{"id":1237,"date":"2007-02-16T05:58:00","date_gmt":"2007-02-16T05:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/?p=1237"},"modified":"2007-02-16T05:58:00","modified_gmt":"2007-02-16T05:58:00","slug":"no-comfort","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/news\/no-comfort\/","title":{"rendered":"No comfort"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When <a href=\"http:\/\/salemslots.wordpress.com\" target=\"_blank\">John H<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/theogeo.blogspot.com\/2006\/12\/show-me-nicer-guy-than-john-h-and-ill.html\">visited Memphis back in December<\/a>, he asked me what made me become a feminist. I said it came largely from growing up in a religious household where the man was, by virtue of his sex, the automatic leader of the family, and how that view of man at the absolute top was not only personally insulting, but also really impractical. Egalitarian relationships tend to make everyone more happy than those where sex\/gender determines destiny. <\/p>\n<p>Anyway, it was an incomplete answer, because I&#8217;d never really considered that there might exist a point in my life where I turned the switch from &#8220;apathetic&#8221; to &#8220;feminist.&#8221; I remember the approximate time frame during which I began to self-identify as feminist \u2014 spring of 2001. (I&#8217;m an infant in feminist years, it&#8217;s true.) <\/p>\n<p>Tonight, I realized when I read <a href=\"http:\/\/www.wkrn.com\/nashville\/news\/ap-wwii-sex-slaves-testify-against-japan\/77865.htm\" target=\"_blank\">this<\/a> that there is an actual event in my life that triggered my feminism or, more accurately, upped it from a slow drip to a full-on deluge.<\/p>\n<p>And it&#8217;s this woman: <\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/bp0.blogger.com\/_4dy-Mg8i7XU\/RdVKcoMncZI\/AAAAAAAAABM\/ruu-6PG1OKQ\/s1600-h\/mi4w334a.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/bp0.blogger.com\/_4dy-Mg8i7XU\/RdVKcoMncZI\/AAAAAAAAABM\/ruu-6PG1OKQ\/s320\/mi4w334a.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032010014343524754\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Her name is Hwang Geum Joo, and she was a &#8220;comfort woman&#8221; for Japanese soldiers during World War II. <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Comfort_women\" target=\"_blank\">&#8220;Comfort women&#8221;<\/a> were actually sex slaves \u2014 many of them young girls \u2014 placed in &#8220;comfort stations&#8221; near the front lines, who were repeatedly raped and beaten and, in some cases, murdered. Hwang Geum Joo and others are currently <a href=\"http:\/\/english.yonhapnews.co.kr\/Engnews\/20070216\/610000000020070216081417E6.html\" target=\"_blank\">embroiled in a battle<\/a> to get the Japanese government to make an official apology to the now-elderly comfort women still living. The Japanese government has so far refused to make an official apology, so the surviving comfort women are imploring the U.S. for a little help. <\/p>\n<p>Comfort women were unknown to me until Monday, March 12, 2001. That night I attended Hwang Geum Joo&#8217;s lecture in the James Union Building at MTSU. I was there out of my own interest, but also because I knew we had sent a reporter to cover the event for <a href=\"http:\/\/mtsusidelines.com\" target=\"_blank\"><i>Sidelines<\/i><\/a>, so I figured I could also help cover the story if needed (which I did in this not-very-well-written story <a href=\"http:\/\/media.www.mtsusidelines.com\/media\/storage\/paper202\/news\/2001\/03\/15\/WomensHistoryMonth\/Deplorable.Conditions.Of.Sexual.Slavery.Recounted-55450.shtml\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>*). <\/p>\n<p>The Tennessee Room was packed that night. I was moved to tears listening to this woman&#8217;s story, translated by Dr. Jid Lee. She told us that the Japanese government was recruiting girls to work in a factory, and absolute obedience was required from the occupying government, so she left her foster family and volunteered for the work. She soon found out what kind of factory she&#8217;d be working in  when soldiers dumped her and the other girls in an old field and made them huddle together like dogs while they were assigned Japanese names and forbidden to speak their native Korean. <\/p>\n<p>During her first year as a comfort woman, she was shared between officers according to their rank, and then forced to have sex with the soldiers \u2014 usually 30 or 40 a day and even more on weekends.