• #Kajsa_Ekis_Ekman : A Name Of One’s Own – Or How Women Became the Second Sex of the Second Sex

    In a recent letter to the United Nations, the British government recommended that the term “pregnant woman” be replaced with “pregnant person”. This since the term “woman” might offend and exclude pregnant men.

    Now we don’t want to offend, do we?

    Thus, the word “woman” is removed, having been deemed too narrow and exclusionary. But anyone who supports the principles of inclusion will soon find that they also come with a new definition of gender.

    According to this definition, gaining ground without having really been debated, a person’s sex is rooted not in their body, but in their mind. Several countries, including Norway and Greece, have already amended their laws so that people now can self-define their sex with no requirement for surgical intervention. If the current Swedish bill becomes law, this policy will soon also apply here. Faced with the issue, the International Olympic Committee has issued recommendations according to which an athlete can compete as the gender he/she chooses, as long as one has lived as that gender for four years and meets the hormonal criteria. Further, the British Labour Party has published new guidelines concerning its all-women candidates lists, so that anyone who identifies as a woman can enter.

    This change is generally viewed as progressive. From now on, sex will no longer be reduced to biology and transgender people will finally be recognized by law! Positing the change as a question of identity, rather than one of ideology, has made debating difficult – because how can you question somebody’s identity? – when the matter actually concerns society as a whole.

    Version française de #Tradfem : https://tradfem.wordpress.com/2019/01/14/ce-sexe-qui-na-plus-de-nom

    #identité_de_genre #politique_d'identité #féminisme

  • How technology can track progress in #sports

    The tracker. The GPS tracker. It has become the base of modern tracking technology. It starts the intricate process of monitoring and measuring human body and athlete performance. It gives you crucial information about two main metrics: distance and time.Time is the basis of everything. It might be as simple as this: if your time is faster, your fitness has improved, your actual performance is better. Every coach knows that time is crucial and it is building your training strategy around it is a very effective tool. It’s simple and effective but unfortunately, it has limits.Problem with time in professional sports is that you improve it until you hit the wall where your progress is no longer and you can’t do any better. You have to try finding other methods to improve your training and (...)

    #cryptocurrency #blockchain #ai #football

  • Egyptian soccer star Salah may quit team if Israeli player joins - Israel News - Jerusalem Post

    Egyptian super-star Mohamed Salah has allegedly threatened to leave Premier League football club Liverpool if Arab-Israeli soccer player Moanes Dabour joins the team, Israeli media reported.

    According the report, Salah said that he will leave Liverpool should Dabour be signed.

    However, people close to the Egyptian athlete said he needs to be left alone to focus on playing soccer and that he is a professional, and it is not his concern with whom Liverpool is discussing a possible contract.

    In the past Salah, refused to shake hands with Israeli players with the pretext of tying his shoes during a game between Maccabi Tel Aviv and FC Basel, his team at the time.

    Former Defense Minister Avigdor Lieberman tweeted in April, in jest, that he would recruit Salah to the Israeli army after seeing how he led Liverpool to a 5-2 victory over Roma.

    Dans Rai al-yom par exemple (https://www.raialyoum.com/index.php/%d9%85%d9%82%d8%b1%d8%a8%d9%88%d9%86-%d9%85%d9%86-%d8%a7%d9%84%d9%86%d8%a), on rappelle que le joueur en question est un Palestinien de 48 (et par ailleurs bien musulman !!!)

    En tout état de cause, LA nouvelle de l’année pour une bonne partie de l’opinion arabe #foot

  • Better Outcomes. Less Drag

    With endurance sports coaching we:Train for the demands of the goal event(s).Take only necessary risks.Anything that can give the athlete a reasonable shot at their goal event with LESS risk (overtraining, injury, etc.)…we try/do. For most motivated athletes, training hard is not the problem. Training smart is a lot tougher.The same is true with product development. Being (and looking) busy is relatively easy. Success theater is easy. Adding process, rules, policy, reporting, and guardrails is easy. Working with minimal process overhead is hard. Fluid working agreements are hard. Transparency with outcomes is hard. Working focused and smart is a lot tougher.I think it was Arlo Belshee who once said something like “scaling is fundamentally a question of what must remain the consistent, and (...)

    #agile #innovation #leadership #design #management

  • 3 Mongolian judokas to compete for United Arab Emirates | The UB Post

    One of Mongolia’s top judokas D.Tumurkhuleg (66 kg division) was invited to become a contracted athlete of the United Arab Emirates.

    Judokas N.Dagvasuren (81 kg) and B.Temuulen (100 kg) are expected to become contracted athletes for the United Arab Emirates. They are expected to finalize the contract in March and start competing for the country in May.

    In addition, other top Mongolian athletes have already made contracts to compete for other countries. For instance, judoka G.Otgontsetseg, a top judoka in the women’s 48 kg changed her citizenship and competes for Kazakhstan and has won bronze medals at the World Championships and Olympics for the country.

    Last year, Azerbaijan’s judo team drew contracts with E. Bazarragchaa (48 kg), P.Buyankhishig (52 kg) and M.Ichinkhorloo (57 kg).

    En Mongolie, les EAU recrutent des judokas, le Qatar des footballeurs et le Japon des sumotoris (pour mémoire 4 des 5 derniers yokozunas sont mongols dont 2 des 3 actuels).

  • Roy Jones Jr.’s Long Goodbye

    Roy Jones Jr. started boxing at five and was competing at the age of 10 in 1979. Between then and being the youngest member on the American Olympic team, his grueling roadwork over Pensacola highways, train tracks or back trails carried him somewhere close to the distance around the circumference of the earth.

    Nearly every afternoon, he sparred under an angry sky until exhaustion in Big Roy’s backyard against bigger, older kids. His father was ruthlessly abusive, beating him with “anything he could get his hands on.” That included a PVC pipe, broom handle, switch, bungee cord and old gym equipment. Big Roy never hit him with a closed fist, but, according to Little Roy, “That was only because he’d caused brain damage to a guy fightin’ when he was young. Otherwise I’m sure he would have.”


    • “Given all the stories about how afraid you were of your dad,” I began. “It’s quite something to see just how much your kids adore you.”

      “I never wanted my kids to feel about me the way I felt about him,” he said.

      “How do you separate the killer you were in the ring with the man you are with your family?”

      “Battling the fighter in me and the other guy with this life here has been a struggle every day of my life.”

      “How long did it take from when you started for boxing to stop being fun?”

      “A week,” he said.

      “Was there ever an opponent who scared you as much as your dad?”

      "never,” he says under his breath.

      “You never wanted to get away from him and Pensacola?”

      “I’m gonna leave my home? For what? That gonna make me happy?”

    • “That backyard is where you and your dad first started training?”

