Stephen Morgan wrote:Belligerent Savant wrote:Stephen Morgan wrote:On what grounds?
If you were sitting in a subway train and a pregnant woman gets onboard with no seats available, would you offer your seat to her?
Certainly not. What a horribly patronising thing to do. "You sparrow legs and tremendous girth are mismatched! Quickly, take my seat before you collapse under your own weight!" Why, would you give up your seat for a fat person who got on the train? IF you don't like the physical effects of getting pregnant try wearing a cap. If you want a seat on the train, do what I did and get on at an earlier stop, or get to the station early enough to form the head of the queue.
I don't believe in pandering to the disabled. Unless you're in need of immediate hospitalisation, get thee hence. Maybe if it's someone with a walking stick and they asked politely, because I'm a push over, but I will certainly never offer. Bone sticking out through the skin of your arm? Don't need your arm to stand up, do you?
This why Rosa Parks was so successful, not because she was making a point against racism, which was still quite popular back then, no, she struck a chord with the public consciousness because everyone has had the experience of getting on and sitting down to rest ones weary feet after a long day and footing and found themselves expected to give up their seat for some lazy motherfucker, and every single one of them wanted to say "fuck you, my man, first come first served". So, if you're disabled or pregnant, which isn't even properly disabled and therefore has no claim whatsoever on sympathy, I've had it with being chased around by Rascals and having the pavement blocked by formations of prams in line abreast. Find your own fucking chair.
No, the impact of Rosa Parks' resistance would have been a lot less if she'd been young and strong. Giving something up to someone who needs it more than we do satisfies a primordial human need; it instantly increases our capacity to feel real joy, and hope, and therefore it makes us feel more alive.
It gives you a boost of energy to be able to do something like that, and self-confidence, by affirming your solidarity with other humans. Such a gesture paradoxically makes you feel safer, because giving empowers the giver, and it's also an indirect way to spit in the eye of those who want to divide and thus conquer us.
That being said, it did give me a little jolt the first time someone did it for me, especially that I was still only in my thirties and perfectly able-bodied. But then, I said to myself: it's a generous, life-affirming thing to do, and it probably makes them feel as good as I've felt doing it for others. I understood that basic human need to feel that one has something to give, no matter how small or symbolic. Acts of generosity paradoxically make us feel wealthy. Meanness and narrow selfishness make us feel poor, and weak, as though we have too little to risk giving anything away, no matter how small.
When I was ponderously pregnant, I didn't get on any buses, but I was amazed at how kind strangers were, everywhere I went. I don't recall any being patronizing, but some did invade my space, even putting their hands on my belly without permission! People seemed thrilled and oddly hopeful at the idea of new life, just as others become contemplative when they see a funeral procession. I realized it had little or nothing to do with me personally, but a sense of connection that seems hard-wired into us as human beings, probably as deeply as our survival instinct.
That's why the cop's assault on a pregnant woman is so shocking and frightening -- it is evidence that he lacks something vital to our human ability to thrive, even to survive, without which we are all diminished and even endangered.
"If you're not careful the newspapers will have you hating the oppressed and loving the people doing the oppressing." - Malcolm X