Carnival of Empty Cages #1

The Carnival of Empty Cages #1 today is out at vegankid. Topics include speciesism and intersecting forms of oppression, animal cruelty, choice, and of course food.

I’ll be hosting the next issue here on June 1, 2006. Please E-mail me or comment here if you’d like to submit a post. The deadline will be May 30th. The issues theme will be passion. What animal liberation or veganism/vegetarianism gets you going? Spending time with your companion animals? Inventing recipes? Working at a shelter? Building solidarity with other social activists? Raising vegan children? The theme is just a suggestion, of course. You don’t need to be vegan to participate so long as your post isn’t contradictory to the carnival’s dedication to animals, animal liberation, and animal rights. If you write a special interest blog, I encourage you to discuss animals in relation to your blog’s theme. I look forward to reviewing your submissions!


This Is What a Vegan Looks Like!

I’m excited for the upcoming Carnival of Empty Cages. I hope the carnival will help me find and join the vegan blog scene now that Tekanji has provided me a place to discuss my herbivorism. I begin by defining vegan because it’s a fluid term. I intend this post to be a gateway to future discussions about my veganism coinciding with my feminism (and how I got here), the intersections of animal exploitation and human oppression, and even some critiques of the animal rights movement from an anti-racist feminist perspective.

Motives for Writing

what's a vegan?

Last quarter, in my feminist theory class at university, I focused on the intersection of animal liberation and feminism for my term paper. As I expected, the authors I consulted argued that veganism coincides with a feminist lifestyle (I’ll talk more about this connection in future posts). But some of the authors assumed I already knew what veganism was; a definition of vegan was missing. How did they hope to persuade the feminist who pictured an anemic, maligned salad-eater?

So what is it already?

Vegan is a fluid identity. I want to lay out what it means to me because not everyone shares my definition and I want readers to know what I’m talking about when I say vegan. Fellow veg*ns are free to disagree, so long as they don’t tell me I’m not vegan–I still have a few outstanding warrants from the Vegan Police to dodge first. (Veg*n is a catch all term for people on the spectrum of vegetarianism.)

My definition:

A vegan is someone who boycotts direct support of animal cruelty. This primarily comes into practice with my choices as a consumer. I ask myself: is my money going towards animal suffering? If we’re talking about the eggs in a pastry, yes. I’m supporting an industry that even in cage-free settings must slaughter male chicks and the hens past their reproductive prime because keeping them alive would be too expensive.

I don’t avoid items far removed from animal harvesting. For example, how would I be helping animals by not purchasing a bike produced with glue containing animal ingredients? Those byproducts of animal slaughter will be replaced by plant-derived sources, which will become cheaper when less animals are slaughtered for meat. Veganism is lifestyle that incorporates a boycott of direct forms of cruelty.

Although I don’t purchase leather or wool items, and avoid products tested on animals, my veganism in practice primarily focuses on what I eat. Because 99 out of 100 animals raised in my country are slaughtered for food, I believe my efforts will have most of an impact focusing on the consumption of animal products. I don’t eat meat, diary, or eggs because harvesting these foods requires animal suffering. I do make other food considerations that don’t fall under veganism. For example, I prefer local produce to support sustainable agriculture and avoid partially hydrogenated oils for my health.

If a food item is labeled vegan, it doesn’t contain meat, gelatin, dairy, eggs, or honey. When I say meat, I include poultry and seafood.

Veg-in? Vay-gun? Veegan?

I pronounce it vee-gan. I haven’t heard a vegan pronounce it otherwise, so be prepared for some funny looks if you call us veggin’s or vay-guns (rhymes with ray-gun).

Animal Rights and Animal Welfare

I want to clarify the difference between animal rights and animal welfare. Animal welfare is what most of you (and me) are in favor of: humane treatment of animals. Animal rights advocates entire liberation from human use. We both don’t want animals to suffer unnecessarily, but we don’t agree on what’s necessary.

I compare animal welfare and animal rights to liberal feminism and radical feminism. Animal welfare and liberal feminism both work for change within the system, while animal rights and radical feminism want a revolution that will dismantle oppressive hierarchies. (Ecofeminism joins the two and recognizes the ways in which animal and human dominion are interconnected.) I prefer to focus on our common goals rather than our differences. Fighting amongst ourselves takes time away from changing the world.

Options

Ariel and her pizza

Veganism isn’t an exclusive club, nor does it have to be all or nothing. I encourage people to do what they can in their own lives. If you want to be vegan but would never give up cheese pizza or Turkey on Thanksgiving (and the faux stuff doesn’t do it for you), that doesn’t mean you can’t boycott other forms of animal cruelty from your life.