      “Yup,” he said, staring off. “And every single goddamned day I ran from right here all the way out to that traffic light and back. You seen how my knees give me trouble? Wonder why? And I wasn’t out there running alone when I was a kid. My dad had older kids from the neighborhood out there with me, and if they beat me, then you know I had a good beatin’ waiting for me when I got home.”

      “He had you out here running 10 miles every day?”

      “And sparring until I drop. Nothing but training. On my way up as a pro, they used to say I was the most gifted or talented athlete ever to fight. Bullshit! Most talented or gifted?” he glares at me, eyes burning. “Try hardest worker. No fighter in history ever worked harder to achieve their dream than me. Early days? Shit. I worked harder than any fighter in history. Period. End of story.”

      “And he’d still beat you anyway?”

      “Kill ’em, you gonna go to jail,” he said, without a trace of emotion in his voice. “You don’t kill him, he’s gonna end up tryin’ to kill you. I grew up always knowing sooner or later I was gonna have to go all the way. When I got old enough—when he killed my dog—by that time, I knew the time had come.”

      “You ever wonder if your dad had post-traumatic stress disorder from what he saw in Vietnam?”

      “Bullshit,” Jones Jr. scoffed. “Bullshit. If he had PTSD, why was I the only one he inflicted that on? You tell me that. Why not nobody else?”

      “He never hit your mom?”

      “It happened, but nothing like what he laid into me with practically every day.”

      I ask him if I can take a few photos of him in front of the house where he grew up. “Sure,” he says, getting out and inspecting some of the changes.

      “You brought up my daddy fighting over in the jungle," Roy said. "My daddy went to Vietnam and then made sure I did too growing up. He made damn sure.”

      "How did you survive this shit, Roy?”

      “I thought about killing myself all the time. It wasn’t like I didn’t have access to guns. As I got older, when more people came around to the gym and see us train, he couldn’t be as bad as he wanted to be. He had to be more careful in case somebody saw and reported that he was abusing kids. He couldn’t be as open back when nobody could see.

      “This is a big piece to what made me who I am.

    • Roy Jones Jr. has never minced words when talking about the open wound of his childhood in Pensacola and the “torture chamber” passageway out in the sticks to becoming a man: kill or be killed. Beyond the sanctuary of the ring and raising his beloved roosters, the constant companion of Jones Jr.’s journey was death—his own or his father’s. The switchblade he carried throughout his youth was for protection against his own blood and driven into his father’s heart in endless bitter fantasies.

  • Hollow At Its Core: The Career of Floyd MayweatherThe Fight City

    Only through continual personal transformation can Floyd remain relevant, and so he recently evolved from “Money” into “TBE”, an acronym for “The Best Ever”. Floyd’s appraisal of his talent is justifiably high, but like everything he’s done since abandoning Bob Arum, his former promoter who anointed him “The Pretty Boy,” there is a calculated edge to the TBE designation. Floyd understands the necessity of manufacturing perception in the service of wealth creation better than any other boxer, and perhaps any North American athlete. Whether he’s truly the best ever is immaterial. Instead, what’s functionally important is the idea of him being the best ever, and that this idea be talked about, debated on ESPN, formally branded, and eventually, at least by some, bought.

    • One of the most beautiful athletic sequences (4:55) I know of comes thirty seconds into the sixth round of this fight. In it, Mayweather stands in the center of the ring and pulls his neck back from the Mexican’s jab with mechanical precision. In one fluid motion he then lands a straight right hand flush on Marquez’s face as he simultaneously ducks to avoid his counter-right, which Floyd has anticipated perfectly. In doing so, Mayweather reverses his ring position to where he’s now on the other side of Marquez and can attack again. He does this with the brash precision of an athlete in complete control of himself, wonderfully amalgamating his mental and physical gifts.


    • Mayweather is too canny to serve the interests of the fans at the expense of his own, perhaps because of his own dramatic background. Floyd grew up in boxing, spending his childhood in gyms with his unyielding, abusive father. Floyd Mayweather Sr. was a decent professional who fought Ray Leonard, and brother Roger Mayweather was a two-time world champion. Both have been to jail (as Floyd has), both speak today with diction that’s nearly incomprehensible, and would it not be for their son and nephew, both might be without any financial stability. Having personally witnessed the ravages of prizefighting, why should Floyd do anything to endanger himself? Given the sport’s extreme physical consequences, a fighter should only be beholden to himself, since he is the sole person sustaining the trauma. Riches aren’t obtained without fan patronization, but we, the fans, aren’t the ones whose lives will be dramatically affected long after a boxer’s career ends.
      Aware of boxing’s cost but intent on becoming a superstar, Floyd found himself in an untenable position. His personality had to be the centerpiece of the promotion, because his skills, by themselves, are too subtle to entice fans. By calling himself “The Best Ever,” Floyd imbues his safety-first approach with historical gravity, which simultaneously inculcates it from criticism as it encourages people to take interest.


      If strong feelings are finally being directed at Floyd, it’s because more people are becoming aware of his sordid personal life. Mayweather has been cited or arrested seven times for #domestic_violence, and in 2012 served an 87 day jail term for a violent incident with Josie Harris, the mother of three of his children. He’s accepted no responsibility for a slew of documented incidents, some of which sound horrifying, nor has he shown contrition. Floyd is not the world’s only sinner, but to repeatedly make mistakes of this order and evince no guilt or responsibility eventually becomes unpalatable. Adjectives unrelated to boxing now bookend Floyd’s name, like “repulsive”, “misogynistic”, and most recently, on Deadspin, “monster”.

      (bon « mistake of this order » ça pue la merde, ok)


      Floyd shouldn’t be blamed for managing his career so cautiously; his careful approach has made a once poor man incredibly rich. But calculation comes with a price. His skills are underappreciated by the majority who buy his fights, and while he remains popular, he is so only in a superficial, quantifiable sense. But I suspect that Floyd, who is alone at the top and decidedly alone, doesn’t care. In Mayweather’s world, where money substitutes for love, he is winning outright, the playwright and protagonist of his own grand drama. Unfortunately for him, the only stories that last are the ones of substance. While he’s staged some brilliant productions, the #Mayweather folio feels hollow at its core.

      #boxe #Mayweather

  • The Paradox of Doping in Mountain Climbing - Issue 39: Sport

    We’re usually comfortable deciding whether or not an athlete is doping. Lance Armstrong was definitely doping by using erythropoietin. Tennis player Novak Djokovic, on the other hand, was definitely not doping when he slept in an egg-shaped barometric chamber. We tell one from the other by a kind of cultural gestalt, sorting out those who dope and those who don’t. Then we take that one step farther and reason: Those who don’t, compete cleanly—those that do, cheat. But what if a substance is both performance-enhancing and a benefit to an athlete’s health? What if that substance is oxygen?Not doping: Some athletes use a barometric chamber like this one to help prepare for competition. Despite its direct effect on their physiology, it is not banned or regulated.Daniella Zalcman The top of (...)

