Thursday, March 18, 2004

The Revolution will be cross-stitched 

by Kristine
Mat's suggestion of hanging the Manifesto on his wall instead of the Proclamation on the family reminded me of a favorite discussion topic of mine: obnoxious feminist sayings I would like to put in a counted cross-stitch sampler. Examples: "A clean house is a sign of a wasted life," "Feminism is the radical notion that women are people," or my favorite, from Franklin S. Richards on woman suffrage in Utah: "If the price of statehood is the disfranchisement of one half of the people...I am content to share with them the disabilities of territorial vassalage till the time shall come, as it will come in the providence of God, when all can stand side by side on the broad platform of human equality, of equal rights, and equal capacity." The reason for cross-stitching them, of course, would be to see how many months it would take one's visiting teacher to notice the horrific sentiments thus displayed.

There's a serious point beneath the humor (there always is with me; can't help it--I'm descended from a long line of depressive Swedish preachers), that we often form judgments of what is appropriately Mormon based on issues of style. One of the things I loved most about the summer seminar on women's history at BYU last year was how Claudia Bushman would come to gatherings with her needlepoint in hand. From time to time she would look up, smile, say something jaw-droppingly radical like, "maybe someday they'll have special wards just for single sisters," or "Mormon feminism is dead," and then go back to stitching. Half the time people, even quite conservative people, would just nod and go on with the discussion. When Aileen Clyde visited, we all noticed how she, every inch the picture of East Bench gentility could say things in her perfectly modulated church lady voice that NOBODY could possibly get away with saying. I could say things about why it's good for women to work outside the home that nobody else could say, because I am (for now, and for as long as I can stand it) a dumpy stay-at-home mom with three cute blond children.

So here are my questions for you self-proclaimed liberals: how much do you self-censor or adapt yourself to the prevailing styles of expression in order to fit in with your congregations? (especially those outside of Cambridge or Manhattan) Is this bad, or is it a useful way to check your prejudices and knock the sharp edges off of your opinions? What happens if you don't do it, or if you're not good at it?
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