Hello 2015

So, made any resolutions? It is the time of year after all! I haven’t. I never do. I have the usual vague thoughts about losing weight, exercising more… that kind of thing but I never actually make any actualy resolutions. I have thought about what I would like 2015 to be about as far as work is concerned:

1. Successful launch of our new Law Programmes – there’s a lot of work to do here yet. The paperwork we need for the University processes is nearing completion but we will need to create materials, pull together timetables and assessment plans etc to make sure the programmes really work. It’s exciting and a little daunting

2. Sticking to my principles – I have always believed in a liberal legal education which is shaped by my own socio-legal and interdisciplinary background and which exposes students to new ideas and challenges them – this has to come through in the new programmes – and I think it does but the devil is of course in the detail

3. My research on identiy has stalled, I just haven’t had the time to drive that forward and yet that is the work I really want to do  – so in 2015 I want to find time for that – I guess this might be resolution territory!

4. I would really like to work more with others, within my institution and outside – but that means I probably need to be a little less of a control freak. So that’s not going to happen really

5. Ah yes, number 5. I have had this little book idea, half an idea really rattling around in my head for quite a while but I don’t think I’m ready to share that quite yet – it will grow over the next 12 months, I’m sure

Oh but there is a resolution I need to make. I have been Head of School for 6 months. I have another 6 months to do with the possibility of applying for the post for a bit longer. I will apply and if I get it, my resolution is this: I will do management but I will do management my way and I will not be drawn into corporate crap, I won’t play games, I will just be me. There – how’s that for a resolution? 2015, I think I might be ready!

Good Bye 2014

So, only a few more hours of 2014 left. I’m not really sorry to see it go. It’s been a funny year. A year in which I’ve never really quite settled, in which I’ve done loads and yet feel like I’ve achieved nothing. I last blogged in October. It seems like ages ago and like just yesterday at the same time – the story of my year really. The post I meant to publish about the Honor Diaries film sits half written in a file – the story of my year.

As I think back the overriding memory is one of lambs – nothing to do with work, not the conferences or the travel, the long hours, the hard work, taking over as Head of School – none of that. Just of lambs. Having them was amazing and such an antidote to work stress. I mean just look at this:

2 of triplets born 19 Jan 2014

It’s odd that having the lambs is all I can pinpoint without thinking about things too much. I remember the bottlefeeding of three including having them in the house, I remember the tiredness induced by feeding every 2-3 hours, the joy from watching them, the pride in knowing that we played a part in bringing them into this world and in three cases – keeping them in this world.  It’s odd because work has so completely and utterly dominated 2014 in pretty much all respects. The hours have been stupid, the trips all work related, all waking hours, and some hours of sleep spent thinking and worrying about work –  Sometimes in a good way, sometimes not. I am finishing 2014 with a few days of sleep, reading and resting and I needed it. I was exhausted and not really much use to anyone at the end of term but I am beginning to come round. So, I will indulge my memory which seems to want me and you to think it was a year about lambs and I leave you with this little video, because everyone should finish 2014 and start 2015 with a smile

We need to talk about Honor Diaries

Yesterday evening the Student Law Society at the University of Bradford in conjunction with Karma Nirvana showed the documentary film Honor Diaries. The documentary, which takes as its focus the idea/concept of Honor (I know I know, I want to slip the u in too but I’m sticking with the spelling in the title of the film!) and the harm that this does to women and children across the world. The idea that honor of the entire family is vested in the women of that family, what they do, say, wear and how they behave is a complex one to get your head round but an important one if you want to understand the issues raised. I found it a difficult film to watch. I had tears rolling down my face several times during the film and I think it is an incredibly powerful film which people should watch, talk about, think about and then watch again.

The screening was followed by some input from various people and then a panel discussion. Here it became apparent to me how difficult it is to talk about these issues in genuine dialogue, without agendas, without getting defensive. I’m a feminist, there were so many issues in that film to follow up on, so many questions, concerns, issues about women’s rights, patriarchy, misogyny. So the first input immediately after the film was to tell us about services in Bradford that had been set up for men. We were told that these issues also impact on men and they also need help. I get it, I do. It’s an important issue. We’re not going to solve questions around honor killings, forced marriages, abuse etc if we don’t also look at men. But it grated. Every feminist fibre of me bristled. We went on to hear about the White Ribbon Campaign – men standing up to end violence and abuse against women. Great idea, valuable message but here we were again with the men. What about the stories of the women we had just heard in the film? Why weren’t we talking about them? Why weren’t we giving the young women in the audience a voice? Why did we have to let the men speak first? I was actually angry.

I was over-reacting. I do that. I was being overly sensitive. The message was one of solidarity and all I heard was here’s a campaign that will make men feel better about being men. Lovely. Patriarchy alive and well – albeit a bit less violent towards women. Anyway, we moved on to the panel. The first question was about whether it was really fair to blame the men given that many of the perpetrators of Female Genital Mutilation and other forms of violence against women are women. So, back to men again then. Come on women, we’re more creative than this, surely?

I wasn’t the only one being overly sensitive though. The questions fairly quickly turned to that of religion. Is this idea of honor a Muslim problem? Was the film we had just seen islamophobic. The University of Bradford Student Union Women’s Officer thought it was. She based her thoughts on the film’s production team’s previous work as well as snippets of the film. A student nurse from the audience responded that she, as a mother, christian and student nurse watched that film and it hadn’t occurred to her that it was anti-islam or about religion. Some people in the audience were overly sensitive to the points about religion. I see nothing in that film that is anti-islamic. I see lots that highlights that religious and cultural communities have difficult questions to ask themselves; that they need to claim back their faith and culture and that they need to stop accepting the unacceptable (a line I am fairly sure I have picked up from the film). Now, I say ‘they’ but I guess I mean ‘we’. The questions are for all of us.

So, having slept on it, I am still irritated that we couldn’t have an event where we talk about women, just women, not women framed by a ‘this impacts on men too’. I’m not angry about it anymore though, I get it. I understand that the message is important. I think the evening achieved its purpose. We’re talking about it, we need to and we need to understand that we all have things we get defensive about, that’s ok but we cannot let that stop us from talking. Dialogue is powerful – so let’s keep talking about honor, let’s acknowledge the human rights violations committed in its name and let’s try and find a way of reclaiming it.

So, the next post – hopefully in the next day or two will be my reflections on the film itself – rather than the event.