  • For The First Time, A Team Of Refugees Will Compete At The Olympics

    In an Olympic first, 10 members of an unusual team will be competing at the Summer Games in Rio de Janeiro: a squad made up entirely of refugees.

    #jeux_olympiques #réfugiés #asile #migrations #post-national #post-nationalisme #sport

  • Sheikh Salman is calling on voters to agree on a single candidate ahead of the election. [..] Sheikh Salman dismissed suggestions that winning a contested election would give him a stronger mandate” - the athlete torturer who runs for #FIFA presidency has no idea how elections work. FIFA really provides awesome entertainment, even to people such as me who are uninterested in football !


  • How The Hypersexual Trans Movement Hurts Feminism

    A central theme of modern, or third-wave feminism is that women should not be treated merely as sexual objects. A central theme of the trans movement is the presentation of trans women as hypersexual objects. Feminism is not big enough for both of these themes. Either being a woman is essentially defined as being alluring to men, or it isn’t. Either the playboy bunny defines the essence of womanhood, or it doesn’t. At the moment, the trans movement opposes more than a century of feminism on this point. Third-wave feminists, in their eagerness to be allies, have abandoned this basic tenet. It must be reclaimed.

    How have we arrived at a point in which feminists fundamentally alter their definition of womanhood to accommodate men? Last year, Laverne Cox became the first trans woman on the cover of Time magazine. It was a glamour shot—a slinky blue dress, long blonde hair, and a come-hither look. Not to be outdone, the former Bruce Jenner introduced his new gender to the world this week on the cover of Vanity Fair in a bit of white lingerie, also with that come-hither look. Should feminists really be chanting, “This is what a real woman looks like?” Are we sure?

    What exactly does a trans woman think it means to feel like a woman? When a person identifies as female, what is being defined as female? Is it the breasts? Lips? Ass? Slim waist? Small hands? Batting eyelashes? Flirtatious smile? Long hair? Finger-nail polish? Eyeliner? Lipstick? Submissiveness? Thighs? Heels? Demureness? A want to be taken care of? A want to be adored? Cat-called? Beautified? Idealized? Softness? Quietness? Is there some feeling inherent to the placement of ovaries, other than monthly cramps and bleeding, that can be attributed to a feeling of femaleness?
    Don’t Objectify Women

    These supposed and stereotypical traits, while traditionally identified as feminine, are not innate to females—as the trans movement shows us. Men can feel feminine, too, women can feel masculine. These societally defined traits of sex do not define a sex. Feminists have been fighting for decades, since the suffragettes, to vocalize the non-feminineness of females. We can vote, we can fight, we can wear pants and flats, we can boss a whole room of employees without demurring. To allow the trans movement to objectify women is to accept the oppression of the female sex by the male sex, and to further accept male definitions of what it is to be female.
    To allow the trans movement to objectify women is to accept the oppression of the female sex by the male sex.

    There is nothing inherently female about long hair, dresses, and make-up. All of those things have been characteristic of the male gender at some point in history. Just look at the French, who have seen their men in heels, long hair, long nails, and powder. There is nothing male about pants, muscles, and short hair. Just ask Rosie the Riveter. The social constructs of feminine and masculine are totally up for grabs, and that’s fine, but a masculine woman is still a woman, and there’s nothing wrong with that, or with that woman living however she wants to. The same goes for feminine men.

    The problem here is how Annie Leibowitz and Vanity Fair set about showing us that Jenner is truly a woman. They did it by painting precisely the pinup we teach our daughters to reject as their central aspiration. The sexual objectification of trans women is used as proof of their womanness, but the sexual objectification of non-trans women is considered demeaning because it associates their primary worth in relation to male desire. Being oppressed by men is being oppressed by men, even if those men are wearing dresses.
    Women Are More than Dresses and Breasts

    Some argue this is just the media being the media, and of course Jenner is being objectified; that’s the price of being a woman in our misogynist society. But this take gets the facts wrong. It’s the trans movement, not the media, that insists that people with gender dysphoria must present themselves physically as their actual gender, not the one they were assigned. They argue it isn’t a choice. But this literally defines being a woman as having physical attributes attractive to men. Jenner didn’t get surgery to have the breasts of the average 65-year-old woman.
    Jenner’s choices are not a justification for the rest of us to embrace gender stereotypes that women have been fighting against for centuries.

    As an athlete, Jenner was capable of pushing his endurance to the limit, and perhaps that endurance, that willpower, is what is pushing Jenner here, through what must be remarkable psychic and physical stress. Now, as an older man in the process of becoming a menopausal woman, Jenner is free to continue testing the limits of his mind and body, and get sexy on magazine covers. But that is not a justification for the rest of us to embrace gender stereotypes that women who have believed in gender equality have been fighting against for centuries.

    These carpet-baggers to womanhood are trying to prove to all of us that what it really means to be a woman is to pose in a playboy bunny outfit and make kissy faces at men. They reinforce this idea to teenage girls: go put on the miniskirt, honey, celebrate Jenner’s beauty, and try to exemplify it in your own life. Make sure the boys think you’re pretty. And also make sure to recognize and check your privilege as a person whose womanhood, unlike Jenner’s, is never questioned. You don’t even have to fight for it.
    Bruce Jenner Is Parodying Women

    As Jenner accepts the Arthur Asche ESPY award for courage, our daughters and sons are being asked to think of Caitlyn in the way we used to think of Susan B Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton. What Jenner is doing in this PR-driven, reality-show-style reveal may or may not be courageous, but it is not empowering to women. It is rather, to quote Germaine Greer, “a ghastly parody.”

    In a noble attempt to be empathetic to confused and vulnerable people, third-wave feminists have sold out their progenitors. By accepting the notion that gender is merely a social construct they have hollowed out the very ground upon which their sisters of old marched. Being a woman is what Kant called a “ding an sich,” a thing in itself. It is a biological reality, it is powerful, and important and underrepresented and often underappreciated, but it’s a real thing. It’s not someone who was once a man living out a Victoria Secret model fantasy. And anyone who calls themself a feminist should know that.

    Libby Emmons is a writer and theater maker in New York City. Follow her @li88yinc. David Marcus is a senior contributor to The Federalist, who also works in the New York City theater world.

  • There have been 1,001 mass shootings in America since 2013 - The Washington Post



    It’s difficult to tell, exactly, which gunman pushed America past a milestone of violence in the early hours of Saturday morning this past weekend. Was it the unknown man who opened fire at a house party in Charlotte, injuring four? Or the home invader in Peoria, Ill., who shot a 14-year-old student athlete dead and wounded three other teens? Or the gang members who shot and injured five people at a shopping plaza Memphis?

    Regardless, some time between 1 a.m. and 4 a.m. Eastern time on Saturday, somebody pulled the trigger on what would be America’s 1,000th mass shooting incident since January 2013. This figure comes from the crowdsourced Mass Shooting Tracker, maintained by a community of redditors with an aim toward drawing attention toward gun violence. The tracker defines a mass shooting as any single incident in which four or more people are injured by gunfire.

