NinjaPenguin sent in an amazing link on men asking women to smile more. Quotes from the post:
So here’s the take-home lesson, ladeez. Smile and dress nice and act like a lady – and you will be considered to be a silly, thoughtless, insignificant girl. Don’t smile and dress for comfort and you will be considered to be a ball-busting, man-hating lesbian bull-dyke – or, possibly, Ozzy Ozbourne. You will be called a trope, or a caricature feminist, or a reverse sexist, or a slut, or frigid. You will be said to have fucked too much, or in need of a good fucking, or your problem will lie in the fact that no one wants to fuck you, in which case you need a good fucking but are unlikely to get one. But no matter who you are, and what is wrong with you – because, mark my words, something is ALWAYS wrong with you – there will always be some damn asshat around the corner just waiting to cheerfully insist that you smile, smile, smile!
What I found really interesting about the idea of obligatory smiling is how often I experience it in the context of street harassment – after my husband deployed in July, I couldn’t step outside my apartment without some “helpful” gent suggesting that I smile… because obviously my personal turmoil is less important than my role as a scene-setter in someone else’s glorious summer-time promenade. Perhaps next time I’ll remember to color coordinate with the flowers and brownstones, so that it is truly a perfect day. After all, women aren’t allowed to be the main character in their own stories — me, walking around, thinking my own thoughts and doing my own thing… well, it’s like a prop suddenly realizing that a film about the adventures of Wilhelmina the Light Bulb could be absolutely fascinating. It’s SILLY, it is, and that light bulb? She needs to be reminded that she’s a prop, that her story’s about being the bright light in someone else’s day.
More seriously, though, it’s scary for me when someone tells me to smile. It’s a command, generally from a stranger, and is an attempt to reduce me to an object. It’s also an attempt to force a literally primal kind of submission – primates give an appeasing smile when backing down from a dominant group member, to demonstrate that they are afraid. Plus, this kind of heckling can escalate very quickly.The scariest time actually happened to me a few weeks ago: I was kneeling down to tie my shoes, and this guy leaned out the bus window to take a picture of me. He said, “Smile, big tits!” And then laughed, grinning back at me, like he must’ve just made my day. I called the police, since taking that kind of voyeurism is illegal in the US… but as you’ll see from some of the links I’m including, something being illegal doesn’t mean it’s not acceptable. Being female-bodied means that you cannot assume any reasonable or enforceable expectation of privacy, regardless of whether we’re talking emotions (“Smile! It can’t be THAT bad!”) or physical (“We can’t let women make their own decisions about their bodies!!”) or visual (“If she didn’t want her picture taken, she shouldn’t have gone outside!!!!”). Because sexual harassment like this falls on a spectrum of behaviors where women’s bodies are objectified, Hollaback engages in so many types of activist work not centered on street harassment.
BUT SERIOUSLY, FOLKS, the real victims here are poor straight men, who can’t tell hot chicks they want to bang them. :eyeroll:
Thoughts? Any good come-backs for when someone tells you to smile?


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Yes, this. I used to get this at work *all the time*, and this explanation makes *so much sense*. Although I still want a good comeback.
Unwisely(Quote) (Reply)
Oh yes, I do believe I’ve visited Manboobz site and enjoyed it quite a bit, however DUE TO THE COMMENTS YOU’VE WARNED ABOUT I usually find myself frothing with rage at all the MRA trolls on there, and since I can’t log in to comment unless I’ve got like, a Blogger or FaceBook account (I think) I can’t verbally assault them and thereby make myself feel better.
I guess I’m a sadist, ‘cuz I usually try at least SKIMMING through the comments section at GMP/Hugo’s blog in hopes of finding at least a GLIMMER of goodness (after all, the comments section here and at Shakesville is what I most look forward to reading) but some MRA guy using violent imagery/rhetoric (ie “knock those princesses off their pedestals and cut them down to size”) in a Hugo-written article about how men can help their daughters not get warped by beauty pageant/princess culture just made me positively SEETHE.
