AAHM: Day One

Well, I’m here at the AAHM meeting in Rochester, NY taking a bit of a break from sessions to write something about the first full day of events. I drove here yesterday, hoping to get here in time for the Sigerist Circle panel at 2pm. Unfortunately, I miscalculated (took 6 hours not five!) so missed nearly all of it. From what I heard it was a great session. If anyone reads this and wants to comment, please do so here!

Last night was the opening reception and the sponsors were really generous with the food — including lots of shrimp, oysters, and crab. Stuffed myself as usual. I tried to listen to the opening plenary session on Mind Body Medicine by Anne Harrington. Unfortunately, I was too tired from the driving, and had too much wine at the reception, to focus on the lecture so left after only about 10-15 minutes. What I heard seemed pretty good but rather general for this audience.

This morning’s opening address by John Parascandola was excellelnt. He talked about Rapid Treatment Centers for women infected with VD during WWII. This is part of his forthcoming book on the history of syphilis that will be coming out in the summer. These centers were set up to protect American servicemen from women with “loose morals.” Women with VD were sent to these center for accelerated treatment with Salvarsan, based on the belief that they were unreliable patients who would not complete the full course of treatment to render them non-infectious. It was also interesting to learn that all women who traveled alone were considered suspect — for example, a married woman on her way home from work as a waitress (itself a suspect occupation) was stopped and tested for VD because she ate in a restaurant by herself. I’ll certainly be talking about this anti-VD campaign that targeted women as disease-carriers in my women’s history class next week.

I checked out the book exhibit briefly and once again Michigan has not sent my book for the display! On the other hand, I have a radio gig with an NPR station at the University of Illinois. It’s not syndicated, but you can listen on the web and get it at on a podcast.

Good Cause, Bad Idea for Fundraiser

Earlier today, our police department announced it was working with one of our fraternites (Phi Delta Theta) on a “Jail n Bail” Fundraiser for the Special Olympics. Now, I’m all for good causes, but like other faculty members, I thought the method of fundraising was rather tasteless. I cracked that at least this was better than the “senior slave auctions” we had in high school, although not much. Another colleague, one of my CCM members, commented on how this is similar to using Indian mascots — i.e. not good. Others raised issues about racism in the criminal justice system. Then we had a dismissive faculty member who just told us we were taking ourselves too seriously and said we were just biased liberals who need to get a clue.

I gave up at that point, but should have mentioned that there are a significant number of individuals with cognitive disabilities in the criminal justice system, mainly because there aren’t enough services in the community.

Also, I have some ambivalence about Special Olympics — certainly it’s nice to encourage physical fitness and I do think the event raises disability awareness, but doesn’t really do much to address vast inequities in care available to children and adolescents with special needs. Our state would rather place a child in an institution than give parents assistance with basic medical care and other needs.

Ewephoric Knitters Weekend

This past weekend I attended a knitters retreat sponsored by Marji’s Yarncrafts in Granby. I’ve been going to this event for several years and have to say that I enjoy it a lot more than when it was sponsored by the now closed Wool Connection in Avon. Saturday, I took a class on Celtic Cables with Melissa Leapman who is a really awesome and funny teacher. On Sunday, I took a class on borders and finishing techniques with Candace Strick, who is also really helpful and patient.

The best part of the weekend, though, was not the classes themselves but the jokes that Candace told during the breaks in between classes. The funniest were a collection of Gentile jokes which I’d never heard before, and being a goy, found absolutely hilarious and dead-on.

Something else I learned about that is really cool is a crochet coral reef project created by the Institute of Figuring in New York. Apparently, this is a touring exhibit that includes workshops on how to crochet similar sculptures. Next stop the Wadsworth or NBMAA?

Improvising a Conference Program

This past Friday was our annual June Baker Higgins Gender Studies Conference (see the program here.) Our keynote speaker cancelled due to a family emergency, so this forced me to improvise, literally, by putting together a lunchtime show of suffrage songs from the early twentieth century, with my colleague Beth Lorenzo from the Music Department singing lead and me on guitar and backup vocals. We performed “Uncle Sam’s Wedding,” set to “Yankee Doodle” and “Keep Woman in her Sphere” set to “Auld Lang Syne.” We even asked folks to sing along. This was my first time performing in front of an audience since I took up guitar again a few years ago and I must say it went a lot better than I expected. A friend recorded us on her digital camera so we should be on Youtube shortly!

