Rachel Swirsky's Blog, page 36

Have I mentioned that some feminists are eyesporks?

Generally, talk of feminazis is all overblown, but once in a while the exception that proves the rule walks up and splatters effluvia all over your nice, clean shoes.

Here's one for which we'll be bringing out all the replacement words for using crazy as an insult*:

Delusional
Irrational
Bizarre
Goofy
Rabid
Erratic
Nonsensical
Tentacle-mouthed
Gibbering
Ickeian
As out of touch with reality as a conspiracy theorist on LSD who's just been hit on the head with a fifty-pound bag of wind-up toys
Shudderbuggy
Mimsy as a borogrove
Amazingly fucking wrong

"When Sheri becomes Head Queen, what three things will get changed first?" Well, according to science fiction and fantasy author Sheri S. Tepper's clown-pants answer to Strange Horizons in 2008:

2. The Court of Equity shall define humanity more strictly. Merely being born to human parents in a reasonably human shape will not be sufficient. Human beings have to have certain attributes: most importantly, being a humane creature. Humans cannot purposefully injure others. They have to be capable, once adults, of controlling what they do. Persons who look human but who are uncontrollable or who habitually hurt other people will no longer be defined as human. Every person born of human parents is not necessarily human. Those born to other parents might be, however. Probably the bonobos are human. Whales and dolphins may very well be human. I have met some very humanlike dogs and cats. Mere language does not define humanity.

3. The idea that a term in prison "pays a debt to society" shall be stricken from the vocabulary. Persons who are not human must be perpetually separated from society. People who purposefully hurt others may not—ever—be released to move about in society. This includes crazy people, alcoholics, and addicts who cannot be permanently cured. None of this, "Oh, he's fine when he's on his meds, but he forgets to take his medicine." People who traffic in arms and drugs, wife beaters, serial rapists, pedophiles, and their ilk are included. Walled cities will be built in the wastelands and all nonhuman persons will be sterilized and sent to live there, together, raising their own food. There will be no traffic in, no traffic out, except for studies that may be done which might lead to a "cure." There will be no chat about this sequestration being "inhumane," because the persons so confined are not human by definition. (Aren't you really sick of reading about some guy who's been arrested six times for driving drunk and finally jailed after killing a family of five, and now he's getting out because he's "paid his debt to society"? Who thought up that idiocy?) The cities for nonhumans will not get overcrowded because the inhabitants will probably kill each other off fairly regularly.

As James Nicoll puts it, memetic prophylactic fucking recommended.**

Let's be honest; as Barry just said to me in IM, "Tepper's books have always flirted with lefty fascism." Yeah, true. But we flirt with lots of things. Back in college, we flirted with that jerk who kept talking about how he wanted to fling poo at people like a proverbial monkey. We might even, on one dark day, have flirted with a Libertarian.

Sometimes, in writing, we play with premises that we don't fully believe are true. We say "what if tendencies toward violence WERE entirely genetically predetermined" and then stagger drunkenly forward with that concept, trying to navigate the increasingly inviting shores of eugenics, and finally just sailing into that harbor, because fuck it, it's a black box experiment. Sometimes we think "what if there was a story that read just like all that really fucking stupid misogynistic literature from the 30s about how life would be better if women would just DIE already, except it was written about men, and what if that highlighted all the ways in which the first narrative is oddly and uncomfortably embedded in the social consciousness?" Sometimes we write fictions that don't encompass all the complexities of the world because we want to reflect the claustrophobia, the rage, the terrifying whimpering impotence of one particular experience.

And then sometimes we say, "There is absolutely no difference between a writer doing a book about torture and pain for the delectation of perverts and a Roman emperor ordering a few dozen or hundred slaves into the arena to be tortured and killed by gladiators or beasts for the delectation of perverts." WAY TO MINIMIZE TORTURE, SLAVERY AND DEATH, MISS WIBBLEWOBBLE.

(Also! Sometimes we say a number of racist things that are harder to pull out in tidy quotes.)

The Rejectionist at Tor.com writes, "In many ways her writing epitomizes the problems of the second-wave feminist movement, a movement that was largely defined by and for middle-class white women and notoriously failed to deal with the complex intersections of gender, race, class, and sexuality that women outside that narrow bracket negotiate daily."

