What’s wrong with being sexy? Oh, sexIST.
22 September 2010
Ladies: you must let men do whatever they like to you, otherwise like the entire public will want to hurt you. Or at least that’s the message from the Inés Sainz case last week. A 9-year veteran reporter and an on-camera sports reporter with Mexico’s TV Azteca, Sainz appeared on the sidelines of the NY Jets’ football practice with two of her camera crew. She’s awesome-looking, so those scamps! insisted on throwing passes near Sainz so they could catch it in her vicinity and get a better look at her. After the game, during the 30-minute period when both male and female reporters are allowed into the locker room, she was subjected to an onslaught of catcalls from the players so loud she had to cover her ears. Another reporter present filed a grievance with the Association for Women in Sports Media (AWSM) that was addressed immediately by the NFL, which found after an investigation that “she was never bumped, touched, brushed against, or otherwise subjected to any physical contact by any player or coach.” Because unless one of these guys touches you, you’re not allowed to feel threatened.
Here’s the upshot: The NFL sent a memo to all 32 teams reminding them to treat women in a professional manner. What a bitch! Don’t you totally hate getting memos?
Except that’s not all: Sainz has been called a bitch and a tease in every possible way. News stories about the incident invariably feature unrelated photos of Sainz wearing low-cut dresses and bikinis. Here’s a typical account of the incident:
“Sainz, who has previously appeared in several magazines wearing just a bikini, defended her appearance at the Jets practice session, insisting she dressed modestly, and posting a photo on Twitter to back up her claims.
‘Jeans and a white button-up blouse [are] in no way inappropriate,’ she tweeted.”
Golly, I wonder how most readers will interpret that: If I can find a photo of her in a sexy bikini, she must be a slut who wants this kind of attention from men. Actually, I don’t have to wonder how they’ll interpret it, because their interpretations flew fast and furious and invariably made the same point:
“You play with fire, you get burned.”
“Boys will be boys (especially jocks!!) and this chick is only doing this for attention and she is loving it!! Soak it up lady cuz when your looks run out, you will be nothing!!”
What’s a girl to do? With the public breathing fire, Sainz not only backed off from her initial complaints, but attacked the AWSM for launching a grievance. Of course she did. Would she still have a job if she actually stood up for herself? Hey everybody, Sainz is on board now — let’s go blame the feminists for this incident! (No kidding: she now says the hasty action by the AWSM set back the women’s rights movement by “at least 50 years.” Which is actually a pretty confusing claim, but I’m sure it guarantees that Sainz won’t be shunned by athletes.)
Which brings me back to my headline, from “This is Spïnal Täp,” in which the band’s manager tries to defend the cover on their new album, “Sniff the Glove,” from an irate woman. “You put a greased naked woman on all fours with a dog collar around her neck, and a leash, and a man’s arm extended out to her, holding onto the leash, and pushing a black glove in her face to sniff it. You don’t find that offensive? You don’t find that sexist?” He responds: “This is 1982, Bobbi, c’mon!” while the dim-witted band members express confusion. “What’s wrong with being sexy?”
This is 1982, man. You must let men do whatever they like to you, otherwise we will hurt you.