I concluded the show by playing a Youtube video of a live performance the song “Suffering for Suffrage” from the Schoolhouse Rock cartoon of the same name.

The illustration above is one of the characters from the Schoolhouse Rock cartoon. Now, I was a big fan of Schoolhouse Rock, especially “Conjunction Junction,” but I don’t remember seeing this one. Maybe it wasn’t as widely circulated because it was, egads, “feminist”?

Committee on the Concerns of Men, or, Stuff Guys like to Talk about

I’ve decided to make a joke out of the whole exchange with our university troll, and take up his suggestion about starting a Committee on the Concerns of Men. I asked a non-random, non-representative sample of my male colleagues with a sense of humor to reply to the question, if you were on a CCM, what would you talk about? The answers so far:

From 40-something, white male teaching faculty member:

“Serious Offerings: Prostate Cancer, Choice Time: Balancing the Possible Return of Selective Service with Your Son’s Need to Get Federal Financial Aid, Dealing with a Two-Professionals Family Relationships, Balancing Work and Family, How to Get Recognized Family Leave with a New Born or Adopted Child
Goofy Offerings: Power Tools, Are you a Hop Head, Books that Make Light of Changing Diapers, Hottest Album Covers EVER!, Am I a wuss for putting peroxide on this? Is Jr. finally gonna start winning races now that he is with Childress and off DEI? What’s your favoraite soap [Y&R, baby!]? How did Tom help you remodel your house this week? When to ditch the shirt when you swim. Throwdown: My family’s emergency plan for major catastrophies is a lot more logistically feasible than your family’s emergency plan for major catastrophies.


What can I say? I did a sabbatical at GQ!

From 40-something hispanic male, administrative faculty member:

“I’d want to discuss how I want to be treated special… Just like everyone else! <grin> Or maybe, even though I am not a white male, how I can stop being treated like one.

The environment and our future there, but without concern for…

Cars, hot rods, go fast things…. definitely on the list.

Music, yup. Music.

Campus Politics… long live the good ol’ boys network, even though it now admits girls.

Farting and bathroom humor. Burps n such.

Beer. Maybe beer should come before farting. More fun that way. Think about how beer has shaped the world!

NOTE: no sports mentioned until now. Sorry guys, I’ve just never fit that mold.”

From another 40-something white male teaching faculty member:

I’d want to talk about tap dancing, but, I know, [hispanic male in previous quoted section], I know, that could be a threaded forum for all the other 40-something-male-tappers at CCSU.”

Keep them coming, Gentlemen!

On Bullshitters

One of my male friends in the Philosophy department sent me the following in reply to the latest exchange with the resident troll.

This comes from a stand-alone essay by Harry Frankfurt, “On Bullshit” (Princeton: 2005), which a friend recently lent. It further addresses how B. should be described.

46 It does seem that bullshitting involves a kind of bluff. It is closer to bluffing, surely, than to telling a lie.

48 The bullshitter is faking things. But this does not mean that he necessarily gets them wrong.

51 This involves not merely producing one instance of bullshit; it involves a program of producing bullshit to whatever extent the circumstances require.

52 He is prepared, so far as required, to fake the context as well.

53 This is less a matter of craft than of art. Hence the familiar notion of the “bullshit artist.”

54 Both he and the liar represent themselves falsely as endeavoring to communicate the truth.

55 The fact about himself that the bullshitter hides…is that…the motive guiding and controlling it [his speech] is unconcerned with how the things about which he speaks truly are.

56 He does not care whether the things he says describe reality correctly. He just picks them out, or makes them up, to suit his purpose.

60 Through excessive indulgence…a person’s normal habit of attending to the ways things are may become attenuated or lost.

Frankfurt goes on to hypothesize three sources of contemporary bullshitting. The closest to a troll’s desire for recognition is a bullshitter’s denying we can have reliable access to objective reality:

65 a retreat from the discipline required by dedication to the ideal of correctness to a quite different sort of discipline, which is imposed by pursuit of an alternative ideal of sincerity. Rather than seeking primarily to arrive at accurate representations of a common world, the individual turns toward trying to provide honest representations of himself.


