Showing posts with label gender codes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gender codes. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Knock, knock...it's the Gender Police


While I’m no reader of weeklies, I do happen to be someone who walks into stores occasionally. And, even rarer, someone who stands in line at cash registers to buy things. Thus, there are few ways to spare my retinas the disasters that spew over the covers of tabloids, and when I saw Life & Style’s most recent attack on Shiloh, daughter of actors Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, I couldn’t help but think it: blog post.

Although I must admit that I have not read the contents of this particular article about the "destructive" path Angelina Jolie is "forcing" Shiloh to tread, I have to wonder why the hell so much “concern” should be sparked for the child of two multimillionaires over, not child abuse, not drugs, not neglect, but a haircut. While the children of celebrities are expected by the mass population to be as fashion-forward as their parents (which is a ridiculous notion on its own), Life & Style's use of shock and scare tactics in order to ignite public disapproval over a child’s haircut is…dismaying, to say the least.

To me, this is a clear example of the extremes to which society as a machine will go to in order to further strengthen the gender binary. The idea that children “need” to be indoctrinated into a system of two and only two genders for their own “protection” and “health” is not new, but this policing of public figures in order to uphold the rigid definitions of masculinity and femininity is a strange (perhaps not new, but new to me) creature.
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Smell Like a Man, Man.



Okay, so right now you’re probably wondering why there’s a body wash commercial on this queer theory blog. Stay with me!

Old Spice’s newest line of commercials, all in the same vein as the one posted above (more are available on youtube), advertise their product as a solution to overly flowery and perfumed soaps and body washes; a solution proffered not to a modern Everyman (in a general and wide sense), but to specific enactment of masculinity and manhood. Old Spice’s commercials market themselves specifically for the “man’s man,” a mythical ideal directed at exemplars (and aspiring exemplars) of masculinity.

This got me thinking about previous discussions we’ve engaged in, both on the blog (namely, here) and during class, about the creation of strict definitions of difference, and how this creation of rigid boundaries serves as a method of bolstering systems of dominance. In Berila’s discussion of ACT UP and the construction of the “toxic” bodies of folks living with AIDS, she argues that the construction of a “toxic” body works as a way to strictly compartmentalize the sectors of American population which are “pure” and “toxic.” Thus, the construction of the “toxic” body is necessary, because through this continual process of constructing what is “toxic,” what is “pure” can be upheld. Berila argues that bodies are constructed as “toxic” so that the “pure” of the nation can define themselves by negation: the dominant group is “pure” because it is not “toxic.”

So, what does this have to do with hygiene products? Old Spice, in its assertion that (real) “men” should only smell like “men,” polices the boundaries between masculinity and femininity and creates these strict barriers between the masculine and the feminine specifically to uphold what is “manly.”

And what is manly? Not womanly. Specifically, Old Spice’s commercials ensure that the “manly” and the “womanly” stay far away from one another, rigidly enforcing gender codes. The commercial opens with an overly hairy chest—immediately connecting manhood to testosterone and giving the man’s chest an animalistic, bearlike presence. Not only are “men” only allowed to smell like “men” (which Old Spice identifies as overtly masculine, intimately connected to brute strength and uncontrollable aggression), but “men” stampede through anything even remotely connected to the feminine. More specifically, men stampede through items often seen as gifts “men” usually give to “women” they are romantically interested in, which suggests how much value Old Spice (and “real men”) find in these tokens.