{"id":1043,"date":"2019-02-23T15:45:21","date_gmt":"2019-02-23T20:45:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/?p=1043"},"modified":"2019-02-23T15:45:21","modified_gmt":"2019-02-23T20:45:21","slug":"confronting-flaws-one-facebook-message-at-a-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/2019\/02\/23\/confronting-flaws-one-facebook-message-at-a-time\/","title":{"rendered":"Confronting Flaws One Facebook Message at a Time"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>By:\u00a0Marie Cantor<\/p>\n<p><span>In today\u2019s media, we have seen many realistic women enter our screens. Film and television production companies are finally seeing the value of creating three dimensional, complex female characters. Now, the flaws of these female characters are central to their behavior, which is quite different from the past where women were either seen as perfect or as victims. In this new era of media and female representation, we are beginning to accept women for their flaws. Women, just like everyone else, are humans, and are therefore flawed as well. \u00a0<\/span><span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>On December 19th, 2018, I confronted my middle school bully. And when I say \u201cconfront,\u201d I mean I wrote a lengthy message on<\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment1020\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment1020\" style=\"width: 236px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-1.png\" alt=\"Me in elementary. Done for an art project in the 8th grade\" width=\"236\" height=\"314\" class=\" wp-image-1020\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-1.png 350w, https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-1-225x300.png 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 236px) 100vw, 236px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment1020\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Me in elementary. Done for an art project in the 8th grade<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><span>Facebook. When I say \u201cbully,\u201d I mean a girl that loudly insulted me in my 8<sup>th\u00a0<\/sup>grade English class. It\u2019s not the most conventional bully story, but nonetheless, it affected me in more ways than just one.\u00a0<\/span><span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>Let me set the scene for you. I am 13 years old, wearing an ill-fitting t-shirt and low-rise jeans. My English class smells as if every adolescent drowned themselves in expired Axe body spray. When I stood up from my seat, \u201cSusan\u201d shouted an insult at me pertaining to my appearance. Looking back, I can almost justify the remark since I did take fashion advice from the early 2000s, despite the fact that it was 2012.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>The class grew quiet. All eyes were on me. I felt like a street performing monkey who had just failed the magic trick. From what I remember, I laughed awkwardly in order to appear as if I were in on the joke. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>Even though this might seem insignificant, this moment stuck with me. As the years passed, I grew more curious as to why Susan did this. We were never enemies, friends, or even frenemies. We barely knew each other. Of course, I can now attribute her anger to the awkward years of middle school, or maybe to the fact that she needed an outlet for that anger. But I wanted an answer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>So, I found her on Facebook and decided to send a message. I attempted to write the best message a person could write in this situation\u2014unaccusatory and understanding. I had immediate senders regret, but there was no turning back. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>A couple days pass and I get a response:<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Hey love, even though I may not remember I still want to apologize. That was very rude of me and I can only imagine how bad my comment made you feel I am very sorry. I hope you know that you were beautiful and talented and all that you do always believe in yourself and strive for your full potential.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span>That wasn\u2019t the response I had wanted. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>To be frank, I expected too much from the situation. I can\u2019t deny that her message was kind, but it was also safe. And safe in the way of disingenuousness. I realized that the message was in response to drama from 8 years prior, and that I shouldn\u2019t have been surprised that I didn\u2019t receive as satisfying of an answer as I had hoped for. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>I may never get a <em>why <\/em>from Susan, and that\u2019s perfectly fine. She doesn\u2019t owe me any explanation for something that was trivial middle school angst.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>I think what struck me was the overwhelming positive support I received by others on Facebook. No one questioned my morals. There were just blind compliments. The positive reinforcement, however nice it was, felt strange.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>It felt strange because I am not a perfect individual. I am flawed. I am not the airbrushed and groomed femme-fatal of cinema\u2019s past. I am not a victim. I, the bullied, was also a bully. I have been confronted by someone who I had bullied 10 years ago. Fortunately, we were able to talk, move past it, and build a strong friendship.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>One slogan used by many feminists is \u201cBabes Supporting Babes.\u201d To many people, it is used to support other women. And while I am wholeheartedly for female empowerment, this phrase is support at a surface level. Support should not mean blind reassurance of our<img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-2.png\" alt=\"Picture1\" width=\"233\" height=\"154\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-1021\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-2.png 406w, https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/files\/2019\/02\/Picture1-2-300x198.png 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 233px) 100vw, 233px\" \/> beauty and our talent, as Susan had told me. Support is accepting the flaws that are found within us and grabbing them by the throat. We must embrace our flaws through moments of self-conflict and self-reflection\u2013\u2013 like the urge to message a bully at 3am.\u00a0A babe supports another babe by challenging her to overcome the obstacles that society brings.<\/span><span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span>Women are taken advantage of when they are seen as perfect. Women should be seen as flawed individuals who have to prove themselves just as much as the next person. For decades, the image of the \u201cflawless women\u201d was an excuse to see her as inferior\u2013\u2013 \u201cThe flawless must be dumb.\u201d I want to be challenged as a whole being, even by my flaws. I find that empowering. We get enough of the superficial from the posters in corny teenage magazines. It\u2019s time for true support.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By:\u00a0Marie Cantor In today\u2019s media, we have seen many realistic women enter our screens. Film and television production companies are finally seeing the value of creating three dimensional, complex female characters. Now, the flaws of these female characters are central to their behavior, which is quite different from the past where women were either seen &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/2019\/02\/23\/confronting-flaws-one-facebook-message-at-a-time\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Confronting Flaws One Facebook Message at a Time<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7072,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[64,731,753,75,5],"tags":[749,638,764,763,762,136],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7072"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1043"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1044,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1043\/revisions\/1044"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1043"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1043"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1043"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}