Archive for September, 2010

It is Sexist to Raise Kids to be Ladies and Gentlemen?

Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

We all know about gender neutral parenting. That’s the clever idea that girls should be given as many trucks and action figures as barbies, and boys should be assigned to as many household chores as girls. That part all makes sense to me. But what about the old fashioned idea of raising well-mannered ladies and gentlemen? Is that sexist?

A few nights ago, I witnessed such a thing. My family joined another for dinner at their home followed by an outdoor glow-in-the-dark art exhibition. I happen to be a single mother with two daughters and in my house we all do boy and girl behaviors as a necessity — although I admit, my toy chest is seriously lacking in trucks and action figures. The family we joined has two girls and one boy.

During dinner, I noticed that the father (who is from a former British colony and probably had a strict British school education) told his daughters to sit up straight and eat like a “lady.” Okay, so I just tell my girls that it’s gross to show their food when it is half chewed. Except for the semantics, we are on the same course.

But then something happened in the car that made me think about the gender bias parenting debate. The father was putting together some glow-in-the-dark glasses for the kids to wear (no better way to keep track of a kid in the dark than to put a light on them) and the boy, being a perfectly normal boy, grabbed the first pair of glasses off the assembly line. But he was stopped and admonished by his father. His father reminded him that he should act like a gentleman and always take care of ladies first. Then he told him, he would let him choose which young lady he would give the glasses to.

I’ll admit, the feminist in me was a bit started. After all, we gals are certainly well enough equipped to grab our own glasses. But the woman in me felt a wave of deep pleasure and satisfaction. You tell ‘em Daddy. I even turned my head to the darkened car window and a tiny tear watered up.

My reaction was spawned by this thing I learned long after I was conditioned by a feminist mother. We can all be equal until we become pregnant. The very fact that a woman’s biology is held captive for years of gestation and nursing makes the playing field uneven. It reminded me of one of my favorite books, THE EQUALITY TRAP by Mary Ann Mason. In it, the Berkley law professor tells us that to buy into an idea of equality across the board will only endorse a culture that does not support mothers. So when I heard that man attempt to raise a young man who would have compassion for women, my heart sang.

And lest you think the family in question subscribes to some 19th century version of traditional gender roles across the board, I should tell you that they both helped serve dinner and Dad was putting together the toys during the car ride, because Mom was busy driving the car. I don’t know – Is gender neutral parenting making us lose our manners?

Sage Advice For Long Lasting Love

Tuesday, September 21st, 2010

We are living in a time when Americans are obsessed with partner selection. Our media is full of dating news, celebrity dating stories, dating TV shows, and dating advice columns (guilty.) The problem is this: While we are consumed with attracting and procuring a mate, we are less concerned with acquiring good relationship tools. In other words, once we find a lover, we have no idea how to maintain the relationship past the sexual chemistry decline, so we blame our “poor choice” and start searching again. This is understandable. We are now dealing with multi-generational divorce patterns so many Americans have not witnessed strong love skills in our parents nor our grandparents.

Recently I posted a simple question to some of my Facebook friends. I asked if you had one perfect tip for long lasting love, what would it be. My followers loved this question. In a matter of minutes I had more than fifty helpful responses.

Of course there was the expected smattering of married folks who have figured out that one key to long term monogamy is sexual creativity so I did hear about fabulous lingerie and nod to “hot monkey lovin” as the best way to keep love alive. But far more often the comments had to do with respect for one’s partner.

One FB-friend asked a 98 year old woman, who had been married for sixty years. Her advice was simple and sage: “Don’t boss and don’t criticize.”

Another said that caring about someone else’s feelings as if they were your own is the key. Still another emphasized the fact that partners will not agree on everything and some things will never change in your partner, so heaving into the relationship with a healthy sack of “acceptance” is crucial.

Other blog readers served up some excellent conflict resolution skills.  Said one, “Agree that when you’re fighting, you NEVER bring up stuff that’s already been resolved from previous fights. Otherwise, the fight becomes a character assassination. Also, avoid using word like “always” and “never” when disagreeing. Focus on the specific point of contention and how to resolve it.”

Forgiveness was another good suggestion. And remember, forgiveness is a gift to yourself not the person you are forgiving. Relieving yourself of anger and resentment lightens your load and lets you love more.

But, lest you think my wise readers look at love as all about patience, kindness, and giving, know that many of them understand that your best relationship is an extension of the one you have with yourself. They shared some wise words about self respect. One said, “In my marriage, the #1 above all others is respect. Mutual respect. But enough self-respect to know when you aren’t getting it. And awesome sex doesn’t hurt!” Another summed it up more succinctly, “You have to love yourself before you can love anybody else.”

