Saturday, June 14, 2008

Gender and Acting Hot

The men in the comments are skeptical about whether women would really appreciate their trying to act hot, per the previous post. Paul Gowder contends that one thing keeping men from manifesting hotness is the "looks bar":
I think the looks bar for men being able to get away with that sort of thing is higher. [The Apostate stated that "t]his lawyer, if he hadn't been shortish and cute as a button would have come across as creepy with those lingering gazes and flirty affectations." (Women who aren't actively repulsive can act sexy without punishment.)
I noted that part of men's difficulty with acting hot-but-not-creepy may be a lack of role models. Women can pick up "acting hot" from the plethora of hypersexualized female images in our culture, but men have fewer models to work from and thus are more likely to fall into an uncanny valley of almost-suaveness.

marcus challenged the idea that women would actually be receptive to hot-acting men:
Men are pathetically responsive to any sign of sexual seductiveness and unlikely to pick holes in the performance. Whereas women are as selective in this area as they are in the rest of the mating game, and more likely to deliver a withering critique when there are problems in the execution.
I've heard enough men give withering critiques of women's sexual presentation to think that this is fairly common for both sexes. Women may also be so intrigued to see a rare hot-acting man that they may be less likely to criticize. (The relative lack of models may work to men's advantage here; women have far less well-formed ideas of the various forms of hot-acting men.)

Assume, however, that women do in fact react more negatively to average males' attempts to act hot than men do to average women's. Why is it okay for physically attractive men to work it but not okay for less handsome ones? Can plain women act sexy without negative reactions? Hmm.

An integral part of hotness, per The Apostate's post, is "when a man acknowledges his sex appeal and wears it proudly on his person, in every look and gesture and the way he moves, signaling that at any moment, he’s down for doing the dirty." This makes him someone the viewer would have sex with (henceforth "A-hot").

The reason why unattractive women are not deemed creepy for acting sexy is that sexual advances from ugly women are not threatening. The small but real potential for a sexual advance from an unattractive man to turn into a nonconsensual sexual encounter discomfits the recipient. (By definition, a sexual advance from an A-hot man, if it turned into an encounter, would be consensual and desired.)

If you are not Pierce Brosnan or a button-cute attorney in California, how do you embrace your A-hotness without social opprobrium? The best advice I can think of is to project a non-threatening, humanistic, demeanor. An advance from someone who obviously regards you as an equal, desires enthusiastic consent, and doesn't act entitled or take himself too seriously is much more likely to be taken in good cheer, no matter what the fellow looks like. One can make sexual advances without objectification.

I also don't know if I buy the idea that women can act sexy without punishment; women who flaunt their sexuality are taken less seriously, have their agency undermined (overtures perceived as blanket and irrevocable consent), and are stereotyped as sluts by more puritanical folk. Men can also be a bit more direct in their advances than women can without being perceived as crass or crude. If it's unseemly for women in general to be too direct about their sexual needs, it's even more socially frowned upon for ugly women to do so (the subtext being that if anyone wanted to be with ugly women, he would have come to them; their more forceful approach is just evidence of their pathetic solitude, etc.). Needless to say, this is bad.

* And men who love men, but I'm interested in the gender roles at work here.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Ewan and Colin know.

The Apostate, on sex appeal:
It’s not uncommon for me to look at a woman and go, “Oh my. She’s hot.” And for me, “hot” means fuck-worthy, not merely good looking (Lance calls it “oomph”). And I rarely see a man like that - and that’s not because there aren’t good looking men around. “Hot” — or “hawt” — is when a man acknowledges his sex appeal and wears it proudly on his person, in every look and gesture and the way he moves, signaling that at any moment, he’s down for doing the dirty. Many women - including me when I’m feeling it, more rarely now that I’m getting old and bitter - do it consciously or unconsciously. Men? Much less common. Very unusual, in fact.
I generally attribute this to the fact that most men don't try to look hot. Projection takes effort! Maybe guys have internalized the idea that male bodies are unattractive and rely on dominance-related methods of establishing themselves as sexual beings. You are sublime, guys! Tap that knowledge, and go forth in hotness.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Bwah!

Judge holds that having attorneys bill 15 hour days during trial “shows commendable industry but is nonetheless unreasonable.” (via)

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Northern European Mutt?

What am I supposed to say when asked about my ethnicity? I don't find "American" to be a satisfying response, freighted as it is with nativist connotations, but for those of us who cannot trace our origins to any single immigrant group and who keep few or no traditions associated with a particular "old country" culture, are we supposed to just respond with befuddled silence? That is itself problematic, in that it presumes a white-bread default state. I suppose I am mostly Scotch-Irish, although my stepfather's Japanese background was probably a more obvious influence when I was growing up than anything else.

Go Zittrain!

Tenure!

Precious moments

Crying at work = totally fine. At least if you're the CEO of Microsoft.

