Symbolic Rights
Jun. 17th, 2011 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am watching two political struggles going on today. The first is the attempt to get the New York State Senate to pass a bill allowing same-sex marriage. The second is the "Women 2 Drive" protest in Saudi Arabia, where dozens of women who hold international driver's licenses are driving in violation of the law. (Check the Twitter hashtag if you want to see what's going down right now, on 6/17.)
The differences here are obvious and striking. One is about negotiating within a highly fractious electoral public, and mobilizing constituent power for and against a political position that's at the center of ongoing debates. The other is about civil disobedience against an authoritarian government, in the hopes of mustering transnational support for a change in policy. But what I keep coming back to is that both of these struggles are about symbolic rights.
I support both these demands. In fact, I'm spending a lot of my time engaged in the one that's happening in my home state (*ahem*). And I think the Saudi protest is pretty amazing, considering precisely how hard it is to mobilize any action at all in KSA. By calling these "symbolic rights," I'm not trying to diminish the importance of the claim, nor the strength of those making it.
But the centrality of driving to Saudi women's protest is largely about its symbolic value. Of all the injustices that Saudi women cope with--an enforced dress code, highly segregated work opportunities, unequal access to marriage and divorce, etc--driving seems relatively minor by comparison. And yet, it isn't: it's a daily insult to their personhood that, despite being autonomous adults with responsibilities and roles in the world, they have to be driven around like ten year olds going to soccer practice. The symbolic injustice so rankles that it becomes a mobilizing force for change.
I feel similarly about marriage. Frankly, in the world where I am philosopher-king, there would be no state-recognized marriages. 'Marriage' would be a purely social bond, which people could enter into or not enter into as they saw fit, in whatever configurations they felt appropriate. Simultaneously, the state would allow people to formally establish family relationships (among couples raising children, friends collectively supporting each other, siblings caring for an elderly parent, etc) which would provide for legal rights such as hospital visitation, tax benefits for providing unpaid caring work, rights of survivorship, etc. Being 'married' would be one thing. Being a legal unit would be another.
I don't get to be philosopher-king, so that's not how it works. But, even in this world, marriage isn't the battle I would put first of all my queer rights. I'd rather we were fighting harder for non-discrimination legislation, for the inclusion of material on LGBT issues in educational institutions, to make it easier for trans people to legally transition, and for rights to adoption and parenthood. And, frankly, I am married--I've got the white dress and the credit card debt to prove it, and anybody who tries to tell me I'm not is both empirically wrong and a douche of epic proportions, as far as I'm concerned.
And yet, it rankles whenever I look at my "legal docs" file, and realize that I have to have a will, a power of attorney, a health care proxy, and a living will to give my wife the same rights that straight couples get merely for registering their relationship. It rankles when I say "my wife" and people respond "your partner." (No disrespect to the many same-sex and opposite-sex couples I know who use partner; I think it's a good word. It's just not mine.) And, yes, it rankles that if I were an infertile man, my name would be on my son's birth certificate as his father even though he was conceived with donor sperm, but because I'm a woman I had to drop thousands of dollars and collect letters of reference to earn the right to be his legal parent.
The insult to me, and to thousands of queers like and unlike me, is enough that it's worth fighting for. And the massive insult that the Republican caucus can't even decide to bring this to a vote--and that thousands of people are mobilized to condemn my relationship--well, that makes me want to get a big angry sign and go yell at somebody, long and loud.
The deep political insight here is the one that Axel Honneth makes so clearly in his work--that the vast majority of injustices that people experience are injustices based in misrecognition, the sense that something crucial and important about yourself is being disregarded, misinterpreted, or silenced in social interactions. And the more daily one is that disrespect is a key experience of being an oppressed group within a society. Symbolic victories are real, because they undo this disrespect, and counter with the sort of recognition that make societies possible.
So, yes, I'm cheering for the women in Saudi who are driving through the streets, and hoping for their safety. Yes, I'm dropping emails to state senators, bombarding my poor Facebook friends with action links, and endlessly refreshing New York 1's website. Because symbolic rights are rights nonetheless, and we all deserve them.
And you know if the law passes, my ass is getting married. Again.
The differences here are obvious and striking. One is about negotiating within a highly fractious electoral public, and mobilizing constituent power for and against a political position that's at the center of ongoing debates. The other is about civil disobedience against an authoritarian government, in the hopes of mustering transnational support for a change in policy. But what I keep coming back to is that both of these struggles are about symbolic rights.
I support both these demands. In fact, I'm spending a lot of my time engaged in the one that's happening in my home state (*ahem*). And I think the Saudi protest is pretty amazing, considering precisely how hard it is to mobilize any action at all in KSA. By calling these "symbolic rights," I'm not trying to diminish the importance of the claim, nor the strength of those making it.
But the centrality of driving to Saudi women's protest is largely about its symbolic value. Of all the injustices that Saudi women cope with--an enforced dress code, highly segregated work opportunities, unequal access to marriage and divorce, etc--driving seems relatively minor by comparison. And yet, it isn't: it's a daily insult to their personhood that, despite being autonomous adults with responsibilities and roles in the world, they have to be driven around like ten year olds going to soccer practice. The symbolic injustice so rankles that it becomes a mobilizing force for change.