Probably the most astute answer was intended as humor (but we all know that comedy is just tragedy viewed from across the street, anyway.) He said the perfect relationship tip is “to choose a mate most similar to one’s own most damaged parent.” Great joke. But the truth is we always, unconsciously choose partners that help us work out our early childhood conflicts. Just as I had a father in the Navy, I prefer traveling men and am always determined to get them to stay home more. Others might have had a cold, unfeeling parent and are most attracted to emotionally avoidant partners. Whatever it is, bringing the conflict to light and working things out consciously is important.

Sex, Sports and Locker Rooms

Friday, September 17th, 2010

Last weekend sports reporter Ines Sainz of TV Azteca of Mexico endured a series of cat calls, boyish antics, and was obstructed from walking through the NY Jets locker room because of the barrage of aggressive, male, sexual attention. She tweeted in Spanish that the language was so foul, she had to cover her ears and that she was “dying of embarrassment.”

This event created a public cross between the NFL, the Association for Women in Sports Media and the court of public opinion that seems to have weighed in on the side of the players. The public’s argument: The men’s inappropriate words and actions in the workplace can be excused by Ms. Sainz’s provocative attire. In other words, many are using this incident to breath new life into the old debate about women in professional sports locker rooms.

Except no one blamed the real culprit.

And to understand who the real culprit is, you need to know a little bit about our ancient history. If today’s NFL games represent the “hunt” of our hunter/gatherer ancestors, then a Superbowl ring is surely today’s Woolly Mammoth. Anthropologists have long speculated on why hunters would have formed teams and risked their lives to drag home an abnormally large chunk of protein long before humans had refrigeration. It certainly would have been much easier to satisfy the protein needs of their families by catching s slew of small rodents and host a squirrel barbecue in the suburbs.

The answer is reproductive advantage. A risky hunt would involve man-to-man competition and a display of physical prowess. Chicks dig that for their offspring’s genes. Then, the strongest men would survive the hunt and bring their trophy back to a waiting village of women and children. And the big hunters could share the wealth. Extra protein would probably have gotten Mr-Quarterback-hunter access to more women. Who cares about no fridge? Perhaps best of all, a display of wasteful wealth would send the message to women that this hunter was so confident that could get more protein, he could even let it rot. Today’s wasteful wealth shows up in diamond rings, cars that eat gas, and over priced luxury items that can be found at Target for a fraction of the cost.

Fast forward to today’s modern professional sports locker room. We are still here to reproduce. The hunt has changed a bit, but not so much. Have you ever seen the line of female groupies standing outside a locker room? They are unknowingly (or knowingly) surveying their chances to create an offspring that would have an advantage physically and monetarily.

But there’s a catch to this little story. Not all men survived by using their braun to hunt. Another group of men were off to the side using their brains to invent fire, build the likes of spears and wheels. They used their tricky minds to gain access to women, creating music and language, and they appeased the big boys by making weapons for them.

Today these guys own television stations. And they’ve figured out a way to make money off the sports they were never physically able to compete in. While other boys figured out the game of football, the smart dudes figured out the game of life. It’s a simple formula really: Money equals sexual advantage. And they know that one way to make money on their television stations is to pack it full of pretty girls and athletic guys. Their sports departments need star athletes on their screens in order to get viewers and sell advertising. And since those pretty girls were naive and wanted to be on TV too, it was a win win. The big hunters are ga ga for women. The women are ga ga for protien (riches.) The strategy: Use young, beautiful, sexy women as bait for television sound bites. Everyone wins. And if things get out of hand in a locker room, the public will blame the young women who they say aren’t “serious” journalists anyway. By the way, many attractive female sports reporters have a thorough knowledge of the games they cover, but their bosses don’t care.

It’s a double sin, really. Television stations hire former beauty queens and throw them into the lions den all in the name of getting sound bites, while serious female sports reporters who garnered their expertise through sports experience are discriminated against because they look too “athletic.”

Here’s the moral solution. Allow no reporters, male or female inside a locker room with half-naked athletes. Have a separate interview area for clothed atheletes and clothed reporters. And only hire sports reporters who are former athletes. Of course, the capitalist solution will trump the moral solution every time. Enjoy the eye candy, you hunters. The smart dudes are making the money.

9/11 – Why We Weep for Strangers

Saturday, September 11th, 2010

Humans are amazing beings. We have the capacity to cry at TV news stories, feel deep empathy for sports underdogs, and group together in candle light vigils for people we have never met. But why do we do it?