And that's all, you know, true. But it vastly avoids the conclusions I want to draw about the interview. Which are that it requires whole new landscapes of invective.

Slitherbutt! Doucheblister! A Marianas trench of tapeworms! Oh, let's face it, I just want to spout angry gibberish at this point. Kazhagragda, vishgore, unhyrgro, fabprowse, sporfle, squamous, rugose, luftwaffe, ziggurat, lickety-split!

Being a pretty good storyteller (which Tepper is) is not a justification for being a babbling, bungnosed, bowelbrained, barfbellied burpzipper.

Dudette, get off my side. You're getting your primeval, parasitic compost all over my nice, clean movement.***

Further reading: James Nicoll, Strange Horizons, Tor.com.

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*Some replacements are not usable in all situations. Some may be suggested with a tongue-in-cheek tone. Offer not valid in areas where Sheri Tepper may be lurking nearby with a sackful of weasels.

**OK, I added the fucking.

***Feminist movement not in actuality clean.

Those damn, hypersensitive minorities

A letter from 1943 about hypersensitive black people:

We feel you may be inviting trouble if you use colored characters in the comic at this time. Experience has shown us that we have to be awfully careful about any comics in which Negroes appear. The Association for the Advancement of Colored People protests every time they see anything which they consider ridicules the Negro no matter how faintly. For example, [George] Swanson did a little drawing showing a Negro baseball team breaking up to chase a chicken across the diamond. As a result, papers in cities like Pittsburgh and Chicago were threatened with a boycott by local Negro organizations. Of course, they are hypersensitive, but the sensitivity has, as you know, become more acute than ever with race troubles growing out of the war. The two Negroes you drew are no more caricatured than some of the whites in your comic, but they are caricatured just enough to give some colored brother the chance to accuse Roy Crane of lampooning his race. I know you don't want that. Please don't think we are being censorious, Roy. I am simply giving you the picture as we know it to be.

Note how the arguments that try to minimize racism have stayed basically the same? This comment, with a few adjustments, wouldn't be out of place if it was written about any of the current frontiers in social activism.

No, I'm not particularly offended by the word "idiot" or even the word "crazy." But maybe disability activists have a better idea about what's offensive to people with disabilities than I do how the disability movement should address ableism than I do.* After all, they spend way more time talking and thinking about it than I do. They've spent more time with the research. They've spent more time considering the realities.

Certainly, the black people who protested had a much better idea about what was racist than the dude who wrote that letter.

*Changed to make my intended meaning more clear.

WTF

Somehow, my belt range seems to have gone up to a D.

When I actually was trying to go into musical theater, it was the bane of my existence that the top of my belt range was a B flat.

Smelly, Dirty Diseased Woman

Doom cold is doom.

Yesterday, Mike made me in Super Scribblenauts by writing "smelly dirty diseased woman."

Subsequently, I took a shower.

This didn't cure the disease.

Cough, Sputtler, Bleah

Bad coldlike thing, knocked Mike out for five days (at least we're not overlapping much). May be off email a while.

A lovely review of people of the book

(People of the Book is the anthology of the decade's best Jewish SF&F that I co-edited with Sean Wallace.)

A lovely review of People of the Book at the Reporter Group. I was pleased by this quote:

As with "Promised Lands," not all the stories in "People of the Book" were of equal quality. However, as a whole, the book struck me as more successful. One reason for this was unexpected: the writing – particularly the descriptions of people and places – was far richer in the science and fantasy stories. These works also left me more satisfied, as if their unreality opened a window to inner truths, ones beyond the scope of everyday life.

I haven't read PROMISED LANDS (I should!), but it's nice to know that, for this reviewer at least, we managed to find stories which evoked characters, places, and inner truths.

