Why We’re Not Dead

'199 - Danger sign' photo (c) 2010, Marlon Bunday - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! We certainly did, and I thought, during this downtime, that I might rerun some older columns that I’ve never put on this blog. So here’s one from late 2004, which I still like.

As I look at my daughters and contemplate the arrival of the New Year, I can’t help but thinking, I’m glad we’re not dead!

It’s actually quite surprising. Think of all those things that you did as a child that you would never, in a million years, allow your child to do. Our own parents and grandparents, for instance, weren’t aware of the need to bleach countertops to prevent infection, and so spent blissful lives thinking about such mundane things as “I hope that fireplace doesn’t burn our all-wood house down.” They had petty concerns compared to the lists of things we must be constantly vigilant about.

The Christmas holidays have just passed, which reminds me of a “new” danger. We use stuffing to actually stuff a turkey. Think of all those potential germs! According to the powers that be in Health Canada, we are supposed to cook the stuffing in a separate container, and hope that just by being in the same oven as the bird, the stuffing will acquire taste through osmosis. By the time our kids are adults, they will consider us cavepeople for trying to make our food tasty.

Until that time, though, we can sit in judgement over our own stone-age parents. Our mothers, for instance, when doing up our coats, used to tie up our hoods, despite the obvious risk of strangulation. Our parents painted our houses with lead paint. They installed inefficient furnaces but didn’t bother to invent carbon monoxide monitors. They took us swimming at local beaches, thinking they were “building memories”, but ignoring that “building bacteria count” from the raw waste companies dumped in the water. And they didn’t always supervise us.

'Pond Hockey 0005' photo (c) 2009, Robert Taylor - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

When my father-in-law was younger, his mother would pack him a lunch, pour him a thermos full of hot chocolate and watch him head out to a nearby lake to play hockey all day with the neighbourhood boys. Even the youngest would be gone for upwards of eight hours, without adults to prevent body checking, investigate the thickness of the ice, or watch for suspicious strangers. Of course, any pervert who propositioned a stick-wielding boy who could play hockey all day in sub-zero temperatures probably would have had a death wish, but we modern-day parents would still never dream of leaving our youngsters alone.

But forget about protecting our innocence; what about our heads? Those boys on the ice had no helmets. Come to think of it, my generation didn’t even wear bicycle helmets. We did wear seat belts, though our own parents didn’t. People drove after they were drinking—even while they were drinking! And when you came home from the hospital, chances are you sat in the car on your mother’s lap. No car seat for you! It’s a miracle that we lived long enough to even become parents.

When we were children we weren’t afraid to eat peanut butter (now there’s one safety hazard that is demonstrably getting worse). We slept on our stomachs when we were babies, because our mothers hadn’t hurt of SIDS. We had no antibacterial soap. Yet all the energy that goes in to all the new safety measures, let alone the emotional energy that is spent every time we hear a new health warning, is disproportionate to the risks. Today’s children are safer than any other generation in history, but you wouldn’t necessarily know that by reading all the “news bulletins” in the parenting magazines. This isn’t to say bad things can’t happen; only that it’s far less likely that they will.

As parents it’s easy to become obsessed with all the possible things that can hurt our kids. These concerns, though, are largely luxuries. We can only worry about preservatives once we have surplus food to preserve. We can only worry about strings around hoods, which have caused 17 deaths in the United States since 1985, when vaccines have virtually eliminated measles, a disease that until relatively recently killed over 500 children a year. That’s not to say we shouldn’t try to keep our kids safe. But let’s relax a little. If current trends continue, chances are we’ll live to see many, many more new years. Even if I do keep stuffing my turkey.

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Winter Survival Skills: Do You Know What to do if You Fall Through The Ice?

Because I’m in the middle of writing “The Good Girls’ Guide to Great Sex” for Zondervan, I don’t have quite the time to blog as I used to. So I’m going to try to publish on Thursdays weird or interesting links I find!

Today I just have to show you these two videos by hypothermia expert Gordon Giesbrecht. I think he’s mildly insane. Basically, he lets himself fall through the ice to show you what to do. He’s a professor from Manitoba, and obviously an outdoorsman, but there were so many things in this first video I never knew that I made my whole family watch it.

For those of you who don’t live where there’s winter, excuse me while I feel a little jealousy. But for those of us who do, it’s amazing how much of this common sense stuff we didn’t know. Watch the video. It’s long, but it’s mesmerizing:

Basically, in a nutshell:

1. In the first one-three minutes your body will go into cold shock and you will start to hyperventilate. Don’t try to get out of the ice at this point; simply focus on staying up and not drowning.