In some ways connecting with the tragedy of strangers is a cathartic act. A selfish house-cleaning of sorts. The webster dictionary definition of catharsis is a purging of the bowels. Therefore, if you will permit me the slang, double entendre, one of the reasons we mourn the losses of strangers is to get our own shit out.

But there’s more to our tears than trash disposal. Communal sharing of emotions, whether it be through television sets, on Facebook, or in person at vigils, is one way that humans heal. We reach out to others, connect, bond, feel empathy, and ultimately become stronger. Connection with others is the best way to feel emotionally better. When I feel turbulence on a plane, I find that I immediately strike up a conversation with my seat mate and notice my anxiety immediately decrease. Last year, I survived an emotionally tortuous stint in a closed MRI tube by the glorious finger tips of a caring friend whose touch helped me overcome my fears.

Emotional connections with other people is a lifeline. Yesterday I appeared on CNN International to offer my thoughts on what the trapped Chilean miners need to preserve their mental health. My advice was clear: Consistent contact with others. Be that letters from family, emails from the public, or, best of all, some form of reliable electronic communication. Studies of Facebook users show that stints on the online social network can raise oxytocin levels, the human bonding hormone. I suggested that hard-wired iPod Touches with Facebook capability be lowered into the mine. Already there are numerous Facebook pages designed to share information and send encouraging messages to the miners. This kind of connection to the real world is a life-line as valuable as food and air.

But even without direct contact, humans can mourn and empathize with the pain of others we have never met, and this can be an act of connection. So, when we take time to reflect on 9/11 and mourn for the victims and families we become part of an emotional community. And that feels good.

Mothers and Daughters: Privilege and Privacy

Monday, September 6th, 2010

Recently my twelve-year-old daughter brought me her first real problem. I’ll save you the details of the problem, because the important point is that I felt honored she would disclose such private adolescent material to her dear old ma. In my day, I wouldn’t have dared breath a word about my inner emotional world to my Catholic, admonishing mother. My relationship with my mother revolved around household chores and academic success. Personal problems landed in my diary or with my peers.

But times have changed. Children’s inner voices and emotional lives are being respected and even nurtured. Mothers are in some ways becoming friends with their children. And the relationship is a two-way street with mothers disclosing more and more to their kids, especially their daughters, about their own internal worlds. All this begs a few questions. Like, where should the boundaries be between mothers and daughters? When is close, too close? Are kids (even adult kids) ever ready to hear about parents’ personal problems?

First of all, when children are young, they really need a parent more than another friend. Parents provide boundaries and protection. Disclosing adult problems to small children can give them anxiety. On-the-other hand, children are tiny sponges that soak up their parents’ emotional moods, so trying to hide your feelings is like trying to hide a steak from a canine. Being emotionally open and disclosing the source of your sadness or anxiety in limited, simple terms is the  healthy way to go. Assuring children that your emotional state is not their fault and that you are solely responsible for finding a solution is the way to stay a protective parent even when you are distressed.

But mothers and older daughters are an interesting coupling. Unlike fathers, who are slightly less likely to become emotionally fused with their sons, mothers and daughters sometimes thrive on emotional closeness. All very well and good if the family system is one where personal boundaries are taught and respected. In my opinion there are two kinds of intimate relationships that are not growth enhancing — one that is two independent where people live like polite roommates and tread gently around any topic that might risk intimacy, and the other I call “fusion” where people are so close they can’t remember whose problem is whose. As daughters get older, one of these two scenarios often gets enlivened in her relationship with her mother.

The harder task is to practice interdependence, where each mother and daughter may lean on each other from time to time, but also know when to step back and let the other solve their own problems. Being close to your mother is a wonderful gift. Being dominated by your mother is another matter.

Part of the journey from childhood to adulthood is a process called individuation where one examines the values of their family and peers, chooses which to retain and which to discard, and then looks toward the world at large for other like-minded beliefs, to eventually shape themselves as an individual. This process can’t happen if the only choice mothers give their daughters is to conform to family values. Bottom line: Can mothers and daughters be friends? Certainly, if they are allowed to disagree and suffer no emotional blackmail as a result.

The Science of Cougars

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

If you’re old enough to remember Dustin Hoffman as the young man in 1967′s “The Graduate” being seduced by Anne Bancroft’s Mrs. Robinson, then you’re probably old enough now to be a cougar yourself. We’ve all heard about the female in our modern culture, quaintly referred to as a “Cougar.” The term is applied to a woman in the fall or winter of her life who prefers to date — and presumably have sex with — men in the spring of their lives. While the term cougar implies predatory behavior and some women have trouble with that prejorative, the trend has become so commonplace that it has spawned a TV series called “Cougar Town.”