The origins of comp/rhetoric and English composition

In regard to yesterday's post about perceptions of declining education in grammar:

Last night, Ann Leckie turned up some information from google books that might shed light on both the origin of remedial composition courses and the durability of the narrative that grammatical education is in immediate, shocking decline. (The essay is talking about American education and history, though, so ymmv…)

Firstly, it sources the origin of English composition classes (seen as teaching remedial skills) in the mid-1880s. I hope y'all (and she) will forgive me for copy/pasting what she sent to me in IM last night. (She was retyping what she'd found in google books since you can't copy/paste from there so there may be minor errors…)

the consolidation of the field [composition and rhetoric] came with startling rapidity after 1885, with the advent of written entrance exams at harvard in 1874 and the general adoption of such exms at most established colleges. The consolidation of composition and rhetoric did not take place because true theory or practice drove out false, but because pressing social problems demanded solutions. When more than half the candidates–the products of america's best preparatory schools–failed the harvard entrance exams a great outcry went up. Trumpeted throughout the nation in newspapers and magazines, "the illiteracy of american boys" became an obsession…

…proposed, in the middle 1880s, that harvard institute a temproary course in remedial writing instruction, just until the crisis had passed–and require it of all incoming freshmen. This was done….it was the prototype for the required freshman course in composition that within fifteen years would be standard at almost every college in america.

The essay dates required freshman composition courses "to just after WW2, because of the influx of GI bill students who did not have upper class educations. the writer goes on to bemoan the corruption of that original, noble ecomp course."


ETA: Blerf, I thought I might have been making a source mistake (I checked and decided I wans't, but apparently not well) and Ann confirms it:

there's a confusion of links here.

The "ecomp dates to WW2" was a different link: http://www.popecenter.org/clarion_call/article.html?id=2404

The Google Books link had different historical information, that would indicate the article of that essay was wrong about WW2 being the origin of Freshman Comp.

So, yes. Sorry for the error.

Why Sentence Diagramming Does Not Make You Superior, An Argument In Support of Those Kids Today

I have been ranting today on the subject of grammar. It's all Ann Leckie's fault. Or possibly Jacqueline Howett's.

For those of you who have not followed the blog explosion, self-published author Jacqueline Howett has been busy imploding in the blog comments of a reviewer who pointed out the grammatical errors in her text. Many people have commented on the obviously destructive behavior of flaming reviewers. However, in some fora the discussion has moved onto the subject of the grammatical errors themselves.

Howett, author of sentences such as "Don and Katy watched hypnotically Gino place more coffees out at another table with supreme balance," is adamant that there is nothing grammatically wrong with her prose. Obviously, she's wrong.

Ann Leckie writes (and I agree with her):

Sometimes, when I read a sub that's got sentences in it like this, I think, "Did this person write this sentence, and then say to themselves Yes, that's it, that's exactly how it ought to be, that sentence is good enough to be published in "My Life's Ambition Is To Appear Here" magazine? Really?" I'm never sure if the subber thought those sentences were the bees knees, or whether they just figured "Eh, good enough," when it wasn't, or what.

The author's insistence suggests to me that at least for some percentage of subbers, the answer is, "They see nothing wrong with those sentences."

I'm quite happy to lay this at the feet of the pomposity of the kind of writer who would flame her reviewers. Others, however, want to diagnose this as part of a larger, pernicious social problem. In Ann Leckie's comments, shalanna writes:

Unfortunately, the trend today is to reject people who write properly and to accept people who write incoherently. Punctuation is constantly under attack (not just "evolving," but going out the door.) Prepare yourself for a whole lot more like her, and a lot fewer of the rest of us. We're fossils, and THEY WILL SHOW US. *sigh*

The problem, apparently, isn't just with publishers (who apparently... love grammatical incoherence...?) but also the educational system:

The author in question behaves much as she did in school, methinks--most students now, when given a poor grade, go over the teacher's head and get it changed. Or they take their parents in and get it changed by some other higher-up who wants to keep the peace. She has never been corrected (or at least it never stuck), so why should she "take it" from you now? She's perfect, and YOU can go stick it. So there.

In comments on Scalzi's blog, Matthew Hughes agrees:

the author's response — that she saw nothing wrong with her hobbledehoy syntax — illustrates a problem that I see as a sometime paid critiquer of would-be authors' prose: the great majority of today's adults have never been taught proper grammar and syntax, because their teachers themselves were never taught how to write well. For decades now, school children have been encouraged, above all, to express themselves. Imposing on that self-expression the rules that would make it more comprehensible to the reader has been deemed detrimental to the child's creativity and self-esteem.

