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How Chick-fil-A Learned about Trade-Offs

Mayor Menino

You’ve probably seen Boston Mayor Tom Menino’s letter to Chick-fil-A floating around the web today, declining the chain a location in Boston’s commercial landscape:

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“There is no place for discrimination on Boston’s Freedom Trail and no place for your company alongside it.”

There’s also a lot of squawking about free speech on behalf of Chick-fil-A President Dan Cathy, who made the homophobic comments that kicked off the shit storm. Those people, the free-speechers, are right. He can voice his opinions and beliefs, and some might even say, as a business leader and community leader, he should.

But, and this harkens back to Daniel Tosh’ internet beating last week, being free to speak your mind is not the same as being free from criticism once you do so. Would I support Chick-fil-A protesters throwing rocks through the storefront window or threatening Cathy? No, of course not. Do I think they should have their licenses revoked due to his personal beliefs? Of course not. That said, say something bigoted, and people may choose to take their business elsewhere.

There are trade-offs to be made, here, right? Between supporting our values with our dollars and living a pragmatic, practical, convenient life. I struggle with clothes shopping for this reason, but we all have to make these decisions every day. How much and at what cost are you willing to compromise?

There’s a gender studies concept called the “patriarchal bargain” in which women (and men) play into gender stereotypes for the sake of their own personal advantage, undermining the overall cause of equality. If Kim Kardashian makes millions playing a hot ditz on television, who cares if she detracts from society’s perception of women and their value? We all make patriarchal bargains any time we choose to adhere to gender stereotypes to make life easier (shaving my armpits, wearing mascara, letting a man pay for my drink), it’s just of question a degrees.

The Chick-fil-A question asks us about our willingness to make a similar bargain, an “I’m-a-real-world-consumer bargain”. If I buy a sandwich at Subway instead of Chick-fil-A today, does it matter? What percentage of my purchase would be supporting, even in the vaguest sense, anti-gay advocacy? 3 cents? 8 cents? How much do I care to not drop 3 cents in an bigotry bucket?

On the other hand, the more successful Chick-fil-A becomes, the bigger platform we give Dan Cathy from which to voice his homophobic beliefs.

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The Best Two Minutes of Television (about Sex and Gender)

I used to think my crush on Louis C.K. was unique. Today, I was disabused of that notion by the following passage from a Jezebel post:

“The 43-year-old comedian who you kind of wouldn’t at all mind spooning with (you think you’re the only one who doesn’t kind of want to spoon him? Please. He’s catnip. Ladies talking secretively about how Louis CK’s whole deal is sexy is the new ladies talking secretively about how Rachel Maddow is totally sexy even though they’re into dudes. The club is called More Women Than You Think.”

Dammit. Turns out I’m not a special snowflake after all.

Louis CK and Melissa Leo

But seriously, you guys, my crush has only been fueled by his antics in the last few weeks. There’s the Jon Stewart clip where he explains his response to Daniel Tosh’ rape fiasco. There’s his fabulous rape joke included on the list of excellent rape jokes (throw rapists and rape culture, not rape victims, under the bus. Duh). And then there was the second episode of his FX show Louie, which I can’t seem to shut up about.

Without transcribing the entire scene–oh wait, I’m about to transcribe the entire scene–let me just preface this transcription by saying that I’ve never been so impressed with TV dialogue on sex and gender. There’s more nuance and complexity to this two minute conversation than most of the gender studies classes I took in college.

Melissa Leo plays Laurie, a friend of a friend with whom Louie is accidentally and unhappily set up. After some drunken bonding, they conclude the date in Laurie’s truck, where she nonchalantly offers him oral sex. He accepts, and then there’s this: [Warning: Fairly graphic dialogue]

Laurie: Good?

Louie: Yeah, that was very good.

Laurie: Nice. Okay, let’s get some payback.

Louie: What?

Laurie: Strap on the feedbag.

Louie: Oh.

Laurie: Yeah!

Louie: Well I don’t really want to do that.

Laurie: What?

Louie: I don’t, I just don’t want to do it.

Laurie: Jesus. Don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who doesn’t eat pussy.

Louie: No, I do! I do. I just…

Laurie: Just not with me?

Louie: Yeah, no, not now.

Laurie: What do you mean, not now?