    #états-unis #meurtres #police #massacre #armes #armement

  • “Oh, don’t try me”: On #style and salt and #Serena_Williams’s utterly astonishing breadth of utterance

    This past summer I thought, again and again, about the rare range of things Serena Williams communicates on the #tennis court. Never before has an athlete, or just about any.....

    #SPORTS_PAGE #Editorial

  • Serena Williams Becomes the First Black Female Athlete on Vogue Cover - Women and Hollywood

    Serena Williams has become the ninth black woman to grace the cover of Vogue since 1989, as well as the first black female athlete ever to do so. The tennis star’s fashion showcase comes eight months after Oscar winner Lupita Nyong’o appeared on Vogue’s July 2014 cover.

    Williams is a welcome sight on news stands, of course. As the top athlete in her sport, she deserves to be recognized for her achievements, and both her darker skin and athletic build are refreshing deviations from the Vogue norm. Role model-wise, she’s exactly the kind of hyper-accomplished woman we’d love for female-targeted publications to feature more regularly. But we also can’t help being a bit miffed that women of color like Williams or Nyong’o — or previous cover models like Beyonce, Rihanna, Oprah Winfrey, and Michelle Obama — need to be so much more successful than their white counterparts to “deserve” to be on Vogue (ahem, three-time cover model Blake Lively).

    #presse_féminine #mode #racisme

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  • Petition — We urge the IAAF to let Dutee Chand run. All female athletes should be allowed to participate in sport, regardless of their inherent physical traits or gender presentation


    #femmes #sport #discrimination

    cf les papiers déjà référencés ici, notamment ceux de Katrina Karkazis:

    • 12 August 2015. Victory! Dutee Chand is on the run again! Today, the 19-year-old Indian sprinter has rightfully reclaimed her eligibility for competition following an historic ruling from the Lausanne-based Court of Arbitration for Sport suspending controversial regulations governing females with naturally-occurring higher testosterone (hyperandrogenism).

      This is a major victory for the rights of athletes and means that women may now compete regardless of their natural testosterone levels and without being subjected to invasive screening or medical intervention. “I was humiliated for something that I can’t be blamed for,” said Dutee, who had been suspended. “I am glad that no other female athlete will have to face what I have faced, thanks to this verdict.”

      Dutee wants to thank all of you who supported her petition here on change.org. You—and your voices of support—made a real difference to this young woman and will continue to make a difference for athletes across the globe.

      Thank you!
      Katrina Karkazis

  • Georgia teen was stuffed with newspaper after death, family lawyer says

    The mysterious death of a Georgia teen has taken a bizarre twist with the revelation that an autopsy of his exhumed remains found his internal organs missing and his body stuffed with newspaper.

    The family of Kendrick Johnson, 17, of Valdosta, Ga., was “outraged” and “devastated” by the discovery and believes his death was a murder that is being covered up, a lawyer representing them said Thursday.

    Johnson, a three-sport athlete, was found dead on Jan. 11 in a rolled-up wrestling mat in his high school gym. State medical examiners concluded that he accidentally suffocated while trying to retrieve a sneaker.

    But his parents, Kenneth and Jacquelyn Johnson, were doubtful about that conclusion.

    “It didn’t make any sense,” Kenneth Johnson told MSNBC’s Tamron Hall on Thursday.

    “We know how Kendrick is,” Jacquelyn Johnson added. “We know he would have never crawled up in no mat.”

    In June, they won a court order to have Kendrick’s body exhumed for a second autopsy.

    What the private pathologist who performed the second autopsy found was shocking. The results came back in September.

    “There were no organs in there,” Benjamin Crump, co-counsel for Kendrick’s family, said. “He [also] concluded that it was a homicide, and that he died from blunt force trauma.”

    The autopsy showed Kendrick suffered hemorrhaging on the right side of his neck.

    Sheriff’s role in Kendrick Johnson death called into question, coroner even seeking answers

    Ecrasé par un tapis parce qu’il cherchait à récupérer une chaussure (selon la police)

    #georgia_'s_on_my_mind #crime #justice #police #racisme??? #Emmett_Till #georgia #usa

  • Record du Monde ! Les winners israéliens bloquent un athlète handicapé palestinien pour raisons de sécurité.

    Israel has barred a paralysed Palestinian athlete who lives in Gaza from an Olympics celebration sponsored by the British government.

    Khamis Zakout says the British Consulate in Jerusalem invited him and five fellow athletes on the Palestinian Paralympics team to a pre-Olympics celebration in Jerusalem and the West Bank city of Ramallah. He says he was the only one banned from attending.

    The Israeli military says Zakout was barred for security reasons.

  • Olympics 2012: branding ’police’ to protect sponsors’ exclusive rights

    With just a little more than three months to go until the opening of the London 2012 Games, attention is increasingly turning to what many legal experts consider to be the most stringent restrictions ever put in place to protect sponsors’ brands and broadcasting rights, affecting every athlete, Olympics ticket holder and business in the UK.

    Beauté du sport ...

  • #Cancer Culture - S. Lochlann Jain

    Usually cancer is studied as a distinct, finite, disease that some unfortunate people get. Nevertheless, over half of all Americans will be diagnosed with an invasive cancer. In this book, based in extensive analysis of the history, politics, and science of cancer, as well as years of fieldwork, I examine the ways that cancer is not separate from, but is central to medical, political, and social economies.

    lire en particulier “Be Prepared” et “Cancer Butch”

    • https://anthropology.stanford.edu/sites/default/files/jain.beprepared.pdf

      Did my mind declare war on my body ?

      J’ai passé un peu de temps pour mettre le pdf en texte ici (en OCR car ce sont des images du livre de mauvaise qualité), de manière à ce qu’il puisse être lu par les non anglophones. J’ai corrigé les premières pages, si j’ai le courage je ferais la suite au fur et à mesure.
      Dans tous les cas, ce texte méritait d’être diffusé, j’espère que l’auteur sera d’accord.

      I don’t blame people for not knowing how to engage with a person with cancer.
      How would they? Heck, I hadn’t either. Despite the fact that each
      year 70,000 Americans between the ages of fifteen and forty are diagnosed
      with the disease and that incidence in this age group has doubled in the last
      thirty years, many of my friends in their thirties have never had to deal with
      it on a personal level.

