Life as an Extreme Sport

Oh hello irony, nice to see you

For various reasons, I’m re-reading this post, from six very long years ago. This part, in particular, has me in that “am I laughing or crying” zone:

The idea of codes and oaths, and the idea of good being unbreakably linked to excellence is an interesting idea; that you cannot parse them individually. A good surgeon is a surgeon who does not remove the wrong organs. To then take this goodness and link to ethics, though, I wonder? Can you be ethical if you’re bad at it? Well, can’t you be ethical, but incompetent? To have the good intent, but the bad skill?

Oh. Oh the fucking painful irony.

Thoughts on Gender and the Philly Geek Awards

I’m lounging in bed this morning, not so much hungover as sleep-deprived, and I’m trying to figure out how to put last night in to words. It’s a bit of a sorry state for a writer, but I have a good excuse: I was exposed to one of those things you always hear about but never think really exist, and then coming face-to-face with it rearranges your reality enough that you just have to stop.

What unicorn did I run in to? Philadelphia Geeks.

I mean, sure, I’d heard here and there that Philly had a vibrant geek community. There certainly seemed to be a lot of space for techies and co-work places and the like. And I’d seen some glimpses of the potential when I went to Mega-Bad Movie Night at the Academy of Natural Sciences.

But still. You know how it goes, right? You hear about great possibilities and then they don’t really live up to it. Or, worse – they’re misogynistic. And what with everything that recently happened with ReaderCon and Scalzi having to explain how not to be a creep, and the general continuing argument/debate over misogyny in geek/gaming communities (see, the internet, always), you can’t really blame a girl for being apprehensive – especially when a lot of the promotion for the geek scene comes from mostly a bunch of guys.

Well, they’re mostly a bunch of guys I owe a giant mea culpa and apology to. Tim, Eric and the rest of the Geekadelphia crew put together an amazing event: The Philadelphia Geek Awards. Last night was the second year of the awards, a black tie event held at the Academy of Natural Sciences, and it does just what it sounds like: celebrates the local geeks.

Except it did so much more than that.

Geek of the Year Tristin Hightower. See the full gallery of pictures at this link.
Take a look at the nominees for hacker of the year. Stephanie Alarcon and Georgia Gutherie. Both women. The nominees for the Philly geek of the year? All women. And the rest of the nominees were healthily represented by not only women but Not Just White Dudes! (Which I admit I’m not going to focus on, but holy diversity! That was amazing – especially at the after party! In my PNW geek experience, you find the geeks by looking for the pasty group. At National Mechanics, you identified the geeks because they were dressed to the nines!)

Sure, you think – in categories where only women are nominated, clearly a woman will win. But look who took Local Annual Event of the Year: Women in Tech! To screams and ovations!

The scientist of the year, Dr. Youngmoo Kim, bragged about his wife having multiple degrees and just how sexy it was that she was smart. Female presenters got up and proudly declared they were scientists and engineers. It was actually rare to see an award on stage without a woman as a part of the team – and it was clear that the women weren’t tokens.

I know, I know. I’m gushing. But, geeky women – tell me, honestly. When’s the last time you were out at a bar and guys approached you asking what flavor of geek you were, and then wanted to talk about that? Sure, I got oogled – and I did a lot of oogling myself, because damn, Philly’s geeks (male and female) clean up nice! But I had conversations. I just want to emphasize this: I had conversations! In a bar! About Doctor Who and medicine and science and stem cells and MakerBots and Firefly and Joss Whedon and comic books and philosophy, all while drinking and dancing and – it was just a bar of geeks who wanted to be geeks!

If you don’t know how rare that is, you’re so lucky.

And I am so lucky to have seen that this kind of world can and does exist in Philadelphia. So thank you, Eric and Tim and Jill and everyone else involved in making last night happen, and for the many folks I talked to, drank with, and had an after-after party with, for making a bit more room for one more geeky girl.

A Teacher Wouldn’t Be Fired for Being a Companion

Sex work, I have written, defines the people who do it like no other occupation. Associated with deviance, drug use, mental illness and disease, to be labelled a “prostitute” is to be cast as the lowest of the low. No matter the realities of our experiences, we are thought of as victims and as inherently damaged, either before or as a result of our profession. Worst of all, once a sex worker, always a whore.
-Melissa Petro, Jezebel

And that, right there, in a few simple sentences, sums up the point and power of Inara in the Firefly ‘verse. For all you may disagree with aspects of sex work represented, this comment (and the entire article) highlight just what it was Inara was supposed to flip around. Rather than be the lowest of the low – an attitude still embraced in some parts of the ‘verse and clearly exemplified in Mal – as a whole, Companions were on the top of the social class system a pyramid. (And, in fact, with Nandi, you get to see how Companions themselves maintain social and class structure.)

