Imma drop some bangers because all the homies have to read this....
Oyěwùmí critiquing western feminism and, essentially, feminism as a western idea:
"The biologization inherent in the Western articulation of social difference is, however, by no means universal. The debate in feminism about what roles and which identities are natural and what aspects are constructed only has meaning in a culture where social categories are conceived as having no independent logic of their own... But then, due to imperialism, this debate has been universalized to other cultures, and its immediate effect is to inject Western problems where such issues originally did not exist. Even then, this debate does not take us very far in societies where social roles and identities are not conceived to be rooted in biology."
"Beyond the question of asymmetry, however, a preconceived notion of gender as a universal social category is equally problematic. If the investigator assumes gender, then gender categories will be found whether they exist or not. Feminism is one of the latest Western theoretical fashions to be applied to African societies"
"If Western conservative discourses collapse the social world into biology by seeing all observed differences between men and women as natural, feminism maintains this lack of a boundary between the social and the biological by homogenizing men and women and insisting that all observed differences are social fabrications. This is the problem"
I could keep quoting on and on. I highlighted this whole damn book which was truly a life-changing changing read for me. To summarize, and to hopefully get y'all to read this too, Oyěwùmí's issue with (western) feminism, or possible even feminism as a concept, is that it assumes the existence of gender as a universal category. When the western feminist looks outward, or metaphorically downward, to the "women" of the global south, they, as Oyěwùmí insists, look for a supposed gendered division of labor and assume the presence of "women" in roles which are "traditional", only in the western sense, indicates a subordination of gender. If a western feminist were to view a Yoruba market and see a "woman" working, Oyěwùmí points out, they'd assume first that such a person is a "woman" and secondly, that they're engaging in a gendered activity of market trade. In reality, one's specialized task in pre-colonial Yoruba was determined by lineage and not gender. If an anatomical female, a word frequently used by Oyěwùmí that she shortens to "anafemales", was working at the market it is because they were from a lineage of traders not because they were anafemale. Projecting these western feminist discourses, as Oyěwùmí spends the entire book arguing, cannot be done in pre-colonial Yoruba as difference is made solely through age and lineage, not through gender. In fact gender did not exist as a linguistic or cultural phenomenon. Children were genderless (as there were no words for brother/sister, son/daughter). Siblings called each other Egbon and aburo which referred to younger and older sibling respectively - again difference is determined through age. There were distinct differences, between birthing people, anatomical female elders, brides, wives, husbands, grooms, and anatomical male elders (anamales). Each category had a specified name and could not be condensed to general categories of male and female.
I think Oyěwùmí's most sound criticism is how she notes western feminism has identified sex as biological and gender as socially constructed, and has been keen on universalizing a struggle to 1) differentiate the two and 2) insisting freeing ourselves from biological distinctions is liberating. I, for a long time, believed in such a feminist tradition. The issue, as she stresses, is that some indigenous and pre-colonial cultures were organized around biological distinctions of sex. Others weren't. Gender was fluid in some. In others, like Yoruba, gender and sex weren't really categories. In other words, there was a pluralism to our difference in precolonial societies that, ironically, western feminism tries to compress by believing any mode of social organization that defines biological difference is problematic. Cultures which may understand sex and gender as the same thing aren't problematic. What is problematic is if power (patriarchy and imperialism/colonialism) emerges from these differences and Oyěwùmí writes, "Questions such as, Why are women victimized or subordinated? and, What is the gender division of labor? are not first-order questions in regard to Yorubaland because both of these questions assume gender. Foundational questions for one interested in social organization might be, What is the Yoruba conception of difference? Is the human body used as evidence in this conceptualization?"
This idea of the "conception of difference" is key. It's instrumental in order to properly analyze relationships in different cultures as opposed to unconsciously projecting your worldview onto the societies in question. Oyěwùmí beautifully coins the term "worldsense" as old Yoruba culture, unlike western culture which is forefronts the visual as a sense, doesn't view difference through what can be seen, biologically for example, but culturally. Simply, this idea of "conception of difference" is rooted in how we refrain from projecting male/female onto other cultures and first investigating how the cultures in questions differentiate their people.
Lastly, as someone who is doubly displaced, 1) from W. Africa, 2)and two from Haiti, I feel deep spiritual pain due to my severance from African cultures, whichever that specific African culture could've been. Reading this book kind of reformulated my understanding of being non-binary. In the west, it still feels to form, inconspicuously, as a third and essentialist gender category, at least in my personal experiences. I feel as though now I understand non-binary as meaning not simply being male/female, but non-binary as in something is missing. As in I'm possibly severed from a culture where such opposition between gender didn't exist. Or perhaps that gender didn't exist. Or that the only difference that would ever matter is my cultural position in a family commune. A culture where I was not racialized or even gendered. A culture where I could've just been me...