      I remember when my cousin Elise was undergoing chemotherapy treatment while in her early thirties. When I met her I couldn’t even mention it,
      couldn’t (or wouldn’t, or didn’t) say that I was sorry or ask her how it was
      going---even though it was so obviously the thing that was going on. I was
      thirty-five for God’s sake, a grown—up, a professional, a parent, and cancer
      was so unthinkable that I couldn’t even acknowledge her disease. When my
      former partner’s sister showed up at our house all bald after her chemotherapy, my only remark was, “Hey, you could totally be a lesbian.” I was terrified,
      or in denial. More likely I had picked up the culture of stigma and this disabled me from giving genuine acknowledgment. But whatever sympathetic spin you want to put on it, I sucked in all the ways that I had to learn how to deal with later. Indeed, an assumption of exceptionalism was only the flip side of my own shame.

      Fantasies of agency steep both sides of diagnosis. On the “previvor” side,
      images continually tell us that cancer can be avoided if you eat right, avoid
      Teflon and smoking, and come from strong stock. Alternatively, tropes of
      hope, survivorship, battling, and positive attitude are fed to people post-
      diagnosis as if they were at the helm of a ship in known waters, not along
      stormy and uncharted shores. And yet, so little of cancer science, patient
      experience, or survival statistics seems to provide backing for the ubiquitous
      calls for hope in the popular culture of cancer. After all, who would celebrate
      a survivor who did not stand amid at least a few poor SOBs who fell?

      Everyone who has "battled,” “been touched by,” “survived,” been “made
      into a shadow of a former self,” or has been called to inhabit the myriad can-


      car cliches has been asked to live in a caricature. As poets say in rendering
      their craft, clichés serve to shut down meaning. Clichés allow us not to think
      about What we are describing or hearing about: we know roses are red. People
      with cancer are called to live in and through—even if recalcitrantly—these
      hegemonic clichés by news articles, TV shows, detection campaigns, patient
      pamphlets, high—tech protocol—driven treatments, hospital organizations and
      smells, and everyday social interactions. Such cultural venues as marches
      for hope, research funding and direction, pharmaceutical interests, survivor
      rhetoric, and hospital ads constitute not distinct cultural phenomena, but
      overlap to form a broader hegemony of ways that cancer is talked about and
      that in turn control and diminish the ways that cancer culture can be inhab-
      ited and spoken about. Cancer exceeds the biology of multiplying cells. But
      the paradoxes of cancer culture can also be used to reflect on broader Ameri—
      can understandings of health and the mismatch of normative assumptions
      with the ways people actually live and die. "lhe restricted languages of cancer
      are not innocent.

      For an example of how individuated agency is used in cancer, one might
      look to the massive literature and movement spurred by Bernard Siegel,
      which is based in the moral complex of cancer and what he describes as the
      “exceptional patient.” In Love, Medicine, and Miracles: Lessons Learned about
      Self—Healing from a Surgeon’s Experience with Exceptional Patients, Siegel
      writes about having the right attitude to survive cancer(1). In Siegel’s View and
      its variants, surviving cancer becomes a moral calling, as if dying indicates
      some personal failure. Siegel—style literature offers another form of torture
      to people with cancer: Did my mind declare war on my body? Am I a cold,
      repressed person? (Okay, don’t answer that.) This huge and punishing industry preys on fear as much as any in the cancer complex and adds guilt to the mix.
      As one woman with metastatic colon cancer said on a retreat I attended,
      “Maybe I haven’t laughed enough. But then I looked around the room and
      some of you laugh a lot more than I do and you’re still here.” She died a year
      later, though she laughed plenty at the retreat.

      It’s no wonder that shame is such a common response to diagnosis. The
      dictionary helps with a description of shame: “The painful emotion arising
      from the consciousness of something dishonoring, ridiculous, or indecorous in one’s own conduct or circumstances, or of being in a situation which
      offends one’s sense of modesty or decency.(2)” Indeed, cancer does offend. People in treatment are often advised to wear wigs and other disguises, to joke
      with colleagues; they are given tips on how to make others feel more at ease.
      One does want to present decency, to seem upbeat. And so do others. A quick


      “you look good,” with a response of “oh, thanks,” offers a Welcome segue to
      the next discussion topic and enables a certain propriety to circumscribe the
      confusion of proper responses to illness, to the stigma embodied by the possibility of a short life and a painful death. One person with metastatic disease
      calls herself, semi-facetiously, “everyone’s worst nightmare.” Others Speak
      about how hard it is to see the celebration of survivors while knowing that
      they themselves are being killed by the disease.

      Social grace is a good thing. But given the scope of the disease --- half of all
      Americans die of it and many more go through treatment --- one might wonder what or whom such an astonishing cultural oversight serves. After all how can cancer, a predictable result of an environment drowning in indus:
      trial and military toxicity, be dishonoring or indecorous ? I don’t mean its
      side effects; the physical breakdown of the body is perhaps definitive of the
      word “indecorousf” But these pre- and post-diagnosis calls to disavowal can
      help illuminate the ugly underside of American’s constant will to health, its
      normative assumptions about health and the social) individual, and generational traumas that it propagates. Expectations and assumptions about life span and their discriminatory and generational effects offer but one of many venues for such an exploration.

      Survivorship in America

      Perhaps it’s a class issue, but I didn’t really think about survival until I was
      called to consider being in the position of the one who might be survived.
      I was just tootling along until I was invited by diagnosis to inhabit this category, to attend retreats, camps, and support groups, to share an infusion
      room—to do all kinds of things with many people who have not, in fact,
      survived cancer—and thus to survive them at their memorial services, the
      garage sales of their things> and in the constructing and reading of memorial
      Websites and obituaries.

      To be sure, cancer survivorship (as opposed to either cancer death or
      just plain survival) comes with its benefits. I got a free kayak, albeit with a
      leak. When things are going really wrong I think about how my life insur-
      ance could pay for some cool things for my kids, or that maybe I don’t have
      to worry about saving for a down payment since in order for a home to be
      , a good investment you should really plan to live in it for five years. Some-
      times,when you find yourself buying into those cancer mantras of living in
      the moment, you can look around from a superior place at all the people
      scurrying around on projects you have determined do not matter—and then


      go and do the laundry or shop for groceries, just like everyone else. Or like
      Bette Davis does in the movie Dark Victory as she dies of a brain tumor; you
      can consider yourself the lucky one, not having to survive the deaths of those
      You love. You have that strange privilege of being able to hold the materiality
      of your own mortality up against every attempt to make value stick. You may
      Wonder, as I do, how anyone survives the death of a parent or a sibling or a
      close friend or lover—the things that are purportedly normal life events—
      until you go through it yourself.3

      On the other hand, it may be easy to devolve into the narcissism of unremitting fear.
      I like to keep in mind what a driver once told me when I asked
      him what it was like to drive celebrities such as Oprah Winfrey around New
      York He said, “They like to think they are important. But after every funeral
      I’ve been to, people do the saaaaame thing. They eat.”