So now we have the phenomenon of the self-published author who produces clunky sentences whose meaning the reader has to puzzle out. When the clunkiness of Ms Howett's prose is pointed out, she cannot see the problem — what she wrote makes perfect sense to her, after all — but she certainly resents the assault on her self-esteem.

I don't know what we do about this. Short of a revolution — or, more accurately, a counterrevolution — in the classroom, it seems we must now slide into an era of ever-increasing fuzziness of speech and writing, leading inevitably to ever-increasing fuzziness of thought.

Mythago asks Matthew, "how many 'decades' and where, precisely, are schoolchildren being taught spelling and grammar are unimportant next to Free Expression? I'm always curious when the Good Old Days cutoff is." Ann asks, similarly, "When was this golden age when elementary school English teachers were paragons of grammatical discipline, burning proper English (and there's a whole other debate!) into the hearts and minds of their students, who went forth and spoke in flawless prose?"

Matthew replies:

Since you ask: two decades ago, in British Columbia, when my wife and I went to our kids' elementary school's open house and saw compositions by grade five and six students up on the wall. They were full of uncorrected grammatical errors. When we asked the teacher why she didn't have the kids correct their mistakes before they were put up for (presumably) praise, we were told that formal grammatical rules were less important than encouraging free expression and sustaining the students' self esteem.

That's from my own experience. Now, working by inference, the huge number of supposedly educated people who say "between you and I" and don't know how or when to use "whom" tells me that basic grammar is no longer taught.

Matthew Hughes and Shalanna would find a lot of historical support for their positions, but unfortunately, no one seems able to agree when the "Good Old Days" cutoff is. For Hesiod, it's somewhere before 800 B.C:

When I was a boy, we were taught to be discreet and respectful of elders, but the present youth are exceedingly wise and impatient of restraint.

For Tacitus, it's 900 years later:

Nowadays… our children are handed over at their birth to some little Greek serving maid, with a male slave, who may be anyone, to help her.. it is from the foolish tittle-tattle of such persons that the children receive their first impressions, while their minds are still pliant and unformed… And the parents themselves make no effort to train their little ones in goodness and self-control; they grow up in an atmosphere or laxity and pertness, in which they come gradually to lose all sense of shame, and respect both for themselves and for other people.

Steve, from the internet, provided a link to a language log article articulating yet more opinions on when the Doom of Grammar fell upon us.

Interestingly, several commenters at Whatever and elsewhere have pointed out that Ms. Howett's grammar school education appears to have occurred significantly after the Roman doom but significantly before the American one. It's unclear how, having been schooled decades before the 1980s, Ms. Howett is nevertheless representative of the educational downfall that apparently occurred at that time.

The evidence-free assertion that we're all going to hell in a bad-grammar handbasket grates for a number of reasons. Most obviously, the bizarre claims it suggests--everything from the idea that editors actively choose work with poor grammar to the belief that the poor grammar of a woman educated during the time period lauded for its grammatical accuracy nevertheless represents the superiority of that system over the grammatical indecency that followed.

As mythago observes, complaints about the good old days--from the Romans to Clark Welton--follow a generally predictable pattern. When was this golden age of grammatical discipline? "Why, that would be our generation, or perhaps our parents' generation if we're really trying to doom-and-gloom it up."

But as annoying as those things are, what really bothers me is the classism and erasure inherent in the assumption that grammatical education was superior in the past. Whose grammatical education? Whose past?

Matthew Hughes writes that, "Forty-five years ago, when I started university, there were no remedial classes for the semiliterate."

That's supposed to be, what? A good thing? I'm supposed to be a fan of cutting off some portion of ESL students? Students with learning disabilities? Students who weren't indoctrinated in "proper" white middle to upper class dialect/grammar at home and thus had a much harder learning task in school while simultaneously being disadvantaged by an educational culture structured for middle class white folks? Heck, I'm supposed to be a fan of cutting off students who just need extra help?