Probably my most terrible crying-at-work experience was when I locked myself out of my apartment on my second day of clerking with a sick cat, drove to work listening to a really ominous voicemail from my then-boyfriend, called him from the parking garage at eight-thirty in the morning so he could tell me that he cheated on me, and then cried in my car until I gave myself a nosebleed. Some people cry photogenically, but I swell and turn colors and generally look like a hot mess. To the eternal credit of my judge and fellow clerks, they didn't say anything, then or any of the other times over the next week or two that I had to take a little break to sob uncontrollably in the bathroom.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

Spurned!

The subtle flavors of the Double Chocolate Cupcakes with Ricotta, Bourbon, and Orange Zest and the Vanilla Bean Buttermilk Cake with Glazed Oranges were wasted on the folks at Steve's work picnic, who preferred gooey globs of chocolate and custard or cookies made of cake batter and funfetti.

Killed for the color of their skin

Could an albino from Tanzania obtain asylum? Albinism is not a race, although albinos could be considered a "social group." (via)

Friday, June 06, 2008

Squaring numbers is just like women.

Via Julian Sanchez, a funny little song about math. I was never a big Tom Leherer fan, although Poisoning Pigeons in the Park is cute.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

A general denial, with spice

Via Overlawyered, an answer worth reading.

There's only one attorney at the firm with the initials "W.D.": any bets on whether he will be at the firm much longer? I would hope that this was a silly first draft and that the junior associate printed the wrong version and signed for the partner without reading it.

Help me win a dessert contest!

This weekend I will be entering a dessert contest. I leave it to you, the PTN readership, to choose the recipe for my entry. Some possibilities:

Chocolate Stout Ganache Cake

Ingredient-Intensive Chocolate Cake

Red Velvet Cake with Berries (a personal favorite)

Vanilla Bean Buttermilk Cake with Glazed Oranges

Double Chocolate Cupcakes with Ricotta, Bourbon, and Orange Zest


Caramel Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting

Triple Citrus Bars

Whole Lemon Tart

Note: I am not particularly skilled at cake decoration, so recipes that involve lots of artfully shaped marzipan are probably not a good idea.

Change we can believe in?

Does Barack Obama yearn for stasis?

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

I believe the technical term is "wacko."

My freshman year of college, I met a woman who claimed to be a virgin and grossed out by sex, but who flirted often with men. It turned out that she had been knocked up, married, and divorced, foisted the baby off on relatives, concealed her past by telling new friends that photos were of her niece, and reinvented herself every year for a new group of people. She also falsely accused a mutual friend of sexual assault and made my rooming situation unlivable by spinning a series of lies about me to new residents after I discovered her true past. Her liver was a born-again virgin too: every fall she claimed to have never been drunk before. (The preceding year's party photos begged to differ.)

This ATL post just jogged my memory. I doubt that any HLR editors have secret children in Spain, though.

UPDATE: She works in AI research now! This is why Skynet will turn on humanity.

Preach it.

I also hate LinkedIn. It is Facebook for people who want to hide all evidence of their personalities. It has all the charm of the Yellow Pages. It is almost completely useless. HATE.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

More HLR Shenanigans?

The great-grandson of one of the founders of the Harvard Law Review contends that Phil Telfeyan's Never Again Should a People Starve in a World of Plenty isn't the only dubious Note in the May 2008 issue of the HLR.

If I didn't know how dumb HLS students can be, I would wonder whether the May 2008 HLR was secretly doctored at the printer's by a YLS mole.

UPDATE: I believe it quite likely that the author of the moot court brief and the Note author are the same person. I also don't find it objectionable that sections of the Note were the same as sections found in an adversarial brief. I agree with McKelvey that it would behoove the HLR to make at least some statement regarding the Telfeyan Note.

Relatedly: Someone else has started a blog about HLR called Harvard Clown School. I am not sure whether it is related to the Harvard Parody blog from a few years ago.

Fuligin

The darkest of dark materials.

Monday, June 02, 2008

Random Roundup

- How to determine your worth (mine is $4440)

- A pair of photos

- Something that got me in trouble when I blogged about it a few years ago

- WANT. Also, WANT, for parallel secret life as a socialite in Monaco. (via)

- How to get no-offered by a law firm

Bleg: I need black strappy evening sandals. Suggestions welcome.

Sunday, June 01, 2008

I still had to look up "half-and-half," though.

(I am reading a draft brief on the Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas settlement. There are many website citations. )

Steve: How long do tiny earls last?
Me: What?
Steve: You don't know what tiny earl is? How can you have been on the internet for like thirty years (ed. note: not true) and not know about tiny earl? Tiny earl dot com!
Me: You mean tiny U-R-L dot com?
Steve: Yes!
Me: U-R-L, not "earl." Tiny earl--what is that, like Prince Albert in a can? Earl? Come on!
Steve: * smolders *
Me: * laughing hysterically * John McCain was a pow!
Steve: Shut up.