Monthly Archives: March 2008

Women's history

More on the bluestockings

Celebrating the Brilliant Women exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery, the Oxford Dictionary of Biography is providing for free a collection of their biographies.

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Women, nature and history: combining my interests

When I came across a description of Sylvia Bowerbanks’ Speaking for Nature: Women and Ecologies of Early Modern England, as a book combining women’s and ecological history, I had to lay hands on it. Which isn’t to say I didn’t have my doubts: would this be one of those books that seeks to imprint, wholly inappropriately, modern thoughts and approaches into history? But I needn’t have worried, for this is an impeccable well though-out, academic book, that examines its characters in the terms of their own time, while applying understanding and research of the following centuries.

Bowerbanks begins by explaining that she wants to go back into history to seek the origins of the apparent modern links between women and nature. If, as Ynestra King claimed in “The Eco-Feminist Imperative”, women are “the repository of a sensibility” that can save the planet, where does this begin, what does it go back to?

Of course in early modern times the talk was not of “environment”, but “nature”.

“In theory, woman remained the subordinate mediatrix between man and nature and yet, even this degraded placement afforded her compensatory powers. Insofar as woman was ‘man’ on the one hand, she could potentially lay claim to agency in the modern project to civilise nature. Insofar as she was ‘nature’, she could lay claim to a special capacity to speak for nature – especially as men began to pride themselves on their increasing detachment from nature. Furthermore, insofar as woman was both ‘nature’ and ‘man’, she could critique the modern project of mastery, even as she reached towards a distinctive knowledge of nature, based on the radicalized concept of compassion that might be termed the beginning of an ecological sensibility.” (p4-5)

Bowerbanks begins with Mary Wroth’s The Countess of Montgomeries Urania (1621), walking to the famed Penshurst (immortalised by Ben Jonson’s economium, which has the estate as a haven of balance of the human and natural orders. Yet, she explains, this was no such haven for the young Mary, who as a girl was whipped around England and the Continent, which marks Wroth’s work, which has “an extistential homelessness, together with a longing for a lost past”. (P.30) This nostalgia, Bowerbanks suggests, develops as a tool for early capitalism/consumer culture – the grieving for a lost green world can encourage the purchase of attempts to recover it.

And for Wroth, nature herself participates in this grieving, a labour mostly performed for Wroth by women, becomes at one with it. e.g. Liana lies “her head on the roote of a weeping willow, which dropped downe her teares into the Christalline streames…Shee lay betweene the body of that sad tree, and the river which passed close by it, running as if in haste to carry their sorroes from them” (p.34)

This was published in the same year as Robert Burton’s Anatomy of Melancholy, but Urania is profoundly modern – a symptom of malaise and scepticism, whereas for Burton it was medieval, rooted in sin.

For while Wroth often seems to wallow in the disappearing pleasures of the aristocratic hunt, the absolute powers granted to her class by the forest laws, which were gradually being eroded, she’s also, Bowerbanks finds, questioning, critical: “evokes an environment — so abundant, so various, so yielding and so flattering to a noble woman’s charms — she does so to expose the grim realities of rape, abuse, violence and alienation that, in every grove, threaten woman’s safety and well-being.”(p. 50)

For Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle, recently recovered as a serious, original 17th-century thinker from the ridicule of centuries, there’s also this sense of loss, but also a clear desire to modernise, to reinvent, in line with the “male science” of the time from which she was firmly rebuffed. One of her interests was Sherwood Forest, which together with similar stretches of previous royal land by the Civil War was being steadily and indiscriminately used up. The great oaks of Welbeck Park were the particular focus.
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Feminism

Good and bad news

Two cases of serious female bravery out of Afghanistan: first, the case of the only female athlete who will be competing for the country in the Beijing OLympics, Mehboba Andyar. She’s not going to win a medal, but she deserves a thousand medals, and hopefully her example will help to inspire many of her countrywomen. She’s getting death threats, she has to run after dark, but she’s refusing to give. up.

Second, and this may be the only time that a television talent show will be praised here, there’s also real bravery in the women who chose to compete in the Afghan version of The X-Factor. They too didn’t win, but I’ll bet they inspired many young women to think they could have some sort of public place.

One of the semi-finalists was a Pashtun woman from Kandahar, Lima Sahar, who had learnt to sing in secret and who, in spite of appearing on television as an aspiring entertainer, still wore a burqa in her conservative home town. She faced hate mail from those who regarded her participation as blasphemy, although her bravery won her a broad fan base too. One girl in the audience said: ‘I’m voting for her courage, not her voice.’

Then the bad news, the last undergraduate women’s studies course in Britain is finishing this year. This less than charitable piece from the Independent suggests it is because the subject hasn’t moved with the times, but I suspect the growing interest in degrees being vocationally orientated has more to do with it. And it’s not of course the end of women’s studies – it is incorporated in the mainstream to a great extent. (Although I wonder if the sociology lecturer who 15 years ago told me “radical feminism has nothing to offer sociology” is still peddling the same line.)

Environmental politics

The pleasures and pains of leafletting

Having been out quite a bit lately, have been musing on the above – the pleasures being the (re)discovery of little local gems.

I’ve just returned from the Drummond Street area with a backpack as bulky as that with which I left, having exchanged my copies of London Green News for a collection of spices and frozen Indian dishes from the excellent grocer on that road. Somehow they’ve crammed even more into the shop than last time I was there, and getting around the store requires a constant chorus of “sorry”, “excuse me”, “pardon”, but it’s worth it.

And down on Lamb’s Conduit Street at an ungodly hour on Monday night (the leaflets had to go out before the election official started on Tuesday), I found a little health food place advertising gluten-free pastries. Having had to give up pies with gluten, the thought of reacquainting myself with them is mouth-watering.

As for the pains, well I have been wondering if you could sue the owner if your fingers were taken off in their letterbox flap. And deciding that possibly the most irritating thing is trudging down another set of dodgy basement steps, only to discover there’s no letter flap…

Environmental politics

Scarey non-diversity

Some figures that gave me pause: of the more than 250,000 known plant species, 4 per cent are edible, but only about 200 are regularly used for crops.

Three plant species – rice, maize and wheat, contribute 60 per cent of the calories and protein that humans derive from plants.

Great potato famine anyone?

Source (PDF)

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Bloody Microsoft

Having got a new phone/mobile PC, I have wrestled with and eventually conquered the synchronisation software with Vista, and got phone and laptop talking to each other, only to learn that you have to have Outlook on the computer to synchronise the contacts and diary. (Obviously vital.)

You would think you could synchronise the Windows calendar on your computer with the phone, but no – its clearly a plan to make you buy Outlook (which I don’t want for email since I’m a Gmail devotee).

(I’m not the only one to be angry!)

Grrr… do I allow Microsoft to blackmail me (90-odd quid), or work out an elaborate workaround… probably involving manual double entry and relying on Google calendar – which means I have to trust that the 3G is always working?