Lecture
3: That women too should study philosophy.
When someone asked him if women too should study philosophy, he began to discourse on the theme that they should, in somewhat the following manner.
Women
as well as men, he said, have received from the gods the gift of reason, which
we use in our dealings with one another and by which we judge whether a thing
is good or bad, right or wrong.
Likewise
the female has the same senses as the male; namely sight, hearing, smell, and
the others.
Also
both have the same parts of the body, and one has nothing more than the other.
Moreover,
not men alone, but women too, have a natural inclination toward virtue and the
capacity for acquiring it, and it is the nature of women no less than men to be
pleased by good and just acts and to reject the opposite of these.
I have
become accustomed to thinking very differently than most others, for better or
for worse. I do not expect to determine what someone else will think, and I try
not to be offended when he expresses his disapproval. Some of this has to do
with an eccentric disposition, but most of it comes from the sort of values I
have chosen for myself. I am not content to merely follow the current trend, or
to embrace the latest “—ism”.
Some
people seem quite surprised that Musonius Rufus held what they consider to be
such “progressive” views on women, and I usually suggest that common sense is
hardly old or new, but simply timeless. I believe it was Coco Chanel who said
that “Fashion fades, only style remains the same.”
The regular
assumption, of course, is that those in the past were backward and bigoted, and
only now, in our better age, have we become so enlightened and fair. I suspect,
however, that human nature doesn’t change all that much. There have always been wisdom
and ignorance, and there have always been virtue and vice, just mixed together
in various ways.
For as
long as I can remember, people have been asking me if I am a feminist. I am not
sure how to answer, because I am not even sure what the term means to everyone;
I have heard so many differing definitions over the years that I can no longer
keep track.
Is it
about finding what is common and shared to all human beings, regardless of
their gender, or is it about continuing to insist on divisions? Does it involve
finding ways for all of us to be better, or does it require that someone else
remains worse?
Musonius
is just pointing to a basic insight about humanity, that for the many
variations between people, they still remain people, gifted with reason and
will, and made for exactly the same end. Yes, I can consider the accidents,
like gender, or race, or age, or preferences, or points of view, and they will only
confuse me if I do not remember what is essential beneath them. It’s only
justice when it’s universal, only dignity when it’s free from the conditions of
circumstance.
Of
course there are differences between men and women, at the levels of their
minds and bodies, just as there are also differences between all individuals.
It would be foolish of me to think that this is all that matters, or that it
doesn’t matter at all, or not to see that how
it matters depends upon first finding what is common. The degrees exist within
the kind.
Both a
man and a woman are able to form their own judgments, and thereby to inform
their own sense of moral worth.
Both a
man and a woman experience the same world, through the same powers of
perception.
Both a
man and woman possess the same sorts of bodies, each quite capable of meetings
the demands of a good life.
Most
importantly, both a man and a woman are made for the same purpose, to know and
to love, to seek virtue and to avoid vice, and the final merit of either will
be completely identical.
Thoughtful
and decent folks, men and women alike, from any walk of life, have always understood
that the variations of the sexes complement one another, and are never intended
to be in conflict with one another. This will only be possible if I first look
at the person. Philosophy, as a means to becoming fully human, is everyone’s
calling.
Written in 4/1999
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