In tracing the roots of
misogyny to Athens and Rome, Mary Beard has produced a modern feminist classic
Mary Beard: an absolute
refusal to oversimplify things. Photograph: Alecsandra Raluca Dragoi for the
Guardian
This book is a mere slip of
a thing: at 115 pages, small enough to fit into the most diminutive of bags or
even (should you be in striding out mood) the pocket of an overcoat. But size,
in this instance, is irrelevant. There are two things you need to know about
it. The first is that what Mary Beard has to say is powerful: here are more
than a few pretty useful stones for the slingshots some of us feel we must
carry with us everywhere we go right now. The second is that most of its power,
if not all, lies in its author’s absolute refusal to make anything seem too
simple. Even as she tries to be concise and easy on the ear – the book is
adapted from two lectures, one given at the British Museum in 2014, and the
other earlier this year – Beard knows that the matters with which she is
concerned are extremely complicated. Before she arms you, then, she makes you
think. In this sense, if no other, Women & Power deserves to take its place
alongside Kate Millett’s Sexual Politics, the text that first suggested
literature as a medium for consciousness-raising.
Beard’s primary subject is
female silence; she hopes to take a “long view on the culturally awkward relationship
between the voice of women and the public sphere of speech-making, debate and
comment”, the better to get beyond “the simple diagnosis of misogyny that we
tend a bit lazily to fall back on”. Calling out misogyny isn’t, she
understands, the same thing as explaining it, and it’s only by doing the latter
that we’re likely ever to find an effective means of combating it. The question
is: where should we look for answers? Beard acknowledges that misogyny has
multiple sources; its roots are deep and wide. But in this book, she looks
mostly (she is a classicist, after all) at Greek and Roman antiquity, a realm
that even now, she believes, casts a shadow over our traditions of public
speaking, whether we are considering the timbre of a person’s voice, or their
authority to pronounce on any given subject.
Mary Beard: I almost didn't
feel such generic, violent misogyny was about me
Personally, I might have
found this argument a bit strained a month ago; 3,000 years lie between us and
Homer’s Odyssey, which is where she begins, with Telemachus effectively telling
his mother Penelope to “shut up”. But reading it in the wake of the Harvey
Weinstein scandal, it seems utterly, dreadfully convincing. Mute women; brutal
men; shame as a mechanism for control; androgyny and avoidance as a strategy
for survival. On every page, bells ring too loudly for comfort.
Through the example of
Telemachus we learn that silencing the female was once an essential part of
growing up as a man – though shouting at a woman was only one way of achieving
it. In Ovid’s Metamorphosis, Io is turned by Jupiter into a cow, and Echo’s
voice reduced to a mere instrument for repeating the words of others; when the
young princess Philomela is raped, her tongue is cut out, to prevent her
denouncing her attacker. Women who did speak in the forum were barely female at
all; rather, they were “unnatural freaks”. A first-century Roman anthologist
mentions one called Maesia, who successfully defended herself in the courts
only “because she really had a man’s nature”. Beard urges us not to see this
“muteness” simply as a reflection of women’s more general disempowerment in the
classical world. Their exclusion from public speech was, she writes, “active
and loaded”. Their voices were subversive, a threat to the state. Thus was the
idea of gendered speech established. If the ancients disliked the sound of the
female voice, so high-pitched and strident, in the 21st century terms such as
“whine” still tend to be reserved for women.
She is nothing if not pragmatic, her
utterances grounded in practicalities as well as learning
Does this matter? Beard
thinks that it does. Such language underpins an idiom that, almost without our
noticing it, acts to remove the authority (and when necessary the humour) from
what women have to say. In other words, no one hears us even when we do speak –
just like the woman in the Punch cartoon she also mentions (“That’s an
excellent suggestion, Miss Triggs. Perhaps one of the men here would like to
make it”).
What I relish about Beard’s
approach is that once she has told us all this – I am not a classicist, so some
of it was new to me – she doesn’t simply sink down into disapproval and
hand-wringing (the fatal flaw of so many recent feminist texts). She wants to
know: how can we be heard? And her answers are radical. Why should we settle
only for exploiting the status quo – for instance, by training our voices, as
Margaret Thatcher did? Progress, if it is ever to happen, will require a
fundamental rethink of the nature of spoken authority, “and what constitutes
it, and how we have learned to hear it where we do”. Women are not only going
to have to be “resituated” on the inside of power; it may be that power itself
has to be redefined. What will such a redefinition involve? She talks of the
“decoupling” of power from prestige, a bifurcation that will mean thinking
about power as an attribute rather than as a possession; of the power of
followers as well as of leaders.
All of this is exciting,
and full of possibility (though threatening to some, of course). But Beard
isn’t about to drink her own Kool-Aid. She is nothing if not pragmatic, her
utterances grounded in practicalities as well as learning. Just as she finds
time in her book to attempt to understand, as well as to condemn, the misogyny
of Twitter – some of the abuse is, she is convinced, the result of the false
promise it made to put people directly in touch with those in power; women are
not the only ones who feel “voiceless” – so she is keen to remind the reader of
the gloom that hangs all about. Don’t get too perky, she instructs, even as she
works to build her case.
Some things are hard, if
not impossible, to cast off. Should we be in any doubt about the terrifying
extent to which the exclusion of women from power is culturally embedded, let
alone unsure of the continued strength of classical ways of formulating and
justifying it, we have only to look at the Trump campaign in 2016, in which he
was depicted, after Cellini’s bronze, as Perseus holding up the severed head of
Hillary Clinton as Medusa. His supporters could buy this image on T-shirts and
tote bags, coffee cups and laptop covers – and doubtless many of them did,
desperate for the monster to be slain in their own minds, even before they had
approached the ballot box.
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