First off, Happy New Year - I am honored to have the first post of 2010. I would like to premise this post with the following statement, that should probably not be obvious. I have basically wanted to write some book reviews since I joined the blog team, and am very excited to try my hand at it with this work. If I like how it comes out I will follow it up, and the reader would do well to consider this, itself, a follow-up of my last post. On to the post.
For those unfamiliar, in Norah Vincent dressed as a man and infiltrated various institutions of male, American society and followed up with a semi-intellectual reflection on her experiences. Vincent has an interesting perspective to offer, and consequently I have been trying to get my hands on this book for a while. Therefore it can go without saying how happy I am to finally get a chance to talk about it.
What is most interesting about this work is seeing where Vincent, as a queer woman, was interested in exploring within the world of men’s lives. Through this we get to see what it is she considers men, and what she chooses is kind of stereotypical: white, lower class men. She reaches this by exploring a men’s bowling league, strip clubs, a monastery, becoming a door-to-door salesman, and finally by infiltrating a “Men’s Group” self-help group. All-in-all, this is not too surprising, it is a pretty stereotypical image of men in various aspects, but also are aspects most men are curious about. I must say I would feel uncomfortable in all of these situations, at least a little bit, which really brings my problem with book.
The divide is not just between men and women, Vincent picked out too particular a grouping of men to explore for that to be the case. Although some of the points and discoveries Vincent makes within the book are extremely interesting gender differences, in a lot of cases they are the differences between a middle-class writer and general lower class men. Finding which two are at odds in the book can be difficult, and I personally feel I can only do it because I am a middle-class man. Therefore I know whatt I have in common with Vincent, and I know what I do not.
A lot of these issues could have become more clearly resolved for what they are if Vincent tried to enter similar groups as a woman. Certainly the point is that a few of these establishments would not take her as a woman, but that is still just a hypothesis. We only have her word, which is based on her sheltered life, heresy, or a layer of common sense. This book, although it outright claims to not be scientific, still participates in the tradition of scientific experimentation and therefore should be willing to take that to the most basic level - show us the control set. Without this sort of backdrop, a lot of the revelations are just too weak. There needs to be some sort of foundation in the real world, something experiential, or else the common point for the reader is just too small, if even existent.
That said, if this book was not as a interesting and stimulating a read as it was it would not be worth finding the time to criticize it. The actual experiences, the relationships, founded by Vincent in her disguise are compelling in how personal they are. The insights reached as an outsider to these groupings, regardless of who that outsider is, are always a joy, and certainly Vincent does not delve too far from her original purpose, to explore and expose a world to people that would otherwise not explore it. At times this process is humorous, or bitter and sweet and highly emotional or spiritual. At other times it brings about physical feelings of revulsion (here is looking at you, Sexuality chapter). When all is said and done, reading this book is a rewarding experience and I sincerely thank the author for providing it.