{"id":28,"date":"2004-05-24T22:55:58","date_gmt":"2004-05-24T22:55:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chriscurnow.com\/index.php\/2004\/05\/24\/a_new_language\/"},"modified":"2004-05-24T22:55:58","modified_gmt":"2004-05-24T22:55:58","slug":"a_new_language","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chriscurnow.com\/?p=28","title":{"rendered":"A New Language"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>There is hardly a more deeply rooted in organisational tension than that of the relationship between men and women.<\/p>\n<p>A few years ago I did a Graduate Diploma in Business at RMIT. One of the chapters I wrote for my final paper focussed on one part of this theme. As I discussed it with my fellow students it came to be known  as &#8216;The Sex Chapter.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Here it is&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>The second year of the program starts with a five day workshop around<br \/>\norganisation level consulting skills held at the Melbourne Zoo and consequently<br \/>\nreferred to as the \u2018Zoo Workshop.\u2019 <\/p>\n<p>On the first afternoon of the Zoo Workshop Leisa remarked that she was missing<br \/>\nJonathan because he represented the male sexuality of the group.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>The final morning of the workshop was devoted to discussing issues that<br \/>\narose from the previous four days. We returned to Leisa\u2019s comment.<\/p>\n<p>A lot of time was then spent around gender relationships in organisations<br \/>\nand, in particular relationships between men and women in our group. The<br \/>\nprogram consultants encouraged us to speak about our feelings for each other.\n<\/p>\n<p> There was a rich atmosphere that morning, This is to the women present that<br \/>\nmorning.\n<\/p>\n<h2>To my friends who happen to be women<br \/>\n<\/h2>\n<p> Some of you showed great courage and generosity in speaking honestly and<br \/>\nopenly. Barb, you told of having sexual dreams involving Steve and sending<br \/>\nhim poems via email. Cathy, you spoke about taking, for the first time in<br \/>\na long time, the risk of showing off your attractiveness and your feelings<br \/>\nof rejection after being dismissed by Jonathan. It was a moving time.\n<\/p>\n<p>  We men, however, were silent.<\/p>\n<p>At the time, I was aware of incredibly strongly conflicting feelings. In<br \/>\none way, I thought I could escape the dilemma of participating in this discussion<br \/>\nbecause I had spoken at a previous workshop of my strong feelings toward<br \/>\nNaomi and had reaffirmed them that morning. But I knew that was only an<br \/>\nexcuse and, there was a part of me that wanted to offer something of my<br \/>\nself, my male self, to you, my friends in the group who are women. I could<br \/>\nsense that you wanted something from us, some indication that we really<br \/>\ndid love you, we cared about you and respected you. And I wanted to give<br \/>\nit. But I didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p>Speaking later about the workshop in a one on one with Naomi she said, \u201cWhere<br \/>\nwere the men in that discussion? Where were you? Where was your generosity?\u201d<br \/>\nAt the time, I thought that I was holding back out of fear for what might<br \/>\nhappen if your pent up anger was released on us. I imagined a scene of carnage.\n<\/p>\n<p> I wanted to be really honest, and to give something of worth. To do this,<br \/>\nI, or any other of the men, would have to speak about our physical attraction<br \/>\nto you, the women around us. We know only one way to talk about your bodies<br \/>\n\u2013 the locker room language \u2013 where we emphasise our desire to<br \/>\nhave power over you by reducing you to objects to be graded, used and discarded<br \/>\nby us. Even though this is not the way most of us actually think about you,<br \/>\nit is the only way most of us know to speak about your physical beauty.<br \/>\nIt is vulgar, coarse and derogatory. It is also something for which most<br \/>\nof us carry a great deal of guilt.<\/p>\n<p> Gary Brooks has written about this in his book, \u2018The Centerfold Syndrome\u2019.<br \/>\nHere is some of what he says<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cOne might think that since girl<br \/>\nwatching was such an emotionally draining experience, guys would spend considerable<br \/>\ntime talking about it, questioning its value, speculating about its causes,<br \/>\nwondering about alternatives. This was far from true. Although I can remember<br \/>\ncountless hours spent talking about beautiful female bodies, I can\u2019t<br \/>\nremember a single conversation in which any of us seriously questioned the<br \/>\ninevitability of girl watching. It would have been nice to have had a forum<br \/>\nfor open exploration of this and many other aspects of our lives, but asking<br \/>\nquestions and sharing insecurities was not a big item among my young male<br \/>\nfriends.\u201d <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>So in speaking our thoughts, we are afraid of your anger towards us. The<br \/>\nwords spoken by \u2018Christine\u2019 at the story telling workshop we<br \/>\nread about in the course readings, were the words I feared I might hear:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I chickened out.<br \/>\nYou didn\u2019t get the knife in the throat<br \/>\nYour hair ripped off your head<br \/>\nYour prick flung limp to the floor.<br \/>\nI didn\u2019t even tip you off the chair<br \/>\nWhere you sat<br \/>\nCock sure<br \/>\nSoft Irish brogue still lilting<br \/>\nWith your tale of travelling<br \/>\nYour man\u2019s story<br \/>\nA so called hero\u2019s journey<br \/>\nInto pus poverty.