Making It
Hello, Richard:
I wanted to go back to something you said yesterday, as
it has been rattling around my brain all night. You noted an "immense divide
between wired-up, screwed-up America ... and a quieter America where men may
suffer far less from identity crises because they are trying to get by rather
than get ahead." I have already discussed the fact that "wired up" America is
far more extensive than its presumably "screwed up" epicenters. But now I want
to address the notion that one must be in Los Angeles, New York, or the
equivalent, to be "getting ahead." That formulation strikes me as emblematic of
the very ornamental culture that Faludi derides. For many of the people
battling it out in these places, "winning" or "getting ahead" means being
noticed by the others--on camera, in the news, in a magazine, and so on. The
mentality of "others notice me, therefore I am" is quite appropriate if you are
14 years old, but pretty pathetic for a grown-up. This "ornamental culture" is
like a perpetual twilight of adolescence; it is a thwarted adulthood. For those
who exist only in the gaze of others, "getting ahead" may well mean achieving
more time at the center of attention, but that really gets them nowhere new,
and least of all "ahead." Maybe that explains Susan Faludi's enigmatic visage
on the cover of Newsweek --participating in the
ornamentation thing, but knowing better.
The real challenge of "getting ahead" as an adult is
far more complex. It involves the work of forging an identity that has
coherence and integrity, whether or not anyone is looking. But adult
development, as Gilligan, Kegan, and many others have noted, does not stop
there with the achievement of an autonomous identity. It can also mean learning
that my humanity is larger than the roles I inhabit, and in the exploration of
my individuality I also, paradoxically, discover the possibility of a deeper
connection with many kinds of people. Autonomy is not an end in itself but a
foundation for the ongoing work of individuation and real intimacy. These
triumphs of adulthood are hard won, and as you said about children, they often
spring from darkness and grief. They always spring from engaging with the
messiness of real life.
All over America, and indeed all over the world, people
are "getting ahead," in this truer sense; they are not merely "getting by."
They are geologists and hospice workers and emergency-room doctors and research
scientists and lobstermen and forest rangers and cooks and microbiologists and
farmers and mechanics and entrepreneurs and programmers and small-business
people and mothers and veterinarians and teachers. They are in the hills of the
altiplano, caring for their land and their animals and their families. They are
in the Brazilian rain forest, fighting ranchers and government ineptitude. They
are in East Timor, standing for independence. They are in all the quiet places
where the cameras do not roam, making love, making family, making dinner, and
making a world. They are not hanging around making bombs and complaining about
lost dominance. Nor is Donald Trump their role model. They are too busy for
that. Too busy getting ahead.
I am persuaded that the new economy already shows signs
of offering much more opportunity for adults to move beyond the conformist
pressures of the large 20 th -century
organizations and the fragmented identities of industrial society. I think this
emerging era will provide more adults with the possibility of becoming
individuals, as it enables us to reintegrate work and life in many new rich and
varied patterns. (And by the way, only about 20 percent of those home offices I
mentioned yesterday are dedicated to telework.)
Once again, hats off to Susan Faludi for the
authenticity of her effort and the seriousness of her subject. Whether or not I
agree with her analysis, I do think that these times require a reexamination of
many century-old formulations, including masculinity and particularly the role
that gender has played in the maintenance of traditional economic models. May
the debate continue so that we can all, well, get ahead ...
As ever,
Shoshana Zuboff