      The doctor survives the clinical trial, the child survives the parent, the
      well survive the sick But how have we come to take this survivorship for
      granted, as something to which we are entitled? Even a century or two ago
      there would have been a good chance that several of us would have died in
      childbirth or of some illness. Devastating as it may have been, we would have
      expected this. And we don’t exactly live in a medical nirvana. The United
      States is not even in the top ten for the longevity of its population. In fact, the
      United States is missing from the top twenty or even thirty for longevity in
      the world. In some studies, it’s not even in the top forty.4 Despite this statistic,
      the United States spends more than any other nation on health care. Part of
      Americans’ dismal life expectancy results from the broad lack of access to
      health care as well as the broader and well-documented discrimination in
      health care against the usual suspects: African Americans, women, younger
      people, and queers. But other factors that afiect even those with excellent
      access to excellent care play in as well: the high levels of toxins in the environment, including those in human and animal bodies; cigarettes; guns; little
      oversight for food, automobile, and other product safety; high rates of medical error.

      In short, despite the insistent rhetoric of health, American economies
      simply do not prioritize it. That’s okay. There is no particular reason that the
      general health of a population should trump all other concerns. But given the
      evidence, how do we come to believe this disconnect between dismal health
      status in the United States and the entitlement to normative health and life
      span? What kind of management has this necessary disavowal required? And
      what about the obverse of this question: how do these stories constitute those
      who are forced to drop out? After all, if survival is a moral and financial


      Figure 13.1: The 2006 “Put Your Lance Face On” campaign from American Century
      Investments. This version of the promotional photo omits the warning, required in print
      advertisement publications, that it is possible to lose money by investing (included in the

      expectation and entitlement, then mortality must be constituted as something outside of normal life, even though these early deaths pay for pension:
      and other deferred payments. Even though everyone will die. I hypothesize
      that stigma and shame offer a way to examine and challenge ideals of health
      and the Ways that normative life spans have been constructed.


      For analytical wealth in this matter, nothing beats a recent advertisement for
      American Century Investments that featured Lance Armstrong (figure 13.1).

      Armstrong has provided something of a translational figure for the nexus
      of industry, cancer, and humanitarianism that constitutes the discourses of
      cancer survivorship, foregrounding and even heroizing cancer survivors. His
      own story relentlessly underpins this cultural work.


      While some accounts of Armstrong’s success go so far as to credit chemotherapy for literally rebuilding his body as a cycling machine, and others link his drive and success to his cancer experience, Armstrong continually presents himself in public as a survivor, claiming that his greatest success and pride is having survived cancer. In his autobiography, It’s Not About the Bike, Armstrong describes how, when diagnosed with testicular cancer in 1996,
      he actively sought the best care available to overcome a poor prognosis. He
      chose a doctor Who offered a then-new treatment that turned out to revolutionize the treatment for testicular cancer, turning the disease from a highrisk cancer to a largely curable one even in its metastatic iteration. This coincidence in the timing of his disease and this new treatment has enabled him to make his own agency in finding medical care into another inspirational aspect of his cancer survival story.

      In fact, cancer treatments are some of the most rote, protocol-driven
      treatments in medical practice, perfect examples of what historian Charles
      Rosenberg has detected as the rationalization of disease and diagnosis at
      the expense of the humanness of individual patients.5 Yet Armstrong’s story
      serves several purposes. It overemphasizes the role of agency in the success
      of cancer treatment, a View that correlates well With the advertising messages
      of high—profile cancer centers. It overestimates the curative potential of treatments for most cancers, something we would all like to believe in. And it
      propagates the myth that everyone has the potential to be a survivor—even as, ironically, survivorship against the odds requires the deaths of others.

      This Armstrong story comes with real social costs for many people surviving with and dying of cancer. Mixiam Engelberg’s graphic novel, like so many cancer narratives, ends abruptly with the recurrence of her metastatic disease and her subsequent death. One prominent page other book has a cartoon with her holding a placard stating, “Lance had a different cancer,” in response to her friends’ and colleagues’ comparison of her With Armstrong and their terrifying denial of her actual situation.6 So, While many cancer survivors consider Armstrong an icon and inspiration, others feel that he is misrepresentative of the
      disease. He at once gives them impossible standards of survivorship while at
      the same time building his heroism on the high death rates of other cancers.

      The American Century Investments advertisement summons the reader
      to “Put Your Lance Face On.” After gazing into the close—up image of a determined looking Armstrong and thinking quietly to oneself, “What the fuck?”
      one reads that “putting on a Lance face” “means taking responsibility for your
      future. . . . It means staying focused and determined in the face of challenges.
      When it comes to investing . . .” This ad is about Lance the Cyclist, sure; it


      is also about Lance the Cancer Survivor. Control over one’s future h
      together the common thread of cancer survival, Tour de France victor Olds
      smart investing. But all this folds into the tiny hedge at the bottom of tfieand
      Past performance is no guarantee of future results . . . it is possible to lad:
      money by investing.” Even the Lance Face can see only so far into the fumrose

      ’This warning, necessary by law, echoes a skill essential to living in cae:
      talism. In heij study of market traders, Caitlyn Zaloom finds that “a tradJ 1.
      must learn to manage both his own engagements with risk and the ph 31 Z
      sensations and social stakes that accompany the highs and lows of wignc
      and losing. . . . Aggressive risk taking is established and sustained by routiIlTig
      zation and bureaucracy; it is not an escape from it.”7 The conflation of Arm—
      strong as athlete and cancer survivor in this ad offers the perfect personifica-
      tion of market investing, since the healthy functioning of a capitalist orde;
      requires a valorization of focused determination and responsibility for one’s
      future. By now a truism, liberal economic and political ideals require citi—
      zens to place themselves within a particular masochistic relationship to time
      What else but an ethos of deferred gratification would allow such retirement
      plans to remain solvent?

      As offensive as this ad is in its use of disease to create business, Ann.
      Strong’s story constitutes a culturally acceptable version of courage, cancer
      and survival that serves to comfort a population With increasing cancer rates,
      and the ad puts to use and propagates these notions of survivorship. As one:
      person wrote about giving Armstrong’s autobiography to her mother as she
      was dying of cancer, “I wanted her to be a courageous ‘surVivor’ too. I think
      we find it less creepy or at least difficult When people assume the role of sur-
      vivor, where they pretend they’re going to live an easy and long life.”8

      You can be angry at cancer; you can battle cancer. One campaign under-
      written by a company that builds radiation technology even allows people to
      write letters to cancer. But to be angry at the culture that produces the dis-
      ease and disavows it as a horrible death is to be a poor sport, to not live up to
      the expectations of the good battle and the good death witnessed everywhere
      in cancer obituaries. A bad attitude of this genre certainly will never enable
      you to become an exceptional patient. It’s as though a death threat blackmails
      cancer anger and frustration. But more astonishing still is the way in which
      this “poor sport” characterization carries over even into other cancer events.

