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Book Review |
The Women's Freedom Network Newsletter Winter 1997, Vol. 4, No. 1. The Princess at the Window:
by Donna Laframboise
Reviewed by Daphne Patai
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Donna
Laframboise, a young Canadian journalist with excellent feminist
credentials, doesn't mince words. The women's movement, she states, "has
taken leave of its senses." That is why in the early 1990s, she began
to devote some of her columns in the Toronto Star (Canada's largest daily
paper) to criticizing certain aspects of the North American women's movement.
The unsurprising result? She was labeled an antifeminist, a racist, a right-winger,
and "a good girl whose opinions are dutifully in line with prevailing
prejudice." This all too familiar antifeminine tactic lends further
support to a point made by virtually every renegade feminist book published
to date: contemporary feminism displays a profound lack of tolerance toward
its critics from within. Far from giving up her stance as a dissident feminist,
however, Laframboise has responded to her critics by devoting an entire
book to her objections. Still writing as a feminist, she concludes: "North
American feminism is giving female equality a bad name, [because] it is
extremist, self-obsessed, arrogant and intolerant." Even worse, Laframboise
argues, these traits have become indistinguishable from the characteristics
of mainstream feminism, and are permeating popular culture and influencing
public policy.
The dominant metaphor giving Laframboise's work both its title and its
principal theme is explained in a fable that introduces the book: a princess
is rooted to one spot in her castle, from which she has only one perspective
on the landscape outside her window. This vantage point defines all her
ideas about the world. When, after many years, she finds herself rooted
to a different spot, looking out of a different window, she throws out
all her old beliefs and embraces her new perspective as the sole source
of truth.
Since in the literal-minded world of feminist polemics Laframboise is
likely to be attacked for having opted for such an "elitist"
fable, readers should know that she comes from a rural working-class family
and seems to have made her way in the hard-nosed world of professional
journalism through her own talents.
Not that this will appease the feminist ideologues who are her targets.
They will, of course, dispute her picture of both the severity and the
extent of the downside of feminist achievements. The portrait Laframboise
paints is by now a familiar one, covering feminist excesses in writing
about sexual abuse, rape, legislation, education, employment, pornography,
violence, and the rest of the standard feminist litany that sets "women's"
interests (strictly as defined by some feminists) over and above all others.
Laframboise makes short shrift of such arguments, declaring that her
commitment to "justice" for example, cannot countenance injustice
for men. Nor will she quietly accede to the gendered worldview that sees
such concern for principle as "masculine." Like earlier feminist
dissidents, Laframboise writes out of a stated concern that feminism's
legitimate aims will eventually be undone by the very real and predictable
backlash that is likely to come as social and political institutions are
increasingly reshaped by feminist dogma. To the examples of such reshaping
familiar to U.S. readers -- brain-washing by therapists "recovering"
repressed memories of childhood sexual abuse, endorsement even by mainstream
feminist journals such as Ms. magazine of allegations of satanic ritual
abuse, sexual harassment charges run amok -- Laframboise adds important
Canadian cases. The Canada Panel on Violence Against Women is, to Laframboise,
"a national embarrassment." It reported that Canadian women are
mired in inequality and violence, and tethered to "lives few in the
world would choose to lead." This and Lafrarnboise's other Canadian
examples (some of which may be familiar to readers of John Fekete's Moral
Panic, a devastating 1994 expose of Canadian feminism's biopolitics), add
an international dimension that should interest American readers.
Laframboise's aim, here as throughout her book, is to show that inflamed
rhetoric and extremist feminist claims are not confined to the lunatic
fringe, but have become part of mainstream feminist discourse. Thus she
legitimately speaks of "North American feminism" as a distinctive
ideological entity, and her book aims to confront it in the name of fairness
for all human beings.
This concern leads to Laframboise's most controversial position: her
evident sympathy for men, whom she sees not as evil patriarchs but as individuals
whose lives, too, have been defined and restricted by social rules and
expectations. She is particularly contemptuous of the feminist betrayal
of reason: "[D]ouble standards that work against men, that stereotype
them deplorably, are not merely acceptable to feminists, they are being
promoted by us. And the rest of society has gone along for the ride."
In addition to protesting the dishonest and unethical side of such double
standards, Laframboise sets the record straight by discussing (as do such
men's movement advocates as Warren Farrell) men's higher suicide and murder
rates, job accident rates, lower life expectancies, and so on. She is justifiably
impatient with the current feminist practice of "picking and choosing
the facts and figures that make your argument while deliberately ignoring
everything else." Her own moral position is clearly stated: "One
achieves a brighter future through moral consistency -- not by playing
favorites."
Feminist defenders of the faith who view such evenhandedness as apostasy
will be even more incensed by Laframboise's sympathetic response to the
men's movement, asking what can be learned from it and what its legitimate
gripes are. In a chapter on "Men and Power," which ranges from
George Eliot's Middlemarch to contemporary debates about competing parental
rights and responsibilities, Laframboise challenges the feminist orthodoxy
on women's "powerlessness," and argues for a more nuanced understanding
of power as it affects human relationships.
A feisty chapter called "Our Secret Garden" examines the romantic
fiction so popular among women readers, which includes juicy scenes of
sexual domination. Laframboise insists on the distinction between fantasy
and reality, and denounces the simplistic antipornography arguments of
feminists such as MacKinnon and Dworkin (which were adopted by the Supreme
Court of Canada in its notorious 1992 Butter decision -- with predictable
consequences). Here as elsewhere, Laframboise defends tolerance and flexibility,
arguing that "we should endeavor to keep laws off our fantasies as
well as off our art."
The book's final chapter, titled "Sex, Lies and Court Transcripts,"
tackles the difficult subject of contemporary feminism's legislative reach.
"Gender harmony" may be what Laframboise wants; perhaps it is
what most women want, but is it really what mainstream feminists want these
days? It doesn't seem so. Tracing the ideological underpinnings of feminists'
ever-expanding definitions of sexual harassment and sexual assault (which
includes ludicrous demands for "comfort" in all professional
and social settings), Laframboise finds a distinctive "feminist hostility
toward men and male sexuality."
This, I agree, is the ugly heart of much contemporary feminist rhetoric,
evident enough in the writings of MacKinnon, Dworkin, and Jeffreys, and
at least passively acceded to by the many other feminists who promote and
do not criticize their work. As in her other chapters, Laframboise is careful
to show the effects of this pernicious ideology on legal and social institutions:
sexual overtures come to be redefined as "assault" in a climate
dominated by "zero-tolerance" thinking. Court time and public
resources are being spent on cases that should embarrass reasonable people.
Laframboise calls for a stop to the "shoddy feminist thinking"
that is creating a world in which all women are construed as victims and
all men as villains in blatant contradiction to the extraordinary changes
in women's roles that the past few decades have brought. Her book ends
with a call to "restore reason, compassion, and tolerance to gender
relations." If enough feminists join her, if they avoid the temptation
to dismiss her as a "pod-feminist" (Susan Faludi's contemptible
term for feminists she disagrees with), perhaps there is a chance.
Daphne Patai is Professor of Spanish Literature at the University of
Massachusetts, Amherst.