Now researchers have focussed their lens on the phenomenon and unveiled some biological and social forces that make today’s “Mrs. Robinson” common place.

A recent study published in the Journal of Health Psychology, found that the old fashioned view of menopause as a time of waning sexual energy isn’t true for all women. And that far more influential on sexual behavior than hormonal changes are social and psychological factors. In other words, even if a woman’s sex-hormone levels decline with menopause, her sexual desire may not be affected if she feels youthful and fit and lives in a permissive environment with opportunities to meet younger (or older) men.

In fact, just before she hits full-on menopause, a woman’s sex drive may get a boost. In a paper published in Personality and Individual Differences by psychologists at the University of Texas, women age 27-45 have a heightened sex drive in response to their dwindling fertility. More and more women are waiting until their thirties and forties to bear children, and this study found that those women are more willing to engage in a variety of sexual activities to capitalize on their remaining childbearing years. Such “reproduction expediting” includes one-night stands and adventurous bedroom behavior, including seducing younger men.

But before you run off and sow your wild oats with a younger husband, heed this warning. Young husbands can shorten a woman’s life expectancy. The greater a wife’s age gap from her husband, the lower her life expectancy, according to a new study from the Max Planck Institute for Demographic Research (MPIDR) in Rostock, Germany. According to the study, the best choice for a woman is to marry a man of exactly the same age; an older husband shortens her life, and a younger one even more so. I’m sure this last study will be dismissed by Cougars everywhere. For, if you’re going to die young, there might be no better place than to go in the arms of a young man!

Is Happiness a Choice or a Circumstance?

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

It’s the quiet hour. 4:30 am. Club hoppers are down, shift workers yet to rise, and I must strain to catch the low whistle of my children’s deep-slumber breath. A good time to think. And this morning I am thinking about happiness. To be more specific, I am thinking about choices and circumstance as they relate to happiness.

According to research, happiness is both a genetic predisposition and a result of good choices, mostly in the arena of relationships. One study of sixteen cultures, sponsored by Coke, pointed to the fact that happiness is most directly correlated with quality and quantity of human connections. Except for the extremely poverty stricken, the support of friends, family, and lovers seems to override affluence as a key ingredient for happiness.

But if we set aside disposition and human connections for a moment, I think there are two very important concepts to consider. They are choices and circumstance. Living in this great recession, like many Americans, I am in a particular circumstance, one wrought with worry about how best to extract resources from my environment. How to balance care for my children with time spent procuring food, so to speak. In some ways it feels like this circumstance has limited my choices. But has it?

Truly limiting circumstances are being faced by the trapped Chilean miners, the flood victims in Pakistan, sex slaves, people with challenging health disabilities, and even new parents held captive by a demanding newborn. Yet, even in those circumstances, when the range of opportunities seems narrow, there exist small openings of maneuverability. The miners have organized into three-man squads with a functional hierarchy and task-specifc goals. Everyday a few young female sex slaves bravely walk out of brothels into the arms of relief organizations. People with disabilities choose to fight for life.

And, house-bound new mothers choose to forge what might be lifelong friendships in breastfeeding support groups and baby yoga classes.

And, even in Pakistan, choices can mean happiness or even death. A smiling grandmother and mother of eight, Siraj Begum, spent three days with her family on the roof of their home when their village was flooded, waving frantically to military choppers who ignored them. Only when she made the choice to wave her shawl and bed sheet did they finally drop some water, juice, and biscuits. Now, according to an NPR.org article, Siraj finds humor in the whole ordeal. “The reason we were rescued so late,” she laughs, “is because I was waving and using hand signals that the pilot just didn’t understand.”

Our circumstances may change and confine us but can they stop happiness altogether? Can happiness itself be a choice? I believe it can. In my particular case, as long as my oxygen mask is firmly in place (that is, I am not hungry or tired) I can choose to put a comedic lens on life. I can choose to find humor in the millions of things that go wrong in a day and find deep surprise and appreciation when things go uncannily right. I am primed to do this because I believe two things. One: Life isn’t supposed to be easy. And, two: At any given moment others are suffering more, so I feel lucky. This is the basis for my choice to feel happy, most of the time.

Circumstance may change the choices available to us, but it rarely obliterates our choice for happiness. Choose it today. I plan to, although I’ll be tired. It’s 5:30 am. Should I bother going back to sleep?