<br \/>\nHere you get your slick badge<br \/>\nCheap with \u2018different\u2019 women<br \/>\nMore easy going<br \/>\nLoosely inhibited lithesome<br \/>\nChildwhores<br \/>\nServing, starving, conned and tricked<br \/>\nBy tradition<br \/>\nSoft sister<br \/>\nI didn\u2019t act<br \/>\nBut you may strip the sham<br \/>\nOf European privileged aftershaven<br \/>\nWarriors<br \/>\nAnd swallow his raping pillaging soul<br \/>\nAlong with the spunk<br \/>\nDo not jest thou pallid man<br \/>\nBeware of wounded women<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>There is perhaps no conflict felt more deeply on the face of the earth than<br \/>\nthe conflict between us as men and women. Most of you and many of us attribute<br \/>\nthe majority of the blame for this conflict on our shoulders. This is why<br \/>\nI thought I was afraid of on that last morning of the workshop.\n<\/p>\n<h2> A different view<br \/>\n<\/h2>\n<p>However, now I think something a little different.\n<\/p>\n<p> I have spent a great deal of my life feeling guilty about part of me. I<br \/>\nhave felt bad about the way I look at women. Gary Brooks breaks the male<br \/>\ncode of silence when he says <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cI can remember times when driving around (or in my younger<br \/>\nyears, riding my bike) I\u2019d go past a particularly attractive young<br \/>\ngirl in shorts or halter top and risk an accident through my efforts to<br \/>\nvisually follow her in my rearview mirror as she walked in the opposite<br \/>\ndirection.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p> I would be surprised if the men around me aren\u2019t nodding with embarrassed<br \/>\nassent as they hear those words. I still catch myself trying to find vantage<br \/>\npoints to get a better view down a low cut dress, or perhaps, if I am lucky,<br \/>\na brief glimpse of a bra-less nipple.<\/p>\n<p> When reduced to words on a page, these activities seem purile, and, if not<br \/>\nfor the resultant impoverishment of relationship that they cause, would<br \/>\nbe just plain hilarious. But they aren\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p> I have tried to make up for this by finding ways to be kind, gentle and<br \/>\ncompassionate. When I am with women, I talk your talk \u201cMen are bastards.\u201d<br \/>\nI say. I surprise you by agreeing with you. I am aware of what other men<br \/>\nare doing to you and I say so. So many times, one of you have said \u201cI<br \/>\nnever expected to hear a man say that.\u201d This makes me feel good. When<br \/>\nyou say that, I can believe for a moment that the other part of me doesn\u2019t<br \/>\nexist.<\/p>\n<p>I have often said \u201cI want to resign from the male gender.\u201d I<br \/>\nlove being with women.<\/p>\n<p> I realise now that I love being with women as a man. As Lisa once said to<br \/>\nme, \u201cThere is that energy between us.\u201d If I did resign from<br \/>\nthe male gender, my experience with you would be left empty. I now know<br \/>\nthat it is that other part of me, the part that I hide, that makes the experience<br \/>\nso good \u2013 for both of us \u2013 but by hiding it, I deny both you<br \/>\nand me the fullness of it. And I am sure that you find it frustrating that<br \/>\nI hide it when I am with you<\/p>\n<p>This is what I think you wanted at the Zoo workshop. You wanted to see our<br \/>\nappreciation of you in its fullness. You did want to know that you are attractive<br \/>\nto us. You wanted to know how we really feel about you. But you didn\u2019t<br \/>\nwant the power laden locker room talk. As Di said in class one night \u201cPerhaps<br \/>\nwe need to find a new language. A language that expresses how we feel but<br \/>\ndoesn\u2019t offend.\u201d<\/p>\n<p> This is exactly what I think we need to find.<\/p>\n<p>So what was I afraid of that morning? I think I actually could have withstood<br \/>\nyour scorn, although I was nervous about revealing that this caring compassionate<br \/>\nman had the same base instincts as all the rest of \u2018them\u2019.<\/p>\n<p> What I was afraid of was speaking a language that I had never spoken before.<br \/>\nSpeaking about the deep feelings inside me that the sight of your bodies<br \/>\narouses. Not the base feelings that you know about, but my need to be loved,<br \/>\nto be known and understood and to be cared for. It doesn\u2019t sound like<br \/>\nmuch. From what I know, you women talk about these things all the time.<br \/>\nBut we men never learn this language. We know the feelings but learn to<br \/>\nbelieve that we are alone with them \u2013 for no other men (or the boys<br \/>\nwe once were) we know ever talk of them. At least not in our everyday talk.<br \/>\nPerhaps in poetry, or art or music, but not directly to each other.<\/p>\n<p> So we come to believe that there must be something terribly wrong about<br \/>\nourselves. To open our mouths about these feelings in front of you would<br \/>\nnot be too bad \u2013 even though we do not know the words to use \u2013<br \/>\nwe know that you know them. But to do so in front of other men, would be<br \/>\nto stand naked before them and expose ourselves to their ridicule for being<br \/>\nalone with such sensitive emotions. It is no excuse for the way we treat<br \/>\nyou, but it is the reason. I hope you come to see us as much psychologically<br \/>\nimpoverished victims of our actions as you are.<\/p>\n<p> Naomi gave me this poem once \u2013<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>All that I withhold diminishes me<br \/>\nand cheats you<br \/>\nAll that you withhold diminishes you<br \/>\nand cheats me<br \/>\nWhen we hold back ourselves<br \/>\nfor each other\u2019s sake<br \/>\nThat is no service to us either one<br \/>\nWe only collude in the weakening <br \/>\nof us both.<br \/>\n(Herman &amp; Korevich, 1977))<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>You did not withhold. We did. I hope you will encourage us to venture into<br \/>\nunderstanding and relationship with you, to let go of that which we are<br \/>\nafraid and share it with you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is hardly a more deeply rooted in organisational tension than that of the relationship between men and women. A few years ago I did a Graduate Diploma in Business at RMIT. 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