I really enjoy reading Joanna Russ's feminist essays (and her prose!), but this anthology was a disappointment. The intro was promising, and I loved her personal essay "Not for Years but for Decades" about her journey to lesbianism (five stars for that alone), and she offered interesting thoughts on the active/passive destructive dynamics of "magic mommas" and "trembling sisters" in the women's movement, but then: all the defense of S&M and pornography. I get where she's coming from, and her intentions are clearly good, but her arguments aren't convincing in the slightest! Russ completely underestimates the strength (and consequences) of the pro-S&M movement — and pornography. For example, she approaches porn as a habit of a minority of men, a habit that could be replaced by having actual sex. She brings up statistics to show that porn use has not gone up and neither has sexual violence. Looking at the debate from 2016, it's obvious that everything the anti-porn camp warned about has come to fruition and, in the process, contributed to the decimation of feminism as a political force. So no, I'm not swayed to support the "perverts" over the "Puritans" (her words). Not at all. There's also an interesting essay about Kirk/Spock and the beginnings of female-driven slash culture, if you're into that. (It was never my thing.) She offers a well thought-out exploration of what women get out of M/M fan fiction. It's an analysis I've read before, but I suspect her piece was the original source.
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"[I am] absolutely certain that men's insistence on women's 'attractiveness' and sexual availability has nothing to do with either carnality or aesthetics. For one thing, 'attractiveness' in women changes too fast and too often (this decade's fashion is next decade's hilarity) to have any deep connection with male instinct. Moreover, men make it clear that the way unadorned women actually smell, feel, and look (which surely arouses lust in conditions of actual copulation) is exactly what is not acceptable otherwise. What is demanded is that you 'make something of yourself. Sometimes this means being artificially thin or girdled and sometimes it means being artificially fat and padded, but it always means being unnatural and uncomfortable. What it also always means is giving off signals of the availability of your energies, time, emotions, and resources to men, that is, your loyalty to the patriarchal order." (p. 13)
"There is immense social pressure in our culture to imagine a Lesbian as someone who never under any circumstances feels any attraction to any man, in fantasy or otherwise. The popular model of homosexuality is simply the heterosexual institution reversed [...] This idea of what a Lesbian is is a wonderful way of preventing anyone from ever becoming one; and when we adopt it, we're simply doing the culture's dirty work for it. There are no 'real' Lesbians—which is exactly what I heard for years, there are only neurotics, impostors, crazy virgins, and repressed heterosexuals. You aren't a Lesbian. You can't be a Lesbian. There aren't any Lesbians." (p. 29)
"I knew that I did not really want to sleep with men. But that was sick. I did want to sleep with men—but only in my head and only under very specialized circumstances." (p. 37)
"[T]he choices presented to me and my friends were: 1) Marry so you can have sex in safety, and thereby prove your inferiority and vulnerability, 2) stay celibate and go crazy (it was an article of faith then that all spinsters were 'sexually repressed' and therefore diseased, 3) have sex outside of marriage and die of an illegal abortion, or 4) become a Lesbian—a state so unthinkable and unspeakable, so utterly absent from anyone's view of reality that it probably didn't exist—but was, of course, unutterably criminal, insane, and destructive at the same time." (p. 103)