Given B’s many self-contradictions on the listserv, surely he’s not attempting sincerity. Just a troll. . . Who’ll, hopefully and presumably, be put in a rightful place after the U adopts a new method of community-postings. As will be the Middle Eastern-looking abductor.

more of the same

Howdy partners,

Here’s the latest from our cyberbully, ellipses indicate deletion of specific names:

It is certainly true that genetics has a role in how we look, and certainly has an effect on the pigment of our skin. That is science. However, when we generalize beyond a particular individual to describe characteristics that could be applicable to all in a certain class, then we can run into the difficulties of ethical stereotyping and misperceptions, which led Senator McCain to recently say in public that Iran is training Al Quida terrorists, which must be surprising to the Iranians who Shiite Persians as opposed to Al Quida, most of whom are Sunni Arabs. What, exactly is a Middle-East appearance or accent? We have such people on our faculty, and if there is a common denominator in either category, it escapes me. And yet some of the comments that have been posted seem downright silly to me. No one discounts the seriousness of the crime, not the state of mind of the victim. But S., T., L, and I are trying to show people how easy it is to confuse facts with inferences and to assign putative or circumstantial blame to “the other.” Years ago there was a single male in my department who, at the time. was single as I was. He was interested in American History, as I am, so I invited him to my apartment where I cooked a meal for us. afterwards I asked if he would like to go to a place with live music and see if we could meet some women and go dancing. He politely declined, said he was working on an article and wanted to do some more writing before retiring. About a dozen years later a friend of mine from graduate school took me out for lunch at a convention and told me that my colleague was gay, and that is why he declined to go out dancing with me. I learned an important lesson then. You seldom can see gay people, and most of the ethnic, racial, and geographical generalizations are myths. Not all Swedish women are blond, not all Italians drink wine (I know my step-=mother doesn’t drink anything alcoholic). The description that M.  put on our list said that the perp was a “MIDDLE EASTERN MALE WITH BUSHY EYEBROWS. It did not say that the victim thought that he might have been. No, it states, as a fact, that he IS Middle Eastern, has bushy eyebrows and is six feet tall. How many of you will wager with me that all three descriptors are correct. That the perp is Middle-Eastern, has bushy eyebrows, and is six-feet tall? Furthermore, should we now be afraid of G? Now the woman was under stress. But let us assume that the Police and M. are not equally stressed.

. . . stereotypes are dangerous. The people who live in and come from the Middle East probably have enough stress in their lives without imputing criminality or terrorism to them. Perhaps it will turn out that the perp was all three: Middle-Eastern with bushy eyebrows and six-feet tall. And I reject the argument that female victims of crime deserve special consideration or pathos. I have always contended that Central would benefit from a Committee on the Concerns of Men. I had to wait many years before I arranged a program on Prostate Cancer. I once listened to a student speech about abortion. The speaker sired the child and asked the class, rhetorically, if he had any rights concerning it being aborted. When I read Heather, I sometimes believe that I belong to a disenfranchised gender, at least in the work place. which explains why I protested the Take Your Daughters to work day. Sexist, isn’t it?”

Here’s my reply:

I was inclined to let this go, but since B__ has both questioned my intelligence (by referring to me and others who dare disagree with him as a “dumb-dumb”), called me a redneck, and in his latest message seems to suggest I’m sexist as well, then I’ve decided not to remain “dumb,” i.e mute.

First off, let me agree with L__ — you’re right, we need to pay attention to both the young woman who was attacked and the problem of racial profiling. S__, thanks for explaining your position, I understand your concerns much better now. B__, I find your messages counterproductive in that they replicate prejudice as much as they seek to criticize it. The word “dumb” was once a slur against deaf/mute persons, and is still seen as such by many members of the Deaf community since it links hearing impairment with cognitive disability. Also, the term “redneck” show class prejudice, in that it was coined by southern elites to refer to poor southern whites. There’s also an element of regional snobbery as well.

What concerned me from the start, and what still concerns me, is the underlying assumption that the description is a fabrication (and on that note I regret my use of the word “erroneous.”) We don’t have the first hand account of the young woman. Perhaps she say the attacker’s skin color, heard an accent that sounded like persons from Iraq and other middle-eastern countries she’s seen on T.V., and came up with middle-eastern male. Or maybe that inference was made in the police department. Perhaps I’m misreading all of this, but several of you seem to be suggesting that someone is lying, either the victim, the police, or both. Until we have more information, I don’t think it’s appropriate to question this young woman’s integrity or honesty.

