On the U.S., Korean Nationalism, and Ownership of Women’s Bodies

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UPDATE: 7/17/2013

Reports state that the two men in the video have come forward, explaining that the horrible footage (see below) was part of a series of “edgy” horror films that was supposed to demonstrate how people react to “physical deformities.”  Apparently, in this video, that deformity was supposed to be the woman’s teeth.  (For more on this, click here.)

Though it is still up in the air whether this video is “real” (since the director of the film/clip has not stepped forward and many people are still contesting the idea that this was staged), here are some issues that still remain:

(1) Does the video’s credibility change the fact that U.S. soldiers and expats have historically and continue to not only engage with sex workers, but abuse them, traffic them, and shame them?

(2) Does the video’s credibility change the incredibly disturbing response from Koreans, who felt this woman was embarrassing her country? ( “She went crazy over white guys, lived at a club, and ran into trouble,” one Jagei.com commenter explained. Another wrote, “After that, I think she’s going to go clubbing to meet white guys again.”)

(3) Why on earth would anyone think this clip, even if it is part of a larger film with more context, is on the cutting edge?

Regardless of whether or not the events in the video were staged, the history and relationship between the U.S., S. Korea, and women’s bodies is very real, and the anti-American and anti-woman responses in Korea (all towards feeding a gigantic Nationalist boner) are very real.

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What U.S. Americans know about S. Korea and its history is pretty limited.  They seem to know that Koreans make great manicurists; that there is a North and a South (sometimes); that PSY is hilarious and sometimes anti-American; and that kimchi is pretty stinky. It’s time to learn more. If not because you should, then because of this:

TRIGGER WARNING: Extremely disturbing video of two white expats objectifying, humiliating and assaulting a Korean woman

This terrible, gut-wrenching, and vomit-worthy video that has been circulating in the Korean webisphere (and now in the U.S.) is expository, and it opens this cruel and terrible world up to have public discourse on issues of gender, racism, modern forms of imperialism, and oppositional, reactionary, and masculinist creation of nation in response to colonialism.  Aside from the obvious, that these “Western” (read: white) boys are humiliating, debasing, and nearly torturing the woman this woman with sadistic and entitled pleasure, it is important to note the type of nationalist and anti-American rhetoric Koreans are using in response to this horrible video (click here for more on this). And also the ways in which Koreans have been debating whether or not this young woman was, you guessed it, asking for it.  And to understand that, some history:

WWII: Between 1932 and 1945, Japan was involved in an imperial war with many Asian countries and the United States.  During that time, the Japanese government mobilized a large number of Asian women to military brothers to “comfort” Japanese soldiers stationed in Asian and Pacific countries—most of these women were from Korea.  Confined to filthy shanties, the sexual slaves were forced to have intercourse with Japanese soldiers anywhere from 10-30 times a day.

Comfort Women Returning to Korea: Gender hierarchy in Korea played a key role in the suffering of Korean comfort women after their return home.  Most Korean victims of Japanese military sexual slavery spent less than five years in military brothers.  Yet they had to hide their humiliating stories for more than fifty years.  The Korean government’s desire initially to mute/silence these stories, and then vocalize them came from the ambition to appear strong and defiant in the face of colonialism at the expense of those who suffered most: the women.

Development of Nationalist Discourse: In many ways, nationalist and anti-colonial discourse redeployed the patriarchal norms of female sexuality demonstrated by the colonizers.  In the male-centered code of sexuality embedded in the nationalistic assumptions, the nation became gendered, and women’s sexuality became nationalized.  Nation was equated with the male subject position, and women’s sexuality was reified as property of the masculine nation.  Chastity involved not virginity as such, but rather that there is always a proper place where female sexuality belongs.

Becoming a ‘Client State’ of the U.S.: The authorship of Korean nationalism was predicated on the ownership of women’s bodies.  After liberation from Japan in 1945, Korea was divided into North and South, and the two Korean states turned into ‘client states’ of the US and the Soviet Union.  The U.S. played a major role in the modernization of postcolonial South Korea, and reinforced a form of dependent development in South Korea, making its desire to become a major modern nation-state in the global arena one filled with ambivalence.

Kijich’on (Campsites) and Sex Work: Six million American soldiers served in Korea between 1950 and 1971, and upward of one million South Korean women worked as “sex providers” for them in the kijich’on (camptowns) that sprang up around U.S. bases, Katharine H. S. Moon tells us in Sex among Allies: Military Prostitution in U.S.-Korea Relations.  Conflict over sex work played an especially pivotal role in U.S.-Korean relations in the early 1970s, when the authoritarian rulers of South Korea feared withdrawal of U.S. troops under the Nixon Doctrine. South Korean leaders, in rhetoric that eerily recalls the suffering of the “comfort women” who served the Japanese during World War II, sought to mobilize these prostitutes as “personal ambassadors” to Americans, seeking to instill in them the idea that they were performing patriotic acts in meeting the sexual needs of foreign soldiers and thus encouraging the U.S. army to stay in the country.

A sign posted on one of the “juicy bars”  in The Ville, outside Camp Casey in South Korea. These bars host (and own) sex workers who cater specifically to U.S. soldiers. KSTA bars get tax breaks from the Korean government, but must cater primarily to U.S. soldiers and abide by rules set out by the U.S. military. Photo from Stars and Stripes article.

 

Who Were These Women?: According to the kijich’on work within a system that is sponsored and regulated by both Korean and American governments.  The women who typically sought work in the camptowns that served American soldiers were from poor families in Korea’s countryside.  Often these women had one or both parents missing or came from a family that could not provide for its other members. Moon describes how these women refer to themselves as “fallen women” even before they enter into sex-work.