My veganism is largely inspired by the group Vegan Outreach (I recommend their website if you want to read up more about reasons for being vegan and what it entails, or there is always the Wikipedia article). They taught me that veganism is not about avoiding a list of ingredients. What fun is that? I’m the last person who wants her options limited. I remind myself that this is a choice (although I seldom remember these days that animal derived foods are an option). This is who I am, who I always will be, and I have fun with it.


Blog Against Heteronormativity Day

Because one cannot have to many days to blog against bad stuff, blac[k]ademic has decided to start a Blog Against Heteronormativity Day. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get a submission in (although maybe Ariel will *nudgenudge*), but it’s definitely something I want to do.

For those of you interested (and you all should be!), it’s going to be on April 22. See the linked post for more details, and be sure to show nubian your support!


Highlights from Blog Against Sexism Day

So, yesterday was Blog Against Sexism Day. I blogged. You blogged (or should have, you bad, bad person!). We all blogged. Today, I want to highlight some of the ones that I particuarly liked. Now there are 260 posts, and I obviously haven’t read them all, so if you have a favourite post (even if it’s your own!) please feel free to plug it in the comments.

bla(k)ademic (who I’ve been meaning to blogroll for ages) contributes the post complicit sexism, which talks about the intersection between oppressions, and how it is disappointing that many black “leaders” and scholars fail to acknowledge that.

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many blacks who oppose gays/lesbians/trannies/sgl’s, have failed to acknowledge that racism cannot be combated if we continue to support white ideals of morality and family values. which, only pushes a conservative agenda that condemns any deviation from the nuclear family that doesn’t uphold strict gender roles. the limiting idea of the black patriarch who rules over the subsurvient wife and children, only furthers blacks complicit relationship with our own race and gender exploitation. this myth has prohibited an alternative view of of a queer black family comprised of sgl/gay/lesbian families parents. and, i think, that it is sexist for us to continue to believe that the definition of a heteronormative family is going to save us from oppression.

Over at New Game Plus, our very own Ariel writes a short post on the problematic nature of a new “realistic” redesign of one of video game’s most famous vixens in A Lara Croft I Can Be.

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As a gaming woman, I don’t find Lara Croft’s new proportions especially empowering or representative of me. It’s another message of how I ought to look so I can be sexy, confident, and poised. The consensus was that Croft was ridiculous, even from those who found her aesthetically pleasing. Now, she’s “realistic.” I could, theoretically, look like the new Lara Croft; she’s become within the realm of possibility existing. I’ve already “won” genetic lottery—I’m white, brunette, not fat—and now I just need to get breast implants, work out more, and stop eating.

The one who started it all, vegankid, contributed the post don’t kid yourself, which does some reflecting on the internalized, and often invisible, sexism that exists in the trans community.

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Its easy as transgendered and genderQueer people to believe that we are beyond or outside of gender politics as usual. As those who live on the margins, its only natural to focus on ourselves as oppressed beings – victims of a transphobic society. But something i’ve had to come to terms with is my own socialized sexism as a trans persyn.

From Amateurverbs, a new blog to keep your eye on, comes a poignant critique on the culture of female competition entitled Good girls and bad girls.

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But the bad girls – oh, you know what I’m talking about. The ones who disagree with me! The sluts who talked behind my back, who did stupid, stupid things and whose heads are filled with air. The Barbie-doll bitches and holier-than-thou dainty princesses who’d rather die than get their dresses dirty.

Only the bad girls are the ones that make me feel good inside. I can point at them and say, “Look! I’m not like her! I’m not a whore, I’m not a ditz, I’ve got a brain! But I’m pretty!”

A personal story given political implications at Weber’s Polar Night, Blog against sexism is the tale of one man’s journey as a go-between for his girlfriend when some random men find themselves with some car troubles.

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Sexism is, of course, many things but at that moment it was a very small thing: an exchange of information, relayed via a man, because the woman who actually knew what to do felt constrained and the men in need of help were, she correctly assessed, unprepared to listen.

Feminist Law Professors are also interested in Blogging Against Sexism, this time about women’s internalized sexism and how relying on men for approval is a double-edged sword.

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When I read or hear a woman criticize another woman for her clothing, or hair, or body size, or general lack of femininity or sex appeal because it helps her curry favor with powerful men, I always think, if things go a certain way, she is going to find out that she isn’t as much “one of the guys” as she thinks she is. The men may laugh with her when she amusingly derides her sisters, but they will not trust her any more than the women she mocks will.

What it feels like for a geek girl, brought to us by Radioactive Banana relates the mixed signals that women who want to enter traditonally male dominated fields receive from their family, friends, and the world at large.