I feel similarly about marriage. Frankly, in the world where I am philosopher-king, there would be no state-recognized marriages. 'Marriage' would be a purely social bond, which people could enter into or not enter into as they saw fit, in whatever configurations they felt appropriate. Simultaneously, the state would allow people to formally establish family relationships (among couples raising children, friends collectively supporting each other, siblings caring for an elderly parent, etc) which would provide for legal rights such as hospital visitation, tax benefits for providing unpaid caring work, rights of survivorship, etc. Being 'married' would be one thing. Being a legal unit would be another.
I don't get to be philosopher-king, so that's not how it works. But, even in this world, marriage isn't the battle I would put first of all my queer rights. I'd rather we were fighting harder for non-discrimination legislation, for the inclusion of material on LGBT issues in educational institutions, to make it easier for trans people to legally transition, and for rights to adoption and parenthood. And, frankly, I am married--I've got the white dress and the credit card debt to prove it, and anybody who tries to tell me I'm not is both empirically wrong and a douche of epic proportions, as far as I'm concerned.
And yet, it rankles whenever I look at my "legal docs" file, and realize that I have to have a will, a power of attorney, a health care proxy, and a living will to give my wife the same rights that straight couples get merely for registering their relationship. It rankles when I say "my wife" and people respond "your partner." (No disrespect to the many same-sex and opposite-sex couples I know who use partner; I think it's a good word. It's just not mine.) And, yes, it rankles that if I were an infertile man, my name would be on my son's birth certificate as his father even though he was conceived with donor sperm, but because I'm a woman I had to drop thousands of dollars and collect letters of reference to earn the right to be his legal parent.
The insult to me, and to thousands of queers like and unlike me, is enough that it's worth fighting for. And the massive insult that the Republican caucus can't even decide to bring this to a vote--and that thousands of people are mobilized to condemn my relationship--well, that makes me want to get a big angry sign and go yell at somebody, long and loud.
The deep political insight here is the one that Axel Honneth makes so clearly in his work--that the vast majority of injustices that people experience are injustices based in misrecognition, the sense that something crucial and important about yourself is being disregarded, misinterpreted, or silenced in social interactions. And the more daily one is that disrespect is a key experience of being an oppressed group within a society. Symbolic victories are real, because they undo this disrespect, and counter with the sort of recognition that make societies possible.
So, yes, I'm cheering for the women in Saudi who are driving through the streets, and hoping for their safety. Yes, I'm dropping emails to state senators, bombarding my poor Facebook friends with action links, and endlessly refreshing New York 1's website. Because symbolic rights are rights nonetheless, and we all deserve them.
And you know if the law passes, my ass is getting married. Again.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-17 07:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 04:36 am (UTC)I get that my marriage politics aren't everybody's, though. *g* And I do think it's essential that we win these fights wherever they crop up, or at least fight them down to the ground. Now that this is the terrain we're on, this is where we have to make our stand. And, like I said, I'm gonna be in line...well, if not the first day, probably the first week, if this goes through.
I suppose I don't have a good way to characterize the social importance of driving as a right, as I'm nearly thirty and still can't drive. From where I am, it strikes me as the territory on which the battle's being fought, but the battle is much bigger.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-17 08:48 pm (UTC)Also,
It rankles when I say "my wife" and people respond "your partner."
....seriously, people do this?! How...does it seem like a good idea to tell people they are using the incorrect term for their spouse/romantic partner/whatever?
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 12:02 am (UTC)-J
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 12:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 12:15 am (UTC)-J
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 01:10 am (UTC)If I were slightly more vested in what other people say, I'd be bothered by people referring to me and my partner as "boyfriend" and "girlfriend," because those terms are used much more broadly and do not imply the commitment level of "partners."
I don't necessarily interpret malice into people changing up terms, but I still think it is polite to use the terms people prefer for themselves.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 04:21 am (UTC)Now, the dude who I got my MA with, who, when I saw him at a conference, insisted that I referred to my wife as "my husband" at one point in time...that was another issue.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 09:21 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 04:24 am (UTC)I have always said my real goal was to find an uninhabited island nation somewhere and install a queer socialist utopia. Gaydonia, I'm going to call it. Everybody's invited. Open borders are the rule of the day. Somewhere with a Mediterranean climate would be nice...
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 04:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 12:00 am (UTC)-J
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 04:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 12:06 pm (UTC)And yes, I realize those are probably people who never would have been particularly activist to begin with, but still!
-J
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 07:34 am (UTC)And you know if the law passes, my ass is getting married. Again.
If it does, I'll be on hand to throw virtual confetti if you like.
(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-18 09:19 pm (UTC)During the Prop 8 trial, one of the testimonies was from a married couple, about their experiences with extended family before and after the wedding. Their own relationship was improved, but the difference in the extended family relationships was dramatic. The family's paradigm did not know how to treat "partner", which seemed impersonal and impermanent to them. "My granddaughter's wife" had a place in the family.
I think I'm of the group and generation that cheerfully embraces "partner" as a gender-neutral term that covers the whole-life interdependence of a long-term committed couple, rather like a modern equivalent to "helpmeet", without touching on legal status. Marriage in the eyes of the law is very important, or something legally equivalent in every respect to it. I don't want to jump through different hoops just based on who I wind up marrying. It's also important for people like my brother's parents to know that, when my brother gets married, that his marriage is equal to theirs in the eyes of the law, if not in the eyes of his parents' fuckwitted church.