This recent column of mine was published in the Claremont Courier days
before Claremont McKenna College’s Dean of Students, Mary Spellman, resigned
after students protested – complete with a hunger strike (albeit barely for 24
hours) - over the college not doing enough to make minority students, including
gay and transgender students, feel welcome and at home. The tipping point came when Ms. Spellman
said, in response to a essay in the student newspaper, that she would work to
serve those who “don’t fit the CMC mold.” Read this, and you’ll see that change
does happen but slowly and often with stops or steps back.
WOMEN
BRINGING CHANGE TO THE WORLD, CLAREMONT
Sonia Sotomayor wanted to get up close and personal.
“I wish we could be closer to the audience,” the U.S Supreme Court
Justice told Amanda Hollis-Brusky, assistant professor of politics at Pomona
College, as they began their conversation in Bridges Auditorium a couple weeks
ago. “It feels so far away up here.”
They did look quite isolated and small as they sat in their chairs on a
small area rug with a Pomona College banner as a backdrop among the potted
plants on the huge, otherwise empty stage.
It didn’t help that the orchestra pit separated them, like a mote, from
the huge audience that had gathered there.
Justice Sotomayor got her wish.
After Professor Hollis-Brusky engaged with her on several questions, the
Associate Justice, one of the most important, most influential people in the
nation, was “released to the people.” She excitedly explained from the stage
that she was doing something that her security people doubtlessly didn’t like,
and then there she was, walking among the audience, not unlike Phil
Donahue. Except that she was answering
questions.
The students and the questions they asked were pre-selected, so, yes, it
was all a bit scripted and without surprise (no ranting and embarrassing,
on-the-spot questions here). Nevertheless, there was something remarkable about
this most powerful official who makes decisions that impact all of our lives, walking
among us, shaking hands and touching shoulders, having her picture taken with
those asking questions, like a dear, kind aunt, as she answered questions with
patience and ease. She could have called
a student “mija,” and this would have been no surprise as Professor
Hollis-Brusky looked on in wonder.
Which was exactly the point. As
she writes about in her memoir, My Beloved World, she comes from a very
average background, which included everyday problems like poverty and diabetes. She also writes about how her life has been
far from average – one could say it has been extraordinary – with her being a
Hispanic woman from a poor neighborhood ending up on the highest court of the
land. It is important to her, no doubt, that she be seen as a person like any
of us. And that any of us can accomplish
great things.
Sometimes, more often than not, accomplishing great things means simply
doing one’s best, making the best of oneself, despite some or many ugly
odds. And this is even more evident in a
more intimate setting than the imposing Big Bridges, where it’s a bit easier to
get up close and personal.
Like the Athenaeum at Claremont McKenna College, which this Fall has
continued to feature women who get a lot done, making life better for
themselves and others, even though being told they can’t or shouldn’t. That they’re sharing their stories and being
cheered at what was once a men’s school, remembered if not still known as the
more conservative, jock college in Claremont, is all the more remarkable.
I’m not just talking about women like Nina Tandon and Kris Perry and
Sandy Stier. Ms. Tandon is one of those
rare women in a important, top role in science, as the CEO and co-founder of
EpiBone, the world’s first company growing living human bone for skeletal
reconstruction. The other two, Ms. Perry and Ms.
Stier, were plaintiffs, along with a gay couple, in the Proposition 8
case that wound up before the Supreme Court (a circle nicely coming to a close
here in Claremont with Judge Sotomayor’s visit just over a week later). It
could be argued that these women and their causes or paths are prestigious and
not so surprising features at the Athenaeum.
I’m talking about women who are doing surprising, radical, perhaps
uncomfortable work. These women are the
last to be expected to speak out at a formerly jock school and are doing
everything they can to work against such institutions and thinking.
One was Toshia Shaw, who not only runs W.I.N.G.S (Women Inspiring Noble
Girls Successfully) but grew up abused, a victim of human trafficking and
sexual slavery, like the women and girls the organization assists. She told her story, in very intimate and
harrowing graphic terms – quite up close and personal, indeed - of being
demeaned and harmed and repeatedly told that she was powerless and would come
to nothing. She talked about fighting
her way out of this nightmare and getting the inspiration and courage to help
others who find themselves in the same situation.
Speaking out and making a lot of noise, a lot of uncomfortable,
challenging noise, is what Olivia Gatwood and Megan Falley are all about. Performing as Speak Like a Girl, they
unloaded an hour of sharp-edged, R-rated (some may say X-rated) poetry and
rapping. It definitely wasn’t the usual,
after-dinner Athenaeum fare.
Ms. Gatwood and Ms. Falley didn’t hold back at all in reciting
their poems, alternating with one another and also doing so in tandem. Their in-your-face style mirrored their urgent,
passionate lines about being judged on looks, about wanting and forever trying
to be perfect or more perfect, about living in a culture in which rape is
accepted as normal, even okay. There was
at least as much humor, along with plenty of f-bombs, as there was outrage and
desperation.
Like I said, it wasn’t the standard after-dinner, Athenaeum fare, and
some might not see it, still, as the standard C.M.C fare. But sometimes it takes someone not being
standard – a Supreme Court judge answering questions while walking among the
audience, women telling stories and slamming about being raped and abused - to
open our eyes and maybe make things better.
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