Also, in that first thread on Hugo’s blog about street harassment, some MRA named Tamen had the AUDACITY to reprimand me for calling being leered at “eye-rape” (angry!Casey sucks at typing tactfully) and telling me “I THINK THAT IS HYPERBOLIC AND TRIVIALIZES RAPE” and the thing that made me the most mad was that he was COMPLETELY RIGHT! It DOES trivialize rape and I, as a woman who has suffered street harassment but is privileged/lucky enough to have not been ACTUALLY raped (at least not yet) shouldn’t say such a thing, but the fact that he’s an MRA just made me want to tell him to fuck off, yanno?
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
Hmmm…my dog died recently and I’m still pretty bummed about it…I wonder how much mileage I could get out of using that as an excuse?
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
Whoops, I think I meant “masochist”.
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
I *HATE* this “smile!” thing, for all the reasons outlined so eloquently above. When I lived in the United States, especially during my early twenties, I got it on average once a week. I used to be extremely unassertive, and would give a sickly half-smile and hate myself for the rest of the day. But the day I went back to work after my mother died, some a**hat told me to “SMILE!” as I walked past him in the street, and, instead of my usual, I snapped. I whirled around, clenched my fists, froze my face in a frightening rictus, fixed him with a death glare, and snarled, “MAKE ME!” in a Darth Vader-esque voice (the voice just kind of came out–it wasn’t planned). He blanched and recoiled. This made me so happy that I not only smiled but laughed, and said “Thanks! It worked!” and went on my way. I snuck one last look at him over my shoulder and he was still standing there, bewildered, scratching his head.
I’m not going to pretend that this is a solution to this pervasive and disgusting problem, but it was SO satisfying that time.
Anka(Quote) (Reply)
PRINCE ZUKO. You’re awesome just for that simile =D
Raeka(Quote) (Reply)
Speaking of prince Zuko, this entry has made me wonder if some of the comments about Mai’s “man face” in fandom might just be her lack of smiling. Flat affect as a masculine trait? (because I really never got what fandom meant by that, except that she stands in the way of their Zutara, but why that insult?)
Attackfish(Quote) (Reply)
http://nobodyscores.loosenutstudio.com/index.php?id=183 is a cute comment about responding to a command (Smile!) with a command.
Lindsey(Quote) (Reply)
Emphasis mine.
The thing is, when you are saying gender issues should be taught to and concerted efforts should be made to educate people on the failings of the heteropatriarchy and its destructive effects, the implication is that while systemic patterns perpetuate flawed cultural beliefs, men functioning within those patterns of abuse (to treat a person as a commodity, to be ordered to behave in a manner more desirable to the commander, as one would order a dog, is abuse) are somehow excluded from or at very least non-participants in or are unaware of “gender studies” (???), which would stop street harassers from behaving in a way they, as you said, know is wrong, because they would then know why they are wrong. This further suggests that in order to eliminate these patterns, education and influence must come from people living outside of those patterns, which, largely, would mean those existing outside of the “norms” of the heteropatriarchy, i.e. women (cis-, trans-, or otherwise queer) and non-heteronormative men.
That’s why Maria said,
when you claimed you were being accused of apologism (which is something you brought up in the first place). Making excuses is a different behavior than apologizing.
Besides which, when you say there should be further education on gender studies and gender relations for boys and men (which I agree with for girls and women as well, though that’s neither here nor there), but then mention that catcallers “know that they are being jerks” (which is a learned behavior, and a big reason why there is such an emphasis on teaching children right from wrong and the application of thinly veiled morality plays as children’s entertainment), one wonders where blame (or at least, responsibility for the empathy training in these boys/men) rests at the point of conflict in these boys’/men’s lives when they have to make the decision between treating women as they themselves would want to be treated (i.e. as people) vs. cultural standards for how men are meant to treat women (at minimum as an alien Other, and in many cases, also inferior).