2. Once your breathing slows, you can now attempt to get out of the ice.

3. Exit by the way you came in, because you know that ice was strong enough to hold you before.

4. Don’t lift yourself up. Kick so that your body is horizontal, and then just shimmy along the ice.

The second video shows what to do if you are now alone, in the middle of nowhere, and you’re wet and have to wait for someone to rescue you. Again, very interesting, but I’m unlikely to be in this situation since we don’t really snowmobile. But it is neat to watch:

I’ve always tried to teach my girls all the safety mechanisms I can, and this is one of them. I put them in swimming lessons at a very young age, and my oldest is now just about a qualified lifeguard (she can’t totally qualify until she’s 16). We do regular fire drills. But this is one I hadn’t thought of, and we do ski and live around a ton of rivers. So it’s good to know!

And even if you don’t live around ice, watch these videos. This guy is awesome.

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More Thoughts on Helping Girls Stay Safe

A while ago I wrote a blog post on how parents can help their girls reduce the risk of sexual assault. I was careful to say that we could never entirely eliminate it; but that we should do what we can to help our girls be aware of their surroundings, act responsibly and cautiously, and hopefully stay a little safer!

I really tried to state that I do not blame women for sexual assault. But just because they are not to blame does not mean that we can’t take preventative action. Here’s part of what I wrote:

I always wondered, “why would a girl go to a house where there are a bunch of buys and drink that much in the first place?” Does that mean that it’s her fault if she is raped? Again, no. But just because it’s not your fault doesn’t mean it’s not dangerous. God won’t hold you responsible for what someone else does to you, but that’s no reason not to raise our girls to be smart.

We’re spending so much time trying to ram it into boys’ heads that if they force sex on a girl who is drunk, or high, or hasn’t explicitly said yes that it’s rape, but we’ve stopped telling girls that you shouldn’t go to a boy’s apartment alone, you shouldn’t consume alcohol in a guy’s place, you shouldn’t walk home in the dark alone, you shouldn’t accept a ride from someone you barely know (and often even from someone you do know).

I know this is a sensitive subject, because I know many have been assaulted and there was absolutely nothing you could have done. That is the nature of the crime. But if there are steps that can reduce the risk, should we not take them?

That’s the issue that I was trying to raise, but unfortunately I still raised some qualms of some readers. One commenter said this:

Although i believe modesty is a good idea for many reasons, it has no place in the rape discussion. Modest girls get raped.Immodest girls get raped. The problem with the idea that modest clothes will reduce your chances of getting raped is that it assumes that Rape is primarily a sexual act. It is not; it’s a violent act. It’s about control, not Lust. If a rapist just wanted sexual gratification he could easily enough find a willing participant…but instead he chooses to violate and control an unwilling one.
Which brings me to my second point: While all these things are good things to teach our daughters (and i will certainly be teaching my daughters to try to stay safe) they don’t actually reduce sexual assaults. At best, these things will insure that it’s somebody else’s daughter who gets raped.
In your article “actions have consequences” you gave a couple examples of women that were assaulted and suggested that this was a consequence of their actions. I hope you will reconsider that point of view and consider an apology to those reading who may have been hurt by it. Women who have been sexually assaulted are already experiencing a great deal of hurt and the community (especially the christian community) should be able to support and help them without criticizing them when they are most vulnerable.

I have a lot to say on this, and I’ll probably make it into two long blog posts. I’m going to address the modesty issue in another post, because it’s an issue of itself. But let me start with part of this. The big issue that this woman raises is that, even though it’s good to teach our girls about safety, the fact is that if we say that certain things can reduce rape, we’re really blaming the victim. (Read my column on Actions have consequences here for examples of stupid things women did).

First, I am not blaming women at all. There is this misconception that says that if we say that we can reduce the risk, we are therefore blaming people if they do get raped. I think that’s faulty logic.

Look at it this way. If your goal is to reduce rape, and by lecturing boys and men you could reduce it by 5%, and by changing women’s behaviour you could reduce it by another 10%, is it not still worth trying to change women’s behaviour, even if it doesn’t reduce the risk entirely? If we can’t reduce the risk completely, should we not still be be talking about changing girls’ behaviour? After all, if changing behaviour is effective (and I think staying away from drunken parties does make you safer), then isn’t that worth teaching our daughters?

I am less likely to die in an automobile accident than many. I wear my seatbelt always. I obey the rules. I do not drink and drive at all. But I can’t eliminate the risk, because others could hit me, or I could hit bad weather. Should I thus throw my hands up in despair and say, “I guess there’s no point in wearing my seatbelt, since I can’t eliminate the risk”? That would be insane. We do what we can, accepting the fact that it will never be completely enough. But it is something. And I think that something is worth doing.

Here’s another thought: The rate of rape in a society goes down when women have more protection. In the Middle Ages, for instance, rape was endemic. Men faced few consequences if they raped, and rich men had incredible power over poor women. Roads were deserted and dangerous places. Sexual assault was extremely common.

Similarly, sexual assault is very common in some countries today, like Kenya, where I have travelled extensively. When girls have no protection from family members, and hte law is unlikely to help, they are vulnerable.

