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Vagina
monologues: 'I am glad they have banned it'
Sarah
Mukasa
April 07, 2005
http://www.pambazuka.org/index.php?id=27623
'I am glad they have
banned it.' So said a colleague who walked into my office the day after
the news of the play’s banning by the Media Council.
‘Why?’ I asked her very quietly.
‘Because now we can clearly see what we are up against. How dare you women
celebrate your womanhood, condemn sexual oppression, and the abuse of
women’s bodies. And you not only dare to do this, but in public also?
What? You look at it from their point of view. Don’t you know that your
vaginas are dirty, obscene, distasteful, vulgar and evil? Don’t you know
that these ‘things’ no matter how much they suffer should be kept private?
Haven’t you yet understood that the only ones who can talk with authority
on these matters are men who think that way about you and women who think
that way about themselves? Really you women, where do you get the nerve
to talk about vaginas in public? Don’t you know this is not how ‘respectable’
women behave? You have embarrassed good women everywhere. Our cultures
are sacrosanct. They should never be questioned or challenged. You who
have done so are morally corrupted’
We laugh.
So is it our cultures or our religions we are worried about?
Well both. We should safeguard our African Christian, cultural values
against the surge of western immorality!
So when for example, the Christian religion says we are all made in the
image of God (every single part of our bodies that is), it means that
it is wrong for us to refer to the vagina as vulgar, dirty and distasteful,
because we are denigrating the image of God?
Well no, because culturally this is how we refer to these parts of the
body.
Oh, so it is wrong for us to challenge these socially constructed practices,
even though we may be dishonouring God in adhering to them?
Well, yes. In this case yes. We think.
Which case is that? The case in which the issue touches on the rights
of women of course. In those cases, we always refer to that which sits
comfortably with patriarchal notions of what a woman’s place should be.
Women are used to this (even those who were opposed to this play). They
have steadfastly challenged patriarchal cultural practices and norms.
They have gone to school, own property, left abusive marriages; some have
even chosen not to marry. But now many of them turn and point the finger
on those who dare to challenge the last and most insidious bastion of
patriarchal oppression. The notion of women’s bodily integrity and autonomy;
the idea that a woman’s body is hers and hers alone to do with as she
chooses is so scary to so many of us, that we quickly hide behind some
of the very defence mechanisms we have so long challenged. Culture. African
cultural values.
I think that we should be very careful how we fashion our arguments. For
hiding behind cultural relativism has been the very tool used to stamp
our oppression in the past. We pander to racist and sexist stereotypes
about what African culture is when we do this. We paint a picture of this
fossilised, immovable, intolerant, reactionary, monolithic culture. Let
us also not forget that in the past these arguments have been used to
safeguard dictatorial regimes. Concepts such as human rights, democracy,
and gender equality were all once referred to as ‘western and alien concepts’.
So whilst we Africans were stuck in oppressive, repressed, dictatorial,
cultural systems, the west was showing us the way forward? What absolute
garbage. The fact of the matter is that the oppression and exclusion of
peoples, on the basis of race, gender, and ethnicity and so on is a universal
practice, which each society justifies with slick explanations of culture,
religion and what have you. And just as it has been practiced in every
society, so has it been resisted.
‘Corruption of our values by western immorality is one of the biggest
challenges of our time’ So said the good Minister of State for Information
Dr Nsaba Buturo in his press briefing statement. I am sure he believes
it. But really some of us think that compared to the subjugation of our
economies to the west, this is a stroll in the park. But there you have
it. This is where the Minister concentrates his energies. And not very
well one might add. Well let’s look at subscription TV and what it frequently
beams into our homes. No bans there. Let’s look at all the salacious print
media that is around for everyone to see? No ban there. What about all
those watering holes dotted around the city, which feature goodness knows
what. No, no ban there. What about the corruption that is endemic in our
society and which denies so many their right to basic social welfare?
Nope. No moves there either. Has he managed to get all those government
officials and employees who have abandoned their children to at least
pay child support? Last I heard, that was not on his radar. In fact no
action anywhere except for where some women want to stage a play called
The Vagina Monologues. Ahh.
Of course we have heard from a number of those who have seen the play
and condemn it as pornography from the west. I cannot argue with their
experiences, it is pointless to do that. Because in doing so, I silence
them; relegate them to the back of beyond; as somehow completely unimportant.
Their view is important, and they can exercise their right to stay away.
I hasten to add, that several others have seen the play, myself included
and have been liberated by it. Our views and experiences have simply been
ignored and silenced by the bully boy tactics of some of our ministers
(whose backgrounds we are all really keen to know) and their cronies.
The play has a different effect on different people. It is as simple as
that. And in that sense this play is no different from any other.
‘The message is good but you should have packaged it differently’ some
now say. Hello? Have you been on the moon? What have women’s organisations
been doing all these years? 16 Days of Activism Against Gender Violence.
Seminar after seminar. Tree after tree chopped down, to produce report
after report which presents these issues to fit comfortably with people’s
sensibilities. And where are we? As I write this, these reports sit, gathering
layers of dust in a number of people’s offices. In the meantime, the crisis
escalates (this is by the government’s own reckoning).
