So, I went to a rock show recently. I do that on occasion. I’ve developed a taste for live music and it gives me a chance to exercise my other new hobby, photography.
This particular show involved a string of bands with proceeds going to various women-centered stuff. So it was a fempunk evening, cool. I should say, I enjoyed the music, but the atmosphere was at times jarring.
At one point a woman got up on stage and made an announcement, apparently the ‘dudebros’ were dominating the moshpit. They needed to stop it, so that the women and transpeople could… slamdance.
Now, I’ve been in moshpits before, both good(where people help each other) and bad(just an excuse to elbow strangers) but I have to say, at this event, this is how the moshpit died. After the announcement… there was some pushing… but the heart was gone. Made me a little sad.
Later, at the end of a set, the lead singer of another band stopped singing and addressed the audience in somewhat of a non-sequitur: If you’re a straight white male, Fuck you!
I exchanged a friendly grin with a woman standing beside me at that point, heheh, what’s a boy to do, I could feel the patriarchy flowing through me.
The very next band had technical problems, so I went out for pizza. I suppose if I was less privileged I could be offended, but it was a fun time, if a bit odd.
Strange thing, I took a test recently. Buzzfeed has a privilege test… of course it does.
Some of my friends did pretty well, in the 80s out of 100 with regards to privilege points, that is bad. I got 35… out of 100. Huh?
The test said I wasn’t privileged but rather one of the oppressed. Shocking, but I guess high school drama club was bound to come in useful some time.
But whose kidding who, its buzzfeed, I’m on easy mode, as they say….
Except, I also recently discovered that I am a victim… of child abuse.
Yep, when I was a kid my mom was Queen of the ‘wooden spoon’. She never drew blood, never left more than a red mark, no bruising, but according to this new study, she’s a criminal… and I guess buzzfeed wasn’t so wrong.
Funny story, there was this one time that my mom lined us up for the spoon, I ended up missing out on the action, because she broke the spoon(handle) smacking my brother’s ass. He’s still bitter about that one to this day.
But seriously, if i had to choose between my mom and her spoon and my dad’s open hand spanking, give me the spoon any day. Again, no serious damage done, but dad took it to a whole other level.
Having said that, I don’t have kids, but if I did, I wouldn’t use corporal punishment, not because it traumatized me to any serious degree, but because from what I have read on the subject, its simply not very effective in the short term, and completely useless for any long term… corrective action.
I’m a complete failure at dudebro patriarchy, I guess.
So it goes.