In contrast, sexual assault is less common here than it was in history or in other places. I am not saying it does not occur; only that it does not occur as frequently. Why? Part of it is that men had more opportunity in the past, and have more opportunity in other places. I think doing what we can to decrease the opportunity, then, seems like a worthwhile goal. And let’s point out that even in our society, those in the most vulnerable sector are also more likely to be raped. Prostitutes, for example, are commonly raped. Children of single mothers are more likely to be assaulted than children of two married, biological parents. Having protection matters.

So we should do what we can to make sure that our daughters have protection. We should meet the men they’re with. We should let them know of our presence (and especially our husband’s presence, if my readers are married). We should teach our girls how the laws, and how to phone the police. They should be knowledgeable so that they give the impression, “mess with me and you’ll pay.”

The commenter suggested, though, that if we do this, it will simply be other people’s daughters that are raped. I’m unsure what she wants the alternative to be. Is it better if all girls have an equal chance? Is equality what we’re looking for? I think a parent’s main job is to protect his or her children. A mom was put on this earth to look after her offspring. Teaching our girls to be protected from rape is part of that.

But let’s look at this historical analogy again. If the commenter is saying that by teaching our girls to be safe, some other girl will just be raped, then she is perhaps arguing that rape is a constant; that if a rapist doesn’t rape our daughter, he’s likely to rape another.

That’s not true. If it were, rape rates would be even across history and across cultures. But they’re not. They’re extremely divergent, meaning that what influences rape is both culture and opportunity. If we limit the opportunity, we limit rape. It’s not like someone will try to rape your daughter, but if he fails he’ll turn to another. It’s that people tend to take advantage of opportunities. Few rapes are planned out ahead of time. The ones that are tend to be stranger rapes and kidnappings, and those likely will occur to someone else if they don’t occur to your daughter. But those are the vast exception, not the rule. Most rapes are acquaintance rapes. They’re assaults of opportunity. Take away the opportunity, and you decrease rape.

And if we start a campaign to educate our girls on how to act, how to avoid alcohol, how to avoid certain types of parties, how to avoid giving off certain messages, then we will also change the culture. Let’s make it cool to be safe. Let’s make it uncool to take risks. Do this, and we don’t just affect our daughters; we affect other people’s daughters, too. I don’t just tell my daughters to be safe; I talk to their friends about it. I talk to my nieces about it. I talk to our youth group about what’s safe and what’s not. It’s about protecting them and changing the culture.

Finally, let me tackle the point she made that rape is about power, not about sex. I have a Master’s degree in Sociology. I heard this backwards and forwards. In our academic community, everything boils down to power. Rape is about power. Sex is about power. And it all started from Marx, who boiled everything down to power, which he defined as controlling the means of production.

Why is this important? Because modern ideologies that stress power above all else do so for a purpose: they are substituting power and victimhood for good and bad. Instead of talking about sin and evil, they talk about oppressor and oppressed. Marxism at its core is atheistic. Hence, it had to get rid of morality, and it did so by talking about power rather than about right and wrong.

Feminism has done the same thing, and hence we hear over and over again that rape is about power. Men rape even though they can find willing participants. But is this true? Personally, I think rape is a combination of lust and power or pride. It’s that urge to control that is endemic to human evil, the root of pride–that I am what matters. But it is also about lust. Most rapes, when they occur, are in highly sexualized situations, usually with alcohol involved. They are not men trying to wield power over another as much as they are men out of control. Certainly some men do rape with power as the main goal; they seek to humiliate their victims. Who in Canada, for instance, can forget our notorious Paul Bernardo, who still gives me nightmares? But too often we believe that the Paul Bernardos are the face of rape, rather than the university coed who our daughter is dating, who likes beer just a little too much. Most rapists will not grab girls off the street; most won’t even rape in normal situations. But get them alone, with a girl, with alcohol and lots of music, or after some heavy petting in the car, and an evil persona emerges. It’s lust, too.

Another post on modesty is coming up, but let me leave it at this. I know many of you reading this have been sexually assaulted. I know you are scarred. I talk to women all the time who have had these horrible wounds in their lives. And you, of all people, know how awful it is. You, of all people, want this to stop happening. So do I. I don’t want my daughters hurt, or their friends, or anyone I know. But I know I can’t prevent all rapes. Sometimes those that seem the most innocent end up being the ones to turn on us. All too often we are betrayed by those who should protect us. But at the same time, frequently women are assaulted after putting themselves in difficult positions. If we can teach women not to put themselves in those positions, we can potentially save many from the pain that all too many of you have been through. My goal is not to blame you; the blame lies solely at the hands of the men who do this. But that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t take precautions. And that is all I’m trying to get moms to teach their daughters to do.

Any follow up thoughts? I’ll post more on modesty later!

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