I do think this issue has spiraled a bit, though. Regarding your initial comment, I do understand what you were trying to say about catcalling as “stupid-not-evil” regarding catcallers’ intent in their behavior, however, intent is largely irrelevant when discussing consequences of action– action is material, and intent is immaterial, and largely unspoken. Someone being harassed is not responsible to infer the intent of the person harassing them, nor are they responsible for the gender relations re-education of the harasser. I wouldn’t go so far as to call cultural standards of dominance and ownership “evil” because I don’t like to use that word when referring to real life– there are shades of gray, after all– but it’s definitely not benign, just as hipsters in headdresses aren’t benign because they may not understand the cultural significance of what they’re doing, nor are kids calling each other “retard” or “faggot” as an insult, nor is slut shaming rape survivors (as in the recent case of a gang rape of a pre-teen girl), nor is… etc. etc. These things obviously aren’t necessarily the same amount of “evilness,” but they all function via individuals within a flawed society that “know that they are being jerks” when they make their own choices in their own lives.
Just my 2c.
Gena(Quote) (Reply)
I worked at a skeevy motel once upon a time. Service industry – you’re supposed to smile, right? Well, when I did that the skeeviest skeeves who ever skeeved would then camp out at the front desk for HOURS, because clearly I was smiling at them for a reason other than, y’know, doing my job. But, anyway, I learned early on in that position to pick and choose when I smiled.
sbg(Quote) (Reply)
I think I remember you talking about that in maybe…a Scrubs discussion thread? Didn’t a bunch of lamers try picking you up/asking you to go to bed with them? Or was that someone who worked in a FANCY hotel so all the skeeves thought if they bribed you, you’d do whatever they wanted?[/ick]
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
People say Mai has a man face? WTF! WTF is a “man face?” I don’t even know what that MEANS.
The Other Anne(Quote) (Reply)
I don’t get it either. Seriously. *facepalm*
Attackfish(Quote) (Reply)
Yep. I have found consistently that if you want to get asked out by men, work in customer service. Do reception, clerking, whatever. You’ll pull more than you’ve ever pulled in your life.
Of course, if you want to get asked out by quality men, this is precisely the wrong way to go about it. Truly nice guys get that you’re not in a position to show your true feelings, so they shouldn’t take your pleasantries personally.
Jennifer Kesler(Quote) (Reply)
It’s happened to me before with my old college flatmates, but until I read this comment I just wrote it off as an unusual experience. On reflection though, my relationship with them had a power dynamic to it (I’m thinking of Jennifer’s article on extroversion privilege over at WP). The weirdest thing about my experience was that my refusal to smile on their command once resulted in one of them tickling me, and then getting upset with me when that failed to cheer me up.
Finbarr Ryan(Quote) (Reply)
Whut. Tickling would do the exact opposite of cheering me up, and is totally inappropriate for most social situations.
sbg(Quote) (Reply)
If somebody violated my bodily autonomy (even if they’re doing something as “benign” as tickling) I wouldn’t cheer up either. >_<
Casey(Quote) (Reply)
Yeah, it had the opposite effect on me too. They tried to pressure me into apologising after I shoved him off me, because god knows invading somebody’s personal space in order to stop them from invading your personal space is criminal.
Finbarr Ryan(Quote) (Reply)
It was surprisingly difficult to explain that to them. :C
Finbarr Ryan(Quote) (Reply)
Man, with me it’s actually dangerous. Tickle me for more than a minute, I watert having an asthma attack.
Attackfish(Quote) (Reply)
I start having an asthma attack.
Attackfish(Quote) (Reply)
Oh dear. I learnt my lesson about comments sections the hard way.
A few years ago when I was relatively new to feminism and social justice, I used to frequent a blog where there was a large number of women commenting. It had nothing to do with feminism, it was just an ordinary sort of blog and the readers happened to be majorly women. This is important only because suddenly one day, it got overrun with horrible MRA trolls who, as you can imagine, spewed the most vile, misogynist crap all over the place and directly at the women commenters. Being a non-feminist space, the other people there assumed “good faith” and engaged with the trolls repeatedly. Oh, the massacre.