      There is nothing wrong With having fun while making money. As one
      under—forty person who has been living in the cancer complex for over tWO
      decades said, “A fundraiser is where you invite people to a big fun event,
      serve great drinks, and do everything oossible for them not to think about


      cancer.”You do want people to feel good and strong so that they will open
      their wallets, but this humanitarian charity model (“Swim for women With
      cancerl”) obscures the politics and paradoxes of such divisions. As one per—
      son organizing a fundraiser for her particular and rare cancer said as she
      thought about asking her doctors to attend her event, “They’ve made enough
      money off my cancer, they could pay some back” I signed on as the mixolo—
      gist for the event and spent several hours designing circus—themed drinks

      with little cotton candy garnishes.

      Time and Accumulationv

      Armstrong’s class, gender, and curable cancer allow his iconic status to
      overshadow the simple fact that cancer can completely destroy your financial
      savings and your family’s future. Sixty percent of personal bankruptcies in
      the United States result from the high cost of health care.11 This news, won—
      derful for people working in the healthcare industry since many people wifl
      pay anything for medical goods and services, means that cancer can be a
      long, expensive disease, paid for over generations.

      When one’s financial planner asks, semi—ironically, how long you plan to
      five, he calls up the paradox of survivorship. Middle— and upper—class Ameri—
      cans are asked to plan for an assumed longevity, and to be sure, a properly
      planned life span combined With a little luck comes with its rewards. But in
      times of trouble, the language of financial service starts to show cracks, even
      for healthy youngish people. The other day, When interviewing a Fidelity rep—
      resentative about my decreasing retirement account, the representative kept
      using the phrase “as your retirement plan grows.” When I pointed out that it
      had, in fact, shrunk by 45 percent, he just stared at me blanldy.‘ When, as an
      experiment, I asked him about people who don’t make it to the age of sixty-
      five, he pleaded, “You really need to think about it as a retirement plan.”

      No matter how we are interpellated to think about these accounts, non—
      normative life spans tell us about the ways that capitalist notions of time and
      accumulation work both economically and culturally. Many kinds of eco—
      nomic benefits, for example, are based in an implied life span: you work now,
      and we’ll pay you later. Social Security benefits are granted on the basis of
      how much you have put into the system over the years, and they last until
      you or your survivors are no longer eligible. Middle-class jobs often include
      not only salaries, but what are known as “deferred payments.” Pensions fall
      into this category, as do penalty—free retirement savings, and the benefit some
      academics get of partial payment of their children’s tuition.


      If you croak, some of these contributions may revert back to your estate;
      others may be disbursed to qualifying survivors; others Will be recycled into
      the plans that will pay for the education of your colleagues’ children. As With
      any insurance policy, such calculations require that the state or the employer
      offer salary packages in the form of a financial hedge on your mortality and
      calculate the averages over the Whole workforce. Payments for those Who
      get old depend on the fact that some will die young. It’s not personal; it’s
      statistical. ‘

      Actually, I take that back. I guess there is not much that is more per50na1
      than your sex life, and if
      you are heterosexual and married—that is, if you say
      you are sleeping with one person only and that person is of the opposite sex
      and over a certain age—your cancer card Will play more lucratively. If you
      fit these criteria, you may be able to pass on these benefits and enable your
      loved ones to pay off some of your medical debts or provide a way toward
      a more comfortable life in (and sometimes because of) your absence. The
      survivorship of a spouse is a state—endowed right, enabled in the form of a
      cash benefit and various forms of tax relief. A husband’s or Wife’s death will
      enable his or her spouse to receive Social Security checks for decades. This
      cash enables a sort of proxy—survival by fulfilling your responsibility toward
      the support of your spouse and possibly the support of your children.

      This is precisely how one person explained to me his reasoning behind
      a recent change of genders: he can now legally have a Wife, legally bring her
      into the country, and legally offer her the protections of Social Security. For
      the same reasons, my lawyer advised me to marry a man, so that my hus-
      band could give the survivor—cash to my girlfriend. For the same reasonS,
      my mother was bummed out When I turned out not to be straight. Health is
      social and institutional as well as physical. Capital and family legitimate and
      live through each other, in some sense rendering each other immortal.12

      Social Security might be seen as ensuring that those Who do not conform
      to its measures of social legitimacy—people with forms of support that do
      not fall into the marriage category—are not given the forms of security into
      Which they are asked to pay while they live. Straight marriage presents a form
      of cultural longevity for the institution of marriage, and the labor of those
      who cannot partake in such survivorship literally underwrites the security of
      the individuals who can.13

      Historians of marriage have documented how ideas about the well—being
      of children led to these forms of social support. But take a closer look, and
      you will see that it’s only some children who benefit from these protective
      policies. Here’s an example. My employer offers a housing benefit that gives


      some employees financial assistance in purchasing a house. It also describes
      death as a “severed relationship.” The relationship between my employer and
      an employee of the university can pass through a surviving partner—they
      included same—seX couples in their benefits plan in 1992, alb eit as taxable ben—
      efits rather than the untaxed benefits that straight people receive#such that
      a surviving partner may continue to live in a house purchased with the help
      of this fringe benefit. However, if an employee has children and no partner,
      the relationship is severed and the children are “SOL” (shit out of luck); they
      must sell the house no matter what the market is like and return the down
      payment loan to the employer. The debt cycles of illness and the early deaths
      of a parent are thus differently borne out through what counts as legitimate
      survival, thus reinforcing and rewarding normative social structures.

      But more important to my argument here, these retirement and Social
      Security benefits offer one means by which the terms of life span come to
      be taken for granted by the middle class in the United States. They make life
      span into a financial and moral calling, albeit one that the state will be will—
      ing to partially subsidize in the event of the deaths of the citizens who fulfill
      its principles of economic and sexual responsibility

      All this rests on a premise critical to economies in America: time and
      accumulation go together. You need the former to get the latter, and you have
      more smfi as you get older. No wonder people want to freeze themselves.
      Seriously. Cryonics offers an obvious strategy to maximize capitalist accu—
      mulation. On my salary, I’ll be able to pay for my kids’ college tuition in one
      hundred and fifty years. If I could freeze myself and my daughters and let
      my savings grow over that time, then come back to life after all the work of
      accumulation has been done for me, well, I could take full advantage of both
      the deferral and the gratification.” This may sound ludicrous, but it’s basi-
      cally the next step of what is already happening; people already freeze their
      eggs and sperm in order to maintain their fertility to a point at Which they
      have gained the sort of financial security that time and accumulation (are
      supposed to) bring.

      While cryonics suspends biological life as capitalism proliferates, uncon-
      trollably duplicating cells work to immobilize biological life. Cancer paro-
      dies excess. It could not be farther from the metaphors of an external enemy
      attacking the body imagined by visions of targeted chemotherapy, the broad
      political imaginary of the war on cancer, or the trope of the courageously
      battling and graciously accepting patient. If wealth rots the soul, accumulat-
      ing tumors rot the host. It just grows, sometimes as a tumor you should have
      noticed but didn’t, sometimes as a tumor you can’t help but notice but can’t


      remove. It may just live there; you may touch it each day. It may disappear 0r ‘-
      it may wrap its way around your tongue. Either way, its changing size may 7’,
      make it seem living or dying. It inhabits a competing version of time, not ,
      yours, to which such things as savings and retirement are supposed to cor. ’

      relate, but its own, to which such words as “a o tosis” and “runawa ” ,
      Y aCCrue.