Inara was not a victim. She didn’t need rescuing, from her choices or her career. There was no societal stigma to her profession, and she certainly would not have been fired from a teaching position for having previously been a Companion.

When Programs Implode — Penn State & Personal Experience

The NCAA announced numerous sanctions against Penn State this morning; a large fine, the vacating of wins, a reduction in scholarships, removal from Bowl games. The Big Ten quickly followed with matching sanctions (since Penn State will be ineligible to compete in post-season games they will not receive championship revenues), and of course, everyone is still waiting to see what the Department of Justice and the Department of Education is going to do (but it’s safe to say that Penn State is looking at further sanctions).

The thing that impressed me about the NCAA decision is how it was designed to affect the university and the utterly broken, sports-focused culture that allowed the Sandusky abuse to continue for so long; the culture that said it was better to cover-up, for the school’s sake, than to actually report a child predator. Yes, these sanctions will affect the student athletes — but minimally. The NCAA clearly forbids Penn State from taking money from other athletics programs, so a smaller team like women’s field hockey shouldn’t be affected by the sanctions. Likewise, anyone directly affected by the football-focused punishments have several options. All the football players are being allowed to transfer to other schools, if they wish, without losing eligibility to play this year. Yes, the timing sucks and school starts soon — but the option is there, and already, players who signed intent letters have dropped them and are clearly going elsewhere. And the option exists for all football players, not just incoming students. Likewise, football players are allowed to keep their athletic scholarships even if they choose to no longer play.

The NCAA went out of their way to make sure that sanctions didn’t include something that would directly and negatively impact individual players, like the death penalty would have. Yes, the NCAA did adopt a scorched earth, nuke from orbit policy — but it’s aimed directly at the malignant football-as-god culture of Penn State, and that’s specifically what they aim to dismantle.

I am sympathetic to the students who are caught up in this. They chose Penn State based on reputation, on the idea that they would be going to a school where they’d be working with the best in their field, and they’d be learning from the best, with opportunities that they couldn’t have anywhere else. Anyone who has read my blog for a while, or who otherwise knows me, knows just how much I understand this motivation — it’s precisely how I made my graduate school decision back in 2006. But unlike the Penn State players, I didn’t have a governing body going out of its way to protect me in 2008; it doesn’t take a degree in rocket science to poke around and see what happened to me (or the long-term fallout). So yes, I understand — I probably understand what those Penn State students are going through more than anyone who hasn’t been on a team slapped with NCAA sanctions.

But because I understand, I see, clearly, just how far Emmert and the NCAA executive committee went to do their best to protect any student affected by the sanctions, with the understanding that the students are not to be faulted for making a school choice based on the information they had at the time. Yes, it sucks — there’s no other word for it — that students are going to be affected by the sanctions that the NCAA and Big Ten are levying against Penn State. But there is also no way to directly enforce sanctions, especially sanctions designed to function as a corrective to an out-of-control problem, without having some affect on the students.

It could be so much worse. They could be out of scholarships, out of school, told with almost no time left before the academic year begins that they are on their own and there’s no help out there for them. They’re not. Yes, it’s going to be an uncomfortable couple of weeks as players make their decisions, and it will be hard for anyone who chooses to stay — but this is one of those life lesson moments. People above you fuck up. People in organizations make mistakes, and unfortunately it does trickle down and affect everyone in an organization. It happens in business all the time — see Enron, see the multiple bank scandals of the last few years, see Wall Street. And when you’re a low level peon in an organization where the folks up top fuck up, whether or not you’re a graduate student or a football player or a secretary or even security guard, you’re going to see the effect in your own life and you’re going to have to figure out how to roll with the punches.

It’s life, and it’s living, and it’s a horrible lesson to have to learn when you think you’re in a protected sphere. But there’s a net for the Penn State players, and they’ll have a chance to at least land on their feet, thanks to the consideration of Emmert and the NCAA. A lot of people, myself included, weren’t given such a luxury.