‘Say it in vernacular!’ Others scream. They throw this as the biggest
defence against staging the play. Well, as I recall, a number of this
same group argued for ‘gender sensitive language’ in the drawing up of
the 1995 Constitution. This principle document now uses ‘he’ and ‘she’,
‘woman ‘and ‘man’ as the case warrants. Why did they do this? Language
they argued, is patriarchal in nature. It is socially constructed and
it reflects societal, cultural norms. Quite right too. And by the same
token I say that any language that refers to the essence of womanhood,
the vagina (by that I mean, that which distinguishes a woman from a man)
in ways that are derogatory should be questioned and challenged. Not protected
and defended.
And then there are the ‘Pastor’ Sempas of this world. With them, one should
waste as little energy as possible. So I will not bother much, except
to say, that someone from police please enforce the ban and throw this
man in jail. He has been reading at will, the very excerpts from the play
that were banned by the Media Council for all and sundry to hear. And
boy does this man shout! ‘The bandit is enjoying this!’ laughed members
of the cast as we listened to him read the script on the radio a few days
after the play had been banned (He actually reads quite well). But here’s
the thing. This man has had the opportunity to read the book from cover
to cover. And having done so, he has arrived at his own conclusions about
the play. Fair enough. But what he then seeks to do is to deny others
the same opportunity to make up their own minds, by calling for the play’s
ban.
Well this is after all in keeping with the tradition in the wave of charismatic
churches that is sweeping this nation. Any man (for they are usually men)
who can shout beyond a certain decibel, can set up a ‘church’. And in
this so called church he is free to preach what he chooses in the name
of God. Many a wealthy lifestyle by our ‘Pastors’ has been funded from
the proceeds of the congregation’s sweat. ‘Bring no coins here!’ they
shout. ‘God only wants notes!’ They expect absolute obedience from their
followers. They tell the congregation what to think, do and say – some
even whom to marry. They have killed their congregations in Kanungu, and
have hoodwinked women into believing they are carrying miracle babies
in Kenya. They hold night vigils for ‘healing’ and ‘curing’ the sick of
HIV/AIDS to exorcisms. The term ‘Born Again’ becomes the new mantra and
license to engage in some of the most iniquitous and scandalous behaviour
imaginable. But no matter. If people choose to go to these churches, I
do not have the right to stop them. I recognise, and respect their right
to do it. That they do not extend me the same right to watch the Vagina
Monologues is neither here nor there. One of us has to be principled.
Incidentally someone called up on one of the TV stations to ask the ‘good
Pastor’ Sempa, why his church is littered with used condoms every time
he has night prayers. I have never seen anyone look as pitiful as did
this man. Actually for a moment he looked like a frightened mouse. But
only for a moment. For this man is nothing but a slick performer if you
like that sort of thing. Quickly he regrouped and hid behind a barrage
of slanderous attacks on Isis-Women’s International Cross Cultural Exchange
(a co host of the VDay Campaign in Uganda). This is a very morally upright
man of God after all.
I regret very much the government’s handling of this play. But I also
know that you cannot keep a social movement down, certainly not through
actions such as these. Those in power forget very quickly that the generation
of ideas, their examination, debate and dialogue are the hallmarks of
a democratic society. Drunk with power, they use the long arm of the state
to silence people in ways that are so transparently unfair and unjust
(and incidentally very highly immoral). And they plant a seed that germinates
quietly underground. You cannot suppress ideas, just because they upset
your sense of propriety. And then to lean on the apparatus of the state
to do this is so outrageous and in the long term highly damaging. Leaders
who pander for cheap popularity at the expense of principled governance,
lose very quickly, the respect even of their most ardent supporters. For
intrinsically, deep in the recess of their sub consciousness echoes that
tiny but persistent voice: Today, it has been the turn of so and so. Tomorrow,
might it be me? Don’t take my word for it. Let us examine our histories
very carefully.
The positive side to all this, is that this play and the issues it is
trying to raise has reached a wider audience than would ever have been
possible had the state not interfered in the way it did. ‘You mean these
ministers and all have banned the play? Ahh then there must be something
good in it for women!’ Radio stations, email list serves, arguments, counter
arguments, discussions in living rooms, on matatus, in the market place,
with parents, children, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles, it is everywhere.
Young people have been exposed (as it were) to the hypocrisy of the older
generation. They have watched as scoundrels, wastrels, wife batterers,
runaway dads, swindlers, idlers, extortionists and playboys have formed
a most unholy alliance with men of the cloth to see this play banned.
And they have watched in utter disbelief, those in the women’s movement,
who have joined this band of merry men. It is the pedagogy of the oppressed,
we try to explain. Oh no it is not, say they. It is downright dishonesty,
opportunism and immorality.
But all that is by the by. The play is banned and that is all that matters
now. Or is it?
* Sarah Mukasa is Programmes Manager for the East and Horn of Africa
at Akina Mama wa Afrika
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