I was a very sporadic commenter but felt kinda protective of the place, so I suggested that maybe the blog owner could start moderating comments for a little while so that it didn’t turn into a fetid cesspool, and the MRA’s would atleast get bored and go away when they saw they weren’t getting attention. A few MRA’s then targeted ME with their crap (using female handles as a “disguise”, no less). That wasn’t the worst of it. The *rest of the place* descended on me too with your standard “nazi free speech killer!!!” rhetoric and personal insults.
I can’t even begin to tell you how horrible it was to experience that, especially because I was trying to HELP. For a long time I wondered what I did wrong that caused that to happen. Was I really rude and a Nazi for suggesting that? Luckily I eventually recovered and can laugh heartily about it now. But yeah, the whole thing drove home the point pretty clearly that sometimes, it is JUST not worth it. Even seemingly reasonable people can react in irrational and awful ways, and you have the right to take care of yourself and preserve your peace of mind.
And that’s my story!
Cinnabar(Quote) (Reply)
Me too.
SunlessNick(Quote) (Reply)
The hell with that shit. They should have been the ones apologising to you.
SunlessNick(Quote) (Reply)
If someone touches me and I don’t want them to, I hit them. I consider it quid pro quo – you touch me and I don’t like it, I touch you so you don’t like it.
Jennifer Kesler(Quote) (Reply)
People are really, deeply ignorant about what free speech and censorship are. Even in the US, you
–Can’t publicly suggest shooting the president (at the very least, the FBI would start monitoring you)
–Can’t yell FIRE to start a potentially lethal stampede in a crowd
–A public school can expel you for saying disruptive things, and your family’s/guardians’ tax dollars are paying for that, for goodness’ sake.
And that’s just in public, where everyone’s tax dollars are presumed to give their speech a sort of equality. In a privately owned space, such as someone’s home or someone’s WEBSITE (are y’all’s tax dollars funding the upkeep of my website? Didn’t think so), you’re limited even further. Jehovah’s Witnesses are not entitled to stand on your doorstep or in your living room for hours saying whatever they want – you can throw them out. Same with some old cracker spouting racist shit. Same with MRA’s.
You have absolutely NO freedom of speech in a privately owned space. Your freedom of speech is severely limited even in public spaces. What freedom of speech means is that you can say the US govt sucks and Bush was an assclown and you hate the CIA and you think abortion is murder without getting thrown in jail. That’s all! Get over it.
Jennifer Kesler(Quote) (Reply)
I’m convinced that any unmoderated space on the internet will, given enough time and commenters, turn into a wasteland of trolls.
If I was the mod or owner of the website Casey mentioned, and I saw that there was conflict between two clearly defined groups like that, I’d ask myself which group I wanted to hang around: the regular commenters who are capable of having decent conversation, or the new commenters who are only here to stir up trouble. Because the trolls will eventually drive away 95% of the decent people.
Sylvia Sybil(Quote) (Reply)
*Cinnabar, sorry.
Sylvia Sybil(Quote) (Reply)
Back when I was a cashier, I was working the register on a busy Saturday one of my male customers said to me, “Smile! It can’t be that bad.” Then I tell him, “Actually, I’m working under a lot of pain right now. My lunch break is over an hour late, my head is killing me, my feet hurt, I’ve got cramps, and I’ve still got 4 hours on the clock.”
His response: “Oh.”
Angel H.(Quote) (Reply)
I don’t know if anyone has linked to this, but there is a great illustration by krisatomic called “Chronic Bitchface” which is about just this topic: http://blog.krisatomic.com/?p=1617
“Why aren’t you smiling?” is one of the most insidious forms of sexual harassment, because it’s impossible to respond to this without being accused of “bitchiness”, because the asker is of course, “just being nice”. I have never witnessed a woman say this to a man.
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