Sunday, August 27, 2023

Rubiales and Jenni Hermoso

 The situation is simple: the spanish team wins the final of the World Cup. As the players step up, on to the stage, and as Hermoso stands before Rubiales to receive his congratulations, Rubiales, who seems understandably excited because his team had just won the coveted prize, pulls her head towards his and kisses her on the mouth. Scandal. The whole world is shocked. Suddenly Trump’s antics, the war in Ukraine and all else that‘s happening in the world stops.the KISS takes centre stage, FIFA acts and suspends Rubiales. The kiss comes to represent an offense not just against Hermoso but against all women. Rubiales, in kissing Hermoso treated her not as an equal but, condescendingly, as an object…

A comment. Women want to be treated as equals, both as people and as players. And that’s fair. Since equality is at the root of this case, let’s—just for argument‘s sake—invert the situation: the winners are a male team; at the end the players go up to receive their congratulations; one of the women giving out the medals, pulls one of the players to her and, feeling full, of enthusiasm, kisses him on the mouth. To this point the situations are identical. Would what would follow be equally identical?

Wednesday, August 9, 2023

A pronoun in distress

 Letter to Sci Am, Aug 23


Dear Editor


Z Paige L’Erario, a transgender neurologist, is of the view—a pretty logical view—that a doctor’s empathy, or lack of, can significantly affect functional neurological disorders in patients (FND). No one wants to quarrel with this view. It is reasonable enough. A doctor’s empathy can help a lot in relieving a patient’s stress. I fully agree with Dr. L'Erario. What about me, though? As an English teacher I was taught that a pronoun should agree with the noun it stands for. Yet here I am, reading in Z Paige L'Erario’s profile (Sci Am, July/August 2023) that “they are a graduate student” at Fordham University); and suddenly what I have always believed to be a sacrosanct truth comes crushing down: a pronoun is suddenly free to agree or disagree with anything it wants! Just imagine my initial euphoria! But, worse, think of the profound feeling of regret and shame I almost immediately afterwards felt at having passed on a non-truth to thousands of students over the years. How will I ever cope with this awful sense of shame! The stress is already setting in. I feel it. This is now my FND. Will Z Paige L’Erario (and Sci Am) ever have enough empathy to relieve me of this terrible ailment?