      These versions of competing time reveal a lot about life spans in capitalism ,


      Alas, the Lance Face aims not toward the growing demographic of cancer

      survivors whose bodies experience the fissures of the immortal pretensions of :

      economic time. Unlike manypeople who calculate their odds and cash out their

      retirement policies after diagnosis, or the friends of mine Who told me thatI L
      was the inspiration for them to live in the moment and renovate their home, or ~
      those ads that regularly appear in Cure magazine that offer to buy the life insux. 3
      ance policies of people with cancer in exchange for a percentage, the Lance ad;

      replays tiresome injunctions to future thinking, saving, and determination. :
      The ad encourages the potential consumer of banking products to workin the ;
      broader interests of capital. Simply put, the ad uses cancer for its own ends and ’

      is able to do so because of the way that cancer rhetorics have so unquestion—
      ingly oyerlapped With notions of progress and accumulation in capitalism.

      The cultural management of cancer terror follows to some extent the,
      Cold War strategies of damping nuclear terror. You may have wondered why

      the phrase “you are the bomb” presents itself as something of a compliment

      Whereas, in a romantic situation, the comment “you are the gas chamber”,
      may not go over that well. Anthropologist Joseph Masco has analyzed how

      Americans didn’t just turn the threat of nuclear annihilation into atomic

      cafes, bikinis, and B—sz cocktails on their own; we were taught to survive

      through specific governmental programs sought to manage the emotional
      politics of the bomb. Nuclear terror, as a paralyzing emotion, was converted
      into nuclear fear, “an affective state that would allow citizens to function
      in a time of crisis.”5 Such emotional management required a two-pronged
      approach. First, citizens were asked to “take responsibility for their own
      survival.” Second, enemy status was displaced from nuclear war onto public
      panic, such that the main threat was perceived as inappropriate reactions to‘
      detonation, rather than to the bomb itself. Even With increased bomb testing
      and its release of radiation into the atmosphere, the discovery of high levels
      of radiation in American flesh and teeth, and the corresponding increasing
      of cancer rates along fallout routes and among nuclear workers, the nuclear


      threat was always constituted as coming from the outside, never as the pre-
      dictable and calculated risk of American nuclear programs. In that sense, the
      forms of emotional management that resulted from military technologies
      underpin cancer culture in the United States as much as the technologies of
      Chemotherapy and radiation do.

      To be sure, the increasing use of the language of survivorship in main—
      stream cancer culture offers a welcome change from the days when people
      with cancer were asked to use plastic cutlery so as not to infect those around
      them or were not told of their diagnoses in order to protect them. Now, the
      Person who survives cancer walks a fine line between courage and deception,
      horror and the quotidian, in ensuring that American models of health retain
      their normative status. Lance Armstrong offers the perfect venue for such
      disavowals, as he currently rises as if in a second coming, high above the
      Nike building at Union Square in San Francisco and other American cities,
      his Lance face in perfect shape, With another sufficiently vague, sportsmanly
      tag line: “Hope Rides Again.”

      What if, instead of some broad and grammatically, if not afiectiyely,
      meaningless aim as marching and riding “for hope,” fundraisers attempted to
      ban any one of the thousands of known carcinogens in legal use? What if we
      walked, ran, swam, rode not for hope, but against PAH, MTBE, EPA or any
      other common carcinogen? Such an effort would require naming. the prob—
      lem rather than the symptom, and recognizing how we are all implicated. It

      would require that we invest in cancer culture not as a node of sentimentality
      but as a basic fact of American life.


      1. Bernie S. Siegel, Love, Medicine, and Miracles: Lessons Learned about Ser—Healing
      from a Surgeon’s Experience with Exceptional Patients (New York: Harper and Row, 1986).

      2. Oxford English Dictionary, 2nd ed., s.v. “Shame.”

      3. Again, I think it is easier to speak facetiously from the position of having a non—
      metastatic diagnosis.

      4. Stephen Ohlemachter, “US Slipping in Life Expectancy Rankings,” Wash—
      ington Post, August 12, 2007, httpzllwww.washingtonpost.com/wp—dyn/content/arti-
      c1e/2007/ 08/12/AR2007081200113html.

      5. See Charles E. Rosenberg, “The Tyranny of Diagnosis: Specific Entities and Indi—
      vidual Experience,” The Milbank Quarterly 80, no. 2 (June 2002): 237—60.

      6. Miriam Engelberg, Cancer Made Me a shallower Person (New York: Harper,

      7. Caitlin Zaloom, “The Productive Life of Risk,” Cultural Anthropology 19, no. 3
      (Angust 2004): 365.


      8. Personal correspondence with author, April 10, 2008.

      9. Personal correspondence with author, March 15, 2009.

      10. Personal correspondence with author, April 11, 2009.

      11. See David U. Himmelstein, Deborah Thorne, Elizabeth Warren, and Steflie W001-
      handler, “Medical Bankruptcy in the United States, 2007: Results of a National Study)” "me
      American Journal ofMedicz’ne 122, no. 8 (August 2009): 741—46. -

      12. These structures carry invisible costs even for straight people Who believe
      themselves to be outside of these cycles. Think for example of the shooting of Harvey
      Milk and George Moscone. The short sentence given to Dan White for the shooting is
      usually ascribed to the fact that, since Milk was queer, the judge believed that his life Was
      not worth much. Moscone Was considered collateral damage. See The Times of Harvey
      Milk, dir. Rob Epstein, 90 min, Black Sand Productions, 1984.

      13. This kind of structural attention to cultural institutions and actual care are
      understudied For example, When President Barack Obama made an exception to his i
      usual homophobic platform to call for allowing same-sex couples to be able to visit their
      partners in hospitals, he was making a way for partners to be able to love each other
      and to be able to share a deep experience. Advocacy and protection are huge parts of
      contemporary medical care. I have eome across hundreds of examples of this in my years
      of research. This aspect of contemporary medical care includes everything from making
      sure that medical records are transferred properly or read, that medical allergies are made
      known, that machinery is working, that people wash their hands and are given the proper
      doses of medication. Such bedside advocacy is an enormous, and understadiei part of
      healthcare provision.

      14. Tiffany Romain is working on an important dissertation on this subject in the
      Department of Anthropology at Stanford University.

      15. Joseph Masco, “Survival Is Your Business: Engineering Ruins and Affect in Nuclear
      America,” Cultural Anthropology 23, no. 2 (May 2008): 366.


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