- Tenured Radical returns to the U.S. from her travels and mulls over the question, “How Should Graduate Schools Respond to the Bad Job Market,” and gets accused of and blamed for all sorts of crimes she never committed and things she never said. (So does Historiann, in the comments!) Yeah–because Tenured Radical has never, ever offered any helpful advice or a sympathetic ear (or shoulder) to graduate students negotiating the job market. What a horrible, horrible person!
- Katherine Franke at Feminist Law Professors, in “Marriage Equality: The Old Fashioned Version” schools us on what’s wrong with feminism today: “Among the things that drives me to the highest levels of frustration when I consider the state of feminism today is the way in which women, particularly mothers and wives, have given up on men. Not so long ago we had a rich, systemic and unrelenting critique of the ways in which fathers and husbands felt little or no obligation to do domestic work – whether it be taking care of kids, maintaining the household – even clearing the table – or other “reproductive” work. The fact that men felt entitled to and received a free pass when it came to this work received a thorough working over by those who cared about dismantling the second class status of women.” Continue reading
We’ve been pretty serious here all week long, so I thought I’d lighten this place up a bit with a blast from the past, the Cosco kids’ booster seat. Ever since my post last summer on the lost dangers of mid- to late twentieth century American childhood, I’ve been wanting to show you kids born after 1980 or so what a “booster seat” used to look like. It wasn’t so much about safety–after all, we just had lap belts on the bench seats in my parents’ cars in the 1960s and 70s. (Five-point harness–ha! Kids in my day used to roll around–and off–of the back ledge, sunning themselves through the rear window.) These seats were more about making car rides more tolerable for children, because they were “boosted” up high enough to see out of the windows. This little number was perfect for car rides–the lap belt slid through the armholes, and you were ready to roll.
My parents still have the seat my brother and I used as toddlers–I meant to take a picture of it while we were visiting over Christmas break. Continue reading
Historiann friend and commenter Rad Readr passed along this obituary for Mary Daly, which puts her academic career and struggles at Boston College front and center. I’ve been thinking a lot about Daly and the remarkably brave stands she took in her career as a feminist theologian at a Jesuit college, especially as a feminist who although not Catholic has taught at two different Catholic universities in my (still relatively brief) career.
As this article suggests, women at Catholic institutions still struggle for tenure and to make their mark on these schools. The linked article reports that at DePaul University this year, seven out of 33 tenure applicants were denied, and of those seven, five were women, including (for example) a women’s studies professor who was asked by the tenure review board how many men enrolled in her classes. This is eerily significant, especially since Daly’s “retirement” was precipiated by a final showdown with BC over her policy of refusing to admit male students to her classes. (H/t to Fannie of Fannie’s Room for sending the DePaul article on to me.) The gender breakdown is pretty stark when you look at who was tenured at DePaul: 16 of 18 male applicants were successful (88.9%), whereas only 10 out of 15 women applicants won tenure (or 66.7%).
I haven’t written about my experiences at Catholic universities before, because my research right now focuses on a Catholic religieuse in the eighteenth century, and I’m loathe to give voice to anything that might be interpreted as breathing life into anti-Catholic stereotypes, especially since I’m not a Catholic myself. Part of my first book and recently published work is an exploration of English and Anglo-American anti-Catholicism in the eighteenth century, which was not just rhetorically vicious but sometimes literally murderous. I’ve come to really admire the early modern version of the institution because of the different roles and opportunities it preserved for women in Catholic countries. Also, I think the traditionally protestant and male-centered Anglophone history of education has systematically left out the vital importance of Ursulines and other Catholic women religious in the history of the education of girls and women–but I digress.
Because I’ve taught at two different Catholic institutions of higher education for a total of 5 years–although neither of them were Jesuit, they were founded by or closely associated with men’s religious orders (Paulists and Marianists)–Daly’s struggles at BC resonate with me, and I wonder if they resonate with some of you who were or currently are affiliated with Catholic schools. Continue reading
Dear Readers: I was contacted a few days after Christmas by commenter Lance Manyon*, a colleague of the late Don Belton, an Assistant Professor in the English Department at Indiana University who was murdered in his home on December 27. Lance was, in his words, a “friendly colleague” of Professor Belton’s, and spent Christmas Eve with him at a party. Today, he offers some thoughts about Professor Belton’s life, and the ways in which both small-town gossip and media narratives have distorted the memory of this funny, smart, and above all complicated man after his murder. Like many of Professor Belton’s friends and colleagues, Lance is left with the “cognitively unimaginable” fact of the murder, trying to make sense of the many different versions of the story and what they suggest about the deeper town/gown divisions in his college town and in the wider world.