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cI was good for three things,\u201d said Hwang. \u201cThat was to have sex, translate for them and mend socks.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Hwang Geum Joo said  the girls in her barracks were all young. Many had never had sex before, and most had not been menstruating for very long. If at all. <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Because of this, the girls who became pregnant were often not aware of their state. Daily injections of painkillers were toxic to the fetuses, causing the mothers to not only lose the babies, but also become sterile due to damaged uteruses.<\/p>\n<p>The girls\u2019 bodies would be swollen from both the infections and the shots they received to kill the pain.<\/p>\n<p>A girl was allowed to be sick only twice during her tenure as a Comfort Woman. Upon the third sickness (if it prevented her from \u201cperforming\u201d), a girl would either be taken away and never return, or she would be placed at the bottom of a pit and dead Japanese soldiers would be poured on top of her. The sick girl would eventually suffocate to death at the bottom of the mass grave.<\/p>\n<p>Out of 20 women held at her barracks, eight survived. Joo was the only one strong enough to walk away.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The scars inflicted by her time as a comfort woman run deep. In fact, she showed us, by pulling up her garment and displaying the ragged scar where doctors had removed her gangrenous uterus and much of her intestines because they had become rotten from malnutrition. It took ten years of penicillin injections to get rid of the STDs.  <\/p>\n<p>She told us that she remains leery of men and boys older than five, because she&#8217;s worried about what they want from her. She can&#8217;t drink milk because of its resemblance to semen, and she can\u2019t eat bananas because they resemble a penis.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s something that didn&#8217;t make it into the story has always stuck with me. That photo up there, the one of Hwang Geum Joo surrounded by blackness, is an amazing photo for obvious reasons. It&#8217;s a simple portrait, but there&#8217;s a heartbreaking story behind it. <\/p>\n<p>The photographer, Matthew Starling**, met with Hwang Geum Joo before the lecture to take her photograph for the story. She was absolutely terrified of him and nearly refused to go anywhere near him, just because he was a man. I think I remember that someone else had to be in the room with them before the shoot could happen. (I&#8217;m not sure if she knew, but I&#8217;m sure it would have made it worse had she known that Matt is a former military man.) <\/p>\n<p>That night, that story, changed my life. To know that a group of men \u2014 in this case, the Japanese government and military officials \u2014 could sit around a table and think of ways to boost troop morale and come to the conclusion that enslavement of young girls and women and repeated rape and beatings would do just the trick to make Johnny Soldier feel and fight better, well, if that doesn&#8217;t change your perception of the world and its attitude toward women, then might I politely suggest that you go off and die in a fire? <\/p>\n<p>The comfort women debacle is a very sinister, very clear example of the capacity to which women can be and are hated by men. Not all men, sure. But enough. Fucking enough. <\/p>\n<p>*<font size=\"1\">One of the obvious errors in this article is the inconsistency with which we referred to Hwang Geum Joo. It&#8217;s Hwang sometimes, Joo others. This arose because we had conflicting information about Korean naming conventions, and which portion of the name should be considered the surname, which is typically what news writers use in subsequent references to the person in question. I actually still have no idea which part of the name is correct, which is why I&#8217;ve used the full name throughout this post. Does anyone know?<\/p>\n<p>There are other errors, too, or maybe not errors but instances of clumsy and superfluous wording. What can I say? It was a team project and we were both new reporters dealing with a horrific, mind-boggling subject.<\/font> <\/p>\n<p>** <font size=\"1\">whose <a href=\"http:\/\/matthewstarling.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">work<\/a> I adore but whose website will hijack and resize your browser window, so be forewarned<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When John H visited Memphis back in December, he asked me what made me become a feminist. 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