This is a piece on fieldwork experience by a TISS alumnus who prefers to remain anonymous.
Having
worked for over a few years in the ever-so-booming “development” sector
(believe me, I have been the heavy-hearted bearer of the following fact
elucidated by one of my colleagues for too long now, I hereby lighten my heart
by divulging it: “Man! The next most promising sector in India, after ofcourse
the IT sector, is the DEVELOPMENT sector!”), I endeavor to present an array of
oh-so-subtle phenomena occurring consciously/mostly subconsciously among the
male entrants into the hallowed space:
i.
The
fear of one’s own silence: Needing to be party to
one of those intellectual discussions/talks/debates – by choice or by
circumstances – as part of our personal and professional development, i have
often sensed this gnawing restlessness in some of my male colleagues to not be tagged by some invisible
observer as the only one who didn't say a thing (and personally i don’t equate saying something with contributing something). This might lead
to disastrous effects, for instance, queries that are so convoluted and
seemingly never-ending that they lose their “question-effect”, statements that
bear no association with the point being discussed – as if just to mark one’s
presence in the forum OR sometimes (if you are really lucky, that is) even distasteful
exhibition of one’s artistic pursuits such as couplets and shers.
ii.
The
corner-of-the-eye-glance syndrome: In
really important meetings with the top-shots (the definition of which can
itself be very subjective) of the field beaming their presence, there is this innocuous
glance that is thrown by some of my male colleagues towards the chief
personality present - out of the corner of the eye - after almost every
sentence of one’s presentation/turn to speak – as if marking with one’s mental
recorder each and every twitch in the muscle of the concerned authority, considering
it as the reaction to one’s just expressed opinions.
iii.
The
forced personal example phenomena: This
is the most commonly and consistently observed occurring in most male
colleagues – even seniors at times. “You see, when I(bold and italics added
deliberately for the effect) did so-and-so. . . in so-and-so year. . .so-and-so
happened” - although enlightening is so
out of place and needless at times that one starts wondering what was the point
of so-and-so at such-and-such time.
iv.
The
nebulousness of the unknowable “other”: The
most amazing phenomena happens when a group of budding ‘developmentalists’
(yes, I coined that or so i believe) discussing passionately about PRA methods/such
likes and the most effective/participative medium of getting a wholesome idea
of the problems/issues of a village/urban slum – stare at each other in
complete silence when they hit the roadblock of “women’s issues” – as if these
issues are an unfathomable addendum to the main issue and not part of the main
issue itself. This is either quietly and, in a miraculous way, sometimes
unanimously brushed to the sidelines or delegated to lower field
officials/specially summoned female colleagues – as an afterthought.
v.
The
burden of the last word: Sometimes
meetings/discussions aimed at planning or pre-planning can extend beyond the
thinkable limit, what with “to this I would
like to add” and “one more addition to this is” as also “my experience in this
field says”, as if the clash of titans for Medusa’s head - that is in this case
the last word.
vi.
The
sealing-with-a-handshake delusion: Most
times I have noticed my male colleagues surreptitiously slipping out of
post-meeting/conference discussions to steal a word or even better a handshake
or sometimes just a glance of the “most influential” person according to them on
the panel, mostly for some imaginary future prospects.
(This
list, although inexhaustive, does sum up honest asides scribbled on my personal
FIELDNOTES – therefore the inspiration to share it on this particular forum). I
exclude some of the seasoned “man for a cause” activists from the purview of
these observations. And ofcourse the writer’s privilege of overgeneralization
cannot be shared by the reader who doesn't have a similar concession – since
exceptions always exist. But a trend is certainly observable.
Even
at the risk of sounding too simplistic, one of the plausible explanations for the
observed phenomena could be stereotypes. “Development” sector being considered
less defined, managerial or scientific
for most men’s comfort lead to it being touted as predominantly female dominated,
thereby pressurizing the male development workers to justify somehow their
rightful existence by culling out an “expert” stature for oneself or by
associating with the “right kind of” people.
This
in my opinion is also a classic Sonderkommandos(SK)
complex. Let me explain: since the German Nazi Party wanted to further the
stereotype of Jews being so lowly a race that they could bow to any level of
humiliation – even destroy themselves, they hatched the devilish plan to create
a ‘special squad’ of Jews – namely the Sonderkommandos
– who would be in-charge of running the various human crematoria hence leading
their fellow Jews to death. Propagators of the myth of a “useful stereotype” –
coined as the SK complex (by me ofcourse) – would say that such an enrollment would atleast gain
the ‘Special Squad’ Jews a few more extra days/months to live – disregarding
how hollow and torturous those few extra days might actually have been.
Some
argue – using the same SK complex – that the case of the “development” sector
stereotype could be one of those few “useful stereotypes” benefiting the
stereotyped – in this case the female development workers – again disregarding
how short-lived and hollow such benefits might be. I argue that a useful
stereotype is an oxymoron.
And
if you point out that what i have just presented might also be an exercise in
stereotyping, i would disagree and say that, instead, it is a value-neutral
effort at describing a fairly regular sociological phenomena as also an attempt
to understand the psychological root of it.
I have chosen to keep my name anonymous so that it doesn't by default give away
my gender identity, thereby making this post spiral into a verbal slugfest
between “o you biased ranting feminist” and “o me – the unknowing victim of a
patriarchal upbringing” – which would so often be the unfortunate fate of the Gender and Society classes of FC: Understanding Society. I would rather
maintain this ambiguity about my gender (because hey guys can be feminists too!)
to direct the discussions, if any, to the real point. Which is: that we “experts” who aim to objectively deal with the social conundrum are not divorced of the stereotypes
and norms that we so passionately seek to dissolve. If we do not acknowledge
and confront them upfront, at least at our own personal levels, we do injustice
to ourselves and our erudition.
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