Louie: Well that’s very intimate, I don’t really know you.

Laurie: Intimate? Me sucking your dick isn’t intimate?

Louie: Well no, apparently not. I mean, it doesn’t seem like a big deal… for you. But for me, it would be, to do that, to you.

Laurie: You gotta be shitting me. I did you, you’re not doing me. That’s not fair.

Louie: Well no, we just have different values about that.

Laurie: This isn’t about values. I just sucked your dick, you can eat my pussy.

Louie: I’m not going to do it. I’m sorry, it’s just too soon.

Laurie: Are you saying I’m a whore?
Louie: No! Not by how you feel. That’s what you did. I’m just saying that if I had done what you did, I would feel like a whore.

Laurie: You shouldn’t have said that.

Louie: Listen! Would you really want me to do that to you if I didn’t want to…

Laurie: I don’t give a shit! I just want to get off! Do you know how many dicks I sucked I didn’t want to suck, ’cause I’m a good kid, ’cause I do what’s right? I never left anyone hanging! How dare you!

Louie: Listen, if you blowing me hinged on my doing that to you, you just should have said something.

Laurie: Your sperms are dying inside my mouth right now, goddammit! Where are the gentlemen? What is wrong with this country?

Louie: That’s just how I feel.

Laurie: Obama! I got to say, this is balls. I’m going to say it, this is freakin’ balls on you.

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It gets worse from there. She baits him with taunts of “faggot” and then smacks him in the jaw. He ultimately goes down on her with little enthusiasm. Don’t take my word for it and watch it yourself. As unpleasant as the scene is, the two actors are ridiculously mesmerizing.

I’ve written about oral sex before (“Why is “going down” often a one-way street?“), particularly the divergent perceptions of fellatio and cunnilingus. I would never tell anyone of any gender they should be doing any sexual act, that’s completely counterproductive to healthy sexuality. That being said, it’s worth an exploration of why acts that focus on female pleasure are often considered intimate, and acts that focus on male pleasure are often considered casual. To Louie, enthusiastic consent is an obvious precursor to performing oral sex, but he doesn’t expect the same of his partner.

Nobody comes off looking good in this scene: he is unable to defend his own selfish pursuit of pleasure but condemns hers, and she becomes a taunting, aggressive bully. Except Louis CK, who comes off as brilliant since he wrote the damn thing. Swoon.

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Have you ever worried about rape, Daniel Tosh?

Sometimes, during scary movies or the gruesome moments in Breaking Bad, I plant my palm between me and the TV screen and just listen. I want to know what happens, but I know myself well enough to know that I don’t need certain images in my head. You can’t unsee things.

Have you visited Project Unbreakable [Trigger Warning]?

Most days I can’t read it; I put my metaphorical internet hand over the screen and skip it in favor of less intense content. I can read about sexual violence in the military, or the Cleveland, TX rape case, or politicians who think that transvaginal probes are fine because “she already consented to putting stuff up there.” But photo after photo of astoundingly brave people holding signs with the words their rapists said to them? Nope, can’t do it. Don’t want it in my brain.

Have you ever worried about rape, Daniel Tosh?

Last Friday, comedian Daniel Tosh performed at the Laugh Factory. After a rape joke, a woman in the crowd called out, “Actually, rape jokes are never funny.” Allegedly (her account here, HuffPo account here, ), Tosh responded, “Wouldn’t it be funny if that girl got raped by like, five guys right now? Like right now? What if a bunch of guys just raped her…”

In Roxane Gay’s Salon piece on the incident, she writes:

“Qui tacet consentire” is Latin for, “Silence gives consent.” When we say nothing, when we do nothing, we are saying we consent to these trespasses against us. When that woman stood up and said, “No, rape is not funny,” she did not consent to participating in a culture that encourages lax attitudes toward sexual violence and the concerns of women.

Protecting myself from Project Unbreakable is about creating barriers between myself and the survivors of sexual assault and rape. I can know it exists without actually imagining what it would feel like to be one of those people. But thinking about what it would feel like–isn’t that what they call empathy?–is the beginning of where silence ends. I’m going to tweet the link to Project Unbreakable to Daniel Tosh today, and I recommend you do too. If he can read the stories, see the pictures, practice empathy and still make that joke, well, he has bigger problems than I thought.

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