I would add that we have had numerous police reports regarding perpetrators from other racial minorities. Yet, the issue of racial profiling has never come up in that context.

Finally I have an anecdote similar to M.A. — Back in the 1990s, I was pulled out of line, had my luggage examined, was patted down, and questioned at Heathrow on the way back to the U.S. from London. I just thought it was a random search, but it turns out I fit the profile Scotland Yard had for IRA suicide bombers — i.e. young, white female, traveling alone.

Apparently I’m just a dumb redneck gal. . .

Or at least I am according to the resident cyberbully on our faculty listserv. It all started when the campus police issued an alert after one of our female students was abducted from her off-campus apartment and driven around New Britain until the perp crashed the stolen van they were in an made a get away on foot. She described her attacker as middle-eastern, based on the skin color she could see through his mask and his accent. She also said he had prominent eyebrows. Somehow, this led one male faculty member that mentioning the suspects race is anti-Arab prejudice. [funny how he’s never mentioned the problem of racism when the perpetrator has been described as African-American or Hispanic or some other minority]. Now, I realize that racial profiling is a serious problem, but I did bring up the point that when race is a significant detail in describing an alleged assailant, shouldn’t that be part of the police report? I then got responses from men, such as, well criminals come to a college campus because they know there’s women there to attack (in other words, the equivalent of “stuff happens” — shall we lock the ladies up after dark like they used to do in the old days? How about we just keep them out of college altogther). Exchanges continued along these lines, leading to me and others who defended me being called “dumb-dumbs” [let’s mention the disability slur, shall we] and “rednecks.” Aw shucks.

So, readers of this blog, tell me — am I just a dumb redneck gal? There sure is one guy I’d like to make squeal like a pig right now, that’s for sure.

Disability History in the News

It’s been a busy week here at the University, so I haven’t had much time to do more than note the following articles related to disability history, loosely defined in one case.

First up is the New York Times review of The Lives They Left Behind, a book version of an exhibit on the Willard State Hospital at the New York State Museum. I really love the exhibit and am looking forward to reading the book. The book reviewer, being an M.D., seems to be missing the point of historical scholarship. She writes, “basing a complex argument on fragmented and archaic case histories is problematic both for science and for style. A coherent scientific argument demands complete, current data, not reinterpreted glimpses of the past.” This may be fine for “evidence-based medicine,” but really unfair to apply to historical scholarship, which by its very nature is based on the shards and pieces that manage to survive. Also, sometimes you just have to get angry about social injustice, even bitchy, like this righteous woman. [as Tina Fey said when Senatorella was on SNL, “bitches get things done.”]

Another story on exhibiting disability history to the public comes from this CBS news story on the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, which has been turned into a tourist attraction and historic site. Some mental health advocates have objected to the use of the word “lunatic” in the museum’s promotional materials. Others have suggested that this term, while politically incorrect today, is an important part of the history that should not be covered up to suit modern day sensibilities. I’m inclined to lean toward the latter position, just as long as it doesn’t lead to a revival of the term in the popular lexicon (only we loonies can use the word!)

The final story comes from my interest in bicycling, and is not really about history except that it regards a well known cyclist from the 1980s and early 1990s, Davis Phinney. I had no idea he had Parkinson’s disease. His son is now an elite cyclists aiming for the Olympics. Maybe they’ll let Davis carry the torch, like they did with Muhammed Ali? Probably not, Davis was great in his day, but he’s not Lance.

New York Times on Professors and Social Networking Sites

Well, Historiann beat me to posting on this article from the Style section of Thursday’s New York Times. Most of the article discussed Facebook and Professors Strike Back, a reply to Rate My Professors (just FYI — there is also a site called Rate Your Students — can’t wait to contribute to that one).

Now, I joined Facebook last fall not so I could look “cool” but so I could create a group for the WGSS program and plug events to students and others in a place they were more likely to check than their email. I started a blog last spring partly as a way to get into new media so that I could eventually teach it to graduate students. Only a few of my students have checked out my blog, more contact me through Facebook but I think the novelty has worn off. Also, if the Times is writing about it, then it’s about to not be cool anymore!

I’m not about to use this blog as a voicepiece for my dog or cat, but I may follow Historiann’s example of using Fridays for blogging about dolls — the only one I have is Mrs. Beasley from the sitcom Family Affair. Stay tuned!