Offering “Fallen Women” as Sex Ambassadors: A “Necessary Evil”: While sex work is frowned upon in the Korean public imagination, many ignore it, or see it as a “necessary evil” that mitigates the relationship between the United States and the Republic of Korea.  Additionally, most of those who find it a necessary evil also ultimately blame the women rather than the foreigner or the pimps and club owners for such prostitution.   The kijich’on is the physical manifestation of the destruction, sacrifice and ugly, brutal, sexual history of Korea as a new international power.  They are, according to Moon, “living testaments of Korea’s geographical and political division into North and South and of the South’s military insecurity and consequent dependence on the United States”

So, it is within this context that I view this video.  It is in this context that I demonstrate rage against many misogynistic White American expats.  It is with particular sadness that I criticize the fragmented and masculinist nationalist identity of South Korea, and the ways in which many of its women are dispensable in life and indispensable as “ambassadors” to keep U.S. soldiers happy.  It is with confusion that I understand S. Korea as a postcolonial state, with a desire to articulate and assert its heritage before U.S. presence (incidentally, the Koryo dynasty had strong elements of matrilineal and patrilineal elements .)

Somewhat related: sometimes, people ask me if I am afraid of being a woman in an almost exclusively black and brown neighborhood.  Of course, their assumption is always that black and brown men are animalistic predators.  I always take the time to tell them that I have never feared for my life or for my body around them-in fact, I have created a community with many of them, and they have stepped in when I’ve needed help and support.  I do often fear the presence of drunk, privileged, affluent, lacoste-wearing, white men, because I have been smacked, grabbed, squeezed, slapped, and cupped by their pasty and entitled little hands.  But let’s leave race and sexual/street harassment for another blog post.

New and Imperfect

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This blog begins its journey as a wholly new and imperfect blob– an important, relevant, and accurate reflection of who I am as a writer, an activist, and a member of various wonderful and supportive communities. I write because I am enraged, because I love, because I need to know how to articulate and bring movement to concepts, words, and people when we are constantly reminded that we were never meant to survive (borrowing from Audre Lorde’s “A Litany For Survival”). A lot of things are happening, as they always are. Black bodies are hitting the pavement, to the disgusting delight of far too many. Women’s bodies and their (re)production are being monitored, policed, harassed, and forcibly sterilized. Hate violence against lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, and HIV-affected persons occurs every single fucking day. Immigration reform is comical, as thousands of brown bodies are being deported under a President that is perceived as too radical, too leftist, and too black.

And I sit here, behind the computer, privileged in my education, my ethnicity, my class, my marriage, wondering: how do I best position myself and constantly move myself to be as radically supportive and loving to my communities as I can be? And how do I, as a middle-class, Korean-American, married professional, help transform a society that has major stake in not giving a shit?

I’ve tried reading bell hooks’ amazing book all about love, but I keep hitting a block. I feel like I am not filled with enough love, or that my love is reserved to those who “deserve” it. The George Zimmermans and the Juror B37s and the Commissioner Ray Kellys and the Joseph Weekleys and the Roy Bryants and the lynchers-why should they get the distinct privilege of receiving my love? She tells me (in an entirely separate read) that:

“For me, forgiveness and compassion are always linked: how do we hold people accountable for wrongdoing and yet at the same time remain in touch with their humanity enough to believe in their capacity to be transformed?”

To which I respond: How the FUCK am I supposed to do that?

I realize that I don’t know how to move through or with anger. I don’t know how to love those who enrage me, or why I would event want to.

So here I am. Behind a computer. I will probably write about things that seem disparate: critiquing and loving TV shows and movies with a hyper-alert bullshit and racism/sexism/homophobia/classism meter; microaggression in the workplace and in life; dog culture in hipster Brooklyn; food/recipes; gentrification and practices of white appropriation; book reviews; my personal experience with body image and eating disorders; my mother, who has taught me more in death than anyone has in life, etc. But the connective tissue of all these random things I care about will be this: my quest to answer bell hooks’ important question.

The title of this blog, Walking Our Boundaries, comes from one of my favorite Audre Lorde poems. To me, it reminds me of the outline of my body; of my constantly shifting personal boundaries; of ways in which oppression deftly and cleverly changes shape; of tracing the experience of death in order to live; of the need to always move. In a discussion about this particular poem, Lorde explains:

“When you love, you love. It only depends on how you do it, how committed you are, how many mistakes you make…but I do believe that the love expressed between two women is particular and powerful because we have had to love ourselves in order to live; love has been our means of survival.”

So here is my attempt to love in order to live.

Love,
Yejin

(and for those who want to read this fabulous poem, here it is:)

Walking Our Boundaries
by Audre Lorde

This first bright day has broken
the back of winter.
We rise from war
to walk across the earth
around our house
both stunned that sun can shine so brightly
after all our pain
Cautiously we inspect our joint holding.
A part of last year’s garden still stands
bracken
one tough missed okra pod clings to the vine
a parody of fruit cold-hard and swollen
underfoot
one rotting shingle
is becoming loam.

I take your hand beside the compost heap
glad to be alive and still
with you
we talk of ordinary articles
with relief
while we peer upward
each half-afraid
there will be no tight buds started
on our ancient apple tree
so badly damaged by last winter’s storm
knowing
it does not pay to cherish symbols
when the substance
lies so close at hand
waiting to be held
your hand
falls off the apple bark
like casual fire
along my back
my shoulders are dead leaves
waiting to be burned
to life.

The sun is watery warm
our voices
seem too loud for this small yard
too tentative for women
so in love
the siding has come loose in spots
our footsteps hold this place
together
as our place
our joint decisions make the possible
whole.
I do not know when
we shall laugh again
but next week
we will spade up another plot
for this spring’s seeding.