*”Lance Manyon” is a pseudonym for a person on the faculty in the humanities at IU.
Our Holiday Murder, by Lance Manyon
Two days after Christmas, Don Belton, an Indiana University Assistant Professor of English, was murdered in his kitchen. More precisely, he was stabbed five times in the back and several times in the stomach and the chest. Belton was a small, black, gay man with a wicked sense of humor, and could easily have been a character in a Wallace Thurman novel. He was a renowned novelist and scholar of the HIV/AIDS experience. He was gentle, thoughtful, and sweet: when he arrived in Bloomington two years ago, he asked one program secretary for a campus map, and then offered to pay her back for it. For now, his murder is a cognitively unmanageable fixture of our day-to-day. For the foreseeable future, it will force us to think carefully about the intersection of race, class, and sex in our college town. Continue reading
Classy Claude has returned from the American Historical Association’s annual conference in San Diego to the wintry climate were he currently resides. Classes begin tomorrow for Claude–alas, what lessons did the professor learn at the 2010 AHA? You might be surprised!
I have now returned from San Diego – and leaving was somewhat painful, I have to say. The weather was just about perfect, and the sad truth was that anyone leaving San Diego today was clearly going somewhere where it would not be.
I don’t have oodles to report because, in true AHA fashion, I didn’t actually go to all that many sessions – only one yesterday, and it was my own, and none today. (I did not see the John D’Emilio talk discussed in the comments yesterday, but I, too, heard that it was fantastic.) I did, however, attend the anti-Manchester rally yesterday right outside the Hyatt. The protest was scheduled yesterday for two reasons: it was the two-year anniversary of the day that Doug Manchester made the donation that enabled people to begin the signature drive, which put Proposition 8 on the ballot in the first place. His involvement was even more insidious and instrumental than I had thought! Secondly, the AHA is among the few major organizations not to honor the boycott. So, I went to the protest in solidarity with the anti-Manchester, anti-Hyatt, anti-Prop 8 gang.
The protest, which was supported by many different organizations, was a joint venture of both queer and labor organizers and it was – some grandstanding aside – pretty wonderful to see the kind of cross-class, multiracial support that was in evidence. Fired Latina Boston Hyatt housekeepers roused the crowd talking about Hyatt hotels’ nasty labor practices and a racially diverse crowd of queer activists talked about their support for labor, and then labor talked about the fact that there was no real equality for them or for anyone at all until all people were treated with justice. There’s nothing like a common enemy to unite disparate groups. Be still my leftist heart! Continue reading
Similar view at dusk, at left.
And finally: lest we forget, San Diego is a big military town. Anchors aweigh!
I’ll post Classy Claude’s second report as soon as it comes across the teletype machine. (Claude’s kind of a retro guy.) Don’t miss C. Vann Winchell’s reporting on this year’s “still sleepy AHA,” as ze calls it.
Once again, Historiann’s better-traveled and more in-the-loop friend Classy Claude is at the American Historical Association’s annual meeting, and has volunteered to report back what he’s seen and heard. Here, he updates us on the Doug Manchester/Hyatt boycott, a prominent American women’s history panel, and who puts on the best free reception. Try not to hate him because he’s in San Diego–hate him because he’s beautiful, and employed!
Greetings from sunny San Diego! My view of San Diego Bay from the 17th floor of the Hilton gives some idea of just how lovely and temperate it is here right now (see the photo on the right, by Claude himself.) And the Hilton conveniently provides running maps to cover various distances along the promenade. Historiann, you would love it!
I have no actual idea of the numbers at this year’s AHA, but I can’t help but think that it’s down from recent years. Not one of the panels I have attended so far, for instance, has had its full component of scheduled speakers. Reasons for these absences are manifold. First, the abysmal job market: if there are fewer interviewers and interviewees (the main purpose here for most), then fewer attendees. Second, getting to San Diego is expensive for most North Americans. Combine that with the fact that many colleges and universities have slashed travel budgets and it becomes prohibitively expensive for many. Third, there are the Midwestern storms that certainly have delayed some people’s arrival and may well have stranded them altogether. And fourth, the gay and labor boycott of the Manchester Grand Hyatt (led by UNITE HERE and Equality California, but with many other organizational supporters) seems to have led some gay would-be attendees to cancel as well.
As many of Historiann’s readers know, before the 2009 meeting it came to the attention of some AHA members that the owner of the Hyatt, Doug Manchester, had given about 100K to the successful Proposition 8 campaign (to ban same-sex marriage in California). Continue reading