
Dune, Late Winter by Edward Byrne
Friends,
I originally meant to use this as a diary of life-writing, poetry and (daily) politics. I would make entries spontaneously over the day. And then publish the whole after day was done. Let’s see if I can go through with it at least for today …
Although promised mushy snow, ice pellets and rain (and the sky was certainly dreary enough at 2 in the afternoon), this morning I loved the winter light, and like yesterday (when Caroline, Yvette & I shopped away, successfully, ate at Lost Dog, and my legs did not give out), I felt happy. I read away most of today, and have a faith Edward Byrne’s photography of “Dune, Late Winter” looks like what I might see were I to take a wander by the Potomac:
I write to make for balance: all these pussycat pictures have made me forget to show how women draw puppydogs differently from men too: one at mid-March, Maira Kalman’s Canine Couture on the cover of this week’s issue of the New Yorker reveals how right Margaret Doody was to argue that women’s poetry in history often focuses on small vulnerable animals because they have identified with them:
The woman on the bench and the woman by the tree are not distinguishable from the dogs they watch over. The interpersonal relationships are fun too; last year there was a similar picture of dogs wrapped up against the snow by Ana Paul, who did the anniversary issue picture with a woman: too.
Not that life has not had its little irritants today.
I had to go go the post-office, the pet store and the DMV today (to turn in old license plates). My new car, a Prius C, thinks it’s smarter than me: it has no less than several boards of of computer programs. It was too hot in the car some time last week. The booklet of instructions is of course hopeless. Nothing under “heat” — instructions are under an arcane system of engineer thought. I managed to put heat off or down. But this morning I still couldn’t get it back to make heat – this had been going on for 4 days!!! with the cold though, my hands turned up chilblains on me. There am I frantically pushing buttons and finally heat returns. The GPS is great only how to get from “address” to the keyboard another mystery hitting buttons will not help. Life’s little irritants … These computerized boards are real barrier for me.
But not all that grated was trivia. I was so relieved when the pair who raped the Steubenville girl were convicted. The unnamed young girl attacked gang-raped, humiliated — pissed on — the video put on Net as an achievement to be triumphantly laughed with, and (most unexpectedly by me after two summers when two rapes went unpunished, a third the parents were fined for bringing suit over), the boys actually found guilty, actually asked to serve time in jail. Held responsible for their behavior and this is how it’s reported.
I had watched Zerlina Maxwell shouted down on Fox News for saying that men should be held responsible for raping women and taught it’s wrong; an intoxicated girl is not an automatic target, 80% of rape is done by women known to the girl and if she tried to defend herself with a gun, she’d find herself booked for capital punishment.
http://www.democracynow.org/2013/3/15/teaching_men_not_to_rape_survivor
Finally, There was something really curious or odd and unexplained to me about the video and images of the boys’ hideous behavior that are said to have gone “viral” on the Net: unless they came with explanations, they would not have struck me as anything horrifying. The image of the boys holding this passed-out girl by the arms as she lays on the floor is not at easy to “read” or understand. If I had not been told what it was I would not have recognized it for what it is. As shown on the Net it comes out fuzzily too. The other photos or brief YouTubes of the young men talking or laughing are also not clear. They seem to be jeering but it’s not clear at what.
Amy Goodman interviewed Alexandria Goddard, the original blogger who was responsible for grabbing the videos and tweets and photos before they were taken down by the young men and the school authorities. Well it was like pulling teeth to get Ooddard to express the simplest views and all Goddard’s replies were of the one sentence variety. Asked what she thought of the coniction, Goddard said they boys committed a crime and the law is supposed to punish crimes. She would say nothing more. She had her lawyer with her; it seems the boys and others in the town tried to sue her for defamation of character in order to defame her character and destroy the supposed power of what she had put on the Net. But I can’t see any power in the images unless they were accompanied by strong clear talk. Her lawyer too spoke briefly and when asked to discuss any parts of the case, he’d say things that “what was the question?” then answer it in the narrowest way.
So why did this set of images have this impact? it is so rare for a rape case to reach a conviction against the rapists.
Puzzled,
Sylvia



A friend wrote:
” I am actually surprised at how well justice has been served, if not adequately. I know these places by now–Steubenville is a disgraceful pit, a Potterville, cash starved, something that in a sane country we’d be ashamed to allow still living on the tattered glory of Dean Martin being born there–and like all these places, 30 years or more behind the times–so the convictions are amazing, due partly to outside pressure, but also attributable to a shred (emphasis on shred) of decency in the local people here, a decency you would never see in the Washington power elite or on Wall Street (imo) who would rape the girl and then get the objectors jailed as terrorists. But yes, students took cell phone pictures of the naked girl, unconscious, being penetrated with fingers by the football players and passed the photos around, disgusting, and sadly I think the moral taken away is not don’t do this to a helpless human being but don’t record it being done to a helpless human being. Rape but don’t leave a record.”
Me: I now see. I was missing an important piece: in the way of the idiocy of American life the reason for lamenting the young men’s “loss of a career,” and “ruined lives” is not the rape charge. It’s to deny the reality they never had a chance. Such young people in such communities have no chance. They can join the armed services or go into horrendous debt and end up nowhere anyway. Football will destroy their bodies.
And maybe they were convicted because they are nobodies and as dispensable as girls everywhere. Their parents, lawyers, schools have no power to take any kind of revenge. That’s more speculation.
I believe it’s this perverse reality that they never had any chance.
My friend: the black guy had little hope ever. The white guy, with the kinship networks as they are here, if he was plugged in, as I imagine he was and is, had a chance for a reasonable, if not great, life. A chance. And still does. They’ll embrace him. But yes, I agree with your bigger point–the people around here have little to aspire to and little to no power.
Oh the horror. Encouraged by the news media, girls in the community threatened the rape victim, not face-to-face but on line. So they’ve been arrested. They do not understand that they are doing wrong. The white young man came in to hear his sentence and made a “fuck-you” gesture to the victim’s family. He sneered.
E.M.
Five way we can teach young men not to rape:
http://www.ebony.com/news-views/5-ways-we-can-teach-men-not-to-rape-456#axzz2O7zbtJT0
E.M.
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