5-31-12 Links Roundup

Over the past month, a “scandal” has erupted over the exposure of Secret Service agents who have used the services of sex workers. It is important to remember that scandals are created from popular imagination. So why has this news in particular captured people’s imagination? The story is often referred to as an “embarrassment” and a “public relations” problem for the Obama administration. Missing from these descriptions are the voices of the women who were victimized by agents of the United States. Let’s be very clear: sex work iswork. And refusing to pay a sex worker for his/her services is a form of violence and slavery, in the same way that refusing to pay any worker for his/her labor is violence and slavery. An even more appalling incident in Brazil came to light recently, where three U.S. Marines ran over a female sex worker with a car after she tried to open the car door to demand payment for her work. Although the Brazilian police wanted to press charges, the Marines were immediately deported (or smuggled out, let’s be real) back to the United States where they were supposedly “punished,” far out of the reach of the Brazilian justice system to which they should have been held accountable.

So where does this leave the women who were victimized by these agents of the United States? Calling these acts of violence, deception and manipulation a “sex scandal” diminishes the horrific nature of these acts, perpetrated by those who have immense power over the vulnerable woman-bodied people who survived these interactions. Similarly, as the media loves to use the phrase “sex scandal” for instances of rape and other types of sexual violence, the portrayals have again devolved into exotifying brown-skinned women, particularly sex workers, as simultaneously sexually deviant and unrapeable.

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  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_FIN6IQP2R5QWALHVUDALMTLXAM MST2010

    Being the granddaughter of “the help,” I just couldn’t bring myself to read the book (one of my sisters did) and hated it.  I had no desire to see the movie, either.  I just thought of the tales my mother told me, when as a young girl she would help her mother clean houses — of being paid in old clothes when there was no food in the house, of unwanted and unwelcome sexual advances, etc., of hearing her employers use racial slurs as if they weren’t even there.   And this wasn’t even in the South, where I’m sure things were worse.   My grandmother never could afford to go to the doctors, and because of complications of diabetes (they called it “sugar” back then) she lost her eyesight and both her legs had to be amputed below the knee.   And since she was paid in cash she never contributed to social security, and she died penniless.

    That said, I really, really tried to like Viola Davis, and I try not to judge, but at some award ceremony (I think the Golden Globes) where she thanked Kathyrn Stockett for writing the book — all I could say was — dayum.  Really, Viola?

  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_FIN6IQP2R5QWALHVUDALMTLXAM MST2010

    Being the granddaughter of “the help,” I just couldn’t bring myself to read the book (one of my sisters did) and hated it.  I had no desire to see the movie, either.  I just thought of the tales my mother told me, when as a young girl she would help her mother clean houses — of being paid in old clothes when there was no food in the house, of unwanted and unwelcome sexual advances, etc., of hearing her employers use racial slurs as if they weren’t even there.   And this wasn’t even in the South, where I’m sure things were worse.   My grandmother never could afford to go to the doctors, and because of complications of diabetes (they called it “sugar” back then) she lost her eyesight and both her legs had to be amputed below the knee.   And since she was paid in cash she never contributed to social security, and she died penniless.

    That said, I really, really tried to like Viola Davis, and I try not to judge, but at some award ceremony (I think the Golden Globes) where she thanked Kathyrn Stockett for writing the book — all I could say was — dayum.  Really, Viola?