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Finally in junior high I was set on mastering math and science, just like my mother had prodded me because she thought those were secure jobs—but now her efforts were directed at turning me into a properly socialized young woman, which seemed to mean dialing my competitiveness down a couple notches. Yes, I was cocky and full of myself—but so was [my gifted math class carpooling partner] Jon! Did he ever have to hear that it threw off the family dynamic for a girl to be more mathematically gifted than her older brother? Because that’s what my mother told me.

From the mind of Bitch|Lab comes an excellent essay on Oppression: what it is, what it means, and how it can be used against the oppressed.

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The statement that women are oppressed is frequently met with the claim that men are oppressed too. We hear that oppressing is oppressive to those who oppress as well as those they oppress. Some men cite as evidence of their oppression their much-advertised inability to cry. It is tough, we are told, to be masculine. When the stresses and frustrations of being a man are cited as evidence that oppressors are oppressed by their oppressing, the word “oppression” is being stretched to meaninglessness; it is treated as though its scope includes any and all human experience of limitation or suffering, no matter the cause, degree or consequence. Once such usage has been put over on us, then if ever we deny that any person or group is oppressed, we seem to imply that we think they never suffer and have no feelings. We are accused of insensitivity; even of bigotry. For women, such accusation is particularly intimidating, since sensitivity is on eof the few virtues that has been assigned to us. If we are found insensitive, we may fear we have no redeeming traits at all and perhaps are not real women. Thus are we silenced before we begin: the name of our situation drained of meaning and our guilt mechanisms tripped.

gendergeek wanted in on the action of Blogging Against Sexism, this time choosing to highlight the sexism of reproductive politics.

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As far as I’m concerned, women will never be able to achieve equality with men while our very right to physical autonomy is being denied us. The battle for women’s bodies has shaped each wave of feminism, and, in 2006, we are still being forced to state and re-state our demands for access to birth control, abortion, appropriate medical treatments, and freedom from gender-based violence.

And last on my list, but not last in excellence by any stretch of the word, is Mind the Gap‘s post on (Trying) to blog against sexism. It addresses everything from the myth that sexism is a thing of third-world (aka. “backwards”, aka. “not as good as us”) nations to the fact that women’s looks are still considered our paramount attribute, no matter the context.

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First, we hate that so many people in the rich west insist that sexism is no longer an issue or is, at most, a minimal issue. We’ve met supposedly, liberal, enlightened people, men and women, who claim that since we have all this legislation in place, there’s no longer a problem. As Siberian Falls observed, the situation has changed, but sexism has become more insidious rather than disappeared. Even more worryingly, the anti-political correctness backlash has managed to bestow certain “coolness” upon sexist attitudes. Siberian Falls told us the story of the consultant who refers to female colleagues as “chickie.” He knows he’s being offensive because he’s quick to say “It’s harmless,” “It’s just a bit of fun.” “Just a bit of fun.” Haven’t we all come to shudder at that phrase which has become the excuse for all manner of appalling behaviors. I’m sure it’s true that sexism is enormous fun for sexists, but not for the rest of us.

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"Check my what?" On privilege and what we can do about it

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Carnies and Veggies

The second edition of the Radical Woman of Color Carnival is out at Brownfemipower’s Woman of Color Blog. Topics include identity issues, voice, mamihood, and a section for allies so us white folks don’t feel left out.

I do say that with tongue in cheek–a few days ago in my Global Women class we were discussing a women of color week event called Woman of Color Fashion Show: Undressing the Other. The show kicked all kinds of ass. All types of people dressed up as a stereotype and performed to exemplify how others see them. In the second act the performers told their real stories.

In class, one critique of the show brought up was that some white women felt left out (a good third of the performers were white). In turn, we analyzed why those women felt that way, but a few classmates were sympathetic. They didn’t feel the need to make an issue of race when we discussed the necessity of our university’s anti-racist white student union. I attempted to articulate (much less eloquent on the fly) that being able to say race doesn’t matter was white privilege because our race is portrayed as the neutral norm–a nonrace, that race is something other people have but not us. I raised a few ires because white people can be discriminated against too. Well, sure. I’m oppressed for my gender, but not my race. Whites can even be on the receiving end of racial prejudice in my country, but that isn’t racism because someone isn’t having power over them based on their skin color.

Coming back to carnivals: Call for Submissions for the Second Big Fat Carnival and for Carnival of Empty Cages. I’m really excited about the latter carnival, which vegankid is starting, because I want to start blogging more about my veganism. I recently realized animal liberation prepared me for feminism and am pumped to share.