I tutored the "semiliterate" when I was in college. A few of them were kind of jerks. Some were very intelligent, but suffered from intense linguistic barriers, particularly those people whose first languages weren't Indo-European. Some, despite their aptitude, had received intermittent education. Some came from school systems serving disadvantaged populations where resources were diverted away from average students in order to serve emergency needs, leaving us with students who were perfectly competent in some subjects while never before having been asked to write an essay.

I expect Matthew Hughes doesn't want me to be a fan of excluding these students. I expect that his claim is that they didn't exist, or at least not in significant numbers. There didn't need to be classes that served them because they weren't a significant population.

In one way he's right--there may have been a time when such students did not comprise a significant portion of the college population. But that's not because they didn't exist. Students newly learning English, poor students, and ill-served students did exist 45 years ago or 100 years ago or however far back we wish to look for the golden age of education. But without resources for the "semiliterate," what do you think happened to them? Not college.

I started my college education at an elite private school well-known for attracting excellent liberal arts students and placing an unusual emphasis on writing. Students came from the top ranks of high schools across the country. Nevertheless, I was one of only two students in my freshman class whose essay skills were deemed competent on entrance.

Sure, maybe that means my generation just sucks. I remember there being murmuring about that at the time, some from teachers, some probably from an ego-drunk me. Even elite students can't even write an essay! What's happening to education?

But if I sit back a minute and think about it, the argument falls apart. Both my parents are academically successful baby boomers who cut their teeth on sentence diagramming. I've edited their papers since high school. Like my peers, they are non-representatively high quality students. Yet I have no reason to believe they would have fared any better than my freshman classmates.

A generation before that, my ancestors were the kind of people who died in the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire. I doubt they were beacons of grammatical excellence. My immigrant great-grandfather (who worked in a garment factory) never learned English. Maybe these days, he or his grammatically imperfect children would get to take a remedial college course to address their "semiliteracy." Forgive me if I don't wish to return to the days when such remedial courses did not exist. Assuming those days aren't a figment of the imagination (a subject on which there appears to be some debate), they are also the days when the majority of immigrants, poor people and others who didn't meet the class and linguistic expectations of the ivory tower never got to enter it.

I'm being hard on Shalanna and Matthew Hughes. I realize that. I don't mean this as a personal attack on them--I'm sure they're both great people--but as a vehement disagreement with their arguments.

I also don't mean to imply Shalanna and Matthew Hughes are the only people who hold these beliefs. Obviously, they're extremely common, with quotes I've seen going back to the Romans. There are probably extant quotes from further back. I've definitely been involved in internet arguments with other people expressing similar opinions. I could probably find other people expressing similar opinions by just looking at blog threads about Ms. Howett. Their comments aren't especially egregious. They didn't say anything that particularly merits being drawn out as examples. It's just that theirs were the comments that put the straw on my discursive back. And as I started typing this rant in the comments of Scalzi's blog, I realized that what I had to say was broader than a blog comment.

So to the extent this reads as a reply to Shalanna and Matthew Hughes, that's because it began as one. I hope it addresses larger points as well.

At heart, I want to interrogate the assumptions we make about who counts when we're comparing today's students to the students of yesteryear. I remain unconvinced that there has actually been any noticeable grammatical decay in the student population. But whether or not their has, it seems necessary for us to bear in mind who got to participate in yesteryear's educational system and who was historically excluded or considered less than because of factors that, yes, sometimes relate to "semi-literacy."

With that, I'll end on a song:

Kids!
I don't understand what's wrong with these kids today!
Kids!
Who can understand anything they say?
...Why can't they be like we were,
Perfect in every way?
What's the matter with kids today?

Clearly, this is what I should be wasting my time on

I am more amused by the twitter hashtag #PoetryImprovedByAddingCustard than I should be.

My contribution with line breaks.

THIS IS JUST TO SAY

I have eaten
the custard
that was in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
to throw at a clown

Forgive me
it was delicious
so sweet
and so gooey

Cat Lady Chronicles

I always thought people who called home to talk to their cats were anthropomorphizing their animals...

...but when I called Mike and he put me on speakerphone, he said the cats came over, looking for me. Huh.