The drawn-looking Sergeant darts her eyes sharply around the room, as if to subtly ensure no one is trying to escape. “So, the reason you’re all here,” she begins to the all-female crowd, “is because Gunnery Sergeant and other NCO’s around the det have been hearing
things about only you. That’s why there are no males here.”
Things? What things? A few eyes search each other out, hoping for some kind of hint. The Sergeant then begins a monotone “discussion” about fraternization and inappropriate behavior.
The logical conclusion would be that she is referring to inappropriate relationships between females, Sergeants socializing with Lance Corporals and the like. She did say this was only for females, right? Only females are being accused of fraternizing.
But she’s not.
She’s talking about our “behavior” with males. We have been witnessed sitting in common rooms alone together, talking in the stairwells and generally liking each other too much. Our conclusion is wrong. This is about us. The others. The
females.
Clearly, our fellow Marines can have nothing to do with this discussion on fraternization because clearly they have nothing to do with it. Expect being the partner in crime. Fraternization requires more than one person, yet this Sergeant seems to think it is the work of mastermind Eves drawing men into their traps.
Before I came into the Corps, I assumed that the sexism I’d heard so much about would be at the hands of men. That assumption has been wrong every step of the way. It was put to me very plainly by a Staff Sergeant at Camp Geiger:
“What do you guys want to talk about today?” he asked in one of our afternoon discussion hours.
“Staff Sergeant,” I piped in, “I’d like to know why the females here get treated so different from the males.”
He arched a brow and shifted uncomfortably, “What do you mean?”
“Well, we don’t have any of the same liberties. They are allowed regular smoke breaks, they get to go to the vending machines, they have unlimited time for chow, they get to take naps during the day. We don’t. Our instructors play games with us and the males are just treated better. Why?”
“Well that’s not us,” he was referring to the male instructors around him, who seldom interacted with the female platoon, “that’s you!”
The realization hit me like a ton of bricks: it’s not male Marines treating females like dirt out of misogyny; females are doing this to each other.
I had been filled with hope and a sense of closeness when female Sergeant G had gruffly told all the females in our platoon to come to her with any problems we might have. “Don’t go to the males. They don’t know what to do with you and they’re just going to laugh at you.”
Cut to a week later-
Me: “Excuse me, Sergeant…”
Sgt. G: “What.”
Me: “I was supposed to get my meds yesterday and…”
Sgt. G: “WHAT THE HELL? I DON’T CARE GO AWAY.”
An hour later I approached the affable and charming Sergeant P, a male who reminded me of my brother.
Me: “Sergeant, if I need to get meds, what should I do?”
Sgt. P: “Did you tell anyone?”
Me: “Yes, Sergeant.”
He thinks for a moment then smiles and looks down, literally biting his tongue, “You told Sergeant G?’
Me: “Yes, Sergeant.”
He nods, smiling broader, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.” And he did.
Was this the male I wasn’t supposed to approach with my problems because he would laugh at me and turn me away? Was she the female who would be there to support me like an older sister?
I’ll never forget the constant reminders my drill instructors gave us at recruit training: we are not female Marines, we are Marines. No qualifier. It came as a great shock to me upon arrival to this Marine Detachment (det) when I was informed that we have “females only” values discussions on a regular basis. One of the biggest topics in these discussions (called “PME’s”) is about how our male counterparts view us as something “other”.
How exactly is having little girl-talks to which other Marines are not welcome going to help dispel the sense of otherness that plagues female Marines?
Ladies,
you’re doing this to yourselves. You’ve made a special club with secret meetings and secret codes. There is nothing that an NCO should say to me that she should not say to a male Marine. If there are special health concerns that are unique to females, then males need to understand those as well. One day these male Marines may have one or two females in their charge. What are they supposed to do when such a female has a problem and they have never had any mature and in-depth discussions with females?
As long as females continue to consider themselves to be something other, then male Marines will follow suit. If you want to be one Marine Corps, then it starts with inclusion. A Marine is a Marine. We don’t have short Marines only meetings, we don’t have Hispanic Marines only meetings, and we shouldn’t have female Marines only meetings.
"They (Women Marines) don't have a nickname, and they don't need one. They get their basic training in a Marine atmosphere, at a Marine Post. They inherit the traditions of the Marines. They are Marines." - LtGen Thomas Holcomb, USMCCommandant of the Marine Corps, 1943
Good looking white man is stalked through the woods by beautiful native girl. Deus ex Machina answer for why they miraculously speak the same language despite being from different worlds.
Beautiful native girl teaches good looking white guy about their connection with nature, most importantly through a spirtual tree.
Good looking white man and beautiful native girl develop a romance while she teaches him about her native ways.
Beautiful native girl might have left out the detail that she's already spoken for by a member of her tribe.
Well, good looking white guy also left out the fact that he's working for the evil foreigners out to steal the land of natives for mining purposes. Deception works both ways, friends.
Native folks don't cotton to deceptive foreigners, so they chain our hero up. (Sorry loyal readers, James Cameron has a lock down on pictures like Fort Knox. Get the DVD, an identical scene is there, I promise.)
Evil invaders give up their cause, having been taught a hard lesson by the natives and return to their home world.
Let's not forget some other important scenes:
