Photo by Elena Markova |
Musings (Alanna LeClair)
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Radical (SumBlog12)
Typically, there have been three defined stages for societies to go through. First, there is pre-modernity. Pre-modernity is an agrarian society, one that is close knit and dependent on one another. Second is modernity, where tasks are specialized. Finally,post-moderninty is a society completely dependent on technology and not on other people. Anthony Giddens was the first sociologist to look at our society and decide we were neither in modernity, or post-modernity, as was the belief at the time. Instead, he made his own category: radical modernity. Giddens studied society and saw characteristics that were symbolic of both modernity and post-modernity. He defined radical modernity as a middle ground between the two. He felt that modern society could not cleanly be placed in either category, so he made his own. Giddens thought that our society today displays both displacement, or isolation, but also people have the ability to form close relationships. Along with that, there is intimacy and closeness, but also impersonality, or distance between people. Some people have expertise in certain skills, but there is re-appropriation, or division of labor, as well. Finally, there is a sense of privatism and individuality. This is balanced by communal engagement. These concepts are the difference between modernity and post-modernity. Giddens saw glimpses of both and categorized it as radical modernity. Since there was no way for Giddens to clearly see society as modern or post-modern, he placed it in the middle. He criticized modernity as too simple and post-modernity as being too far advanced as to where we currently are as a society.
This picture by Elena Markova reminded me of the transition between modernity and post-modernity. The connections between people are slipping away and being lost. The hands are neither completely together or completely apart, which is symbolic of our society being neither completely in modernity or post-modernity. It is still in transition, much like the hands in the picture.
Friday, November 22, 2013
Going Native (SumBlog11)
The only way to truly understand a culture is to get immersed in it. It is easy to make outside judgements on a group based off of what we simply observe, but that's not necessarily fair. To truly understand what is happening in a group, we need to get on the inside and get involved. Dorothy Smith stood behind this idea completely. Through her standpoint theory, she argued that it is impossible for a person to be completely objective and think that they are not connected in any way to the people they're studying. We will always have an innate human bond with people, and it's important that we recognize that and take advantage of that. We are able to discover society from within, and rediscover it from within time and again. This type of sociology is in-depth and intensive. However, it is possible that someone gets too involved in their research, to the point where they become part of the group. This is called "going native".
For six years, Patti Adler immersed herself into a community of Southern California wholesale illicit drug dealers. She got into the community and got to know several of the dealers on a personal level. Through her work, she was able to get a better understanding of the drug world and how it worked. She then wrote the book "Wheeling and Dealing" about her experiences and the people that she met. It can be a hard kind of research to do, because falling into "going native" is easier than one would think. But Patti Adler was able to do this research and report on it, and not get lost in the community.It's a fascinating look into a world unknown to most of us. Without getting immersed into that community, her research wouldn't have been as in depth or complete.
For six years, Patti Adler immersed herself into a community of Southern California wholesale illicit drug dealers. She got into the community and got to know several of the dealers on a personal level. Through her work, she was able to get a better understanding of the drug world and how it worked. She then wrote the book "Wheeling and Dealing" about her experiences and the people that she met. It can be a hard kind of research to do, because falling into "going native" is easier than one would think. But Patti Adler was able to do this research and report on it, and not get lost in the community.It's a fascinating look into a world unknown to most of us. Without getting immersed into that community, her research wouldn't have been as in depth or complete.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Symbols (SumBlog10)
The New Pointer Mascot |
Signs and symbols surround us. Each person identifies with certain groups in society. People outside of that group might not necessarily understand the meaning behind it, but for the people in the group, the symbol can be unifying and bring pride to the community. For example, the UW-Stevens Point Campus shares pride in the Pointer Dog mascot. Seeing the Pointer all over campus unites the buildings and the students, as we all identify with what it means to the campus. Though he has gone through an image change within the past few years, Stevie Pointer still represents the community of the student body at UWSP.
The Old Stevie Pointer Mascot |
It's interesting to consider how a symbol unites a group, because some, like the image of a Pointer are not necessarily tangible. It's the idea of a group, time, or place that is uniting, and a single picture can bring back so much meaning for a person. The UWSP culture is shared among thousands of people, and seeing that picture in itself is unifying.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
All the World's a Stage (SumBlog9)
If a status and a role do not match up, we often feel conflicted about it. It feels uncomfortable, awkward, or strange. We expect certain things from people, and when they step outside of that, something feels amiss. Often, when we see someone in a context that we don't expect them to be, you might not even recognize them. I remember when I was a kid, I thought that my teachers lived at school. I could only visualize them as a teacher, and not in any other role. It was a bizarre experience to see a teacher in another role besides teacher.
This video clip from Mean Girls displays this. The three kids in the video aren't sure how to react when they see their teacher outside of school. The role that they see her in as teacher is breached and they're not sure how to react. They are visibly uncomfortable and aren't sure what to say to her. It is easy to see Goffman's work in everyday life, even to something as simple as Mean Girls.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Strangers (SumBlog8)
Humans love to categorize, organize, and make sense of chaos. This plays out into our interactions with other people. Georg Simmel constructed the idea of "the stranger". This concept is fascinating, and is based off of two different variables: the distance and origin of the person. This stranger is close to a group in proximity, as a part of the group. However, they are not close in a relational sense with the rest of the group. Secondly, the origin describes where the person is from. The stranger is not originally a part of the group they are currently a part of. Since the stranger can be considered an outsider, they are able to be objective and free, not biased or tied-down.
In his work, Simmel is assuming that the stranger is accepted into the new group. Though they are different and not close to everyone in the group, they are accepted as a unique facet in an already established group. This isn't necessarily always the case. What happens when the stranger is not accepted? A case I thought of during this discussion were Chinese immigrants to America. Immigrants from China were forced and exploited into doing hard labor. They were close in proximity to other American workers, but not relationally. Their origin was obviously different, as they had just entered the United States. However, unlike Simmel's theory of the stranger, these Chinese immigrants were not accepted into the group. In the 1800s, several Chinese Exclusion Acts were passed, ceasing Chinese immigration into the States and placing limitations on Chinese immigrants who were already working in the country. These immigrants were prejudiced against and were worked to the bone. Though they could possibly be objective to others in the US, they certainly were not free.
Simmel had a fascinating idea when he theorized the stranger. However, I feel like he did not look at all sides of the situation when he assumed that all strangers would be accepted into the group, despite their differences.
In his work, Simmel is assuming that the stranger is accepted into the new group. Though they are different and not close to everyone in the group, they are accepted as a unique facet in an already established group. This isn't necessarily always the case. What happens when the stranger is not accepted? A case I thought of during this discussion were Chinese immigrants to America. Immigrants from China were forced and exploited into doing hard labor. They were close in proximity to other American workers, but not relationally. Their origin was obviously different, as they had just entered the United States. However, unlike Simmel's theory of the stranger, these Chinese immigrants were not accepted into the group. In the 1800s, several Chinese Exclusion Acts were passed, ceasing Chinese immigration into the States and placing limitations on Chinese immigrants who were already working in the country. These immigrants were prejudiced against and were worked to the bone. Though they could possibly be objective to others in the US, they certainly were not free.
Several Chinese Immigrant students. |
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Self and Identity (SumBlog7)
Dan Mountford |
There comes a time in everyone's life when they need to decide who they are, and who they want to become. W.E.B. DuBois's concepts of double consciousness and the veil were fascinating to me. Looking at someone, you can't always tell what cultures influence them, or what thoughts they're experiencing. I think this picture by Dan Mountford exemplifies that. You can look at the girl in the picture, and see her silhouette, but if you take a closer look, you can see that she isn't exactly what she seems to be. We can't tell what people are experiencing unless we take a closer look, or decide to get close enough to look through their eyes.
People are a product of their culture. The experiences that everyone has are heavily influenced by the culture in which they were raised. It becomes necessary for us to remove ourselves from the situation, and try to conceptualize what the other person is feeling. W.E.B. DuBois felt this double consciousness when he was just a boy, playing with his classmates. He was raised in the same culture as them, yet he felt different. He was torn between between being African American and American. He felt these two identities deep within, because he grew up with both cultures. Couldn't the two coexist? The judgement we feel from others because of our differences can sometimes be explained by the culture in which a person was raised. Sometimes, people really just don't know any better. Ethnocentrism can creep in and cause prejudice and hate.
Like the picture by Dan Mountford, each of us has many different levels and layers. Everyone has multiple different cultures that they've grown up in based off of family, race, school, or even friendships. It is unfair to judge someone off of first impressions or assumptions, because we really never know what is lying in the layers underneath the surface unless we dig in and get to know them.
Friday, October 18, 2013
Inequalities (SumBlog6)
My child,
We were walking, as we like to do sometimes. You were taking in the world, eyes wide and full of wonder. As we walked, we passed a busy street, filled with kids playing. As we drew nearer, we saw a group of kids making fun of another boy. They were yelling mean things, racial slurs, making fun of him because of the color of his skin. They pushed him down, and he fell to the earth, crying. You knew this was not right. You let go of my hand and ran to the boy. You picked up his glasses from the dust and wiped the boy's tear stained cheeks. My heart swelled with pride as you squeezed his hand reassuringly and told the boy that you would be his friend, no matter what. The smile on his face was too beautiful for words, radiating hope and joy. I saw a glimpse of your heart that day, and your love for others. And when we walked away that afternoon, I could tell you were thinking, your little brow furrowed in concentration. You looked up at me with those eyes and asked why some people are so mean to others.
How can one answer a question like that? Racial prejudice runs deep but I also believe it is taught. Your young mind hasn't experienced the hatred that can cripple someone's soul. Your innocent heart can't imagine hating someone simply for the color of their skin. Your small hands can't help but rush to those who need help. That is you. Untouched by hate and the inequality that causes us to ask: why? Why do people hate simply because of skin, or gender, or differences?
My wish for you, my child, is that your kindness remains the same. I know that the world can be a cold place and you will encounter people that may hate you. I pray that hate never becomes a value in your heart. Through the years, people may leave cruel marks on your beautiful heart with their remarks, looks, and laughs. But I hope you remember that you have value. Not because of who you are, or who you will become, simply because you are. You exist. You are you. You have a heart and a soul and a spirit. This is important for you to remember. But, it is equally important to remember this of others as well.You, that little boy, every single person in the world, all have value because you are human beings with thoughts, feelings, and dreams. I can't fully explain to you why people hate others based simply off what the eye can see, or labels they've created. But I can tell you that hearts like yours will change the world.
Love,
Mom
We were walking, as we like to do sometimes. You were taking in the world, eyes wide and full of wonder. As we walked, we passed a busy street, filled with kids playing. As we drew nearer, we saw a group of kids making fun of another boy. They were yelling mean things, racial slurs, making fun of him because of the color of his skin. They pushed him down, and he fell to the earth, crying. You knew this was not right. You let go of my hand and ran to the boy. You picked up his glasses from the dust and wiped the boy's tear stained cheeks. My heart swelled with pride as you squeezed his hand reassuringly and told the boy that you would be his friend, no matter what. The smile on his face was too beautiful for words, radiating hope and joy. I saw a glimpse of your heart that day, and your love for others. And when we walked away that afternoon, I could tell you were thinking, your little brow furrowed in concentration. You looked up at me with those eyes and asked why some people are so mean to others.
How can one answer a question like that? Racial prejudice runs deep but I also believe it is taught. Your young mind hasn't experienced the hatred that can cripple someone's soul. Your innocent heart can't imagine hating someone simply for the color of their skin. Your small hands can't help but rush to those who need help. That is you. Untouched by hate and the inequality that causes us to ask: why? Why do people hate simply because of skin, or gender, or differences?
My wish for you, my child, is that your kindness remains the same. I know that the world can be a cold place and you will encounter people that may hate you. I pray that hate never becomes a value in your heart. Through the years, people may leave cruel marks on your beautiful heart with their remarks, looks, and laughs. But I hope you remember that you have value. Not because of who you are, or who you will become, simply because you are. You exist. You are you. You have a heart and a soul and a spirit. This is important for you to remember. But, it is equally important to remember this of others as well.You, that little boy, every single person in the world, all have value because you are human beings with thoughts, feelings, and dreams. I can't fully explain to you why people hate others based simply off what the eye can see, or labels they've created. But I can tell you that hearts like yours will change the world.
Love,
Mom
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