also argue that femininity is a strange sort of parodied hyper-masculinity. All of the great homosexual cultures betray something of this whether in the Greeks, the Romans, the Huns, the Samurai culture of Japan, in Renaissance Islam, in the high Rococo of France and Germany. Masculinity reaches its greatest saturation point as an elaborate coquettishness. In the extreme of masculinity, the female as Other vanishes, what appears in her place is a remarkable permeation of perversity. Perversity offers the most profound distinction, being neither masculine nor feminine, and making no claims to an authenticity of model but to a sort of pure hermaphroditc libidinal drive which seems almost impersonal but which casts glory in all corners of the world. (For a great essay about perversion and the disappearance of the Other see Gilles Deleuze's ‘Michel Tournier and a World Without Others' in Logic and Sense).
The suppression of the perverse or sodomistic element of phenomenal experience was one of the cardinal goals of the Enlightenment and its rather bourgeois conception of dialectical difference. De Sade seemed to realize this, and it was one of the chief lessons of his work. An empty dialectic, rooted essentially in labour distribution under the mask of cultural difference, marked the evolution of all of the rather bizarre arguments about gender identity (whether in the radically reactionary Dworkin or in the more nuanced overtures of Irigaray). Yet all of these arguments were predicated upon precisely the same (essentially Hobbesian) biases of property, contract and identity.
To put it in the most pragmatic terms: why femininity? Doesn't that simply mistake the whole problem? Why should we not search out our rose petal characteristics, or seek to be like a scent or simply like a texture rather than so human? Why not pursue non-identity and undifferentiation? Why a breast and not a field of breasts or not see a breast at all but a field of luscious pores? Freud would say— because that would be psychotic rather than simply neurotic — but isn't that the real leap that a move toward ‘Otherness' would have to make?
Malromur (http://members.lycos.co.uk/malromur/)
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Date: 2004-02-04 10:39 pm (UTC)But, we're discussing "the breast"... well, the mere fact that bare breasts are more on public display in certain countries really does not mean a whole lot of empowerement or validation for women -- oftentimes the opposite is true. As for whether it means an affirmation of "female values"... I think here the core issue has to do with female *sexuality* and its pretty universally imagined threat to society at large. Female sexuality is usually ok only under highly controlled and "norm-friendly" conditions. But, at any rate, for Western societies, before any value judgements are placed on it, "female" sexuality is synonymous in general to "white female" sexuality -- the sexuality of women of color is automatically perceived as subversive. So, to answer a question from someone else's comment, I *do* think there's a race dimension to how the J. Jackon's "incident" (incident??) has been received...
However I don't want to make this too long -- more succinctly, this whole blown-way-out-of-proportion "kerfuffle" (what a good word:) ) is, for me, all about the skittish/prudish attitude towards sexuality that's to be found in the States and how it colludes with anxieties about female sexuality. And that is a bad thing. But the best critique/alternative, to my eyes, lies far away from going in the direction of extolling or romanticizing (I won't even mention fetishizing) "the feminine", whatever "the feminine" means...
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Date: 2004-02-04 10:54 pm (UTC)This seems to point in the direction of your recent theme of the importance of other being. I don't mean to completely erase the difference between male and female, but as indicated by a lot of the commenters to this post, it's really high time the idea of American Male was earnestly played with a bit. Although I have to admit - seriously - that John Wayne inspires in me a certain mystical awe.
I have appreciated the recent tributes to otherness and mystery. I have also noticed the deflections of potential questions about essentialism, and understood their necessity. I've been thinking, though, that what's really nice is a kind of relativist essentialism. This view accepts the shakiness of absolutes, but rather than resort to a kind of nihilism, it allows for an infinity of essences. This way, it's just a matter of choosing to invade the right essence at the right moment. This is what polytheism means to me.
At the moment, the American Male is simply too strong a god for my liking. It needs to be probed. Only science will make it have children, though. I read recently that women tend biologically to have a higher tolerance for pain than the men. Perhaps it would have been better if Justin Timberlake had knelt down and sucked on J.J.'s breast.
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Date: 2004-02-04 11:13 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-04 11:16 pm (UTC)Ruxandra.
PS: To the person who said: "the comparative statistics on violent acts committed by women against men and children (there is only about a one point five percent differential, where I live at any rate, and that's according to fairly conservative statistics)"
You have got to be kidding -- WHERE do you live? The statistics for most places are more like 98% of all violent acts against women, men, and children (domestic/sexual violence -- not sure what else you're talking about) are committed by men...
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Date: 2004-02-05 06:10 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-05 08:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-02-06 06:15 am (UTC)Long Live BabelFish. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/d_trevor/5757.html)
Zachary Gray, Esq.
A Self Proclaimed Prince and Scholar